Rebel Demon King

Chapter 559 Whose direction is the tears?
(Three-in-one update, the number of words is slightly less, try to update another chapter today, and make up all the updates owed yesterday)

It is rare to see sunny days in Star City in November, and most of the time the weather is cloudy, as if it will rain at any time, Cheng Mo stood up from the desk, the wind blowing outside the floor-to-ceiling windows It was blowing, the sky was drooping, and the green Xiangjiang River was divided into two torrents by the head of Juzizhou, quietly crossing the foot of the dark blue Yuelu Mountain.

Near noon, the sky where the sun could not be seen was gray and gray, the color was gloomy, and the weather of early winter was particularly obvious. Cheng Mo closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and opened them again, feeling that there was some poetry in this desolation.

"Birthday!" Cheng Mo moaned meaninglessly as he looked at the water of the Xiangjiang River outside the floor-to-ceiling windows where "clouds on the river lock the soul of dreams".

Thinking of the past 17 years, Cheng Mo has never had a serious birthday, except when he was nine years old, he came home from school, and his father had just returned from an academic seminar in other places and bought a birthday cake covered with white cream I gave him food, but I didn't know where to throw the candle. (In some areas of southern Shonan, there is a custom of holding a banquet for children at the age of nine)

The young Cheng Mo was only looking forward to the feeling of blowing out the candles. Without candles, the birthday cake would lose most of its taste, and Cheng Mo knew that the sweet and soft cream contained a time bomb on the dining table. ——Trans fatty acid, of course I dare not eat it, so I can only cut a small piece, scrape off the most delicious cream, eat two bites of unremarkable cake for the scene, and give the rest to Auntie Duan, the nanny gone.

Cheng Mo was dissatisfied with the lack of candles, and told Cheng Yongze not to buy them next time, but Cheng Yongze just said "Oh", and completely misunderstood Cheng Mo's unhappy point, and mentioned: "It doesn't matter to eat a little cream once in a while. "

Cheng Mo thought: "There is no candle, no birthday song, and no wish, so what's the point of this birthday cake with only a little sweetness left?"

So he looked at the pile of white and attractive pastes on the plate and shook his head silently, adding that the birthday undoubtedly reminded him that he was one step closer to death. From then on, the festive "birthday cake" The gadgets are completely cut off from getting married.

Cheng Mo glanced at the last birthday gift his father gave him, the Ouroboros watch on his wrist. Now it has changed its style and turned into an i watch, which is also convenient for Cheng Mo to turn the knob or look at the watch from time to time. The direction isn't too compelling.

Seeing that it was late, Cheng Mo followed Bai Xiuxiu's request to him, took a shower, cleaned up, put on a pair of dior homme blue slacks, a Thorn Browne white shirt and a gray woolen cardigan, and brought some companions he bought in Chang'an. Souvenirs, in the early winter season to go out refreshingly.

Although Cheng Mo hasn't met Bai Xiuxiu these days, Cheng Mo still hasn't slackened in the things he promised Bai Xiuxiu, such as irrational and random consumption, such as making himself look like a nobleman when he goes out.

Cheng Mo doesn't dislike such an extravagant way of life, it's also an experience for him, full of an unknown freshness, but compared with real nobles, he doesn't have an innate sense of superiority, He also has no sense of responsibility to strive to be famous in history. All he experiences is the sensory enjoyment brought to him by material things and the envious eyes of others.

Cheng Mo didn't think Bai Xiuxiu's way could change him much, but it was still helpful for him to play other people.

It's just that Bai Xiuxiu completely ignores her these days. If something happens, she just asks Feng Luwan to contact her instead of meeting her at all. Cheng Mo feels a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Although the two of them used to get along in this way, after experiencing the incident in Chang'an, Cheng Mo subconsciously felt that he should get closer to Bai Xiuxiu, but the plot did not develop as he imagined, which made him feel disappointed.

Occasionally, Cheng Mo would lie on the bed and look at the ceiling, knowing that Bai Xiuxiu was sleeping on top of him, so he would start to worry about gains and losses.

The difference between Cheng Mo and ordinary boys is that he understands psychology. He has analyzed his own psychology and knows that his own mentality is conditioned reflex and psychological suggestion. When people feel that they can get it, they will have a strong sense of risk. , you will eagerly want to get it, and the more you will be afraid of losing it.However, when you are about to lose something, you will suddenly not be afraid of anything, and maybe you can do anything.

Therefore, it is even more important to be calm at this moment, so Cheng Mo didn't take the initiative to say a word to Bai Xiuxiu.

As for the feelings for Bai Xiuxiu, it is very strange and complicated. Cheng Mo knows that he simply likes Xie Minyun. Maybe it is a bit heavy to say that love is heavy, but it is accurate to say that he likes it. He likes to chat and travel with Xie Minyun. He feels that getting along with her is stressful. Not light, but never tired of it.

For Mr. Shen, he has an inexplicable admiration. Mr. Shen's gentleness and intellectuality are also called Cheng Mo's indulgence. Cheng Mo feels that he feels a kind of missing warmth from Mr. Shen. Cheng Mo cherishes this feeling very much, but because of this Another kind of desire has also been derived, this kind of desire has nothing to do with sex, it is the exclusive desire derived from human instinct.

Back to Bai Xiuxiu, Cheng tacitly believes that his primitive impulse comes from his innate desire to conquer, just like a mathematician who sees an extremely difficult math problem, can't help but try his best to solve it.If Goldbach's conjecture is the brightest jewel in the crown of mathematics, attracting countless people who love mathematics, then Bai Xiuxiu must be the most beautiful woman among women.

If a woman like this was born in ancient times, she would probably be Su Daji or Bao Si, a role that would bring disaster to the country and the people
Sitting on a Rolls-Royce, Cheng Mo passed the first bridge of the Xiangjiang River, turned his head and looked at the back of the giant statue at the head of Juzizhou, and thought a lot in his mind, and felt that it was because his life was in a great uncertainty, Only then will these desires be allowed to flood, but today is not what it used to be, what is the point of restraining and suppressing these desires?
"Where is the meaning of my life?"

Cheng Mo knows that he cannot be both an observer and an observed object. At the same time, he has to maintain the objectivity of observation, so he does not know what the meaning of his life is. Philosophy, science, and psychology cannot. give him the answer.

When the issue of survival is no longer imminent, the ideological dialogue of philosophy lovers stirs in his mind from time to time.

The huge statue of a great man carved out of Yongding red granite stands in the rolling river, and the flying horns of the great man are frozen in the cold river wind, in the gap between the times, and in Cheng Mo's pupils.
When the silver and black Rolls-Royce drove past the age-old Xiangjiang Bridge, Cheng Mo took his eyes back from the stone statue standing in the mist.

"Be free."

A voice spoke to him.

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Jiang Jun parked the Rolls-Royce at the door, and Cheng Mo got out of the car with an unpretentious kraft paper gift bag. When Cheng Mo looked up, he saw the swallow's nest under the concrete canopy, and there was a surveillance camera next to it. Cheng Mo was already very familiar with the rough nest made of branches and soil, so he changed the direction and easily bypassed the surveillance range and entered the corridor from the side.

The lights in the corridor are still not very bright, and the light bulbs blink occasionally; the advertisements in the elevator are still unchanged, except for real estate promotion and happy cake advertisements, the other one is still printed with a sexy girl in scanty clothes. Museum posters.

Cheng Mo pressed the [-]th floor with ease and followed the elevator with two aunts carrying plastic bags. It was still the familiar corridor. He walked lightly. Outside the window was the gloomy sky and dense buildings. Walking steadily until the end, he came to the familiar door and stopped for a while.

It's only been two months since he left the school, but Cheng Mo had the illusion that years had passed. His hand waving in front of the doorbell froze for a moment before he pressed it.
A moment later, the familiar gentle voice came from the door, "Who? Cheng Mo?"

"Yes." Cheng Mo's heartbeat suddenly quickened.

The sound of the door lock beating resounded in the empty corridor.

This is a composite lock, a combination of a magnetic lock and a tumbler lock, and it is one of the most secure locks on the market, Cheng Moxin said.

The dark brown diamond-shaped security door was opened, and Shen Youyi, who was wearing a dark blue apron, appeared in front of Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo held his breath and stared at Shen Youyi's water-cut pupils, but Shen Youyi subconsciously avoided Cheng Mo's gaze, bent down to help Cheng Mo take his bear slippers and said at the same time: "You came earlier than I thought. , I thought you wouldn't come here until twelve o'clock, so I just started cooking, and I guess it will take a while. If you are hungry, I will serve you a bowl of winter melon ribs soup first."

Cheng Mo didn't speak immediately, walked into the gray-toned house he was familiar with, and said, "No need, Mr. Shen, I'm not hungry. Anyway, I don't have to go to class now, and I haven't seen you for a long time, so I just want to come over soon .”

I haven't seen her for more than a month. Teacher Shen's voice is a bit rigid, not as gentle as before, and there is a vague sense of distance in his tone, not as close as before. The unnatural gap is still obvious.

After Cheng Mo put on his slippers, he looked up and saw a square white porcelain vase on the shoe cabinet. There were two white camellias inserted in the vase, as well as pruned snow willows that looked like branches. It was fresh and elegant. Interesting.

Obviously, Mr. Shen, who has solved some of his knots, is not as depressed as he used to be, so he added some bright colors to the gloomy dark room.

Shen Youyi noticed that Cheng Mo's eyes fell on his own flower arrangement, and forced a smile, "Now I don't need to be the class teacher, I have more time, and I can study flower arrangements by myself, so that I can keep my mind at peace."

"It's very beautiful, and the beauty of the utensils has not been ignored. The teacher is still suitable to be an artist." Cheng Mo looked at the beautiful flower arrangement and said seriously.

Shen Youyi didn't continue talking with Huahua and Cheng Mo, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, "Sit down first, take whatever book you want to read, I bought a lot of books recently"

Cheng Mo looked at Shen Youyi's meandering back, which was as artistic as Teacher Shen's flower arrangement, especially at the neck. Her hair was pulled up high, and she wore a simple bun behind her, wearing a blue apron. The ribbon and black hair and beard lined her neck like suet white jade. She was wearing a gray round neck sweater with a wide neckline, and her shoulders were as thin and straight as a knife. The graceful curve bent downward, forming a The wonderful arc, the blue apron tie tied with a bow is stretched over the round and full hip line, which makes the visual effect very long, and makes the loose black slacks stretch out a wonderful visual experience.

Cheng Mo stood on the sofa and silently watched Shen Youyi walk into the kitchen, hesitated for a while, put the kraft paper bag on the sofa, followed Shen Youyi into the kitchen, "Mr. Shen, I will help you"

The range hood in the kitchen was "buzzing". Shen Youyi stood in front of the chopping board cutting green peppers, turned his head to look at Cheng Mo who walked into the kitchen, quickly looked away, and said as if nothing had happened: "Soon, no I need your help, just sit down."

"I'll wash the vegetables for you." Cheng Mo said softly, looking at the garlic leaves, garlic sprouts, shallots, pork belly, beef, tomatoes, okra, and a struggling bass in the silver stainless steel sink.

"No need, I can't use it when you are in the kitchen"

Cheng Mo shook his head, and said very suddenly: "I actually just want to watch Mr. Shen cook."

The atmosphere in the kitchen suddenly became quiet. "Shushasha" was the sound of a sharp blade cutting green peppers, and "Duoduoduo" was the sound of the blade hitting the cutting board, but the rhythm of Shen Youyi's chopping vegetables seemed a little flustered.

Under the beige sand bowl is a bright flame, the soup is tumbling inside, and the fragrant water vapor is rising.

Shen Youyi's side face was pale in bewilderment, and then flushed with shallow talk.

Cheng Mo's expression was the same, he just wanted to tell the truth.

Both of them fell into silence. After waiting for a while, Shen Youyi finished cutting the last green pepper, looked at Cheng who was standing by the sink, and stopped talking.

Cheng Mo knew what Shen Youyi needed, turned on the faucet without saying a word, and began to wash the chives and garlic leaves seriously.

"Cheng Mo, can you tell me that you didn't draw those paintings!?" Shen Youyi put down the knife in his hand, turned to look at Cheng Mo, suppressed the tension in his heart, and asked in an expectant voice.

You can tell from the sound that this problem has troubled Shen Youyi for a long time.But the movements in Cheng Mo's hands didn't stop, the water from the faucet was rushing down, he rubbed the blue leaves, as if he was rubbing his lover's skin, and said lightly: "Teacher, this question is actually irrelevant, isn't it?"

Shen Youyi said eagerly: "How can it be irrelevant? You still have to study, you still have to take the university entrance exam, not to mention is it honorable to record a major demerit in the file?"

After a pause, Shen Youyi whispered again: "Also, call me Sister Xi"

In the end, Shen Youyi still chose to trust him. No matter how long she struggled in hesitation, Teacher Shen still believed in him. Cheng Mo's heart was filled with the satisfaction of being trusted, "Sister Xi, can we not talk about it for the time being? As for Reading. Actually being suspended was at my own request."

"How can you not say it? I can't sleep well these days. I always feel that someone has wronged you. I asked many classmates, and no one believed that you did it, especially Fu Yuanzhuo and Yan Yitong. It’s definitely not you, and I’ve talked to the principal many times, he told you to think it through yourself, and I don’t know how to talk about it with you, I’m still a little scared.”

Some things Shen Youyi didn’t say very clearly, for example, those paintings have always been a shadow over her heart; for example, Cheng Mo explained the unimaginable way of committing crimes, all of which are completely logical; All of this was done by Cheng Mo; for example, Shen Mengjie felt that it was not surprising that Cheng Mo did these things; for example, Cheng Mo's growth history also showed that he had a special feeling for himself and so on.

These complicated appearances interfered with Shen Youyi's thinking, made her confused, and made her unable to see clearly what kind of student Cheng Mo was. He seemed very quiet and calm, but at the same time seemed very gloomy and terrifying.
Shen Youyi's intuition told her to believe in Cheng Mo, but so many things proved that it was very likely that Cheng Mo did it, maybe this was a conspiracy against herself arranged by this smart child, she really wanted to find out the truth, but her subconscious She was also a little afraid of the truth, which made her hesitate and dare not pursue it, but finally on this special day, Shen Youyi mustered up the courage to call Cheng Mo over, just to find out what was going on.

Shen Youyi felt that she could afford to delay, but Cheng Mo couldn't afford to delay.

Cheng Mo didn't know how difficult the ideological struggle Shen Youyi had gone through, but he could understand the entanglement in Shen Youyi's tone. Cheng Mo didn't want Shen Youyi to know the truth of the matter, at least not in the current situation. If Teacher Shen knew Shen Daoyi's Existence, knowing that these things are all done by oneself, I am afraid it will collapse, right?
This is not good for Shen Youyi's condition, so Cheng Mo said: "Actually, what I said in the corridor that day is true. I hate Chang Ya very much, so I did a social experiment. I don't mean to disrespect the teacher. Later, when I switched to class (9), you treated me so well and made me realize my mistakes, so I have been reflecting on myself these days."

"Sister Xi, I'm sorry. As you know, I haven't had a mother since I was a child, and I may be mentally incomplete. I hope you can forgive me."

Hearing Cheng Mo once again admitted that he did all this, Shen Youyi didn't know why, but his heart kept sinking, like sinking into a sea under the moonlight, where there was light on the sea, and the sea was deep.Shen Youyi's eye sockets became moist involuntarily, she completely forgot that she was cutting chili peppers, and subconsciously wiped her eyes, and then the warm tears were stimulated by the spicy feeling, and her vision was blurred in an instant, and she couldn't even open her eyes. open
Shen Youyi closed his eyes, trying to wipe away his tears with the back of his hand, but was caught by Cheng Mo's wet hand, "Sister Xi, don't move. I'll help you."

Cheng Mo took out a few sheets of toilet paper from the window sill, wiped his hands dry indiscriminately, then took out two more, and gently helped Shen Youyi wipe away the tears that covered his eyelashes and cheeks. Teacher Shen's eyelashes were long and dense. , the nose is small and tall, especially the pink lips with a little lip balm, under the not so bright light, revealing an attractive luster, Mr. Shen's lips are very beautiful, very thin, but plump, like cool Smooth jelly.

Looking at Teacher Shen's teary face, Cheng Mo's movements became slower and slower. He really wanted to touch her lips with his fingers. Free will and rational restraint set off an earth-shaking war in his mind.

"Living is so difficult, why don't you go your way and make your life easier?" Cheng Mo looked at Teacher Shen's lips, and threw the wet tissue in his hand into the wastebasket.

It seemed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Shen Youyi closed his eyes and said nervously: "Cheng Mo give me a tissue, I can do it myself"

Cheng Mo took out a tissue, but did not pass it to Shen Youyi, but continued to help Shen Youyi wipe away the tears constantly secreting from the corners of his eyes, and said softly: "Mr. teacher"

Shen Youyi didn't know why Cheng Mo suddenly brought up this matter, her breathing became a little short, she interrupted Cheng Mo, and said in a panic: "Ah? What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, just want to tell the teacher"

Before Cheng Mo finished speaking, the doorbell rang at the door. Shen Youyi seemed to be taken aback, turned around quickly, and said, "Go and open the door! The high school doctor is here!"

Cheng Mo hesitated for a moment, then left the kitchen to open the door, the sound of splashing water was heard again behind him, and Cheng Mo knew that it was Teacher Shen who was pouring water into his eyes.

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"Why are you?" Gao Yuemei was a little surprised to see Cheng Mo.

To Cheng Mo, it was also very strange to meet the high school doctor with another identity. He ignored Gao Yuemei's surprise, but said calmly, "Good afternoon, high school doctor."

Recently, college doctors are all dressed young, with blue skinny jeans that make their legs straight and long, black leather jacket with short hair parted in the middle, handsome and beautiful, at first glance, she is the best female supporting role in Korean dramas, Generally speaking, the female supporting roles in Korean dramas are mostly prettier than the leading female characters.

Gao Yuemei walked into the room, looked inside, took off her short boots, and said, "I said you brat, how could you treat Mr. Shen like this? If you, Mr. Shen, said that it must not be you, I would have found it a long time ago." I'm going to beat you up at your house."

"I have a heart attack, you dare not hit me." Seeing that Teacher Shen had closed the kitchen door, Cheng Mo felt that it was not suitable to say anything to Teacher Shen at this time, so he replied boredly.

"It's great to have a heart attack!" Gao Yuemei walked up to Cheng Mo and shook her fist, saying viciously.

Cheng Mo felt that the college doctor was cuter when he didn't face Lin Zhinuo, so he sat down on the sofa and rolled his eyes, "It's nothing special, it's just that you don't need to think too much about the consequences"

"You and I see that your skin is really itchy, today I have to teach you a lesson!" Gao Yuemei took off her leather jacket, rolled up the sleeves of her long-sleeved T-shirt, revealing her slender and fair arms, as if she was about to beat her into silence.

"Xiaomei, don't make trouble, that matter really has nothing to do with Cheng Mo, I know it's not him." Hearing the quarrel in the living room, Shen Youyi opened the glass door, and stood at the door of the kitchen with a spatula and said to Gao Yuemei.

Gao Yuemei looked back at Shen Youyi, a little dissatisfied, "You still speak for him. He himself admitted it was him!"

"I know, don't worry about this matter, I called you here for other things."

"Aren't you still thinking about changing the heart of this wolf-hearted boy?" Gao Yuemei said with a frown.

Shen Youyi nodded, "I'll cook first, and I'll talk about it later."

Gao Yuemei looked down at the expressionless Cheng Mo who was sitting on the sofa, and bluffed to scare Cheng Mo: "Hurry up and tell the truth, did you do this? If you did, I don't care about Mr. Shen." No matter how you say it, I won’t help you.”

Cheng Mo looked up at Gao Yuemei, "Thank you, high school doctor, after a while, I plan to go to the United States for surgery"

(End of this chapter)