Stardust in the Moonlight: Little Wildcat, Don't Try to Run Away

We were both quiet for a while.

I thought for a long time but still had no idea what to say. I sat back in my chair.

I picked up the paintbrush and looked at the picture on my drawing board. It was still messy and not a complete painting.

My eyes suddenly felt a little sore, I sighed and put down the paintbrush.

"Come on, I'll go back with you." I stood up and turned to leave.

Mo Chen held me back.

I looked up at him, waiting for him to speak.

"I won't ask you anymore." Mo Chen looked at me calmly.

"This scenery is pretty good. I also want to take a break for two days, you can continue painting."

"Come here, Mo Chen, there are chairs here, you two can sit down and chat. You haven't seen Rongyue paint yet, she becomes a different person when she holds a pen!" The senior student smiled and brought a chair to Mo Chen.

"Indeed, I've seen it once." Mo Chen also smiled, took the chair and placed it next to mine.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, please sit down." The senior walked away.

I glanced at Mo Chen who had already sat down. He raised his chin towards my drawing board and said, "Go and draw. I won't disturb you."

After that, Mo Chen just sat quietly beside me.

I felt that he was sometimes looking at me, and sometimes looking at the surrounding scenery, but fortunately he didn't say anything else. I just didn't understand why he came to see me. Why bother?

After I painted the general tone, I stood up and looked into the distance. My habit is to take a break after painting the general tone.

I looked at the students in the distance, and saw that the main colors had already been laid out on the drawing boards.

"I'll go take a look at the students' paintings." I looked at Mo Chen.

"Go ahead." Mo Chen leaned lazily on the chair and stretched his legs. This chair might not be very friendly to his long legs.

I walked over to the students to see if they needed any help.

The paintings of these dozen or so students are all pretty good. Drawing is a very subjective thing. I have always felt that there is no good or bad. No matter how bad others think your work is, as long as you think it is good, it's fine.

Therefore, I seldom tell students which part of their painting is good or bad. I just teach them if they say they don't know how to draw a certain part.

"Sister Yue!" Wenxuan called me.

I walked over to Wenxuan and Xingyu.

"Sister Yue, who is the man sitting next to you? He looks familiar..." Wenxuan looked at me.

I was shocked and almost forgot Mo Chen's fame!

“…a friend, everyone thinks he has a celebrity face!” I said casually.

"Sister Yue! You don't know how to draw a tree, so please draw a few strokes for me!" Xingyu looked at me with a smile.

I looked at Xingyu and Wenxuan’s paintings. They both drew very well. How could they not know how to draw!

"You draw very well! What's there that you can't draw? Just draw it yourself!" I glared at Xingyu.

Xingyu stuck out his tongue at Wenxuan, and they both laughed.

I looked back at Mo Chen in the distance. He was still sitting quietly on the chair, with his head down as if he was asleep, his hair blocking his eyes. His outfit today was different from usual, making him feel completely different from usual, much softer and warmer.

Mo Chen's arms were casually folded across his chest. He raised one hand and waved it, probably to drive away insects, but he still kept his head down and fell asleep.

I went back to the tent, took out a piece of my clothing, sprayed it with insect repellent, and walked back to Mo Chen.

He was still sleeping with his head down, and I didn't have the heart to wake him up. I brushed off the little bugs on his body and gently covered him with clothes, not to keep him warm, but to keep the bugs away, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep well.

I sat on my chair and took a look at my painting! I turned around and looked at Mo Chen who was still sleeping. I raised my foot and kicked Mo Chen's chair.

As a result, Mo Chen and the chair fell to the ground at the same time. Mo Chen was half asleep. He sat up suddenly and looked at me, as if he was about to get angry with me.

"Why did you mess up my painting like this!" I held up my drawing board to show Mo Chen!

The colors on my painting were changed for no apparent reason! It's totally unrecognizable! It must have been him!

Mo Chen looked at me, the fire in his eyes went out, then he looked at my painting and fiddled with his hair.

"I'm asking you a question! Why are you touching my painting?"

"What's wrong! It's obvious that you used the wrong color! What's wrong with me changing it for you!" Mo Chen was sitting on the ground, he actually raised his head and looked at me proudly, as if it was a matter of course!

I almost died of anger when I heard what he said! What do you mean he should change it for me? It's not his turn!

I pointed to a streak of red in the middle of the lake and said, "I ask you, where does this red come from? How can there be such red in that lake?" I questioned Mo Chen angrily.

Mo Chen glanced at the lake.

"Fish. Aren't there fish in the lake? Aren't goldfish and carp red?" Mo Chen said casually.

"There are red goldfish in your lake! Your carp is floating on the surface of the lake! Is it dead? Are you stupid?"

Mo Chen suddenly looked at me with sharp eyes. He must have been angry because of my scolding.

"Rongyue, what's wrong with you guys? I heard your voice from far away. Why is Mo Chen sitting on the ground?" The senior came over and helped Mo Chen up his chair.

Mo Chen stood up and sat on the chair, frowning and panting.

He still has the nerve to be angry!

"He changed my painting!" I threw the drawing board on the easel.

"You didn't draw it right!" Mo Chen looked at me.

We both glared at each other angrily.

"Let me see, this is not so bad..." The senior looked at my painting.

I looked at my senior in surprise. He was lying with his eyes open!

"He said this is a goldfish! Or a carp!" I pointed at the red dot on the painting!

“…Ah?” The senior was also surprised for a moment, then smiled and said, “Well, it might be true! Maybe it just happened to jump out…”

"Senior! There are no goldfish in the lake!" I was so angry that I almost died!

"You just can't draw a goldfish." Mo Chen looked at me straight, then he curled the corners of his mouth.

"Who said I can't draw goldfish!" I looked at Mo Chen angrily, wanting to tear his smile apart.

"Then you draw! Why are you wasting your time talking!" Mo Chen glanced at my painting.

"Just draw! Who's afraid of who?" I picked up the pen and looked at the painting in front of me. Something was wrong! How did it get to the point of whether I could draw a goldfish?

I heard two people laughing, I turned to look at Mo Chen and the senior, these two people were actually laughing unscrupulously beside me!

"Your IQ is a flaw." The senior student smiled and said, "Mo Chen, why don't you help me prepare the food for the barbecue tonight... so that Rongyue can draw the goldfish well..."

Mo Chen smiled and looked at me for a while, then he stood up and put my clothes on his back, and left with the senior.

It's really strange, this guy actually went to work with the senior! Can he do it! What! I'm so angry!

I came to my senses and picked up a pen to fix my painting!

I gave up on the lake and started painting the scenery around it, because Mo Chen's painting of the lake in red really gave me a headache.

When the painting was almost finished, I was worrying about how to change the lake. Then a miracle happened. The evening clouds burned up in the sky, and the lake was reflected in orange and light purple. It was very beautiful.

I quickly picked up a pen to record this beautiful scenery. The color of the lake seemed to be changing every moment!

By the time I finished painting, it was getting dark. When I came to my senses, I found that everyone was happily gathering around the barbecue grill, grilling and eating.

I looked towards the crowd, looking for that familiar figure. I firmly believed that he was the center of attention wherever he went.

Sure enough, Mo Chen sat in the middle of everyone, smiling and chatting with everyone. He was no longer as cold as usual, like a warm older brother. I saw him like this at my grandma's house... He was a completely different person...

I saw Mo Chen in a trance. Mo Chen's eyes met mine. I was stunned for a moment, put down my pen, stood up and walked towards them.

Xingyu saw me and said, "Sister Yue! You finally finished the painting! Come over and have something to eat! It's really interesting to listen to my brother-in-law talk about his study abroad experience!"

Brother-in-law?! I looked at Mo Chen in surprise. Talking about studying abroad? What's there to talk about! What can a young man's life be like? Luxury cars, beauties and money? What's so interesting about that!

Sister Wen Ya handed me some food and I sat in the crowd.

Mo Chen did not stop just because I came, but answered the students' questions. The students were very interested in Mo Chen, who had returned from overseas, and kept asking what life was like abroad.

Mo Chen also patiently told them about his years abroad.

I ate and listened carefully to what Mo Chen said. Then I realized that the years he spent studying abroad were not the glamorous life I had imagined.

He has to worry about graduation and is busy dealing with various crises in the company. His life is even harder than ours...

I have the impression that although my university life was not satisfactory, my classmates seemed to be living happily.

At that time, Mo Chen was trying hard to live abroad... Is that really the case? Did he also have times of difficulty and stress?

I looked at Mo Chen, who was sitting by the campfire, smiling and talking about his life abroad. He was calm, gentle and genuine.

For the first time, I felt that he was close to us like an ordinary person, and he had the same troubles as us...

Sometimes Mo Chen would tell some jokes caused by different cultural backgrounds. The buddy he was talking about who was being silly with him should be Li Xin.

I couldn't help laughing, Mo Chen just had this kind of charm, everyone was attracted by him as soon as he spoke...

It got dark very quickly, and the forest was dark in an instant. Only our campfire was still brightly lit, but it was only bright enough to illuminate our circle.

The rest of the place is like being stained with ink, very dark...

In this kind of atmosphere, the most suitable thing to do is of course to tell ghost stories. I don’t know who started it, but everyone started telling stories of supernatural things they heard or encountered themselves.

During the period, several students mentioned our application. Surprisingly, everyone knew about this product. They said that they usually see some supernatural things on it, and some of them are really scary!

I couldn't help but laugh. These kids are still too naive! There is no real story on that platform! Most of them are made up, and there is nothing new in them. Most of them are about ghosts pressing on the bed, female ghosts in white, female ghosts in red, black and white impermanence, this fairy and that fairy. They are all fake.

Anyway, I have seen it several times when I turned into a cat. It was also a blurry figure, but it could not do anything and just wandered around in the same place for a while, sometimes for a while and sometimes for a few days before disappearing.

I think it might be that it is reluctant to leave or something, but I have never seen them coming out to scare people for no reason as they say. Could it be that ghosts are just idle?

"Have you noticed the posts looking for people?"

My thoughts were brought back to reality by a classmate's voice, and I looked at the classmate who was speaking.