Chapter 42

Chen Mo's feet were forced off the ground, and the upper bodies of the two were instantly close. He had no idea how this was done, and his first reaction was quite shocking: "I weigh more than 100 pounds, and you made me look like a weakling so easily."

"Is this the point?" Xi Siyan asked with his eyes lowered.

We were so close that the breath of his voice was within reach.

Chen Mo finally realized that he was a little uncomfortable and moved. "Let go first."

"Where are your shoes?" Xi Siyan did not let go and looked around for him.

Chen Mo rolled his eyes, "Outside the door. If you hadn't pushed me just now, would I have kicked my shoes out?"

"I'm sorry." Xi Siyan's chest vibrated twice, as if he was trying to hold back a smile, "I met someone I didn't want to deal with, so I had no choice but to hide here with you."

Chen Mo thought about the person Yang Shule had just mentioned on the phone, and roughly guessed who the person he didn't want to deal with was.

But since he didn't want to meet her, it was against common sense for him to show up at the Yang family.

Chen Mo asked: "Why are you here?"

"Can't come?" Xi Siyan asked back, "Your family sent an invitation to my parents. They have to deal with family members during the New Year, so they can't come, so they let me come."

That sounds reasonable.

If no one from the Xi family had come in the previous life, Chen Mo would have believed that he made this trip on behalf of his parents for the sake of the friendship between the two families.

But Chen Mo didn't investigate further. He put his hand on Xi Siyan's shoulder and prepared to hop away on one foot to change into another pair of shoes.

I did get my hands up, but didn't have time to jump.

There was a knock on the door from Yang Shule.

"Chen Mo, are you there?"

The voice was cold and stiff, revealing reluctance.

Chen Mo froze in his tracks as he was about to jump away, and replied, "Yes."

"Brother asked you to go down quickly."

Yang Shule said this and wanted to turn around and leave.

Because of a final exam, he was completely embarrassed in front of a bunch of relatives today and didn't want to say a word to Chen Mo. As a result, when he turned around, he suddenly saw the shoes at his feet.

There was only one, and it was overturned.

For some reason, he suddenly had a premonition at that moment.

Stood outside the door for two seconds.

He spoke again: "Chen Mo."

"What's up?"

The sound coming from inside made him sure that Chen Mo was inside the door at this moment.

What kind of situation would make him leave a shoe outside? There was only a door panel between them, but he had no intention of opening the door.

Yang Shule asked directly: "Have you seen Brother Yan?"

When this question came from outside, Chen Mo looked at the person in front of him. At that time, Xi Siyan had already let go of his hand on his waist and leaned against the door, as if waiting for how he would respond.

Chen Mo didn't say anything for a long time, and Xi Siyan hinted him with his mouth: Say I'm not here.

Why? Chen Mo gave him a rather speechless look.

Xi Siyan glanced at him, then suddenly forced him to turn his head, then whispered in his ear, "If I leave now, within half an hour your parents will be able to tell all your relatives and collaborators that Yang Shule and I have a very good personal relationship."

Chen Mo raised his head to avoid the action that inexplicably made him feel a little oppressive, and wondered, "Since you are here, shouldn't you be mentally prepared?"

"Yes." Xi Siyan nodded, "But isn't this person who has a very good personal relationship with you you?"

Chen Mo was simply at a loss as to what to say.

He always felt that today's banquet was a little different, and the two of them were too close to each other. When Chen Mo heard this, he was distracted for a second or two.

Fortunately, he woke up quickly.

He raised his head and said indifferently: "Then beg me."

"Please." Xi Shen's personality was shattered.

Chen Mo couldn't believe it, "How can you be so shameless?"

"Really?" He said calmly: "Everyone will encounter difficulties. Isn't it instinctive to ask for help when encountering difficulties?"

God damn instinct.

At one point, Chen Mo wondered if the person in front of him was possessed by something.

Although he could be so serious and unexpected, it was indeed very Xi Siyan.

The person outside the door didn't know if he heard the rustling noise inside, and the rhythm of knocking on the door suddenly became faster, a little urgent: "Chen Mo, why don't you say anything? I asked if you saw Xi Siyan, he shouldn't be in your room, right?"

The next second, the door opened a crack with a click.

Chen Mo stuck his head out, expressionless: "I didn't see him, he's not here, anything else?"

"Are you sure?" Yang Shule reached out and tried to look behind him.

Chen Mo grabbed the door frame with one hand, tilted his head and smiled: "Hey, what's up? Aren't you going a little too far by looking like you're catching someone cheating?"

Yang Shule was choked, "You are so outspoken!"

"Thank you." Chen Mo said, "I just like to talk nonsense. Xi Siyan is right behind me right now. He came to find me specially. We just hugged each other. Do you believe it? Do you want to come in and watch?"

Yang Shule stared blankly for two seconds.

Completely convinced that Xi Siyan was not here, he turned around and left angrily.

Chen Mo squatted down, picked up his other shoe, and jumped back.

He didn't even look at Xi Siyan. He jumped back to the bed, sat down, lifted his knees and put on his shoes, and said, "The man has left. You came here mainly to visit my grandfather, right? He should be entertaining guests on the third floor. If you don't want to be disturbed by others, I suggest you wait half an hour before going up."

After he finished speaking, he realized that Xi Siyan was standing in front of him.

Still laughing, he said, "Didn't you tell me that I came here specially to see you?"

"Come on." Chen Mo put on his shoes, stood up, and patted Xi Siyan on the shoulder. "It's a joke if one person makes it, but it's too much if two people make it together. If I really want to ruin your reputation, I will go to your Xi family's doorstep and commit suicide to apologize."

Xi Siyan raised his eyebrows: "Qingyu?"

"Yeah, didn't you say you don't like men?"

Chen Mo always remembered what Xi Siyan said, and the relationship between Xi Siyan and Yang Shule in the previous life was spread like that. Chen Mo now reasonably suspected that it was Yang Shule who manipulated and directed the whole thing.

But the consequence of doing so is that according to rumors, after Xi Siyan came out, he was forced by his family to move abroad.

Chen Mo asked again: "Are you going to go abroad after you graduate from high school?"

Xi Siyan looked surprised, "Who said that?"

See, that’s exactly why.

Chen Mo sighed and advised: "If you don't plan to go abroad, you really need to stay away from Yang Shule. I'll lend you the room, so stay here for half an hour before coming out."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he opened the door and went out first.

So he also missed the sight of Xi Siyan, behind him, hooking the end of his eyebrows with his index finger, and the awkward expression in his eyes, as if he had shot himself in the foot.

However, this emotion quickly disappeared from Xi Siyan's face.

He answered a phone call.

He was the one who originally assigned to keep an eye on the Yang family's movements.

The other party said, "Master Yan, you asked me to check whether Chen Mo had transferred money to Chen Jianli before. From what I have learned, he never gave money to Chen Jianli except for the money he used to attract Chen Jianli to join the game. There was no case of being threatened or blackmailed."

Xi Siyan stood by the window of Chen Mo's room, pulled open the curtains for him, and nodded.

It was getting darker outside.

However, the daylight was enough for people to see clearly the room Chen Mo was in Yang's house.

The space is large and luxurious, but the first impression is that it is too empty, with almost no extra personal belongings, like a place where people occasionally stay, without any personal traces or feelings.

The person on the phone was still saying, "But I did get something unexpected, so I thought I'd tell you about it."

"What?" Xi Siyan turned his gaze back to the window.

Opposite: "Chen Mo has a lot of money in his personal account. In addition to the living expenses and tuition fees that the Yang family regularly pays him, his own investment and financial management are also quite good and profitable. About two months ago, he gave a large sum of money to a college student."

Xi Siyan frowned: "Who is the other party?"

"He's not a strange person. He seems to be a student whose family is in financial difficulty. The two of them don't have any connection. It may be a simple act of charity."

Whether it is a public welfare act is debatable.

However, since Chen Mo was not blackmailed by Chen Jianli, Xi Siyan stopped the conversation and said, "Don't go too deep into the details concerning his privacy. Let's stop here."

"Okay." The other side responded.

But after all, he is the old man's man.

I can't help but ask a few more questions, "Why are you so concerned about Chen Mo?"

Xi Siyan looked outside, seeing the cold wind blowing on New Year's Eve.

After a long while, he said, "You can understand it as guilt."

I can't tell when this guilt started, but it has existed for a long time.

Recently, he began to think back to the first time he met Chen Mo in that remote mountain village. He never got out of the car from beginning to end. What was the source of this indifference? Did he not know him, was he unfamiliar with him, was he arrogant, was he prejudiced, or was he used to seeing such bloody dramas among the rich? He thought that Chen Mo would be no different.

Whether it's fighting for power or living a miserable life in a wealthy family, what does it have to do with him?

It turns out.

He overestimated himself and underestimated Chen Mo.

He kept asking, what had Chen Mo gone through to become the Chen Mo in front of him now? How much struggle had he gone through in his heart? Would he really not be unwilling to give up everything and compromise with reality?

He couldn't help but pay attention, show partiality, remind, and even interfere.

He had noticed that his initial mood had changed.

The lingering pain is a long-lasting torture, and you need to constantly search for yourself to see what it is. Later, when he was tutoring him, in the Chinese medicine clinic, in Bingyuan Town, and in Chen Mo's outspoken and incomparably frank eyes, he realized that the feeling was heartache.

It's funny.

The only thing Xi Siyan had ever felt sorry for in his life was a stray cat that died under the wheels of a car on the roadside when he was five years old and he didn't have the time to take it home.

Xi Siyan had seen the cat's eyes.

Made of glass, it huddles together, looking like it wants to get close to people but is afraid.

Completely different from Chen Mo.

So Xi Siyan’s heartache was also different.

At five, all he could think about was taking the cat home and hiding it.

At the age of seventeen, he had already learned to stand aside calmly. He also knew that only when the stray cats were extremely cautious and riddled with holes would they be willing to stick their heads out slightly and let down their guard to approach the scheming humans.

Xi Siyan did not stay in Chen Mo's room for the full half hour.

He had indeed received a reminder to come to the Yang family to pay a visit to Old Master Yang, so ten minutes later, he opened the door and went up to the third floor.

No one knows what the old man talked about with him.

All I know is that before the banquet started in the evening, he helped the old man down from upstairs and they seemed to be having a very pleasant conversation.

The downstairs was also quite exciting at this time.

The number of people who came this year was far greater than the number of people who came that year as Chen Mo remembered.

There were relatives as weird as Aunt Chen Mo in the morning, and the Zhou family's polite visit. There were children screaming and running around the hall, and some small company executives sneaked in and handed out business cards everywhere.

It's more than just a mess.

At that time, Chen Mo was leaning against the glass window in the back hall, immersed in this New Year's Eve party that seemed lively but was actually like a farce.

Look at Yang Shule who is able to get the best of both worlds.

Look at Yang Zhi socializing with others in an elite manner.

As soon as Xi Siyan appeared, supporting the old man, the farce suddenly became quiet.

Across the room filled with people toasting each other, Chen Mo faced Xi Siyan, who was standing next to the old man and looked like a young man from the most well-educated family in the upper class.

Leaving the enclosed space of the room, Xi Siyan's aura had already changed, as if he was born superior and difficult to approach. It was hard to imagine that he was still the same person who didn't even blink an eye when asked to beg you not long ago.

Chen Mo blew a loud whistle, which was the best interpretation of the scene in front of him.

As a result, countless people turned back.

Everyone only saw the son that the Yang family had found, who was dressed in a formal suit that was luxurious and low-key, and looked dazzling.

This is what happened after seeing the younger generation of the Xi family.

He looks like a little hooligan no matter how you look at him.