Chapter 26
On that day, many people came to Shengcaotang to get a seat with Mr. Pang.
Amid the voices of various patients who were shouting "It hurts, it hurts," "Be gentle," and "That's enough, don't go on" due to psychological reasons at the very beginning, the youngest apprentice who was busy following the old Chinese doctor discovered a special existence.
The patient was only seventeen or eighteen years old and looked like a student.
I have severe traumatic rheumatic bone pain in my knees.
Mr. Pang said that after the drugs burned the body surface and acupuncture stimulated the meridians, he should be the one with the biggest reaction among all the patients today.
Unfortunately, from beginning to end, his strongest reaction was his hands that were clenched on the armrest with veins slightly bulging.
The fine layer of cold sweat from his forehead to his collarbone accidentally stuck to the waist and abdomen of the person standing behind him when he turned his head. He endured the discomfort for the longest time, and when he looked back, his face had already returned to normal.
The young disciple asked his master curiously, "Isn't that Mr. Xi's grandson? Why is he here?"
"He came here with his classmates."
The young apprentice thought to himself, of course I saw it.
What surprised him was that he seemed to have a good relationship with this classmate, which was inevitably surprising.
After all, the young disciple had followed his master to the Xi family's old house several times. When he met this young man of the new generation of the Xi family, he always stood behind the old man in a shirt with gold patterns, and he didn't look like an ordinary high school student.
He certainly doesn't look like someone who would tolerate others sweating on his clothes.
But the reality is.
People who rub against other people's clothes have no awareness of it.
The person being rubbed doesn't seem to care.
After the end.
"Are you still going to look for Qi Lin and the others?" Chen Mo shook his sweaty hair, stood up, pulled the clothes on his chest and smelled them: "You can't take a shower for the time being after acupuncture, but I have to buy a new set of clothes to change into."
Xi Siyan packed his things and walked behind him.
Flipping through the messages, "They've finished and are going to eat, let's go."
"Where are you going?"
"Aren't you going to buy clothes?"
"Okay, I'll buy you a set. You have such a severe mysophobia, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat dinner."
The ordinary conversation gradually faded away from the entrance of the clinic.
The young apprentice thought to himself, oh, I’m wrong, the person who rubbed against me noticed it, and the person being rubbed really has mysophobia, to the point where I can’t tolerate it.
So naturally, he didn't see the lights on the road outside. The person he couldn't stand in his eyes looked down at himself and said calmly, "No need."
Chen Mo just felt that this person was being unnecessarily polite.
It is said that he was pretending to be graceful at this time.
Chen Mo paused when he touched his clothes, but Xi Siyan didn't dodge, and the swelling and pain were indeed obvious, so Chen Mo just let it go.
Anyway, Chen Mo bought the clothes.
There was a big mall near the clinic. Chen Mofei asked Xi Siyan to try on a long black and white down jacket priced at 3,500 yuan. He fell in love with it at first sight. He even thought the salesgirl was right, saying that it looked better than the model on the mannequin at the door.
The dress was knee-length and very fitted, and her face attracted many young men and women in the store to look at her sideways.
Chen Mo looked around and said, "Not bad. You're going to the competition training anyway. I heard the conditions there are very poor. There's no air conditioning in the dormitory. The weather is getting colder, so it's suitable."
Xi Siyan took off his clothes and put them on his elbows, commenting: "It's too expensive."
"Is it expensive?" Chen Mo thought that any item you took out of your box would probably not be cheaper than this one.
However, Chen Mo soon used practical actions to let Xi Siyan know that he really didn't think it was too expensive.
Chen Mo's way of choosing clothes for himself was very rough.
A bit like some nouveau riche in TV dramas.
The only difference is that he didn't have a young "secretary" with big breasts and a fat buttocks by his side, and he himself didn't have a big belly or a gold necklace as thick as his little finger.
In fact, the employees in the store only saw a tall and thin young man. He was good-looking, like a young master from a wealthy family, but not the kind of playboy who spent money lavishly.
He is choosing seriously.
From one row of shelves to another, he already had more than a dozen items in his hands.
The prices range from a few hundred to several thousand or tens of thousands.
The styles range from casual sports to street hip-hop.
There were all kinds of thicknesses, from spring to winter, and when he checked out, he even picked up two boxes of boxer briefs for himself, one in black and one in gray.
The salesgirl who served him was so happy that her face was about to break from smiling.
Xi Siyan, who had been following him without saying a word, asked him when he finally decided to pay, "What's this new way of shopping? Have you been locked up in school long enough? Are you spending money in revenge?"
"It's my own money anyway." Chen Mo handed him the packed bag, quite lovingly, "Just consider it a thank you gift for your tutoring during this period. Wear it if you want."
Xi Siyan finally reached out to take it, looked at him, nodded and said, "Okay, as long as the young master is happy."
Chen Mo also laughed.
While checking out at the front desk, he leaned over to explain to Xi Siyan, "I'm just too lazy to go shopping. I don't have high standards for clothes, and I don't like online shopping. I'll buy more if I have the chance."
Most of them were sent to school by the store clerks.
Chen Mo picked up a few bags, went to get his hair cut, and went with Xi Siyan to meet up with Qi Lin and the others.
It was a hot pot restaurant. It was dinner time and the place was bustling with activity.
I saw two people coming in with bags.
Qi Lin exclaimed: "Damn, you two went shopping together?"
"I bought it by the way." Chen Mo sat down on one side of the square table.
Bai Cheng and the others came over and rummaged through his bag, and pulled out a colorful shirt. Their expressions were indescribable, "I'm not saying anything bad about you, Master Mo, but are you wearing this?"
"What's wrong with me wearing it?" Chen Mo picked up a mushroom from the clear soup and put it into the bowl.
Qi Lin looked at the man who was leaning on the chair opposite him and looking at his phone, "Old Xi, how did you allow him to have such a messed up aesthetic?"
"Isn't it good?" Xi Siyan looked up from the mobile phone interface and glanced at the shirt.
Chen Mo nodded: "See, he has said it all."
Xi Siyan hummed again, "The price is good, this one is 8800."
There was a brief silence at the table.
Then.
"Fuck! Awesome."
"Beauty and ugliness mean nothing to money. I declare this shirt absolutely beautiful."
"Dad, are you still in need of a son?"
Chen Mo raised his head and smiled, "Son, Dad is rich, not stupid. Your intention to inherit my estate is obvious."
Bai Cheng held his shirt and looked at it back and forth.
"But Brother Mo, this dress isn't appropriate to wear right now."
Chen Mo continued to fish things out of the hot pot, but he couldn't fish out a fish ball for a long time. He gave up and said, "I'll wear it during the New Year."
"New Year's Day?"
Chen Mo looked at the two meatballs that suddenly appeared in his bowl.
As Qi Lin kept shouting, "Old Xi, I want one too!", Chen Mo glanced at Xi Siyan who was still fishing for Qi Lin and replied, "Well, go to the southern hemisphere to sunbathe." He paused again, "It's just a possibility."
I don't know how these words touched the hearts of several boys.
Start complaining about all kinds of things.
"Brother Mo, your hatred is too deep. Can you believe that I have to go to cram school during the Chinese New Year? My mother said that if I don't improve my chemistry grades by the end of the semester, I will have a bad Chinese New Year."
"Ah, what I hate most during the Chinese New Year is visiting relatives. I also want to go sunbathing!!"
"Every Chinese New Year, there are a lot of kids at home. It's so annoying that I can't even play games."
In the steaming heat, Chen Mo listened to their conversations about the New Year, the happy ones, the unhappy ones, the enthusiastic and warm ones.
He would chime in with a few words, like every normal person in the world.
Except for the banquet.
They sat diagonally.
When Chen Mo met Xi Siyan's gaze in the mist, he knew clearly that they both understood each other.
He has been to Yuhuai Village.
The Xi family played the role of searching in this family recognition process.
Therefore, all of Chen Mo's secrets in front of him, except that he was not the real seventeen-year-old Chen Mo, were almost completely exposed.
There was no embarrassment, just a little dazed.
I feel like I can't remember any more memories about this person from my previous life.
They had never sat face to face at such a close distance, nor had they slept in the same dormitory with their heads touching at night. It was impossible for them to go shopping together, and it was even more impossible for her to buy clothes for him.
Why did they come closer? Chen Mo couldn't even remember the specific reason.
"Why are you looking at me?" Xi Siyan, who was standing opposite him, looked straight through the scalding heat and landed on his face. He finally said, "It's no use looking at me. If you want your stomach to be red, you can't touch the things in the soup."
Chen Mo supported his head and suddenly laughed.
He thought, what does it matter if he can’t remember?
How long can such scenes and days last? Youth is short, and it is rare to meet a group of people you don’t hate.
After dinner, I came out of the store.
It's already ten o'clock in the evening.
Xi Siyan was making a phone call on the side of the road. Qi Lin and the others were discussing whether to stay out or go back to the dormitory that night. Chen Mo was flipping through his phone and saw, in addition to today's spending text messages, there was also a reminder of the transfer that was made five hours ago.
The phone suddenly vibrates.
It's an unfamiliar number.
"Hello." Chen Mo picked up the phone.
The other side didn't speak.
Chen Mo was not in a hurry to hang up.
After about five seconds, "Xiao Mo."
It was Li Yunru's voice.
As if afraid that he would hang up, the other party immediately said: "I, I'm not calling you to find you for anything, I just want to remind you that your father, no, Chen Jianli has recently arrived in Suicheng, and I'm afraid he will cause trouble for you again, so you should be careful. You...if you have no other choice, tell the Yang family, they will definitely handle it."
Chen Mo walked a few steps to the left and stood in front of a brightly lit 24-hour convenience store.
He put his hands in his pockets, looking at his blurry reflection on the glass door, and said in a nonchalant tone, as if he was happy, "You care about me?"
The other party was stunned again.
Then he stammered, "Xiao Mo, if you don't mind, remind the kid too. He may have never seen someone like Chen Jianli, and he might be scared."
"No." Chen Mo said, "He has bodyguards following him."
"Is that so?" The other party breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
After saying that, he seemed to feel that it was too obvious and asked, "Xiao Mo, how have you been recently? I know I don't have the face to call you, and I am not qualified to care about you, I..."
"You miss your son, right?" Chen Mo suddenly interrupted her.
The other party didn't say anything for a while, but Chen Mo didn't care. He continued, "I understand. You can see him when you turn on the TV at home next Wednesday."
Chen Mo hung up the phone without waiting for a response from the other end.
When he turned around, he found Xi Siyan not far away looking at him.
He came over.
"Who's calling?" he asked.
Chen Mo didn't care: "My adoptive mother, Li Yunru."
Xi Siyan frowned subconsciously, and thinking of the news he had just heard on the phone, he suddenly asked: "The person you chased this afternoon was Chen Jianli?"
Chen Mo was stunned. "Aren't you a high school student? How can you know this?"
Xi Siyan stared at his face and glared, "You are also a high school student, and you dare to team up with reporters to manipulate public opinion?"
For the first time, Chen Mo clearly felt the speed and ability of the Xi family to obtain information.
"How can I have that ability?" Chen Mo said with his eyes bent, "He, Chen Jianli, came to me and wanted to blackmail me. Since you asked me that, you should know that I just gave some money to one or two mediocre gossip media to say a few good things about me to protect myself. After all, the Yang family cares more about your childhood sweetheart, Brother Yan, I have no choice."
Xi Siyan's eyes roamed over his face, trying to find evidence that he was serious.
The result is that all that can be seen is carelessness.
Sincerity seems to be separated by a layer of fog. No one can know what the scene looks like behind the fog that he created with his sincerity.
Xi Siyan said: "I said it's not a green plum."
"Oh." Chen Mo opened his mouth, "How ruthless."
Just then, Qi Lin and the others were shouting.
Chen Mo responded, "Coming."
Lift your foot to walk away.
After taking two steps, he was pulled back. Xi Siyan reminded him, "Chen Mo, don't mess around."
"You're overthinking." Chen Mo shook the bag of cassia seed tea that the hot pot restaurant had just given him. "I'm just a good student who cultivates his character and only cares about eating and sleeping. I'm a 17-year-old minor who ranks ninth in the grade. Do you think I'm messing around?"
Chen Mo glanced at the person in front of him.
"Oh yeah, I'm still gay, is harassing male classmates considered promiscuity?"
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