Mu Hengshi has been guarding the door these days, and Song Qingmo couldn't hide it no matter how hard he tried. He was always there on time, rain or shine. Others who didn't know the truth thought his family owed Mu Hengshi a lot of money.
Just one day, when Song's mother and her family opened the door, they were startled by someone standing at the door. Mu Hengshi quickly straightened his clothes and greeted them with a normal expression.
Song's mother and the others didn't understand why Mu Hengshi was here, but they were certain that they had nothing to do with him. They both turned their gazes to Song Qingmo. Song Qingmo cried out that it was unfair, that this was solely Mu Hengshi's personal act, and that he was also a victim.
He closed the door in front of Mu Hengshi again. Song's mother and the others were unhappy. "Xiao Mo, he came here from afar when he was young. If you treat him like this, it will make us look uncultured. After all, we have been neighbors for many years. Let him come in and sit for a while." Song's mother said.
Song Qingmo felt a lump in his throat. It didn't matter if he said it or not. He rolled his eyes in his heart. Mu Hengshi was not a neighbor at all. He was clearly an enemy with a deep blood feud.
"I don't care. My family is on the same side with me. Mu Hengshi has no good intentions. We can't open the door."
Song Qingmo stood in front of the door with his hands outstretched, refusing to budge. He stared at them intently, and there was nothing Song's father and the others could do.
"Then you can't go too far. Explain it to Xiaoshi and let him go back."
"I know, I know." Song Qingmo listened to his mother's nagging while pushing the two elders back to the house. The weather is hot, don't get heatstroke, it's not worth it.
In fact, the sky has been occupied by dark clouds, and the sunlight has long been unable to penetrate the clouds. From time to time, roaring sounds can be heard in the distance. Judging from the situation, it is about to rain.
Thinking back to Mu Heng, the grudge between them was over. Song Qingmo decided to talk to this guy and tell him that it was going to rain soon and to stay away from his door. He would not be soft-hearted anyway. Using the self-torture trick was useless.
"Mu Hengshi, please go. It's going to rain soon. I won't open the door, so it's useless for you to stand there any longer."
Mu Heng didn't feel sad when he heard Song Qingmo's words. His emotions were mixed with a touch of sweetness and bitterness. It was good enough that he was willing to pay attention to him. He didn't want more. Through the crack in the door, he vaguely saw the figure of the man. He placed his hand on the door and said softly, "I know. I'll hide from the rain. The car is not far away."
Song Qingmo felt the familiarity and doting in Mu Heng's tone, which stimulated his brain. Who could he be so familiar with? "Get away, and don't talk to me in that tone. I'm not related to you."
Song Qingmo was really angry. Did Mu Hengshi listen to him? His constant teasing would only annoy him. Moreover, Mu Hengshi was impossible to him. Who would like a crazy idiot?
His temples were throbbing, and Song Qingmo opened the door while suppressing his anger.
After being scolded, Mu Hengshi was in a daze and was about to leave, but unexpectedly Song Qingmo opened the door. He immediately became energetic, with stars in his eyes, and the joy in his eyes was almost overflowing.
"Stop, let's talk."
Song Qingmo was shocked by his own reckless behavior, but he thought he could take this opportunity to understand what was going on in Mu Heng's mind. He never thought that his personal charm was that high. Although he also admitted that he was handsome.
They walked one after the other, with Song Qingmo in the front. The air was parched and hot in the dog days of summer, and the cloud cover made the underground environment resemble a steamer. When they reached the car, Song Qingmo stopped moving. He turned his head and looked around. No one was around. Yeah, okay. He nodded.
Mu Hengshi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he saw him checking for threats. Was he so afraid that others would misunderstand that they had a relationship?
The rural folks had the ability to predict when rain was coming, so they would stop what they were doing and return home to reflect. The ridges of the fields suddenly became empty, leaving only Mu Xingshi and his companions outside. "Mu Hengshi, think about it. You're a well-known and influential young man from a wealthy family in Beijing. You have the face, the money, the power. You can have any type of man you want. Why do you keep staring at me? It's been two lifetimes. Aren't you tired?" Song Qingmo said all the above from the bottom of his heart. Mu Hengshi had the capital. He raised his head and looked directly at Mu Hengshi, his eyes looking as if he wanted to see through him.
He didn't understand. He knew nothing about Mu Hengshi, and of course, he didn't want to know. He continued to express his doubts: "Could it be that I've been pestering you since we were little, and you've misunderstood me... You used to look down on me, and now that I'm not clinging to you anymore, the Mu family's young master is unhappy. But there's no need to keep pestering me. You hurt our family before because of Wen Zhiling. Although the system told me the reason, I really don't know why you've fallen so deeply in love with me."
Song Qingmo spoke in a disjointed and disorganized manner, saying whatever came to his mind.
Mu Hengshi listened to him quietly, neither refuting nor agreeing. Those involved are often confused, while those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly. But when they were both reborn and looked back from the perspective of bystanders, Song Qingmo still couldn't see where Mu Hengshi's love for him was reflected.
Mu Hengshi smiled. He knew exactly why he fell in love with Song Qingmo, the crybaby and troublemaker. But all his thoughts boiled down to one sentence: "Maybe it was fate. Fate made me love you, and in the end, I fell in love with you too."
"Heh, heh..." Song Qingmo was speechless. This guy was being mysterious again. Even after experiencing rebirth, he still believed that my fate was in my own hands.
"Song Qingmo, I like you, no matter what the reason. You may be confusing and annoying, but I don't have time. I want to see you more." Although there was a bit of toughness in his words, Mu Hengshi's words were sincere.
Song Qingmo was confused. What did he mean by he had no time?
"You--" Song Qingmo's words stopped abruptly. What did he want to do just now? To care about Mu Heng?
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