Mu Hengshi was a man of action. He thought about it that night, and then he did it. When Mu Hengshi was about to go to school, Song Qingmo went to join him as usual. But when Song Qingmo arrived, Mu Hengshi had already left. He rode his bicycle, wondering what had happened? Why did that guy leave first again?
For the next few days, Mu Hengshi seemed to be deliberately avoiding Song Qingmo. He'd walk away the moment he saw him, his aloofness evident. Even when he did want to speak to him, he'd stay three meters away. Song Qingmo had been off his game for the past few days, and Mu Hengshi was consumed by these three burning questions: "What happened again?" "What had I done to offend him?" "Why is he like this again?"
He wanted to explain to Mu Hengshi that he had painted the painting on his own accord, not secretly. He was not a pervert or a homosexual. He was the straight man Song Qingmo, so please relax. Mu Hengshi just nodded, indicating that he understood.
But Mu Hengshi was still avoiding Song Qingmo. Song Qingmo wondered what he had understood. If he really believed in him, he would do this. He asked Mu Hengshi again, but Mu Hengshi didn't answer. He just said that they should keep some distance from each other in the future. This made Song Qingmo completely confused. He had no idea what Mu Hengshi meant.
This situation continued until the high school entrance examination. When the examination came as scheduled, Song Qingmo was actually still very excited. After all, the first major test in his life was right before his eyes. He walked into the examination room with full confidence.
This exam was naturally easy for Song Qingmo, but in order to surpass Mu Heng, he still took it seriously. The questions really didn't stump him. After answering the questions, Song Qingmo put down his pen and waited confidently for the papers to be collected.
He wanted to ask Mu Hengshi how he did in the exam later. When the bell rang for the end of the exam, Song Qingmo hurriedly packed up and went out. Mu Hengshi was not in the same exam room as him. He wanted to block him outside the exam room, but when he walked out of the exam room, the Rolls-Royce was nowhere to be seen. "Huh, it ran away again. It's still avoiding me." Song Qingmo stomped his feet, his face flushed with anger.
"Hey, look who this is, Song Xueba, what's wrong, Mu Xueshen is ignoring you again, I wonder why you are doing this? Do you want to think about what I said that day?" When Xu Feng saw Song Qingmo standing alone outside the examination room, combined with Mu Hengshi's attitude towards Song Qingmo in the past few days, he knew what had happened again.
"Hmph, what's this got to do with you? Master Xu, you're so free, and you want to meddle in Mu Hengshi and me? You should take care of yourself first. You're not good at studying, and you have a wild life. You have so many brothers and sisters watching you. I'm afraid you don't want the position of heir to the Xu family anymore. I advise you not to set your sights on me. I'm not a good person to get along with either." Song Qingmo's aura was fully on display, and his eyes were as cold as ice in October, making people shiver in their hearts. Song Qingmo naturally knew what Xu Fengyi thought of him. He was lazy, but not blind.
As the only child of the Song family, Song Qingmo has lived under the protection of his parents since childhood, but he is not a pushover. When he's free, he often hangs out at the company, learning to take over his father's business. Despite his young age, he has a good business acumen. And while Song Qingmo may seem well-behaved at ordinary times, he can be quite reserved when he's quiet.
He also particularly loved gossip, so he begged his father to tell Song Qingmo all the gossip he knew about the wealthy families. As a result, he now knew the status of each of the wealthy families like the back of his hand. Because of this, he had long understood the fickleness of the world. He no longer believed in the existence of true love. He only trusted his parents, and everyone else was just a passing figure in his life, not worth his nostalgia.
He himself wasn't really looking forward to life; he was just doing it for his parents. He always pretended to be very interested in new things. But if something really happened, others might cry and make a fuss, but he wouldn't feel a single ripple in his heart. Song Qingmo had known about his symptoms for a long time, but he didn't tell anyone, fearing that others would think he was a monster.
Even Mu Hengshi was the same. He simply had no friends as a child, and suddenly saw a very good-looking boy, so he wanted to get close to him. He really needed a friend to be with him, after all, life like this was too lonely. And Mu Hengshi, he instinctively felt that he and he were of the same kind. Sharing the same loneliness, he wanted to do his best to help, so that Mu Hengshi would no longer be alone like him. He himself was emotionally deprived and had become cold-hearted, but that was fine. I thought that if he could save a fellow human being, he was a fellow human being. And Mu Hengshi happened to be his friend.
It wasn't like he just met someone he was interested in, that was all. After all, Song Qingmo believed that time would tell. All the people he truly recognized in his heart must have lived with him since childhood, or at least had to have been with him for more than ten years before they could truly live in his heart.
He felt that he and Mu Hengshi had known each other for decades, and it was a pity that they could no longer be friends. He felt that they still had to salvage the relationship.
He glanced at Xu Fengyi lightly, who was shocked. He also knew that his current performance was too different from his usual performance, so he ignored Xu Fengyi and rode away on his bicycle.
Xu Fengyi had never expected that Song Qingmo, who was usually so well-behaved, could be so terrifying when he got angry. He also threatened people easily without any hesitation. However, this kind of Song Qingmo made him like him even more. After all, not many people would be patient with a pet that was always well-behaved. Such a contrast was the best.
The people around him also saw this side of Song Qingmo, and immediately thought about whether they would be retaliated by him for mocking him. He was only a 16-year-old boy, but he gave them the impression that he was a business elite in his 20s.
For the remaining two days, Song Qingmo did not go to see Mu Hengshi again. He wanted to finish the high school entrance examination quietly and then resolve the misunderstanding between him and Mu Hengshi.
On the day after the high school entrance exam, the school held a lavish graduation party for Song Qingmo and his family. Rather than calling it a graduation party, it was more like a gathering for the wealthy families to network and foster relationships among the younger generation. Therefore, every family attached great importance to the event. Many invested in the party and dressed their children up in their finery. Some sought access to higher resources, while others hoped to snag outstanding children from other families early on and potentially form business alliances.
Song Qingmo naturally knew the significance of this banquet, but he didn't want to go. So he made an excuse to Song Song's mother, saying that he had a stomachache and couldn't attend the evening party, so they helped him postpone it.
Song's parents couldn't help their son's negative attitude. This party was like the foxes in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, with everyone and their own thoughts. Even if they didn't want to go, they had to give him face. Since their son wasn't enthusiastic, it would only make the parents tired.
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