An Unfinished Divorce Feast

Chapter 42 Quit, Quit Forever
By the time I got out of the shower after washing my hair, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

But thinking of what Fang Ziyu asked her to do today, the exhausted Su Mo didn't feel sleepy at all.

He dug out a computer and a folder that he hadn't touched for a while, and opened it.

Although it has been two years without work, Su Mo will record it as soon as possible whenever he has inspiration and good ideas during these two years.

If she has time, she will hand-draw her inspiration and ideas at the time to draw design drawings.

After two years, she really recorded a lot of good ideas and drew dozens of manuscripts.

After carefully reading all the manuscripts, combined with the words recorded by the inspiration at that time, Su Mo finally chose a necklace manuscript designed according to the Bana flower.

According to Buddhist scriptures, the Bana flower blooms for 1000 years and falls for 1000 years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet.Love is not causal, edge destined to death.

At that time, he designed this manuscript because he knew that Gu Shaoyan had a woman outside.

Thinking of the mirror of his heart when he drew this manuscript, Su Mo's heart couldn't help being stabbed hard by the needle.

Painful, but not sad at all.

It really shouldn't be given to Fang Ziyu to refer to such a drawing with such a sad story, but Su Mo really thinks this design is too beautiful and special.

After hesitating for a while, Su Mo decided to slightly modify the drawing, so that the design style of the entire necklace would change.

Finding out the pen and paper, Su Mo made revisions bit by bit according to the original drawing.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Gu Zecheng, who had finished the video conference with the European branch, turned off the lights and walked out of the study room, took out a cigarette, and just as he took out the lighter to light it, he caught sight of Su Mo from the corner of his eye. The room had no light from the crack of the closed door.

Frowning involuntarily, Gu Zecheng subconsciously walked over.

Damn it, what are you doing up so late.

When Gu Zecheng approached and pushed open the door, all his movements, even his breathing involuntarily slowed down.

The big light in the room was turned off, leaving only a soft yellow desk lamp in front of the small tea table next to the sofa. Under the desk lamp, Su Mo sat on the carpet, with his slender body stretched on the small tea table, his hair like a waterfall of blue hair naturally It hangs down, like a blooming black mandala, densely entwining all of Gu Zecheng's sight lines.

On a quiet and peaceful night, Gu Zecheng could clearly feel Su Mo's shallow and steady breathing even if he was just standing at the door.

Damn Su Mo, he actually has a bed and sleeps on the coffee table, his brain is flooded.

Approaching, Gu Zecheng immediately understood what Su Mo was doing when he saw the computer turned on on the sofa, the carpet and the design sketches scattered on the coffee table.

Because of Fang Ziyu's words, Su Mo actually stayed up all night to draw sketches.

The corner of Gu Zecheng's mouth twitched, and an inexplicable arc overflowed.

Picking up a design draft at random, Gu Zecheng was able to calm down and appreciate it.

After a while, his eyes fell on Su Mo again, looking at the still pale face under the soft light, Gu Zecheng's tender and caring eyes showed a touch of admiration that he himself did not know .

He has always known that Su Mo has unique inspiration and advantages in jewelry design, but he never thought that the great changes in life not only did not obliterate Su Mo's inspiration and interest in jewelry design, but made her designs more ingenious and unique. .

Putting down the artwork in his hand, Gu Zecheng played with the cigarette on his fingertips and looked at Su Mo quietly. When his gaze stayed on the round, white and tender figure under her loose nightgown, his clear eyes quickly became hot, and his body also felt hot. Changes followed quickly.

His eyes gradually narrowed slightly, and the cigarette at his fingertips was pinched into an unknown number of segments.

Involuntarily leaning over, lips dropped.

But just a second before he was about to touch Su Mo, Gu Zecheng quickly backed away, and then strode away without stopping for a moment.

To him, Su Mo was the most poisonous poison in the world, and he had already been poisoned too deeply.

The reason why he came back was not because he wanted to die from drug addiction, but because he wanted to quit, quit forever.

(End of this chapter)