The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

When the drawstring was pulled, Shi Qianqiu already knew what Chen Jingmo was going to do. He bent down to pick Chen Jingmo up, but Chen Jingmo moved quickly and held on tightly. "I told you not to dodge. Do you want to see me cry?"

"My arm hurts from falling today, and I cried for a long time. I don't want to cry anymore."

"Please feel sorry for me."

Shi Qianqiu said, "My darling--↓".

"..."

That's so rude.

Summer nights are always short; it's dawn as soon as you open your eyes. So Chen Jingmo cherishes every moment. He makes the most of every second, bowing his head to kiss Shi Qianqiu devoutly. Even if his throat feels itchy for a moment, as long as he sees Shi Qianqiu's fingers gripping the sofa and hears his hoarse, magnetic breathing, he feels that everything is worthwhile.

Later, Chen Jingmo sat on Shi Qianqiu's lap, and they kissed, kissing and kissing. When they got tired, they would rest for a while. The tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes were all sucked away by Shi Qianqiu. He said that Chen Jingmo was a little crybaby and had even cried the sofa.

Chen Jingmo: ...Good mouth.

Later, even when it was very late, Chen Jingmo was still practicing kneeling meditation to strengthen his body.

"Sweetie, you should go to sleep, uh."

"I don't want to sleep. Can I skip class tomorrow?" Chen Jingmo said. "I don't want to go to class tomorrow."

Shi Qianqiu patted his head, "If you don't want to go, then don't. I'll tell the principal, and you can have class at home tomorrow."

Three o'clock in the morning.

Shi Qianqiu held Chen Jingmo as they fell asleep.

Half an hour later, Chen Jingmo removed the two bracelets and left without taking anything with him.

The air was a bit cool, making Chen Jingmo's nose sting. He had a lot of resentment towards Chen Yunting in his heart, but in the end, it was all shattered by the question, "Are you trying to destroy him?"

I really don't understand.

Why can't we be together?

Who the hell did it bother?

After hailing a taxi, Chen Jingmo put his phone on airplane mode and went back to his home. The dolls there were all covered in dust. He lifted the bedspread, turned on the air conditioner, covered himself with a thin blanket, and started to sleep.

On the other side, Shi Qianqiu woke up and didn't see Chen Jingmo. He started calling him, but the calls were all out of service. The two bracelets on the bedside table made him extremely anxious. He sent Chen Jingmo a WeChat message and finally checked his location, but the last place he appeared was at the entrance of the community.

He calmed down and analyzed Chen Jingmo's strange behavior yesterday, then called Chen Yunting.

When Chen Yunting saw that it was Shi Qianqiu, his anger surged. He wanted to say, "I raised you all these years, and you mess with my son?" But then he remembered that it was Chen Jingmo who threatened Shi Qianqiu, and his anger subsided a little. The phone was still ringing, so he answered it.

"Uncle Chen, have you seen Momo?"

"What? He broke up with you?" Chen Yunting had been holding back for a long time, but he couldn't control his temper any longer. He spoke as if he had taken a tantrum, "He threatened you to date him, and you actually dated him? How come you have no self-respect at all?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Qianqiu replied without hesitation, "I threatened him. Do you know where he is now?"

Chen Yunting became even angrier. "Who threatened you, him or you? You're lying to me, aren't you?"

"No, it was me who threatened him. I will come to apologize to you. Where is he now—"

"I don't know!" Chen Yunting said. "Playing the disappearing act won't work on me. Even if he dies out there, it has nothing to do with me! I'll repeat what I told him yesterday: you two absolutely cannot be together. I can't let him ruin you! Otherwise, hold a press conference. I'll lose face first!"

Shi Qianqiu gripped her phone tightly. "Uncle Chen, there's no question of one of us ruining the other, and he certainly won't ruin me—"

Snapped.

Chen Yunting hung up the phone.

Shi Qianqiu contacted Zhao Han, asking him to take people to the street shops to pay money to check the surveillance footage and see where Chen Jingmo last appeared. He tried to contact him by phone, but it was no use. Finally, he called the police and gave them the license plate numbers of Chen Jingmo's two cars.

Police searched for two hours before finally pinpointing the location.

Shi Qianqiu rushed over without stopping. There was no elevator, and the stairwell was very narrow for him. He didn't know which floor Chen Jingmo lived on, so he could only ask each floor. Finally, he stopped on the fourth floor to the left and knocked on the door.

Knock knock.

Knock knock knock.

Tap tap tap tap tap.

Chen Jingmo was still asleep, or perhaps because he had drunk too much last night and was sleeping soundly, he did not hear the knocking outside, which instead prompted the neighbor across the hall to open their door.

Who are you looking for?

Shi Qianqiu paused, looked at the old woman, nodded apologetically, showed her the photo, and asked if there was anyone across from her.

The old man looked at Shi Qianqiu's expensive suit with suspicion. "What's your relationship?"

"I... am his older brother."

"How is that possible? He's been living here for two years, how come I didn't know he had an older brother?"

Shi Qianqiu's throat suddenly tightened. "Two years?"

"Anyway, I moved here two years ago, and he was already living here then. Are you really his brother? I've never seen you before."

Shi Qianqiu said softly, "I went abroad."

"So, you're taking him home?"

"Yes," Shi Qianqiu asked, "Did you see him this morning?"

"I didn't see it, but I heard the door open around three or four o'clock..."

Shi Qianqiu said he would stand here and wait for Chen Jingmo. The old man said it was hot and asked him to come to his house. Shi Qianqiu hesitated for a few seconds, then went in with her and asked Chen Jingmo how he had been doing for the past two years since he moved in.

The old man said, "That child is kind-hearted and clever; he even managed to fix my electric scooter when it broke down..."

She talked a lot, and Shi Qianqiu listened quietly. About half an hour later, she glanced at the time; it was already eleven o'clock. She knocked on the door again, and this time there was a response, "Who is it?"

Chen Jingmo's voice was terribly hoarse. He came out of the bedroom to the kitchen, took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, and then there was another knock on the door. Frowning in annoyance, he said, "I'm not buying insurance, get out!"

"Sweetie, it's me. Can you open the door?"

Chen Jingmo froze, completely bewildered. He had no idea why Shi Qianqiu would be here. He choked on his water, wiped it haphazardly with the back of his hand, screwed on the bottle cap, and walked to the door to lock all three locks.

She wanted to use an indifferent tone to cover up her true feelings, and casually tell Shi Qianqiu to leave, but before she could open her mouth, water splashed onto the back of her hand. She wanted to say something harsh, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. In just a few seconds, her hand started trembling uncontrollably. "This is bad."

"Can you come back with me?"

"Can't."

"Let's not worry about Uncle Chen anymore. Let him do whatever he wants. I won't give up on you, and you shouldn't give up on him either—"

"Shi Qianqiu, you should leave. Don't come looking for me. Let's end this absurdity here."

Shi Qianqiu asked hoarsely, "What do you mean by absurd?"

"That's absurd."