People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

Jiang Mo shrugged, as if he was a little helpless about the Boshi Society's tradition of holding meetings all the time.

Heita looked at him suspiciously, as if he was skeptical about the "incidentally" part of his words.

But she didn't say much. After all... she really felt that there was nothing wrong with being Jiang Mo's "changing doll".

Anyway, no matter what, no matter how I dress, it's for him alone.

Thinking of this, the strange feeling in Heita's heart faded a little, but soon... she realized a new problem.

Jiang Mo just said "stay with her for a while longer", not "stay with her forever"...

Although it was not known whether he said it casually, for Heita, who was thinking of "tying Jiang Mo to her side forever", these words were enough to make her feel uneasy.

Thinking of this, she raised her head slightly and looked up and down at the man in front of her who was still smiling at her. She seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say a word.

It feels like the words are on the tip of my tongue, but I can't say them at all because of emotions or other reasons.

As for Heita... he didn't know how to start the conversation.

"Heita? Are you okay? Why have you been so dazed since just now?"

Jiang Mo stretched out his hand and waved it gently in front of her, looking at the girl in front of him with some concern.

"...Huh? I'm fine, just thinking about something..."

Heita pursed her lips. She was really... annoyed with her current situation.

The answer is clearly in front of me, and I can get it by just saying a certain sentence, but why...

Why can’t I say it?

As long as she said this, she wouldn't have to worry about her expectations being dashed, or about once again falling into that state of "loneliness" where she used academic problems to numb herself...

Thinking of this, Heita gritted her teeth and hardened her heart. Just when she suddenly raised her head and wanted to say something, Jiang Mo stretched out his index finger and gently pressed it against her lips.

"I know what you're thinking, Black Tower."

"Until your loneliness is completely gone, I won't leave you."

Almost at the same time Jiang Mo said this, a transparent light curtain that had not been seen for a long time appeared in front of his eyes.

Congratulations on obtaining the entry: "Black Tower Behavioral Researcher" Gold

[Black Tower Behavioral Researcher]: After spending a long time with Black Tower, you have come to understand the meaning of the girl's every move. Black Tower's favorability towards you is increasing slightly (upgradeable)

[Note: This entry was upgraded from the entry "A First Glimpse of the Door"]

Chapter 32: The Panacea for Loneliness

"You won't leave...?"

Heita stared blankly at Jiang Mo, who was smiling gently at him, and felt a little dazed for a moment.

Feeling the touch on her lips, her heartbeat reached an unprecedented limit, as if the red heart would jump out of her chest in the next second.

In her past life, Heita had never felt such overwhelming emotions, and she had never thought that she would have such feelings.

After all, during the period of self-study, she has become accustomed to loneliness and takes this emotion for granted as a part of her life.

Eating alone, doing research alone, lying sick in bed alone, with only cold machines around...

It doesn’t matter what you eat, as long as you can replenish enough energy to keep yourself alive.

It doesn’t matter what you wear. It won’t affect the progress of your research anyway, and no one will notice how you look different today than yesterday.

It doesn’t matter how you feel today, as long as you can proceed with your research normally.

It doesn't matter what others think of you, because they are destined to be different from you and cannot understand each other...

Under the catalysis of "loneliness", those things that should be important become unimportant, and the only important thing is "problems", which are used to numb oneself and get used to "loneliness".

But after this man broke into her life, all her original ideas were reversed in just half a year.

What she eats becomes important, because good-tasting food can make her subsequent research more enjoyable.

What you wear becomes important, because some people will be surprised if they wear an extra black hairpin today.

Her own emotions also became important, because there was really someone who cared about her emotions and gave her a hug at the right time.

How others view you becomes more important because...

——She really found someone like her who could understand her.

Thinking in this way, the questions that Black Tower had hidden deep in his heart were peeled off layer by layer, revealing the "answers" within.

She wanted Jiang Mo to stay with her not because of any "change in thinking", but because of who he was.

Because he made her feel no longer "lonely", because he made her realize that there are many things in this world worth caring about besides "problems".

And he is the most important one among all the "things worth caring about", so... she wants to keep Jiang Mo by her side.

To her, Jiang Mo is not only a tutor and a delicious chef, he is also a painter who is good at color matching.

He broke into his own world without warning, adding color to the originally black and white world bit by bit, allowing him to see what the world really looks like.

She now understood that what she needed was not Jiang Mo's company, but everything from him.

If his previous condition could be compared to a disease, then Jiang Mo was the only effective medicine for it.

Only when he stays by her side will the symptoms show some signs of relief. Once he leaves her, the symptoms will return to their original state, which means...

This "disease" can never be cured, and "loneliness" can never be completely eliminated.

So the big premise that Jiang Mo mentioned will never come true - he will never leave himself.

Thinking of this, Heita's heart, which had been restless because of "Jiang Mo might leave him", slowly returned to calm.

——At least from now on...it is indeed the case.

She raised her head slightly, and her crimson-purple eyes were filled with ripples of smoke.

Heita gently removed the index finger from his lips, and then he smiled an unprecedented bright smile, like a violet flower blooming only for one person.

"Thank you, Jiang Mo."

Looking at the girl in front of him who smiled again, Jiang Mo was stunned at first, then he chuckled and shook his head.

"You're welcome, Black Tower."

As he said this, Jiang Mo finally felt relieved.

Although I don't know what Heita's specific mental journey is like, just from the smile that Heita just showed...

In the short term, he shouldn't have to worry about Black Tower putting him in the basement or holding a hatchet against his neck, etc.

To be honest, if it was an ordinary girl, wouldn't Jiang Mo be able to hide even if he couldn't be provoked? But the problem is that Heita herself is not an ordinary person. She is a genius unprecedented in the entire universe.

If I really turned her into a yandere girl because of my fault... forget about hiding, I'm afraid she would be able to tell where I am just by moving her fingers.

That feeling is really annoying.

"But we still can't let our guard down... After all, what Aha wants most is for the Black Tower to go to the other extreme. We can't let him take advantage of this..."

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo nodded slightly, and the expression on his face became a little more serious.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at the transparent light curtain still floating in front of his eyes, thinking about his future plans in his mind.

"It seems that the plan to seek Fu Li's help must be put on the agenda. Otherwise, if the current situation continues... I will have to put all my hopes on Aha, the frivolous god of fun..."

"What kind of thing could attract the attention of Fuli?"

Jiang Mo gently stroked his chin, thinking about the plan that was related to his ultimate goal.

"..."Helping Black Tower become an Envoy of Intellectual Power"—this level of event should be enough to attract Fu Li's attention, right?"

"Although I don't know when the Black Tower will become the envoy, given the current situation, this is the best and most reliable solution."

"As long as I stay by her side and provide her with research assistance, not only can I effectively prevent her from becoming a yandere, but I can also explore the triggering mechanism of Fu Li, killing two birds with one stone."

"Hello sir, your order is ready. Can we start serving it now?"

The waiter's voice suddenly rang in Jiang Mo's ears, instantly pulling him back to reality from the vortex of his thoughts.

"...Ah? No problem, let's start serving now."

After reacting for a while, Jiang Mo smiled and nodded to the waiter, then turned his attention to the black tower sitting in front of him.

It seemed that because all the questions in her mind had similar answers, the girl looked particularly relaxed at this moment.

Those crimson-purple eyes were observing the surroundings with some curiosity, as if they were getting to know the world anew.

But soon, she noticed Jiang Mo's gaze. The girl turned her head slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on her face that seemed calm no matter what happened.

Looking at the black tower in front of him with a faint smile, Jiang Mo was slightly stunned, and then a similar smile appeared on his face.

"Never mind. I'll leave the rest of the story to my future self. At least from now on, this kind of life..."

'Not bad?'

Chapter 33: Black Tower: Do I like Jiang Mo...?

After a simple meal, Jiang Mo left the commercial street with Heita, his heart knot temporarily relieved, and returned to the courtyard of the mansion.

Looking at the flower seeds and planting tools in his hands, Heita gently tugged at Jiang Mo's hand and asked softly:

"So... the next activity is to teach me how to grow flowers?"

Hearing Heita's words, Jiang Mo smiled and snapped his fingers, then said in a tone that sounded like praising a child:

"That's right, Black Tower, you're right! You already knew what I was going to teach you before I even opened my mouth."

Heita glanced at Jiang Mo, seeming to be somewhat dissatisfied with his words that treated him like a child.

"This kind of thing...even a child my age can understand it, right?"

The girl sighed maturely, then looked down at the various flowers growing under the swing, with a thoughtful look on her face.

Although the long-accumulated problems in her heart have been solved, but...she still doesn't quite understand it.

There are so many flowers in your own yard, including many purple flowers that emit fragrance, so why do you choose to plant violets?

Is there some flaw in these flowers that she doesn't know about? Or... do violets have another meaning to Jiang Mo?

Thinking of this, Heita blinked slightly, then raised his head to look at Jiang Mo, who was thinking about which piece of land in the courtyard to use as a stable supply point for Heita's decorations, and asked softly:

"Jiang Mo, why do we have to plant violets instead of these flowers in the garden?"

"Huh? Why would you ask such a question?"

"curious."

"Hmm... If I must say, it's because I like violets more than these flowers? Or maybe..."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he shifted his gaze to the violet between Heita's hair, "Compared to these flowers, I prefer the violet to be your decoration..."

At this point, Jiang Mo paused for a moment, then shrugged helplessly, as if realizing that he couldn't give Heita an accurate answer for a while.

——It feels like...it's natural for me to have such thoughts.

Why did he like violets? Was it because he used them as decorations on Black Tower's hat when he made the Black Tower doll? Or was it for some other reason?

Obviously, he himself couldn't answer it for a while.

After thinking for a moment, he sighed softly, then slowly squatted on the ground, dug a hole of medium depth in the ground with a gardening shovel, and gently buried the violet seeds in it.

When Heita saw Jiang Mo like this, he slowly squatted down beside him obediently.

"...Compared to other emotions, 'liking' someone is actually a bit more nonsensical. It can be liking someone without any reason or cause, or it can be liking someone because of some trivial thing."

"Perhaps... my 'liking' for Violet is just this kind of nonsensical emotion? Who knows..."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he easily picked a small purple flower next to the swing frame, and then gently placed it on the head of the black tower, as if comparing it with something.

The black tower with violets gives Jiang Mo a mysterious and wise feeling, which is in line with her usual temperament of "an inviolable flower on the mountain top".

But when Heita wore the purple wild flower that looked like it was from the roadside... Jiang Mo felt that the temperament that should have belonged to Heita was inexplicably lowered to a lower level.

But if you put them together... Jiang Mo actually doesn't feel anything.

These are just two ordinary flowers, one is more expensive and more beautiful, and the other is cheaper and uglier.

After making this simple subjective comparison, Jiang Mo chuckled and shook his head, then casually threw the purple wildflower into the grass.