When Coco received the call, he was still in the midst of a livestream. When he heard the news, he switched off the channel.
"What did you say? Lin Feng … is going to sing?! "He bit the bunny's ear." I don't want to participate, I strongly reject. "
"Rejection is invalid, it's a group activity. We'll be near the club at midnight, come over with Feng Shang." Even though that was what Bo Jiu said, she was still a little doubtful after the call ended. She glanced at Lin Feng. "How bad is your singing for Coco to reject you?"
Lin Feng held her arm. "Let me tell you, it's a long story. You'll see how good I am in a while."
Bo Jiu: … Was singing badly a form of pride now?
When they reached the KTV, Bo Jiu realized that it wasn't because of his singing!
Every line Lin Feng sang wasn't in tune. He should have been in tune, but for some reason, he went up, making it difficult for Coco to find the tune again.
Bo Jiu finally understood what it meant to be in tune. To a listener, it was a form of destruction.
How could he perform for the fans with such a standard?
Bo Jiu reached out and rubbed her temples. She thought for a moment and stopped playing the guitar.
"This won't do."
Lin Feng arched a brow. "Why do I find it nice? Look at what I sang just now, there's finally a tune."
"There are so many lines, but you only managed to tune one line." Bo Jiu brought the guitar over with a smile. "How did you do it?"
Lin Feng didn't speak. He had a feeling that if he spoke another word, Little Spade would smack him with his guitar.
Coco placed his earplugs down and jumped over with the bunny in his arms. He was exhilarated. "What did I say, Little Spade, you can't let this guy sing, there are so many twists and turns."
Bo Jiu glanced at them. "How's your coordination?"
"Black belt in Taekwondo." Lin Feng was best at martial arts with his legs.
Bo Jiu sized him up. "Since you can't sing, you can dance. After you dance, you can even move your lips."
Lin Feng: … What the hell?
"What songs do youngsters like these days?" Bo Jiu scrolled back and forth in the KTV song selection area.
Coco and Feng Shang looked at each other. "You're the youngest here."
Bo Jiu paused for a moment before smiling. "That seems to be the case."
Most of the Supreme Alliance's fans were similar to her.
There were many students.
It was a parting occasion, so there was no need to be so unhappy.
Bo Jiu slid open the chart and listened to the top three songs. In the end, she settled on the middle song. "This one."
Coco, Lin Feng, and even Feng Shang froze at that moment. Their expressions were hard to describe. "This, this song?"
"Yes, this one." Bo Jiu made the final decision.
The other three looked like they had nothing left to live for.
It was all thanks to Weibo this time.
When Bo Jiu returned to the Qin family, it was still peaceful.
But it was only peaceful.
Bo Jiu walked into the house.
Auntie Zhang, who came out with a cup of tea, pointed behind her with her chin and said in a low voice, "The young master is in the study."
In this situation, Bo Jiu could only turn and walk towards the study.
In the study.
Qin Mo was nearing the end of the call.
On the other end, Magician insisted on an answer. "Boss, who exactly is this Young Master Fu? He saved the entire ship single-handedly and knows how to make use of the surroundings to minimize the impact of the explosion. Who exactly is he? Do you really like him? Or are you attracted to his capabilities and want to recruit him? "
Someone could vaguely be heard saying, "Is there something wrong with your brain? Boss's attitude clearly says that he likes her."
"I didn't expect the boss to be gay. If I had known earlier, I would have been more careful when I showered in the platoon. No, that's not right. If I had known the boss was gay, I would have been in a favorable position. Anyway, the boss is so handsome. No matter how I think about it, it's not a loss."
Qin Mo allowed them to make a ruckus. In the end, he asked faintly, "Are you done?"
Four words.
It was a solemn silence.
"You just have to remember to protect her family. As for other things, don't say anything. Even if Huang Guo Hua asks, there are some things I have to investigate. Alright, I'm hanging up, someone is coming in."
Indeed, someone was coming.
It was Bo Jiu. She was feeling a little guilty, but even so, she maintained her lazy attitude. "Brother Mo, tea."
She looked so obedient.
Qin Mo glanced at the youngster and placed his phone on the table. He leaned back, his left hand still wrapped in bandages. "Since when did the wall-hopping student rely on a cat to divert her attention?"
The Almighty's sharp tongue was so artistic. How was she supposed to respond?
"What are you and Lin Feng doing?" Qin Mo tapped the screen, probably because he had seen the message.
Bo Jiu sat down, her gaze deep. She still looked like a rich young master even though her sitting posture wasn't proper. "We want to hold a farewell party."
After hearing these three words, Qin Mo could almost guess the cause and effect. After a while, he opened his mouth. "Which day?"
Bo Jiu replied, "Tomorrow."
"Mmh."
Bo Jiu assumed that was the end of the matter.
But the next second, Qin Mo spoke again. "Next time, if you want to go out, go through the front door. It won't be good if the grandpas in the Courtyard see you when you climb the wall. What do you think?"
Bo Jiu paused, feeling depressed again. Didn't he promise not to tell Brother Mo? She didn't expect him to be so passionate about gossip no matter how old he was.
"Come here." Qin Mo looked at the youngster's expression and smiled.
Bo Jiu arched a brow. She placed both hands on the table and leaned over.
Qin Mo moved slightly and reached out, pressing the back of the youngster's head.
It was a sweet kiss.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
The lights, the starry sky, and the reflection from the window landed in the study room. Everything seemed incomparably peaceful.
It seemed that other than the sound of a heartbeat, nothing else could be heard.
Even Madam Zhang, who was secretly observing, didn't enter again.
The night grew darker.
Even though both of them were in the Qin family's house.
But they did live in two rooms.
Ever since Bo Jiu moved in, Qin Mo seemed to have an extra job, which was to tell a certain someone a bedtime story.
Qin Mo had always thought that this kind of thing was only enjoyed by children.
But it was obvious that the person sleeping on the bed wasn't very mature mentally.
Qin Mo reached out and pushed the silver hair in front of the youngster's forehead away. His gaze deepened.
Then he walked out of the room and went to the courtyard.
Very soon, a military vehicle drove over from the other side.
There was a swoosh.
A person came down from the car.
That person was wearing glasses. Although he was wearing a white coat, there was no way to link such a devilish looking man with the word 'doctor'.
"Boss, you asked me to come at this time. It's really strange. People who don't know might think that we have some unspeakable secret."
Qin Mo glanced at him. He stuffed one hand into his pocket and stood tall. "If you want me to get in the car, leave some space for me."
The psychiatrist sized him up. In the end, he couldn't see anything from that noble and handsome face. He sat back and took out a fountain pen and a pile of notes on his lap.
"Today, we …"
Just as he was about to speak, Qin Mo interrupted him.
"That's right, it's very important, so I won't tell you anything about her. You don't have to think of ways to make me fall asleep. After all, this is a little difficult for you."
The psychiatrist gritted his teeth and kept the pen. Honestly, he really wanted to resign and coach the new recruits in the army. Why did he have to come to his young master to suffer?
"Then tell me what you want to tell me." The psychiatrist had already given up.
But he didn't completely give up.
After all, no matter what was said, it could reflect a person's psychological state.
But the answer he got was definitely a rejection.
All these years, his boss's reaction was basically the same every time.
Qin Mo crossed his slender legs slightly. It was obvious that he was used to this. Sometimes, the psychiatrist would come to do psychological tests for him.
"I do have something that I want to hear your analysis of."
The psychiatrist was about to write the word 'no' but after hearing Qin Mo's words, he suddenly straightened his body and almost dropped the fountain pen in his hand.
Qin Mo glanced at him and reminded him faintly, "Be professional, don't let me see your shock."
The psychiatrist tried his best to control his micro-expressions but his voice still sounded a little excited. "What is it?"
"It's about the thoughts of a high school student."
The psychiatrist guessed for a long time but didn't expect such an answer. Was he kidding? This wasn't what he wanted to hear, okay?
"If a high school student still likes to listen to bedtime stories, why is that?" Qin Mo's side profile didn't change at all.
The psychiatrist spread his hands. "Isn't it easy to analyze? She can't forget her childhood and lacks a sense of security. This kind of person is a little complicated. It's not that she doesn't know anything, but she knows everything but she has a pure land in her heart that she wants to keep. And it's very likely that her pure land is her childhood."
"In other words, the words' childhood sweetheart 'are very important to her?"
"Of course." The psychiatrist thought that this inference was very simple.
Qin Mo didn't say anything else. He just looked out of the window. His deep eyes seemed to have deepened. His fringe fell, blocking his expression.
He had already done this analysis.
However, when this kind of analysis was said by someone else, he still subconsciously reached out and pulled open his collar. Just like that, he sat in the car seat, his posture a bit more unruly than usual, but the corners of his mouth hid all traces of a smile.
That was why she kept wanting to leave.
This time, she went overseas with the intention of never coming back …
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