The Heart - Wrenching Misunderstanding

"What are you thinking about?" Chen asked softly. Meanwhile, his fingers lingered on Mo's cheek and collarbone.

"I'm thinking about why you never carry me to take a bath." Mo sighed softly too, and in extreme exhaustion, let Chen hold him in his arms again. "Also, is there a bug here?"

"...They said there isn't. Let's assume there isn't." Chen gently stroked Mo's smooth back.

On the turquoise lake, Chen slowly rowed the boat while Mo lay on the edge of the boat, yawning from time to time.

"Your stamina isn't very good." Chen smiled gently.

"I'm getting old. I'm already over thirty." Mo half - closed his eyes, looking at the lake. "Can we go swimming?"

"...No." Chen smiled helplessly.

"...How long will they follow us?" Mo looked at the shadows of two divers slowly swimming beside the boat in the water.

"Until we reach the shore."

"What about those people on the shore?"

"Until I go back..." Chen stopped rowing.

"...When are you leaving?" Turning his head, Mo tried to keep his voice steady.

"At most a month. That's what they said." Chen forced a smile at him.

"Then, when will you come back again?" Mo asked.

"...I don't know." Chen sighed and leaned against the stern of the boat. "Someday..."

"Can't you take me with you?" Mo half - closed his eyes again.

"...No. They won't allow it." Chen held his hands, looking at Mo. "No matter how much I promise, they just don't believe me."

"...Is it because of me..."

"...Yes."

"Is that so..."

"Don't worry about it. Those people are like that." Chen smiled at Mo. "Another day, I'll pretend to be a little sick, and then I can see you."

"Don't do that." Nervously, Mo grabbed Chen's hand.

Chen put Mo's hand to his lips and kissed it, then held it tightly in his own.

"I've told them that I can't live without you, but they just don't believe me. They won't panic until I'm almost dying. If I weren't so strong, they would be crying their eyes out by now."

"...Chen..."

"...Mo, shall we go back to the room?" Chen looked at Mo with that shining look again.

"You... Have you not... for centuries?" Mo blushed a little.

"Come on. Keep me company. Comfort me for the hard work of remaining faithful to you." Chen's smile made Mo have an impulse, an impulse to push him into the water.

"How much do you miss me?" Mo slowly drew circles on Chen's chest.

"Just thinking about you makes me..." Chen smiled wickedly.

"...Do you only think about my body?" Mo was a bit helpless.

"Of course... not. However, um... To be honest, what I miss the most is... Ow!"

Pinched by Mo, there was no bruise, but it hurt Chen so much that he almost broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, Mo. If you hurt me, we won't be happy." Chen wailed.

"Then I can have a good rest." Mo glared at Chen.

"Sigh. Don't you miss me?" Chen said helplessly.

"Yes, I do. But I'm not so attractive that you miss me like this." Mo rolled over to the other side of the bed, lay on the soft big pillow, and let out a big breath.

"If you keep disturbing me, I'll really castrate you." Mo mumbled.

"Then... Just holding you is okay?" Chen carefully moved closer.

"...Whatever."

"Okay." Holding Mo, Chen contentedly rubbed his cheek against Mo's hair.

How many times had it been like this, on an early - autumn morning? Looking at Chen's back as he cut the toast, Mo suddenly thought.

...Was it important? Being with Chen was the most important...

There was no phone, no newspaper. Whenever the news came on the only TV, it would unnaturally change to the view of the early - autumn mountain scenery. Losing contact with the outside world, Bihua and Ye... must be worried...

...Was it important? Being with Chen was the happiest time...

But what about the school? What about the laboratory...

Looking at Mo's extremely lonely expression, Chen, who came back with breakfast, just stared.

"Doctor, you can't do this." In the screen, a woman shook her head.

"Mo isn't happy, and I'm not happy either. Then, what's the point of this long vacation?" Chen said, staring at her with a slightly anxious look.

"...If he really loves you, why does he feel lonely because of being away from the crowd? Zhang, do you really still think your Mo loves you?"

"Of course! He loves me. He must. It's just that this isolated life isn't what he should be living... I've experienced this feeling..."

"There are beautiful natural sceneries, a high - class sports ground, a casino, an amusement park. There's nothing lacking in daily life... And there's a lover. With the same conditions, you can live with it. Why can't he?"

"...He's different..."

"Yes, I almost forgot... Well, then, your vacation ends early. After a brainwashing, he can go back."

"...Brainwashing? You didn't tell me!" Panicked, Chen rushed towards the machine, and the screen flashed dangerously a few times.

"...Doctor, I thought we had reached an agreement. This is just a vacation, isn't it?"

"...Chen..." Mo held his head in his hands, lowering it.

"Doctor..."

"What's wrong with you?"

As soon as Chen entered the bedroom, he hugged Mo, who had just taken a shower, tightly, but didn't say a word.

"...Chen?"

"...Will you forget me, Mo..." Chen said in a low voice, even with a hint of trembling.

"...How could that be. Chen, what on earth is wrong with you?" Reaching out his hand, Mo slowly hugged Chen's back.

"...Will you forget me, Mo..."

That night, Chen couldn't fall asleep. Neither could Mo.

Chen kept tossing and turning, while Mo closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Until... Chen turned over and got out of bed, Mo opened his eyes. Chen took the pajamas from the bedside, put them on, and then slowly walked out the door.

It was almost dawn. Mo could even feel a glimmer of morning light shining into the room.

Sitting up, looking at the door for a while, Mo also put on his bathrobe and followed.

Inside the house, they didn't wear shoes. Their smooth feet stepped on the wet and cold wooden floor, and Mo shivered slightly, pulling his pajamas tighter.

Step by step, he stepped down the spiral staircase. The wooden floor creaked slightly and swayed a little. Mo looked around, but didn't see Chen's figure. The turquoise lake outside the window was already glistening with a faint white light.

...He's probably in the studio... He often shuts himself up in there, doing who - knows - what...

The cold wind with moisture blew in through the crack of the door, carrying the refreshing fragrance of the forest and the sweet smell of the lake.

Turning his head and tightening his bathrobe again, Mo continued to step on the cold and damp floor, walking down the stairs leading to the basement.

Sure enough, light seeped out from under the crack of the door.

Stretching out his bare forearm from the bathrobe, Mo gently knocked on the door.

The door wasn't closed. With just a gentle knock, it opened. Chen was sitting in front of a computer, covering his face and crying softly.

"Chen! What's wrong with you!?" Somewhat panicked, Mo strode towards Chen.

Chen didn't look up, although he stopped crying.

Right above Chen, on the screen, there was a video of himself passionately kissing Ye.

Mo only felt a chill creeping up from the bottom of his heart.

Letting go of his hands, Chen raised his face. His panda eyes, which hadn't slept well, now had frightening bloodshot eyes and swelling.

"I shouldn't have appeared, right, Mo?" That desperate look made Mo unable to answer.

By the time Mo came to his senses, Chen had already dragged his tired steps and walked out the door.

When he was about to follow, there was suddenly a sound in the room.

The sound of passionate kissing, the satisfied sighs from the bottom of the throat, and Ye's continuous low calls of his own name.

Turning his head towards the screen, Mo shouted, almost breaking his throat.

"That's not true! I was drunk! I was drunk that day!"

The shrill voice couldn't even cover his own sighs.

"Stop! Stop!" Grabbing the chair, Mo crazily smashed it towards the screen.

The screen shattered, sparks flew, the picture disappeared, but the sound was still there.

Holding the chair, Mo madly destroyed any visible machine, shouting meaningless words.

"Doctor, where are you going?"

Chen walked out the door barefoot, and the guards at the door rushed over immediately.

Weakly waving his hand, Chen walked towards the forest by the lake.

"Doctor, going out at this time is not permitted." The guard followed a few steps and raised his voice.

"Then shoot me!" Turning around, Chen shouted loudly. "What kind of damned vacation is this! I don't want it anymore! Send him back! Let me die!"

Figures rushed outside the window. The guards' dogs were also led into the house, sniffed Chen's clothes, and then were led out again.

Everyone seemed extremely nervous, while he himself... seemed to be regarded as an irrelevant third party.

After destroying all the machines in the studio, no one said a word. A group of people came and didn't drive him out. Right in front of him, they started cleaning up the wreckage of the machines and the fragments of the tables and chairs.

Only the floor where he was sitting was left.

"Sorry. Please move aside." A voice without warmth said.

Nodding, standing up, Mo slowly walked out.

"Excuse me, can Mr. Zhang swim?" Just as he walked out the door, two women with warm smiles asked gently.

"...He can." Mo said, with a hint of vigilance.

As if relieved, the two women looked at each other and smiled.

"Xin, go and tell the team leader. He's almost going crazy with worry."

"Then, you'll stay with Mr. Shen?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

Then, the woman called Xin smiled at Mo.

"Then I'll go first. I'll be back soon. Kou will stay with you. If you need anything, you can tell her directly."

Looking at the two of them, Mo remained silent and let Kou lead him to the salon upstairs.

Looking down from the window, those people were searching along the lakeshore like a carpet. Two divers came ashore, looked up and saw Mo, and nodded at him. Mo pulled the curtain.

"Before Xin comes back, would you like to eat something? Is black tea okay? Or do you want coffee?" The woman still smiled extremely gently.

Mo just turned his head, sat on the chair, and said nothing.

The woman didn't seem to mind. She just poured a cup of tea for herself, sat near him, and drank it leisurely.

It was just dawn, yet the woman was already neatly dressed, and even her plain makeup on her face was flawless.

After a long silence, Xin finally came back. She sat next to Kou and poured herself a cup of tea too.

For a long, long time, there were only the breathing sounds of the three people in the salon. Compared to the world outside, the silence in the salon made Mo think that this was actually just a dream.

At this moment, Xin spoke.

"Excuse me, what would you like to have for lunch?"

Mo slowly raised his head and looked at her expressionlessly.

"This way, please." The two women led the way, and Mo followed them back to the lobby on the first floor. A waiter was standing beside the dining table, and the table was filled with delicacies from his own country.

Mo looked at the woman, and at this time, the waiter had already pulled out the chair.

Just as he started having his meal, a man walked into the house. Thinking it was Chen coming back, Mo, with bright eyes, just turned his head and then his expression turned gloomy again.

"They agreed." The man handed a suitcase and a mobile phone to the woman.

Gracefully dabbing her mouth with a tissue, Xin left temporarily.

"What's this? Who on earth are you?" Mo asked Kou.

"Us? If you're asking about our positions, we're just the doctor's lovers." In contrast to Kou's charming smile, Mo only felt a dizzy spell.

At this time, Xin waved at Kou, so Kou also walked over, exchanged the phone, and Xin sat back in her seat.

"You... Are you responsible for sleeping with Chen?" Raising his eyes, Mo said, with a weak voice.

"Oh, we're responsible for taking care of the doctor's daily life. Sleeping with him is just incidental." Xin smiled and handed over the bread. "Some?"

Mo just looked at her with disgust, with a hint of stinging, even undisguised jealousy.

"Don't look at me like that. It's not up to us." Xin smiled. "They forgot to consider that the doctor might like boys, so they sent us over. Later, after we discussed it with the doctor, the doctor didn't ask for a replacement, so we stayed."

"...Will he sleep with you?" Mo asked coldly.

"Well, how should I put it? The doctor is a very hard - working person. Almost as soon as he comes back, he falls asleep." Xin smiled. "However, before the doctor got sick, they didn't suspect anything. But since we couldn't get pregnant with the doctor's child, we were severely scolded by them."

Mo only felt a chill.

Xin looked at Kou and then turned back to continue. "Later, the doctor's temper became irritable and restless, so they asked. After we told them, they spent a lot of money to hire a... well, a young man."

Mo couldn't help but avoid Xin's eyes.

"The doctor got really angry. They were angry too. Then, the doctor kept yelling that he wanted to go back. They were so annoyed that they used your name, and then the doctor gave in..." Xin smiled. "Mr. Shen, the doctor really likes you."

Mo just tightly clenched his hands.

At this time, Kou also returned to the table. The two looked at each other, and Xin continued.

"Does Mr. Shen know... who sent that video to the doctor?" At this moment, Xin was still smiling gently.

"Don't know." Mo said sullenly.

"...Before, besides you, did the doctor have contact with anyone?"

"Don't know." Mo said coldly.

"...Do you... still like the doctor?"

Suddenly, Mo raised his head. His cold gaze met Xin's.

"Let's put it this way... Regarding your relationship with Mr. Ye, we have no intention of stopping it. However, during this period, can you please pretend to forget about Mr. Ye and get along well with the doctor?

Not afraid of Mo's increasingly cold eyes, Xin still smiled as usual.

"We're also very worried. The doctor seems to have never thought that you would develop a relationship with someone else... You know, the doctor is very stubborn... There's only one week left. In this week, please bear with it..." Taking out a check from the suitcase, Xin smiled and handed it to Mo. "This is a little token of their appreciation."

Taking a look, stretching out his hand, Mo disgustedly pushed it away.

"...Mr. Shen, don't misunderstand. This isn't a deal. It's just that we want the doctor to have a good rest for a while, so we're asking you for a favor." Kou also smiled.

"What about him?" Mo asked.

"...Mr. Shen, won't you consider it? If the amount isn't enough..."

"I'm asking, what about him!" Mo raised his voice.

"...The doctor was in a bad mood, and the people outside had to follow... So the doctor jumped into the lake..." Xin said helplessly.

Mo's face turned slightly pale.