The Unraveling Mystery and New Beginnings

"It's all my fault..." Outside the hospital room, Bihua collapsed into Ye Rufeng's arms, sobbing.

"I shouldn't have... shouldn't have meddled. Now Little Mo has become like this... What should we do, Brother Ye... What should we do..."

"What Chen could do, we can also do." Ye Rufeng comforted Bihua.

What exactly had Chen done in the past? Bihua pondered hard.

That night, he led Little Mo's hand to the party celebrating Ye Rufeng's discharge from the hospital. That night, Little Mo didn't say a word. He just held his hand and quietly watched them.

To be honest, in the end, Chen and Little Mo getting together was something unexpected.

One was once the vanguard of the team, a shining school star. One was a young and well - known researcher in the academic field in the future. Beside Chen, everyone else paled in comparison. And Little Mo seemed so silent at that time.

Putting aside the progress of the laboratory, holding his hand, Bihua accompanied him during the day, and Ye Rufeng accompanied him at night.

Occasionally, when talking to him, Mo would quietly look at them. However, most of the time, he was thinking about his own things.

"How on earth can you wake up?" Ye Rufeng murmured.

A month had passed. It wasn't a long time, but in the heart of the person involved, it was an extremely heavy and long month.

"Bihua feels very guilty. Do you know... At least, say something and forgive her... It was my decision to investigate him. Because, when I came to see you that day, the expression on your face when you were staring at the screen scared me so much. I suspected that you projected your yearning for Chen onto him, so I..."

The door opened, and Ye Rufeng stopped talking and turned around. It was the night - shift nurse.

"Sorry, Mr. Ye, please leave first." The nurse said with a gentle smile.

She took the temperature and pulse, and then changed the water in the vase for Mo. From the bottom of the cart, the nurse took out a new bunch of semi - opened jasmine flowers, inserted them, and gently placed them beside the hospital bed.

The fragrance of the jasmine seemed to be a kind of stimulus. Mo, who had been looking straight ahead quietly, slightly turned his head.

The nurse pushed the cart out of the door, greeted Ye Rufeng, and then left with a smile.

"She's really a careful and kind nurse, isn't she." Walking back into the hospital room, Ye Rufeng smiled gently at Mo.

"How on earth do you want to wake up?" Bihua held Mo's hand and murmured.

Mo just looked at the jasmine flowers with a rich fragrance.

"Will this work?" Looking at the computer in front of him, Ye Rufeng asked.

"We should try every method." A female doctor smiled kindly.

Turning on the computer and connecting to the Internet, Mo's face was reflected with colorful lights.

"Mr. Shen, look at this."

"Little Mo... Little Mo, the doctor is asking you." Ye Rufeng gently shook Mo.

Mo just looked at the screen in front of him.

"Hmm? Mr. Ye, why don't you do it instead?" The female doctor looked at Ye Rufeng.

"Do what instead?"

"Try to find that person for Mr. Shen."

"...Did Mo tell you?" Ye Rufeng sensed something.

"No, it was Miss Rong who mentioned it." The female doctor smiled. "Sometimes, using things familiar to the patient may be helpful for the condition."

"...If she told you, you should know that we can't find this person."

"We won't know until we try." The female doctor smiled.

Ye Rufeng looked at this doctor with sharp eyes.

"...I don't quite remember... Maybe I mentioned it... I told her that Mo was addicted to the Internet... I forgot if I mentioned Chen'ai..."

While listening to Bihua's words as she tried hard to recall, Ye Rufeng stepped back to the corner of the hospital room to make a phone call, without taking his eyes off Mo.

"Mr. Shen... Do you want to try?... The person you're looking for may be up there." The female doctor smiled gently and slightly bent down.

"Come on, give it a try." The female doctor gently took Mo's hand and placed it on the keyboard.

Mo's hand trembled slightly.

"In my hometown, there is an ancient legend. The world of the Internet is a way to communicate between the yin and yang worlds. You never know if the person you're talking to today really exists in this world."

The female doctor gently moved Mo's fingers to the designated letters.

"Just press gently. Smile at the screen, Mr. Shen."

"What are you doing!" Ye Rufeng quickly walked closer. This female doctor was almost whispering in Mo's ear!

"Nothing." In contrast to Ye Rufeng's shouting, the female doctor gracefully bowed slightly.

The subsequent keystrokes made Ye Rufeng look at Mo in disbelief.

Mo typed one letter after another. After typing ten letters, a line of words appeared on the screen.

Hi! Little Mo!

"...What on earth is going on... I'm going crazy." Ye Rufeng tugged at his hair and looked at the people present.

A female doctor, a female nurse, and two male nurses all looked at him with gentle expressions.

"What's wrong, Mr. Ye?"

Why ignore me, Little Mo?

Mo also looked at the screen, with a focused and intense gaze.

"What's wrong, Brother Ye? What's going on there?" Bihua asked anxiously on the phone.

"This is really wonderful news."

When Bihua rushed over, in the discussion room outside the hospital room, the female doctor smiled gently.

"What happened?"

"Mr. Shen seems to show signs of response." The female doctor smiled. "We brought a laptop for him, and Mr. Shen seems to have remembered something."

"...And he..." Bihua looked at Ye Rufeng, who was supporting his forehead beside her.

"Mr. Ye doesn't know what's going on... It seems that because he was too surprised, he couldn't recover his emotions for a while." The female doctor smiled.

"...It doesn't matter. Let's go in and see Mr. Shen first." The female doctor smiled and was about to lead Bihua into the hospital room.

"What about him..." Bihua looked at Ye Rufeng worriedly.

"Mr. Ye will be fine. I'll ask a nurse to accompany him." The female doctor smiled.

Mo was still staring at the screen. However, it was no longer the terrifyingly calm expression as before.

He looked at the screen, and it was an expression that made Bihua even more worried... It was a kind of crazy enthusiasm.

Bihua walked closer. The last sentence on the screen was...

Want to see you... Chen.

"I was really shocked too." In the car, Bihua sighed. "That expression on Little Mo's face scared me to death..."

"...Hmm." Ye Rufeng responded, but seemed a bit hesitant.

"...What's wrong? Are you still suspecting something? Mo can go home now. What do you think? Who will come to pick him up?... Well, I think this way. I can leave early tomorrow. I'll come to pick him up. What do you think?"

"...It doesn't matter. I can also go. Let's go together." Ye Rufeng said, and then fell silent.

"Okay... What's wrong? What are you thinking?"

"I can't remember... How did Little Mo wake up..." Ye Rufeng murmured.

"Are you too excited?" Bihua smiled. "You hung up on me out of nowhere. You scared me so much that I almost had an accident on the road."

"...Why do I feel that this matter is a bit strange..."

"You're the strange one." Bihua smiled.

"...Maybe."

"Ha, don't think about it. Have a good sleep today and come to pick up Mo in high spirits tomorrow, okay?"

"You're right."

"Little Mo?... Little Mo!" Running a few steps, Bihua grabbed Mo's sleeve.

Mo just smiled faintly. "What's wrong?"

"Where are you going? Why don't you go home immediately?" Bihua asked nervously.

In recent days, he and Ye Rufeng had also taken turns walking Mo home.

Mo just looked at her and smiled gently. "I'm going to see someone."

"Who?"

From afar, a young man walked over.

In the outdoor coffee shop, Bihua sat beside Mo.

"That's him." Bihua said nervously. "The person we found last time was him."

Mo didn't answer.

The young man, looking like a college student, was gentle and wore a pair of glasses. Holding a book, he stood in front of Mo. There was the same book, Life and Science, on Mo's table.

"Little Mo?" With joy, the young man sat in front of Mo.

Mo still didn't answer, but had an expression as if filled with deep disappointment.

"What's wrong? Am I too ugly? Don't you like me?" The young man said playfully, and then waved to call the waiter.

In fact, Bihua suspected that if he stood in front of the camera, no one would doubt that he wasn't a movie star.

Ordering a drink, the young man continued.

"I haven't seen you online for a long time. I was still worried about what happened to you." The young man sighed and rested his elbows on the table.

"Where have you been?" Bihua used the same cold tone.

"Where?... Oh, if you're talking about this, I went on a study tour some time ago." The young man gently pushed his glasses. "Didn't my parents tell you?"

"...We went to look for you later, and your whole family had moved out!" Bihua screamed, attracting many people's attention.

"Hey... How is that possible? Think about it. Most likely, you took the wrong way. The alleys near my house are built so similarly... I don't know what the government was thinking. The same buildings, the same roads. Sometimes I even go to the wrong district when I go home."

At this time, the waiter brought the drink. The young man paid and gently stirred it with a stirrer.

"How can you prove that you're really Chen'ai?"

Since Mo hadn't spoken all the time, Bihua continued to ask.

"...Little Mo told me a lot of things... For example, you. You used to be the manager of the football team at N University. Even after entering society, you still play football better than the captain. The captain plays football, and you kick the captain's calf."

"This..." Bihua blushed on the spot. "Little Mo! Why did you tell him even this!"

"Sorry... I'm sorry..." Hearing this, Mo also felt a bit embarrassed. So... this young man was really Chen'ai?

"You're finished." Bihua said to Ye Rufeng.

In the reception room on the floor above the research laboratory, Ye Rufeng sat on the sofa. In the fifty - story building, looking down from behind Ye Rufeng, half of the city could be seen.

"What's finished?" Ye Rufeng asked nervously.

"Do you remember that speck of dust? Mo went to see him today."

"Chen'ai? Didn't he... didn't he move away?"

"Um... I think we really made a big mistake... Maybe it was a misunderstanding... I don't know either." Bihua bit her lip.

"Then? What kind of person is he?"

"Yes, that's the key point..." Bihua smiled playfully. "He really doesn't look like a bad person... Also, I have to say this first. If Little Mo falls for him, don't go crazy."

"Wh... Really?" Ye Rufeng asked anxiously.

"Just think about how crazy he was before... Alas, this time, since I've seen the person, I should let Little Mo go." Bihua winked.

"...Anyway, he just won't look at me." Ye Rufeng sighed and clenched his hands tightly.

"...Some things, perhaps, really can't be forced." Bihua looked at Ye Rufeng. "Just like... just like... just like Chen... No matter what, he just won't look at me."