It was probably because he hadn't seen Mo Qianren for a long time that he'd almost forgotten – this guy had a wicked interest even though he looked like a gentleman.
At the same time, the fairy-like fingers of Mu Rulan dancing on the piano finally sounded the last note softly. The hall suddenly burst into applause as the beautiful pianist in her tidy uniform stood up to bow slightly toward the audience. Her silky hair flowed down like river water, and the audience was getting dizzy at the astonishingly beautiful halo around her.
As she straightened up her body, someone opened the entryway, causing the breeze to slip in and blow through her hair and make her white dress sway like a lotus. The young girl lowered her eyelids, using her hands to tuck her playful hair behind her ears…
This is it! Lawrence trembled excitedly.
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His expression immediately turned dark. His hands were shaking just now! Just when he wanted to go for another shot, Mu Rulan's figure had already disappeared into the red curtain. His blonde hair suddenly lost all its color as he dejectedly lowered his head like a rooster who had lost a battle. Lawrence, you dunce! Why did you shake! You just shook of the angel!
As a photographer with many years of experience, there were many such instants that a view inspired such excitement. Often he was able to capture the moment perfectly with his camera. But today, it was an unprecedented shock that caused his hands to shake. This could be listed into one of Lawrence Richmond's worst mistakes!
There were many performances scheduled after Mu Rulan's. Most of them were amazing, but compared to her spectacular showing, they fell short.
Mu Rulan left the stage. Mo Qianren followed.
"Oi, you're not watching anymore?"
"I'm only interested in Mu Rulan." In this world, there were very few things that could spark Mo Qianren's interest, except for these three things: "abnormal cases that others couldn't solve," "serial killers that others couldn't capture," and "criminal minds that others couldn't dissect." As far as Lu Zimeng knew, there wasn't a man or woman in the world that kept Mo Qianren's interest.
Mo Qianren was definitely an abnormal-con! He was so interested in abnormal beings that even Lu Zimeng sometimes suspected he himself was abnormal.
Lu Zimeng suspected… there was no way that a healthy man like Mo Qianren who had lived for over 20 years on this earth was actually a virgin? Unless he accidentally raped a corpse while handling a case, or his serious mysophobia that had been stopping him from jerking off no longer existed.
Mu Rulan had just come out from backstage when she was called into the director's meeting room by the principal. The bronze-colored long table was already occupied by people on both ends. They weren't the same people who represented the popular schools.
……
There were also many branded universities available in the country, but when a well-known school from overseas extended an offer to the elites, most would choose to study overseas. Not only because they could obtain an honored certificate, people would also give them greater prestige due to their title of being an overseas graduate.
Studying knowledge overseas and using it to build their own country after coming back didn't seem like a bad choice. Didn't a few founders of the country do the same, specifically going overseas to study before coming back? However, there was still something different in modern society.
They didn't want Mu Rulan to stay in the country for frivolous reasons. Mu Rulan was too outstanding, not only for her spectacular exam results, but also her miraculously charming personality. It was when she was an 11th grader that the national level departments had already decided to sponsor her, even if her results might fall later on, they would still support her. Such a talented person, they refused to let someone else steal her away.
Mu Rulan had already foreseen this outcome.
She was mentally ill, but what did that mean? It was difficult to explain, but put simply: her physiological and mental states were abnormal to the ordinary person. A serious patient could be called a psychopath. Mu Rulan thought all her actions could be considered in the range of normality.
The autumn sunlight in the morning wasn't too hot, so she didn't need to take an umbrella. Letting the sunlight kiss her skin, the atmosphere around her became even gentler.
Ou Kaicheng was walking at the other end of the corridor when he saw Mu Rulan coming out from the director's meeting room. Just as he imagined, she was holy, beautiful, sacred, inviolable… within sight but beyond reach.
His feet seemed nailed to the ground; no matter what he did he coudn't move. His gaze followed Mu Rulan's figure and he couldn't look away.
Maybe it was because his gaze was too intense, but the Mu Rulan who was looking up to the sun suddenly lowered her gaze and turned around to see Ou Kaicheng, the smile on on her lips deepening as she walked toward him.
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He could hear his fast heartbeat jumping in his ears, almost seeming like it would burst.
Mu Rulan stopped in front of him, taking a doubtful look at his head full of sweat: "What's wrong?"
"No-nothing." Ou Kaicheng recovered his senses. His eyes twinkled under his black bangs, but he didn't dare look straight into Mu Rulan's warm eyes. He felt his heart burning, as if it was clamoring: "Mu Rulan talked to me Mu Rulan talked to me Mu Rulan talked to me…"
"Are you looking for Uncle Ou? He's not inside." Uncle Ou was Ou Kaicheng's father, the director of Liu Silan University.
Ou Kaicheng shook his head, looking at Mu Rulan descending the stairs. He subconsciously followed her. It was such a rare occurrence that Mu Rulan would initiate a conversation with him, so he didn't want it to simply end.
"Why were you in the meeting room?" Ou Kaicheng asked. He actually already knew why the principal called her in. As the son of the director, he had known that a few people from the capital were coming to their school.
It wasn't a surprise to receive a humble answer from Mu Rulan, since she had always been this way. She didn't get full of herself, always keeping a low profile and being kind. No matter how excellent she was, she didn't let any proud or dirty thoughts pollute her pure heart, making people feel like protecting her in order to keep her pure forever. She seemed weak yet beautiful like a canary.
Ou Kaicheng wore the same white school uniform, but with white pants. The white shirt matched his white coat, but he didn't button up the coat nor did he tuck the shirt in to his pants. His hair looked messy but revealed his personality. Under his bands was a handsome face with a pointy chin, sharp eyes and an icy aura. He could easily arouse a girl's curiosity but none dared to get close to him.
In the past, Mu Rulan was the only person who dared hang around him with a bright smile and a bit of naughtiness. She could always make Ou Kaicheng feel helpless toward her – from a cold first impression until he would at times reveal a smile to her.
Back then she thought that this must be how he changed in his feelings toward her. She had shyly asked him to be her boyfriend and he didn't reject her then. Even when he became her fiancé, he didn't reject her then either.
Mu Rulan was blinded by love – otherwise, how could she not have noticed that his gaze was straying toward the weak white lotus, Bai Suqing?!
Since he didn't love her, why did he answer? As the prideful Mu Rulan of the past, if he could clearly have spoken out that he had someone else in his heard, she could have gotten over him no matter how deeply she had loved him.
Or maybe he had been satisfying Bai Suqing's desire to watch drama unfold, deliberately letting her step into a dark hole.
Proofread by: Hannah