Heavy rain is still raging crazily in Meihai City. The meteorological observatory issued a supplementary statement to the previous warning, saying that the heavy rain will continue until about three o'clock in the afternoon.
Yang Lu lay on the bed and tossed and turned. This was Bai Mo's bed. Normally, she would have fallen asleep happily and had a sweet dream.
But now?
Yang Lu looked at the bedroom door. When closing the door, she hesitated for a long time and finally locked the door.
She knew very well that with that "click" sound, the gap between her and Bai Mo was created.
There is still a chance to make amends. If she opens the door now, rushes over and hugs Bai Mo, everything can be turned around.
The murder scenes were still vivid in his mind. Yang Lu really didn't have the courage, at least not now. Maybe it was just like Bai Mo said when he rejected her, she didn't know him well enough.
I picked up my phone and took a look. There were a lot of unread messages in WeChat, from Chen Xiaoxiao, Wang Ya, and the chat group of the three of them.
At this time, Yang Lu really wanted to discuss countermeasures with her two sisters, but she was too worried about Wang Ya's big mouth. As for Chen Xiaoxiao, she was also a police officer. Will she report Bai Mo?
Having said that, is Bai Mo's problem serious? Will it affect his career as a police officer?
"Are you asleep?" Bai Mo's voice came from outside the door.
Yang Lu alerted himself, looked at the door with a struggling look in his eyes, and then said, "Not yet."
"Let's chat for a while longer?" Bai Mo's voice was so close that Yang Lu could feel that he was standing outside the door.
"Okay!" At this moment, Yang Lu thought Bai Mo was going to admit his mistake to her. She even imagined that Bai Mo would promise not to paint that kind of painting again.
Yang Lu jumped out of bed with bare feet and came to the door. She put her hand on the door handle and let out a long breath.
When Yang Lu was about to turn the door handle, Bai Mo suddenly said: "Let's talk like this! This door may not be opened yet."
"Oh!" Yang Lu leaned against the door, "What do you want to say?"
Outside the door, Bai Mo made the same move. He said, "I think you should go to Tea Country. Professor Rita suits your painting style best. There you can perfect your painting skills and you may become a great artist in the future." painter."
Yang Lu didn't respond. She never expected that Bai Mo didn't come to apologize, but made the decision for her because Bai Mo saw her hesitation.
Bai Mo was still the considerate big boy who could always tell her thoughts at a glance. She really wanted to run away just now, but she stayed here because of the reluctance in her heart.
In other words, Yang Lu still had some hope for Bai Mo.
But at this moment, that expectation was completely gone.
"Do you think I'm conflicted?" Bai Mo suddenly asked, "I obviously want you to accept me, but yet I send you away."
"You make me feel like you have given up on me." Yang Lu's tone was choked with sobs, and she knew this was Bai Mo's sentence for her.
"I said, our painting styles are completely opposite. You paint a beautiful world in fantasy, while I paint realism." Bai Mo sighed, "I am too naive."
Yang Lu gradually frowned, and all she heard from Bai Mo's tone was disappointment. Bai Mo seemed to be complaining that Yang Lu didn't understand him.
"Realism has many forms of expression. Why did you choose to paint those murderous scenes?" Yang Lu asked, "Do you know how scary those scenes are? Especially under your brush, it's almost like you are watching. .”
"I like painting people the most. Compared to landscapes, humans are too complex. I have never had a satisfactory work. When I saw the murder scene for the first time, I knew that the most real side of human beings is to face death. That's the material I want." Bai Mo wondered, "It's just some material, how is it different from the sunrise, white clouds, and the sea? Why are you afraid?"
material?
Yang Lu sneered, "Bai Mo! Have you ever thought about it? When a girl sees such a bloody painting and she knows it was painted by her boyfriend, do you know how much of an impact it has on her? I feel like I'm normal The reaction among the people has been very small, and the others may have escaped long ago!”
Bai Mo! Yang Lu always calls Bai Mo Teacher Bai, which is the most affectionate title she thinks.
At this moment, although the two of them were only separated by a door, the change of title made Bai Mo feel that Yang Lu was much further away from him.
"Art! It can be displayed in any form. The important thing is not the material, but the person who can express the material." Bai Mo sighed again, "So I think you should go out for further study. When you reach my level, you You will understand what I mean. At that time, you will only think that it is some perfect works, not some bloody scenes."
"I understand." Yang Lu slowly slid down the door, and finally sat on the ground, shaking his head tiredly, "I promise you, I will go to the Tea Country! It's too late, I'm going to bed."
Bai Mo, who was outside the door, looked back at the closed door, remained silent for a moment, and let out a long sigh.
Bai Mo walked into the basement and came to his gallery.
Looking at the masterpieces that he thought were the most perfect, Bai Mo smiled bitterly.
Bai Mo reached out and touched the frame. He still couldn't understand why Yang Lu was so scared. When he saw Feng Zhigang's hand-painted paintings at the art exhibition before, Yang Lu didn't have such a strong reaction.
In comparison, Feng Zhigang is a murderer and Bai Mo is just a recorder. Why is Yang Lu afraid of him?
"Perhaps, we are really not suitable?" Bai Mo said to himself. He remembered that he almost showed the gallery to Yang Lu a month ago, and he couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.
"Thank you for letting me experience love for a month."
the other side.
Yang Lu didn't move after she finished speaking. She was listening to the movement outside the door. She heard Bai Mo's sigh, heard the retreating footsteps, and heard the sound of the basement door closing.
It was two o'clock in the morning. Yang Lu wiped away his tears and returned to bed, took out his mobile phone and dialed Chen Xiaoxiao's number.
When one call didn't go through, Yang Lu called a second one. It wasn't until the third call that Yang Lu finally heard Chen Xiaoxiao's slightly dissatisfied voice.
"Boss, I'm drunk too, okay? I beg you to continue sleeping with Bai Mo and stop harming me, okay?" Chen Xiaoxiao's voice was weak.
"Xiaoxiao, listen to me..." Even though she knew Bai Mo had gone to the basement, Yang Lu lowered her voice as much as possible. She didn't want Bai Mo to find out that she was "betraying" him.
After hearing Bai Mo's last words, Yang Lu discovered that Bai Mo's characteristics were very similar to those of the serial murderers mentioned by Chen Xiaoxiao - paranoid!
This is a mental illness with disastrous consequences if not treated in time.
At this moment, Yang Lu couldn't care less about keeping Bai Mo's secret, even though Bai Mo didn't ask her to keep it secret.
It doesn't matter if she loses her job as a police officer. Even if Bai Mo hates her, she will still find a way to save Bai Mo and save the teacher Bai who should be hers.
