How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Chapter 177 Meow~ Master, please take me home 03

Ye Zheming didn't want to have anything to do with this family at all, but seeing that Ye Hongxuan was having a hard time surviving, he endured the discomfort in his heart and reached out to help.

He originally wanted to give Ye Hongxuan some money and let him fend for himself in the countryside.

But I accidentally discovered that Ye Hongxuan's paintings are very spiritual and have a unique style.

Ye Zheming devoted his life to the study of calligraphy and painting. Out of respect for art, he asked someone to pass Ye Hongxuan's works to the Academy of Fine Arts and Design.

Coupled with Ye Hongxuan's good academic performance, he was easily admitted to the art major and became the most out-of-place student in the class.

Ye Zheming paid Ye Hongxuan's tuition for four years of college, and also rented a 20-square-meter studio next to the school for Ye Hongxuan. He never showed up again.

Ye Hongxuan never met Ye Zheming during the whole process. Every time someone came to look for him, he would obediently follow their instructions.

Because of Ye Hongxuan's character flaws, he obviously couldn't fit into the group at school and was often bullied.

Until one day, Ye Hongxuan's work was discovered to have plagiarized Ye Hongyu. Because he would not argue for himself, or no one believed him even if he argued, he became a stain that was ridiculed by everyone in the industry.

Ye Hongxuan had no idea what was going on.

All he knew was that since then, no one wanted to watch his work anymore and he couldn't even earn enough money to eat.

Due to long-term autism, bullying and abuse, Ye Hongxuan suffered from severe depression during his days of living alone, and eventually committed suicide in his rental house.

"..."

After Mo Yang heard this, his head ached.

I don’t know whether this is torturing Hongxuan or torturing him!

Thinking about Hongxuan's appearance just now, Mo Yang wanted to rush out immediately and pull Hongxuan's soul back to heaven!

Is this a disaster that must be experienced? !

He has never seen anyone who would cause trouble for himself for no reason!

Hongxuan was content with the fact that he had lost his memory, but poor Mo Yang felt so heartbroken when he saw her that all his pores were swelling and he just wanted to take her back to Qianhe Pond.

Mo Yang didn’t care about any of that. He only knew that Hongxuan was suffering and he couldn’t just stand by and watch!

As for what Hongxuan had told him before, that he had to go down to the mortal world to experience hardships in order to consolidate his Taoism, Mo Yang thought it was pure nonsense!

So, why did Hongxuan insist on going down to the mortal world? Why did he persist even though he knew he would suffer for generations?

Thinking of this, Mo Yang's heart suddenly sank.

He had never seriously thought about this question before...

Mo Yang's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly remembered what Jun Wu had said to him before.

Could it be that there was something wrong with Hongxuan that he was hiding from him?

……

【Immortal Lord,】

Xiao Qi's voice brought Mo Yang's thoughts back to his original state.

[Emperor stood at the door of the classroom for a while, but did not go in. I'm afraid he was struggling with something. ]

"Ah."

Mo Yang replied absentmindedly, a subtle sense of uneasiness welling up in his heart because of the thought just now.

"I'll go find him."

After he finished speaking, Mo Yang's cat body shook, and instantly turned into a human form, walking around the corner of the stairs and heading upstairs.

Xiao Qi in his sea of ​​consciousness was so frightened that he almost fell backwards.

「How, how come──」

Five minutes ago, he was half dead, and now he can even transform into a human form? ! !

What kind of heaven-defying magic power is this!!!

"My demon power is still very weak now, and I can only maintain my human form for about fifteen minutes."

Mo Yang kindly explained, "Can you please stop making such a fuss and act like you haven't seen the world before."

【…】

It's not a question of whether or not I've seen the world, this is completely beyond common sense...

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"Look at the door, that idiot is back."

"Hey~ He really went down to pick up the drawing board? He didn't even use an umbrella? He's soaked all over."

"He won't come in, will he? Don't make the classroom wet. The paint won't work if it gets wet."

"Tsk~" The yellow-haired man glanced at him disdainfully, "If he dares to come in, I'll make him get out again."

There was no teacher in the classroom. All the students in the class were busy sorting out their own works in front of their drawing boards.

It was hard for the students in the back row not to notice the person at the door who was soaked like a drowned rat.

The water on his body kept dripping down. He stood there, staring at the empty space in the corner, not knowing what he was thinking. He hadn't even moved for such a long time.

Fortunately, it was broad daylight. If it was a little darker, meeting such a person in the corridor would have scared people to death.

Ye Hongxuan can automatically block out external sounds.

He didn't care what others were saying. He just looked at his seat in the corner and wondered if he would disturb his classmates who were in class if he went in now.

"What is Hongxuan thinking about?"

Ye Hongxuan was still in a daze when suddenly a gentle voice came from above his head.

It was such a gentle gesture that it could instantly pull Ye Hongxuan out of his own world.

He blinked, looked up blankly, and met a pair of dark eyes.

His originally firm and tough eyebrows and eyes became gentle and soft when his gaze fell on Ye Hongxuan.

There was an indescribable tenderness in his eyes, which touched Ye Hongxuan's heart the moment he looked into his eyes.

Is it a god in heaven?

Ye Hongxuan thought that he had never seen such a good-looking person before. He was so beautiful that he didn't seem to be from this world.

More importantly, he was still talking to himself.

Apart from my grandparents, no one has ever spoken to me so gently.

Ye Hongxuan opened his mouth, wanting to reply to him anxiously, but no word came out of his mouth.

He obviously knows how to speak. When he is alone, he can speak well, but when there are other people around, Ye Hongxuan always fails to speak fluently.

He hasn't uttered a single word for such a long time. The person in front of him must dislike him, right?

Ye Hongxuan was so anxious that he almost cried, and his eyes began to turn red.

This was the first person who made Ye Hongxuan feel kind, and Ye Hongxuan didn't want to be hated by him.

"Hongxuan, don't be anxious."

Mo Yang held Ye Hongxuan's palm and squeezed it gently, his tone so soft that only the two of them could hear it.

"I won't leave. You can talk slowly."

"I--" Ye Hongxuan finally uttered a word, but when he wanted to say something else, he couldn't say it at all.

Although the person in front of him said that he would not leave, Ye Hongxuan knew that he couldn't say it properly.

Sooner or later, he will be hated.

Thinking of this, a layer of mist quickly covered Ye Hongxuan's eyes.

The mist accumulated more and more, condensing into teardrops as big as beans, which fell out with a plop.

Each one of them hit Mo Yang's heart, turning into thin needles that pierced his heart and made it feel sore and painful.

"Hongxuan..."

Mo Yang wanted to hug the person in his arms, but as soon as he moved, Hong Xuan subconsciously retreated.

He could only frown and gently wipe Ye Hongxuan's tears.

"Stop crying, you're killing me."

Mo Yang didn't care whether Ye Hongxuan could understand this sentence or not. He used both hands but couldn't wipe away all the tears on his face.