On the bedside table was a photo frame of their group photo. Chanel remembered that she had chosen this photo frame herself.
Mu Xicheng's is pink and blue, and hers is pink, but four years ago, she threw them away in order to forget everything.
On the wall, there is a framed painting hanging.
There is a Q version of Mu Xicheng in the painting...
Chanel remembered that she drew this casually in art class.
At that time, the teacher asked them to draw a portrait of their deskmate. Mu Xicheng made sure that Chanel painted him and not his deskmate.
Chanel was annoyed by him, so she drew a Q version of him.
But in order to express his anger, he drew a spinning poop on Mu Xicheng's head.
Narrator: The Big Idiot of Mu Xicheng. Written by Shanel, on XXXX, XXXX
Now, everything in the painting is still so simple and funny, and it looks so out of place hanging in this room.
Chanel looked at the painting with a dazed look in her eyes.
I remember Mu Xicheng also painted hers.
Mu Xicheng has studied painting since he was a child and has certain skills. In his paintings, she is gentle and delicate, and he captures and outlines her most beautiful angles vividly.
After seeing the painting, everyone realized that Chanel was actually very beautiful!
It's just that she doesn't like to dress up deliberately, and the expression on her face is relatively plain...
When she smiles, the arc is actually very beautiful and vivid...
It's just that the painting was thrown away casually by her.
Chanel suddenly felt that she didn't want to stay in this house anymore, for fear that by recalling more memories, she would be reminded of more of her own sins.
She has always trampled on Mu Xicheng's feelings. She knew that Mu Xicheng was innocent, but he didn't do anything. His mere approach to her was enough to cause her earth-shaking destruction.
Chanel opened the door and heard strange noises coming from the study opposite.
The door of the house was ajar, a little warm light came through, and two pieces of paper fell at the door. From a distance, the symbols drawn on the paper looked like music scores.
It's so late? He's not asleep yet?
Shanel darkened her eyes, and decided to leave now and find a hotel nearby to stay.
Before leaving, I didn't want to say hello for fear of being blocked by him.
Chanel kept her footsteps as gentle as possible. As soon as she reached the entrance, she heard Mu Xicheng's deep voice: "Are you leaving?"
Chanel's heart beat suddenly, and her heart almost burst out of her chest immediately.
She stood there, thinking that Mu Xicheng would immediately come out to stop her, but after waiting for a while, there was no response. There was a dead silence in the house, a strange silence.
Chanel's scalp was numb and she turned the doorknob lock hard, only to find that the door was locked upside down.
Mu Xicheng's deep voice came again: "Go to sleep, I will take you back early tomorrow morning."
Chanel stood there for a while. Instead of going back to sleep, she walked to the study and slowly opened the door——
In an instant, the wind brought by the door caused countless papers to float up.
Chanel calmed down and found that the study room was full of music scores, paper balls and CDs, and the desks, cabinets and sofas were also piled messily everywhere...
The walls are covered with various posters.
Mu Xicheng was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a pen in his left hand and writing something.
The right hand seemed to have been cut by some sharp object, and bright red blood kept flowing out of the palm, staining the nearby carpet and music sheets.