Chapter 2158: Hopelessly Stupid

"You should be content; he almost diagnosed himself with a delusion."

"Hmph, if he's so good at imagining things, one of these days I'll actually introduce a psychologist to him!"

"That's not necessary; if we find that love poem, there might be a turning point."

Right, the love poem.

Jiang Baobao took Qingkong along to look for it.

The two of them successfully discovered a box inside a safe.

According to Jiang Mobai's description, the love poem he wanted was inside it.

Unfortunately, there was a wax seal on the outside of the box; if they opened it, Jiang Mobai would find out.

I have to say, this thing is more useful than a combination lock.

It perfectly suppressed the urge for Qingkong and Jiang Baobao to take a look inside.

Since they had obtained the item, Qingkong prepared to head back.

Jiang Baobao saw him to the door and said politely, "You've worked hard these past two days, taking care of Mobai."

"It's no trouble at all, we're friends, right? I'll head back now, lest Mobai gets anxious."

After speaking, Qingkong noticed someone on the floor above peeking over.

The two of them even locked eyes.

Qingkong curled his lips into a smile at the person: "Didn't go to school today?"

Li Moning felt a bit annoyed.

She had only wanted to sneak a couple of looks.

She hadn't expected to be caught red-handed...

Pursing her lips, Li Moning said to Qingkong, "We're on break today."

"Mm, it's great to be on break. See you later, then."

Qingkong waved at Li Moning with a carefree air, then turned and left.

Li Moning's face was a little red.

To avoid being seen by anyone else, she turned and ran back to her room with a "tap-tap-tap."

The moment she closed the door, Li Moning pressed her palm against her heart.

She felt it beating very fast in there...

Qingkong did not yet know that he had disturbed a young girl's heart.

He returned to the apartment with the item.

Before he could even close the door, Jiang Mobai rushed over.

He asked impatiently, "Did you get it back?"

"When I take action, success is guaranteed!"

Qingkong smiled as he took out the box, a trace of smugness still on his face.

The moment he saw the box, Jiang Mobai felt a bit dazed.

After a moment to compose himself, he reached out his hand and touched it gingerly.

Yet the moment he made contact, Jiang Mobai seemed to be burned, and he pulled his hand back.

Back when he was coldly rejected by Su Kexuan, Jiang Mobai had been very sad.

It had taken him a while to move on.

After preparing to start a new life, Jiang Mobai had sealed this thing away, thinking that perhaps he would never let it see the light of day again.

But he hadn't expected...

As Jiang Mobai was reminiscing, the box was tossed into his arms.

It turned out Qingkong had grown impatient.

He said, "Aren't you anxious? Why are you dawdling again? Open it quickly, let me see how Su Kexuan's writing is too."

Qingkong's bluntness broke through Jiang Mobai's bashfulness.

He gently stroked the box with his fingers and said, "I don't intend to let you see it."

Upon hearing this, Qingkong wasn't happy: "I did you a huge favor, and I can't even take a look?"

"They're two different things; if I say you can't look, you can't look."

"You..."

Qingkong was quite angry; he stood there with his arms crossed, his expression taut.

However, when he noticed that Jiang Mobai had opened the box...

Qingkong raised an eyebrow, leaned over, and snatched away a neatly folded piece of letter paper.

Jiang Mobai hadn't expected Qingkong to be so brazen.

Stunned for a second, he scolded Qingkong: "You guy, do you want me to silence you!"

"Silence me then, silence me then, but before you do, you have to satisfy my curiosity first."

Qingkong finally got his wish and saw the contents of the love poem.

Only...

Qingkong had only read two lines before he involuntarily furrowed his brows.

He looked at Jiang Mobai again and said with certainty, "This isn't Su Kexuan's handwriting."

Jiang Mobai snatched the item back and said crossly, "How is that possible!"

"It's true. If you don't believe me, I can show you the contract I signed with Su Kexuan that day."

Because Qingkong and Su Kexuan had a cooperative relationship, he had seen her signature and the handwritten additions she had made to the terms.

That bold and relaxed calligraphy is completely different from the one on this piece of paper.

From this, it is evident that these were written by two different people!

But Jiang Mobai did not accept what Qingkong said.

He said, "It has been so many years; it is normal for handwriting to change."

"But the structure of the characters doesn't change, and neither do the habits of writing..."

Qingkong kept providing examples.

Yet Jiang Mobai still did not believe it.

His stubbornness made Qingkong scratch his head.

It seemed that mere verbal explanation could not convince Jiang Mobai.

Then...

Qingkong had no choice but to try a different approach: "Did Su Kexuan give this to you personally?"

"No, it was delivered by someone else."

"Who was it?"

"She..."

Jiang Mobai tried hard to recall, but he could only remember a blurry face.

But he remembered the girl's characteristics: "She was a chubby girl who didn't like to talk much and didn't have much of a presence."

Qingkong felt something was not quite right.

He leaned over to Jiang Mobai's side and examined the love poem again.

This time, Jiang Mobai did not stop him.

He wanted to see what else Qingkong could analyze.

Believe it or not, Qingkong really did have a new discovery.

He looked up and asked, "Is that person's name Su Ke... Ying?"

"That seems to be the name; I remember her name is very similar to Kexuan's."

After Jiang Mobai finished speaking, he frowned and asked Qingkong, "How did you know?"

"Look here, she wrote her own name right here."

Qingkong pointed his finger at the signature of the love poem.

One could see that the characters "Su" and "Ke" were written very clearly.

But the third character was scribbled, crooked, and even had a heart drawn over it.

Jiang Mobai had been biased, assuming that the blur was the character "Xuan".

But after Qingkong's reminder, Jiang Mobai finally realized...

This, this seemed to be the character "Ying"!

Jiang Mobai looked shocked, his eyes wide, his breathing shallow.

Seeing this, Qingkong couldn't help but sigh, "You really are muddled."

Muddled?

Indeed muddled.

Back then, when that girl delivered this love poem to Jiang Mobai, Jiang Mobai frowned and was about to push it back.

It was because the girl said the letter was sent by Su Kexuan that Jiang Mobai kept it.

At the time, Jiang Mobai appeared calm on the surface.

But in reality?

He was overjoyed!

When no one was around, his heart went "thump-thump," and he unfolded the letter paper with great care.

He read the content of the poem over and over again.

He could even recite it by heart.

Yet he never expected...

He had been played by that girl!

He was also hopelessly stupid!!

The expression on Jiang Mobai's face shifted between anger and confusion.

Finally, he hung his head in defeat and laughed at himself.

Seeing him like this, Qingkong didn't have the heart to say anything else.

He patted Jiang Mobai on the shoulder and then asked, "Did all your friends see this love poem?"

"Yes."

"And they didn't notice that this was the character 'Ying'?"

Jiang Mobai didn't know how to answer.

He began to recall that time.

But after thinking for a while, Jiang Mobai's complexion turned unpleasant.

He muttered, "They asked me what was so precious about a love poem like this."

"And how did you answer?"