Chapter 134 Farewell or Reunion?
After Chen Mo opened the door, what came into view was no longer a corridor, but a room that was not big and not too square.

There is an easel in the room with a painting on it, and next to it are some painting supplies such as brushes, paints, palettes, etc.

Obviously, this place does not look like an exhibition hall. Instead, it looks like a piece of surplus space separated out due to the architectural layout, and used by the owner as a personal studio.

At this time, Chen Mo couldn't help but doubt whether he had interpreted it wrongly.

In fact, this is not a hidden Easter egg, but a private space not open to the public.

So Chen Mo took a quick look around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but the sunlight just happened to shine through the slanted window onto the painting in the room. The already colorful painting instantly became vivid and bright, as if the sunlight had injected soul into it.

Chen Mo's attention was attracted and he walked to the painting.

This is a work depicting the sunset at dusk on the top of a mountain.

The brilliant golden sunset glows on the mountain top, and the broken clouds in the sky create a halo that looks white and pink, pink and blue, gorgeous and charming.

But it was clearly a beautiful and romantic painting, but for some reason, Chen Mo felt inexplicably sad.

Outside the Western Hills, the sky is rolled up in the evening, revealing a clear autumn sky.

It seems that this dazzling golden autumn sunset is a silent yet splendid and grand farewell.

A lonely melody came into Chen Mo's mind, accompanied by the rolling tide and the cries of seagulls.
Death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.

On the other side, the second floor of the art gallery.

Fang Taichu rushed into an office, put his roller skates on the ground, and began to take off the protective gear he was wearing.

A woman sitting behind a desk heard the noise and looked up and asked, "How come we finished skating so quickly today? We've only been skating for less than half an hour, right?"

"Ah, it's a bit sunny outside, so I won't slip for now." Fang Taichu took off his helmet and wiped the not-so-obvious sweat from his forehead.

The woman looked out the French window. "Want to get some sun? It's quite cool today. There's not much sun."

"Well, I'm just a little tired. Let me take a rest." Fang Taichu said casually while quickly taking off his gloves, elbow pads and knee pads.

Seeing this, the woman asked curiously, "Why are you in such a hurry? What's the matter?"

"Ah? No, it's just a little hot. You should take off these things quickly so that you can cool down sooner." Fang Taichu's eyes were a little vague and his tone was unnatural.

"Really?" The woman noticed something was wrong.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Fang Taichu's big watery eyes revealed an "innocent" look.

The woman was exactly the beautiful mother that Fang Taichu had just mentioned to Chen Mo—Huang Yimei.

And this is Huang Yimei's office, so Fang Taichu can just barge in like this.

Huang Yimei narrowed her eyes slightly when she saw her daughter's well-behaved appearance, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Fang Taichu blinked and said, "No."

Huang Yimei didn't say anything, just looked at Fang Taichu quietly.

"Oh, really, Mom, how could I hide anything from you?" Fang Taichu's voice was tender and cute.

Huang Yimei was unmoved by this. "Do you know the saying that no one knows a child better than his mother? These tricks of yours are all left over from when I used them on your grandfather when we were kids."

"What tricks do I have?" Fang Taichu continued to play dumb.

Huang Yimei shook her head and chuckled, "Let me tell you something."

"What?" Fang Taichu was curious.

"I used this trick of yours often when I was a kid, but I only used it on your grandpa, not your grandma."

Huang Yimei looked amused, "Do you know why?"

Fang Taichu blinked and asked tentatively, "Because, no one knows a child better than his mother?"

Huang Yimei curved her eyebrows and said, "My daughter is smart. She follows me."

"Hehe." Fang Taichu had a silly smile on his face, but he didn't feel the slightest joy of being "praised" in his heart. Instead, he felt a little distressed.

How come my mother is so smart? It seems like she can’t hide anything from me.

However, one learns from adversity.

This time, Fang Taichu also realized that her way of acting cute to her father, which always worked well, would be useless to her mother.

Huang Yimei had no idea that her daughter was already reflecting and summarizing her experience in her little head.

She glanced at Fang Taichu, who was grinning happily, and said, "Tell me, what trouble did you get into?"

"I didn't get into any trouble, just a little accident." Fang Taichu smiled awkwardly, and quickly added, "But I have already solved it myself, really."

Huang Yimei thought about it and did not ask directly. Instead, she said, "When I was a child, I got into trouble outside, but I didn't dare let your grandma know." "Will mom get into trouble too?" Fang Taichu asked in surprise.

"Of course, everyone was a child once, and it's normal for children to get into trouble." Huang Yimei walked up to Fang Taichu and gently tapped her daughter's forehead.

"But whenever I get into trouble, I will go to your uncle first. Your uncle will take the responsibility for me and help me clean up the mess."

"Looking for your uncle?"

"I couldn't help it. I was too young at the time and couldn't handle the problem properly. I didn't want your grandma to know, so I had to ask your uncle for help."

Huang Yimei shrugged slightly and continued, "But unfortunately, you obviously don't have this innate condition. You don't have a brother who can help you take the blame, so if there is anything, you can only talk to mom or dad."

Fang Taichu's eyes turned. Actually, it seemed that she could also look for her uncle?
"It's not a pity. I can't have brothers and sisters, but I can still have brothers and sisters." Fang Taichu hugged Huang Yimei's arm with a smile, "Mom, have you ever considered giving me a sister?"

As for her younger brother, she already has a cousin named Little Pudding from her uncle's family, who seems to Fang Taichu to be almost the same.

So if possible, she still wants to have a younger sister.

Huang Yimei gave Fang Taichu a slap in the face, "Don't change the subject."

"I just want to tell you, don't be afraid to tell me or hide things from me just because you're afraid I'll get angry."

Huang Yimei rubbed her daughter's head and said seriously, "If you get into trouble accidentally, Mom won't blame you; but if you don't dare to tell me, Mom will be really angry, understand?"

"Oh, I see." Fang Taichu responded in a low voice.

"Now can you tell me, what are you rushing to do instead of roller skating?" Huang Yimei asked.

"I just scratched someone's car while roller skating." Fang Taichu said in a low voice.

"Weren't you playing downstairs? How did a car drive in? Are you hurt?"

When Huang Yimei heard this, she immediately wanted to check Fang Taichu's physical condition.

"Mom, I'm fine." Fang Taichu waved his hands quickly, "The car was passing by the entrance of the art gallery, and it wasn't the car that hit me, I hit the car."

"The car had already stopped, and I couldn't stop myself and crashed into it, but I was wearing a helmet and protective gear, so I was fine."

"If you don't believe me, just look." Fang Taichu said, jumping a few times.

"Okay, okay." Huang Yimei was relieved after confirming that her daughter was fine, and asked about the details.

"You just said that the problem has been solved. How was it solved? Do you have money to compensate them?"

"If I don't have compensation, then my brother doesn't want me to pay it." Fang Taichu then explained what had just happened.

When Huang Yimei understood the situation, she immediately brought Fang Taichu down to find Chen Mo.

Others may not care about it because their daughter is young, but as a mother, she should express her apologies in person out of emotion and reason.

Huang Yimei didn't know Chen Mo, so she had to ask Fang Taichu to identify him. The two of them walked around for a long time but couldn't find him.

"Have you told anyone where to meet?" Huang Yimei asked.

"No, my brother said he would just go for a stroll." Fang Taichu was a little anxious, "Could he have left?"

"Don't worry, it shouldn't be that fast. Let's look for it again. If it's not there, we can go to the door and ask Xiaojia, the ticket inspector."

Huang Yimei comforted him, "If you really leave, didn't you say their company is next door? I'll take you there."

"Yes, I just came in with him, and Sister Xiaojia has seen him." Fang Taichu's eyes lit up.

"Even if I've seen him, I may not pay attention to him." Huang Yimei said casually. The worst that could happen was to check the surveillance. There were plenty of ways to find him in their own territory.

"She will definitely leave an impression. That brother is very handsome. Sister Xiaojia will definitely notice him." Fang Taichu chuckled.

Huang Yimei looked at her daughter with amusement and was about to make a joke when she vaguely heard the sound of a piano coming from the corner ahead.

After walking a few steps forward, the sound of the piano became clearer.

Huang Yimei couldn't help but be stunned.

There was only one piano in the art gallery, and she had arranged for it to be placed there, so she was not surprised to hear the piano sound.

Although few people who visit exhibitions would play the instrument, there are still cases where some people sit down and play on a whim.

It was this melody that made her stunned.

The melody sounds like the painting she created, and it is played on the piano that has special meaning to her.

Continue walking forward, and after turning the corner, you will see a tall and sunny figure sitting in front of the piano, with slender fingers dancing on the keys, producing a sad and melodious melody.

It feels like a farewell, but also like a reunion.

(End of this chapter)