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Chapter 38: Inspiration and the Muse

Everything happened so fast that Meng Ziyi didn't even have time to think about her best friend.

He then followed Li Mo and left the movie theater.

After the two ran away from the crowd, Meng Ziyi was a little out of breath. This kind of scene only happens in TV dramas.

I never expected to experience it myself today.

When she came to her senses, she remembered her best friend's existence.

She took out her phone and saw the message the short-haired girl had sent her:

【I'm going back to my dorm. You two keep going. If you two get together, remember to let me sit at the front table! Otherwise, I'll cause trouble!】

Meng Ziyi almost choked on his breath; what on earth was all this nonsense?

She's a celebrity!

You really think it's like in idol dramas?!

Just as she was about to reply and explain, Li Mo leaned in and asked, "What are you doing?"

How could Meng Ziyi let Li Mo see this? She was so embarrassed! She quickly covered her phone and said, "No...it's nothing."

"Okay! I'm sorry for what I said earlier. I was a bit rough, but I had no choice in the heat of the moment. If you had screamed, things might have gotten really bad."

Li Mo explained very seriously and in a very gentlemanly manner.

Meng Ziyi immediately waved her hand to indicate that she was fine. Was she being rude? She felt it wasn't enough.

"It's alright, it's alright. I'm the one who should be embarrassed. I almost caused trouble! Besides, your movements were very gentle. Sister Qian is much rougher than you."

Li Mo raised an eyebrow slightly. "Sister Qian?"

"It's my mom, my biological mom! She told me to call her that, saying it makes her seem younger."

Li Mo nodded. She was a very interesting aunt. The bond between mother and daughter gave Li Mo a basic understanding of Meng Ziyi's personality.

She must be an interesting girl.

"I'm a little hungry, do you want to come with me?"

How could Meng Ziyi refuse such an opportunity? With a beaming smile, he agreed, "Okay!"

Li Mo didn't say much after that, but instead looked at the lights of thousands of homes while pondering what would happen next.

As if intentionally or unintentionally, the two stopped at a French restaurant.

The restaurant has a great atmosphere, with soothing jazz music playing in the background, warm yellow lighting like a veil, and soft off-white and dark wood walls. The waiters speak softly and are specially trained.

Li Mo deliberately chose a corner spot with a window next to him and a wall in front of him to block the view. Under normal circumstances, others could not see Li Mo, but Li Mo could see the other person.

Meng Ziyi sat opposite Li Mo, adjusted his posture, and said:

"My name is Meng Ziyi, and I am a freshman in the Department of Performing Arts at Taipei Film Academy."

The two finally began their belated self-introductions, and Li Mo followed up after the other had finished.

"I guess I don't need to introduce myself. You can just call me by my name."

This solved one of Meng Ziyi's problems; she really didn't know how to properly address Li Mo.

"Today was so surreal, Li Mo, you know what? I was listening to your song when I came out today, it really is... Look!"

Seemingly afraid that Li Mo wouldn't believe him, Meng Ziyi even specially found out the playback history to show Li Mo.

"The next second we watched a movie together, and now we've even had dinner together... This is just too much... Honestly, I don't know how to express how I feel right now."

Meng Ziyi waved his two small hands, expressing his shock through his body movements.

At this moment, she regretted not reading more books, which made it impossible for her to express her feelings in words.

Li Mo couldn't help but laugh and comforted her, "I can understand, but isn't life so interesting precisely because of these unexpected events?"

"Yes!" Meng Ziyi nodded in agreement, then asked curiously, "Li Mo, why did you come here to watch a movie today?"

At this point, Li Mo sighed, looking quite troubled: "You really want to know? Tell me, but I might disappoint you."

Meng Ziyi became even more curious, "No, no, how could you disappoint me? Tell me, you'll get sick from keeping it to yourself."

Li Mo seemed to have been worn down to no end, "Then don't tell anyone else."

"Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped," Meng Ziyi assured him, patting his chest.

"I...maybe I won't be able to write songs anymore!"

"Ah!" This was a shocking secret, so shocking that Meng Ziyi's mouth turned into a Type-C interface.

Li Mo ignored Meng Ziyi's reaction and continued speaking.

"That's why I left my assistant and everyone else behind today to go for a walk. I happened to see this movie playing, so I thought... maybe I could find some inspiration here... You know what happened next."

"So, did you find it?"

"Unfortunately, the movie is somewhat mediocre, and there aren't any yet."

Meng Ziyi frowned slightly as he looked at Li Mo.

Although he didn't say it out loud, he was actually very anxious inside.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've at least seen a pig run, right? She'd heard that many great artists had become exhausted because of a lack of inspiration.

She didn't want to see Li Mo become like this!

"Li Mo... how can I help you..." Meng Ziyi pondered in his heart.

The waiter brought out the dishes and began serving them, but the two of them ate absentmindedly because of their previous conversation.

Li Mo and Meng Ziyi were not the only ones in the restaurant; a young couple was also present on the other side.

The boy was dressed formally in a suit, and the girl was wearing a white dress. When the music in the restaurant changed to "Ballade pour Adeline".

The boy took out a diamond ring from his pocket, walked to the girl's side, and knelt down.

"Miss Yan, we've known each other for 2,432 days and been in love for 1,317 days. I've finally waited for this day. Will you marry me?"

As the melodious strains of "Ballade pour Adeline" played, the girl nodded shyly in agreement, and the people in the restaurant offered their congratulations.

Li Mo and Meng Ziyi naturally noticed as well, and they both gazed at their happy expressions.

In this setting and atmosphere, the two of them couldn't help but exclaim simultaneously, "That's wonderful!"

"You go first!" ×2

Then, the two looked at each other and smiled. Li Mo slowly spoke:

"Seeing them actually reminds me of Hubert de Givenchy. Do you know Givenchy's story?"

Meng Ziyi shook her head like a rattle-drum. She had indeed used Givenchy, but she knew nothing about his story.

"In 1953, Givenchy met Audrey Hepburn in 'Sabrina'."

During their collaboration, Givenchy fell in love with her at first sight and made her his lifelong muse.

Later, Givenchy designed countless classic looks for her, including the iconic little black dress in "Breakfast at Tiffany's".

However, the two never ended up together; Givenchy remained a close friend until his death.

Such a poignant love story would move any girl. Meng Ziyi couldn't help but sigh, "He's so pitiful! I can't bear not being with the person I love."

Li Mo ignored her reaction and continued, "Perhaps Givenchy lost in love, but in art, I envy him. Having your own muse is a very happy thing. Who wouldn't envy that?"

As he said this, Li Mo's star-like eyes met Meng Ziyi's large eyes.

At that moment, amidst the happy newlyweds and the song "Ballade pour Adeline," a bold idea suddenly arose in Meng Ziyi's mind.

"Perhaps... I could be his muse..."