Grudge Breaker

Chapter 17 Chaos and Suspicions (Part )
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  It was lonely all around, and the wax lamp on the table went out at some point.

Song Weichen thought that with so many things happening, she would not be able to sleep, and even if she fell asleep, she would have nightmares. Unexpectedly, she slept so deeply that she didn't even notice that Mo Tingfeng came back at dawn.

He walked into the room quietly and saw that the bowl of soup on the table had been drank cleanly. His face finally softened a little. Then he looked at the little man on the bed. The quilt was kicked to one side and he was sleeping in a mess. He couldn't help but laugh a little. How could he? The girl is so dishonest when sleeping.

He subconsciously wanted to cover her with a quilt, but stopped halfway with his hand - he shouldn't care about her so much, this kind of care is very dangerous.

He immediately turned around and walked away, went to the desk, lit the candle on the table, thought about it and dimmed it a little before going back, then picked up a file, put a pestle in one hand, and started reading quietly.
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  The sky turned fish white.

I don't know what kind of bird it was, but it was chirping on the window lattice. It was very pleasant to hear the sound of wind chimes that occasionally sounded. The air seemed to be filled with the fragrance of bamboo leaves and grass flowers. Song Weichen closed his eyes and stretched with a smile. She felt so comfortable sleeping that she was reluctant to open her eyes.

Hasn't that big ice cube come back yet? Thinking of this, she opened her eyes and glanced habitually at the chair in front of the bed. It was empty. There was an indescribable feeling, and when I recalled it carefully, he was always there when I woke up.

Bored, he looked away and unexpectedly found that he was well covered with quilts. How could this be possible? As long as he didn't pass out, he couldn't sleep without kicking the quilt off. Is this still me? She couldn't understand her sudden change of gender.

Song Weichen rubbed his hair and sat up from the bed. At a glance, he saw Mo Tingfeng sleeping lightly behind the desk. It turned out that he was there. I unconsciously felt a sense of security in my heart. After thinking about it, I quietly got up and walked over quietly.

I saw him holding his head with one hand and holding the book loosely in the other hand. He must have been reading a second before falling asleep.
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  This man must be under a lot of work pressure. Seeing his frown while sleeping, Song Weichen realized for the first time that he was very tired. No wonder he has such a bad temper and speaks so harshly. It is probably because it is too difficult to complete the performance KPIs.

Also, not to mention that the sudden disappearance of a good and capable officer turned into an unsolved case, this man in a shabby robe actually chose a loser to take over the job. There are still no clues in other cases, and the big boss above is keeping a close eye on them. Who else can be in a good mood? If you want to be in his position, why don't you go berserk and crazy every day?

By some strange coincidence, she actually raised her hand and reached between his eyebrows.

In fact, Mo Tingfeng woke up as soon as she sat up. He heard her tiptoeing toward him, so he simply continued to fall asleep. He couldn't trust her in the first place, so he might as well pretend to sleep on purpose to see what she wanted.

Feeling her suddenly raising her hand towards his eyebrows, he subconsciously grabbed the wrist.

"What do you want to do?"
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  Mo Tingfeng opened his eyes coldly. There was no trace of the blur in his eyes that he had just woken up from, and he looked sober and sharp.

She was originally leaning towards him in front of the desk, but when she was pulled by this force, her whole center of gravity became unstable. Her elbow hit the desk with a bang, which happened to hit a muscle. "His", she frowned. got up.

Mo Tingfeng didn't expect that this could hurt her, so he quickly let go of his hand. Just as he was about to reach out to help her with his other hand, he withdrew it abruptly.

He deliberately did not look at her.

"Why are you so defensive? I just saw you frowning when you were asleep, so I wanted to help you soothe it and care about you." Song Weichen said while rubbing his elbows, his face wrinkled like A small bitter gourd.

"Do you think that no one else is as defenseless as you? You can be completely unaware if a grown man enters the room in the middle of the night. What if someone comes with ulterior motives?" "Isn't this your room? If there is really an ulterior motive, It can only be you, right?" Song Weichen couldn't help but retort.

He stopped looking at her with a cold face and picked up the file, "You die like a pig when you sleep."

Song Weichen almost choked on his saliva. How could he speak? Is this brother angry when he wakes up?
  "Who do you think looks like a pig? You look like a pig! Your whole family looks like a pig."

"I know exactly what you look like when you sleep."

"You!" Song Weichen was so angry that he walked back and forth rubbing his elbows, "You said that you, a big man, went to the room where girls sleep in the middle of the night. What do you want to do? If I were a pig, you would be a wolf, big! Pervert! Wolf!"

Mo Tingfeng chuckled and flipped through the files calmly, "Song Weichen, if I remember correctly, this is my room."

Song Weichen almost vomited a mouthful of blood because of Mo Tingfeng's expression. She took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll go out, I'll go out, okay? Don't choke me with your words. To be honest, I'm not afraid of you either. You If you want, kill me, or I'll be reincarnated as a human being!"
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  Song Weichen went out angrily, and the room suddenly became surprisingly quiet.

The birds that were chirping on the window lattice just now have flown to nowhere. Sitting alone at the table, Mo Tingfeng has never felt that this place has been so quiet before.

He didn't mean to anger her. In fact, even he couldn't understand it. As long as he was with her, his words would often become mean as soon as he spoke them. This was not him at all.

He is definitely not a person who would bring a strange woman to his mansion, especially if he let her sleep in his room. In order not to be suspected by others, he also used a restraining spell to hide her gender identity, and even made her still suspicious. Taking up the position of White Robe, all these decisions made him extremely confused about himself.

He didn't understand why. In fact, since the first time he saw her, he had an indescribable feeling, a very distant, sour longing and resentment.

It's like waiting for a person in fear for a long, long time. When she finally appears, when this person is standing in front of you, the person who is waiting often says not that he misses her, but that he misses her. Complaining is a very complicated emotion.

But who is he waiting for? It is clear that no one can wait for him.

Could it be that we are waiting for the mountains to become mountains, waiting for the sea to become peaks, and waiting for all things to reach the end of time? Still...waiting for a tree that will never bloom, waiting for the person who will never dream again.

Mo Tingfeng knew that he was moved again, and he hated himself like this.

　I hope that among everyone here, there are some who are lovely, some who can wait, some who can think about, and some who come here in dreams.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)