deadly mantra

Chapter 83 Chen Chen was defeated in a round

Shui Qingchen returned to the house, bent down, put the dripping umbrella on the table, and walked straight towards the window.

Under the beating candlelight, the shadow cast by his tall body was stretched very long and reflected diagonally on the wall.

After the heavy rain, the air became refreshing, with a hint of coolness.

The night was dark.

Shui Qingchen raised his head habitually and looked upstairs. The worry in his eyes became stiff for a moment after he realized his behavior.

It has become his habit since when to worry about her.

Get used to it.

What a horrible thing.

With a wry smile on his face, Shui Qingchen raised his arms and slowly closed the window.

He turned around, walked behind the desk, and sat down on the Taishi chair.

The room is quiet and empty, the perfect place to calm down and carefully sort out your thoughts.

Shui Qingchen's eyes were unfocused for a while, until darkness struck again, then he closed his eyes tiredly, leaned back on the chair, and ignored the faint stinging pain from the wound on his right arm.

After a while, a stream of ferocious blood flowed from his sleeves to the back of his hand, followed his slender fingers, and fell on the carpet drop by drop.

I decided to stop liking you.

The familiar voice, the unfamiliar indifference, and the words she said echoed over and over again in Shui Qingchen's mind.

That night, the little one suffered from a cold attack, and he helped her to get rid of the cold, which caused an eye disease that has not yet been cured.

However, this does not mean that he will be blind in both eyes and mind.

He could clearly tell the difference between the little guy and Bao Simu, how could he possibly mistake them for each other.

He has always cherished the little guy as a child.

He has always treated her love like a child occupying a toy.

Tonight, Feng Xiaoyao's words reminded him.

The little guy looks young, but he is almost thirteen or fourteen years old.

At her age, it was the sensitive period for her first love affairs.

Shui Qingchen let out a long breath, sadness slowly covered his brows, and he felt a little troubled in his heart.

For the first time in his life, he actually hoped that someone would treat him like a toy.

"Alas..." Another long sigh.

The mood is extremely complicated.

Her love for men and women made him happy and sad at the same time.

He was happy because he was very happy and her love was true.

Worry is worry. Since he can't respond to her love, he can't let her stay with him any longer.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

Shui Qingchen stared at the beating candlelight and pondered silently for a moment. After a long time, he finally made up his mind.

There must be a break between them.

The next day.

The sun has just risen.

Early in the morning, familiar footsteps could be heard upstairs.

Shui Qingchen sat on the chair with a depressed look on his face. After sitting there all night, his neck, back, arms, and legs were all numb. If he moved slightly, it was like thousands of ants were gnawing at his skin. .

He thought about it all night, but he couldn't come up with the best way to stop the little guy from hurting him at the same time.He moved his neck and heard the sound of bones cracking.

When he sees the little guy later, he will definitely teach her a lesson about how she can wear other men's clothes in the middle of the night.

Well……

When admonishing, he must maintain a good attitude and not let the little guy misunderstand him again.

With this thought, familiar footsteps came from the stairs, and soon they came to his door.

Shui Qingchen pressed the armrest of the chair with his left hand, his body was numb, and he stood up with difficulty.

"Hey~ Feng Benben, good morning."

The free and easy voice, full of infinite vitality, came through the crack in the door, leaving Shui Qingchen stunned.

"What a ghost! I had a weird dream last night!" Feng Xiaoyao's unhappy voice also entered the room: "Where is Brother Qingchen? Haven't you gotten up yet?"

"How do I know, I'm not the roundworm in his stomach."

"Unconscionable guy..."

"How much is your conscience worth? You can wait here for Shui Qingchen. I have an appointment, so I won't have breakfast with you. Oh, by the way, you don't have to wait for me at noon."

Shui Qingchen...

This title made Shui Qingchen frown.

brat……

Do you want to draw a clear line with him?
He thought about the problem all night, and then solved it... easily?
Shui Qingchen's eyes became slightly serious. He looked at the little figure reflected on the door and window and walked slowly over.

As soon as his hand touched the door, he heard Ji Fanyin suddenly speak quickly.

"See you later! I'm in a hurry, so I slipped away~"

"Zhiyo——" The door opened.

Shui Qingchen stood at the door and saw someone running away.

Feng Xiaoyao raised her hand happily and said hello:
"Good morning, Brother Qingchen, you damn girl..."

Shui Qingchen's eyes darkened slightly:
"I heard."

"Oh oh oh." Feng Xiaoyao coughed unnaturally, her eyes flickered a few times, and she glanced sideways at Shui Qingchen: "Wait a minute, should we go to the Shandao Alliance again? I don't know if the buns were made yesterday How are they doing? That Miss Luo... Baozi is here, so she should be fine, right?"

"Don't worry, I think that Miss Luo is capable of protecting herself." Shui Qingchen looked at the direction where the person disappeared, squinted his eyes slightly, and at the same time calmly analyzed: "She did not reveal her identity to Simu, and she took the initiative If I want to go to Bao's house with Simu, I should plan to follow him and quietly remove the Miao poison from Bao Jingtong."

"Ah?" Feng Xiaoyao was startled: "Isn't that too cheap for that bastard Bao Jingtong?"

Shui Qingchen smiled and said:

"If something happens to Bao Jingtong, the one who will be implicated must be Simu."

Feng Xiaoyao suddenly realized, and his affection for Luo Zifei increased:
"I see, Miss Luo must be afraid of causing trouble for Baozi."

Thinking of that stunning face, Feng Xiaoyao's cheeks couldn't help but blush, and she said with great emotion:
"Brother Qingchen, you have a way to make Miss Luo reveal her true face without any effort."

Shui Qingchen said meaningfully:
"Xiaoyin's vision has always been very accurate. If she can be called 'kind', then Miss Luo must be a considerate girl. The more kind-hearted a person is, the easier it is to be deceived and feel ashamed . I just follow the clues. The one who can really see through a person without any effort is not me, but Xiaoyin."

"That damn girl?"

Feng Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, unable to accept Shui Qingchen's words.

Speaking of Ji Fanyin, he asked suspiciously:

"I don't know who the dead girl is going out in a hurry to see. She said she doesn't plan to come back at noon. What is she doing?"

Hearing the sound, Shui Qingchen frowned slightly and fell into silence for a while. After a while, he replied:
"No matter who it is, as long as she makes up her mind, I will cooperate with her. If that's what she wants."

(End of this chapter)