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◎Green Tea Attack 3◎

"What's this?"

In front of Mu Heqing and Jiang Mu was a plate of something unrecognizable, dark, sticky, and tasting unlike anything from the human world.

Xiangyuan looked confident and said to Mu Heqing, "Heqing, eat quickly, eat it while it's hot."

Mu Heqing picked up his chopsticks, took a piece, and said, "You can leave after you finish eating."

Jiang Mu immediately stopped her, looking shocked, and stammered, "Qing! You want to eat this?"

"What's wrong with eating this? I was the one who cooked for He Qing when they were in high school! And who are you anyway? Why are you always clinging to He Qing?" The arrogant Xiang Yuan finally spared a glance for Jiang Mu.

"What! Qing has been eating this kind of thing for three years?" Jiang Mu squeezed Mu and Qing's hands, feeling heartbroken. "How did you manage to keep it up?"

Mu and Qing were embarrassed by Jiang Mu's exaggerated actions; no one had ever felt sorry for her because of this before.

She blushed slightly and said, "It's okay, you get used to it after a while."

"Your name is Xiangyuan, right? If I finish this plate of food, could you please leave? Qing can't eat this stuff; she's not feeling well. I'll take it." Jiang Mu said with a resolute expression.

Xiangyuan felt that what he had made was a punishment for the two people in front of him. He angrily picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth, and said while chewing, "Is it that bad?"

Three minutes passed, and Xiangyuan still hadn't chewed the food in his mouth.

"How is this possible! How is this possible!" He picked up a piece of beef that Jiang Mu had just cooked, refusing to believe it.

It melts in your mouth, soft, tender, and fragrant.

So his cooking is really bad!

“Heqing, why didn’t you tell me all these years?” Xiangyuan sobbed.

Mu Heqing twitched his lips and said, "I'm not that picky. Besides, if I don't eat these, I'll starve to death."

"Heqing! Heqing!" Xiangyuan cried out emotionally, tears streaming down his face, as if he had suddenly found the murderer after his whole family was killed ten years ago.

Mu Heqing was startled by Xiangyuan's sudden shout and quickly said, "Keep your voice down, don't disturb the neighbors."

"It's alright, Qing, the soundproofing here is very good," Jiang Mu said.

Xiangyuan walked into the kitchen, sobbing, and started cleaning up the mess he had just made.

Mu Heqing had a terrible headache and looked at Jiang Mu apologetically.

Jiang Mu shook his head and said, "It's okay, Qing. I'm your boyfriend. We have to face these things together."

He went into the kitchen and helped with the tidying up.

Mu and Qing never expected that their classmate could cause such a big problem.

"Who exactly are you? I just asked you, but you didn't answer me." Xiangyuan became curious about Jiang Mu.

He seems to get along very well with Mu and Qing, and he wants to be treated like that by Mu and Qing.

“I’m Qing’s boyfriend.” Jiang Mu wiped away the black residue on the stove.

"What is a boyfriend? A follower? Qing seems to be very tolerant of you, she has never been like that to me." Xiangyuan flicked the small braid behind his head.

“No, it’s a partner you can spend your whole life with,” Jiang Mu retorted calmly.

The kitchen suddenly fell silent, and Jiang Mu looked directly at Xiang Yuan.

Several strange building blocks reappeared in the kitchen.

"Do you want to kill me?" Jiang Mu asked, showing no fear whatsoever.

"I hate you." Xiangyuan put away the building blocks and glanced at Mu and Qing outside the door.

Jiang Mu smiled but didn't say anything.

Coincidentally, he also disliked him very much, and loathed him intensely.

He had a premonition that he was about to meet each of his mysterious classmates.

After tidying up the kitchen, Xiangyuan said goodbye to Mu and Qing and left feeling aggrieved.

He won't take the initiative; his specialty is using others to do his dirty work.

He gave a cold laugh.

…………

This is an extremely chaotic painting; the colors and the structure are meaningless.

Sifei hummed a song as she scribbled on the painting. The door behind her was opened, and a familiar scent wafted towards her.

With a warm, soft hand on her shoulder, Sifei felt even happier.

"Sifei, did you give one of your paintings to someone?" the person asked.

Sifei's mood immediately sank.

"Why are you suddenly bringing this up, Qing?" Sifei put down her paintbrush and turned to ask.

“Sigh.” Mu Heqing found a place to sit down and stared at Si Fei’s painting. “You gave the painting to that person, and that person unfolded it in front of Jiang Mu. If he hadn’t dodged in time, he would probably be a crazy idiot by now.”

Sifei thought coldly, "This man still managed to evade me."

But she didn't show it on her face: "I don't know, who is He Qing, Jiang Mu?"

"You know, Xiangyuan told you." Mu Heqing's tone was certain; how could she not know these classmates?

"I don't know what you're talking about. All I know is that you've been disappearing from the public eye lately." Sifei picked up her paintbrush and drew a heavy line on the painting.

Mu and Qing stood up and hugged Sifei from behind, causing Sifei's paintbrush to tremble.

"Please don't do that, okay?" she asked gently, with a hint of pleading.

Sifei gripped her paintbrush tightly, turned her head, and said, "I didn't do anything to him, as long as he doesn't come looking for me on his own."

"Thank you. If Jiang Mu has done anything wrong, I apologize."

Sifei's brush added a thick black dot to the painting.

She didn't want to apologize to Qing.

"He Qing, what have you thought about what the principal told you?" Si Fei changed the subject.

Mu Heqing said, "I declined the principal's offer. Didn't he tell you?"

Sifei finally couldn't take it anymore. She threw her paintbrush heavily to the ground and angrily questioned, "Why? Heqing, why don't you want to? Did you accept your short lifespan and then leave me?"

Mu Heqing silently picked up the paintbrush from Sifei's floor and shook his head: "I'm sorry, Sifei, this is my choice."

She had no desire for immortality; she didn't know what the meaning of extending her lifespan would be to her.

Should I spend time with my friends? That thought isn't particularly strong.

She only wanted to die as a human being.

"He Qing, you!" Si Fei lost her interest in painting. She didn't care about Jiang Mu at all. After all, he was just a human with a short lifespan. How long he could stay by Mu He Qing's side was irrelevant as long as Mu He Qing lived.

But Mu and Qing didn't want to live that long at all. Why? Didn't she drink the potion?

Wasn't her affection "replaced"?

Why does Jiang Mu still exist? Why is he unwilling to stay with them forever?

After Mu and Qing left, Sifei dialed the principal's number.

“Principal Fa Jiuyi, you know everything about Qing’s situation, so why does she still have feelings for humans?”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by only one sentence.

"I will handle it."

Meanwhile, Mu and Qing were on their way home.

As they crossed the traffic light, a middle-aged man said to her, "He wants to see you."

“I don’t want to see him,” Mu Heqing replied.

She crossed the zebra crossing, and a smiling employee from a roadside hot pot restaurant handed her a flyer, asking energetically, "Why? With Qing?"

"I'm tired, I want to rest. I'll come find you when I have time." Mu Heqing handed the flyer to the shop assistant and looked up at the silver spider web on the eaves of the hot pot restaurant.

"Also, if you need anything, just call directly. Don't use this method; it's very strange, Principal Fa Jiuyi."

After Mu and Qing finished speaking, they ignored the passersby and went straight home. As soon as they entered the door, they took off their coats and collapsed onto the bed.

She never expected that her high school classmates hated Jiang Mu so much that they all wanted to kill him.

What exactly did Xiangyuan say to them?

Since he left Jiang Mu's house yesterday, Jiang Mu first encountered Archifa's insects, Si Fei's paintings, Yu Hai's crows, and a bunch of other random things. Mu and Qing could only warn all the classmates.

Fortunately, they didn't dare to kill Jiang Mu directly, otherwise Jiang Mu's ashes would have been scattered by now.

how so.

Mu Heqing was pulling at her hair, in great pain. All she was doing was dating!

She dialed Jiang Mu's number and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was safe and sound.

It's so annoying, really so annoying. For the first time, she felt that her friends had gone a bit "over the line".

Mu Heqing washed her face in the bathroom, dried it in front of the mirror, and saw a slightly irritated face. She opened her eyes and saw that her right eye was a little bloodshot, while her left eye was very clean.

She blinked hard, unconsciously touching her left eye, a question forming in her mind.

Isn't her left eye a little too clean, like a doll's eye?

Mu and Qing looked in the mirror and pried open their left eye again. There were some blood vessels under the eye, no different from their right eye.

Strange, did she just see it wrong?

She didn't pay attention to such a small matter, lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep in a little while.

After sleeping for only a few minutes, Mu and Qing entered a familiar dream again, where the strange plant was still there.

"Have I seen you before?" she asked.

The plant stretched out its branches and leaves, and several branches entwined around Mu and Qing, their dense array of eyes staring at her.

"When? High school, no, even longer." Mu Heqing felt as if a memory of hers had been unlocked in her dream.

The plant swayed gently.

"It was before I graduated from junior high school. I was walking home alone when I came across a strange plant. I was very scared, so I walked around it and went home."

Mu and Qing began to talk to themselves.

"The next day, I was too scared to go home alone, so I called my good friend Tang Ruxing to go home with me. Sure enough, we didn't see the strange plant. Just when I thought it was my imagination, Tang Ruxing's grandmother passed away. She took three days off."

“When I was walking home alone, I encountered this plant again. No matter which way I went, I would run into it. I was terrified and wanted to call for my mother, but the plant clung to me. It didn’t speak, but I understood what it meant.”

"'Don't be afraid, don't hide from me, I just want to be your friend,' that's what the plant said. But I was still scared, so I told it that I needed to talk to my mother first."

Can't you make your own decisions?

But I want to tell my mom.

[You can make your own decision, Qing. Are you willing?]

You're just a blade of grass, how can we be friends?

Give it a try, give it a try, Qing, we'll have a lot of fun together.

"So you're saying I can choose for myself, then do I have the right to refuse?"

Of course, you can refuse me; you have the right to refuse me. You can refuse me when you're unhappy.

【All right. 】