The sun outside the window was no longer as scorching as it was in the afternoon. In the quiet attic, Pei Xia sat aside, blocking the sun for someone, staring intently at the person in the hammock.
He got very close, close enough to see the tiny hairs on the face of the person on the bed, and the eyelashes that trembled slightly with breathing.
His eyes swept over her inch by inch, finally landing on the plump, rosy lips. He pursed his lips and leaned forward.
Pei Xia stared at the man's closed eyes without blinking for a long time without moving his eyelids.
He seemed to be having an extremely intense ideological struggle. After a while, he bent down as if he had made a decision, but the alarm clock next to him suddenly rang.
The ringing sound, which was not loud at all, was really annoying at the moment. Pei Xiamu's stunned eyes immediately cleared up, a murderous look flashed between his brows, and he raised his arm to throw the alarm clock away with a strong wind.
The diligent alarm clock was thrown against the wall and fell to the ground in pieces without making a single cry.
Zhu Yuanqing frowned, as if he was about to wake up.
Pei Xia lowered her head, gently stroked his forehead with her fingertips, and whispered, "Go to sleep."
“Bang bang…”
There was a knock on the small attic door, not loud but very regular.
The small door opened, and Pei Xia didn't even raise his head. The broken alarm clock on the wall floated up, wrapped in a black mist and floated to the door, and then the door closed gently.
He then looked up, his eyes sweeping across the rose field, then down to the floor, a slight arc appearing at the corner of his mouth, as if in ridicule or sarcasm.
The quarrel downstairs intensified, the shouting and shoving seemed to be right in front of us, and everyone's ugly side was exposed.
He bent down and rested his head on Zhu Yuanqing's shoulder, inhaling her light fragrance, and the surging malice was suppressed.
Pei Xia closed her eyes.
Zhu Yuanqing was woken up by the alarm clock. When he opened his eyes, he was still a little dazed and didn't know how he fell asleep. He sat on the rocking hammock and rubbed his temples.
Pei Xia stood up and ran over to turn off the alarm clock, then sat back next to Zhu Yuanqing and looked at him with his eyes open.
Zhu Yuanqing smiled softly, but when she opened her eyes she felt something was wrong.
He suppressed his smile and picked up the alarm clock on the table. The hands on it clearly pointed to half past five.
He looked at Pei Xia on the hammock with a half-smile, and the man looked at him with a pair of innocent eyes.
He didn't say anything, just stared at me.
"You really are..." Zhu Yuanqing helplessly held his forehead, roughly guessing who was behind this, but in the end he just sighed, "Let's go, let's go eat."
Eat after sleeping, and it’s time to go to bed after eating. What a life it is...
Zhu Yuanqing was at a loss for words. He felt like some kind of animal.
He clearly felt something was wrong when he went downstairs.
Everyone in the hall sat in an orderly manner, with their heads down and not speaking. Except for myself, almost everyone was there.
He walked down, and everyone in the seats looked at him, each with an unpleasant expression.
Yu Wenli's eyes were red, her hair was messy, and her neat white dress was covered in dust and wrinkles. Wu Dong was even worse, with a clear slap mark on his face.
The two people were standing on one side and one side, with a coffee table between them, clearly separating them.
Xu Zhi fell on the sofa, his clothes were almost rags, and he was breathing intermittently, making people wonder if he would die without taking a breath.
Li Dapeng's hands were wrapped like dumplings with clothes, and he looked visibly disheveled.
On the contrary, Zhu Yuanqing had just had a nap and now felt refreshed, his energy and spirit were different from these people.
"What happened?" he asked. "Where's Zhao Hong?"
"I don't know." It was Li Dapeng who spoke. He noticed the neatness of Zhu Yuanqing and Pei Xia and looked away. "When I looked up, they were gone. I haven't found them yet."
Whether to look for him or not is another matter, but it is true that the person is gone.
Seeing that dinner time is approaching, if he can come, he will definitely not show up now.
Seeing him coming, Yu Wenli's eyes lit up with hope: "Um, did you find the gold coins?"
Her voice was very hoarse, with the hollow and weak sound of someone who spoke too loudly. Seeing Zhu Yuanqing shaking his head, her shoulders drooped dejectedly and she covered her face.
Wu Dong glanced at her and sneered, "I told you that old guy is lying to us. So many people haven't even seen the shadow of a gold coin, and you're still helping?"
"I think he just wants us to die!"
None of them said what happened to them, but Zhu Yuanqing clearly felt that everyone would not have a good time today, and there might even be a fierce conflict.
The wool on the ground was trampled into a mess, and there were traces of people lying down and struggling in some places. The cups on the coffee table were also crooked, and some had fallen directly onto the table.
It was almost time, so everyone got up and went to the restaurant. Seeing the empty seats and the tableware for six people on the dining table, they basically confirmed whether Zhao Hong was alive or dead.
Li Dapeng kicked Xu Zhi's leg viciously.
He staggered, revealing the swelling on his face, which looked like he had been beaten.
Everyone sat down, and the familiar restraints tied everyone up again, but this time Pei Xia reacted quickly and was now leaning against Zhu Yuanqing for support.
Today's dinner is different from the previous ones. The dishes on the table are actually Chinese.
In front of each person is a bowl of rice, two pairs of chopsticks and a spoon, and in front of them are multiple servings of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Ants Climbing a Tree, Clear-boiled Lamb Soup, Osmanthus Honey Candied Lotus Root, and Cold Jellyfish Head.
The same thing again and again, just looking at it makes one's appetite increase.
The afternoon's tasks were extremely demanding, and now almost everyone was hungry, and pairs of serving chopsticks were used to pick up food.
It’s strange that even though the dining table is very large and many dishes are placed quite far away, you can basically pick up the dish you want to eat just by stretching out your chopsticks.
Maybe Pei Xia also noticed this. While others were eating, he was quickly putting food on the plate. Soon, a small mountain of plates was pushed in front of Zhu Yuanqing.
He took too much, and Zhu Yuanqing couldn't finish it after eating half of it. Pei Xia was with him, holding his stomach and looking at the plate with a little food left, and moved it directly to his side.
Then... he poured it into his empty bowl without changing his expression.
The desks of both of them looked clean.
After the meal, the restraints on the chairs were still not untied. Everyone was no longer panicked this time and were not surprised to see the butler appear.
But his next words made Li Dapeng furious.
"Everyone present has received two gold coins. The mission will continue tomorrow. Keep up the good work."
After leaving behind this earth-shattering news, the butler left straight away, completely like a ruthless task issuing machine.
After he left, there was a loud rustling of chairs. Wu Dong stood up, his cold gaze sweeping across each person: "Didn't you say you didn't find any gold coins?"
The harmonious atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke.
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