Chapter 23 It turns out that wasn't disgust.
Feeling cold all over, Wen Yanyu rubbed her arms, curled herself up into a ball, and tried to fall asleep as soon as possible.
I can't sleep once the medication wears off.
A warm heat suddenly emanated from my body.
Wen Yanyu was taken aback. She turned her head and met the man's unreadable eyes. A blanket was put over her.
"Brother Duan?"
Duan Mufeng remained expressionless. After covering the boy with his own blanket, he put on a piece of clothing and lay down again.
"The temperature seems to have dropped a bit. I'm afraid of the heat, but you're usually very afraid of the cold. You should cover yourself up so you don't catch a cold. We'll have them add a thicker blanket for you tomorrow."
After saying that, without paying attention to Wen Yanyu's expression, Duan Mufeng turned around and didn't look at him again.
Wen Yanyu: "..." Huh?
"Oh, okay, thank you, bro."
A flash of gratitude crossed her eyes, and Wen Yanyu pulled the blanket tighter around her, whispering, "I'll give you something good to eat tomorrow."
"Hmm," Duan Mufeng responded softly, and then said nothing more.
Night was falling.
The sound of cicadas chirping came from outside the window.
Listening to the steady breathing around me.
Duan Mufeng carefully turned over, and after his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could see the person sleeping soundly beside him.
Duan Mufeng lowered his eyes as his gaze fell on that fair and soft face.
Her fingertips gently traced the boy's face, slowly moving towards the alluring red mole. The delicate, soft touch sent a shiver down her spine.
Seemingly feeling an itch, Wen Yanyu's brow twitched, she mumbled a few words, and mouthed something in her drowsy state.
Duan Mufeng couldn't help but move closer.
A vague but familiar name entered his ears.
“Fu Hanchuan…”
"Stop pinching my cheeks..."
A friendly and natural complaint.
Duan Mufeng froze.
An unprecedented sourness instantly gnawed at my heart.
With his wrist hanging down, the man silently gazed at the boy curled up beside him, fast asleep.
He changed partners in bed one after another, and his so-called romantic partners changed round after round, but after each time he had his fun, they would tacitly separate or remain entangled in an ambiguous relationship.
He always felt that it was a foolish thing to fall in love.
I also hate those people who are obsessed with love and look up the other person's information before going on the show.
A typical example, one he loathed.
But unfortunately, that face was just too much to his liking.
Her innocent and naive eyes and personality were incredibly attractive to a hunter like him. Her soft body and breath made him eager to taste her.
He knew about the other person's entanglement with Fu Hanchuan, but he didn't care about that; all he wanted was physical pleasure.
Things that are superficial may be cheap, but they bring happiness.
But he suddenly realized that he didn't feel disgusted.
That was fear.
I don't know when it started, maybe it started after I ate that half-eaten dumpling, or maybe it started after I ate the chocolate the other person threw at me.
It might start with unconsciously glancing at the other person at night, or it might start with not being able to stop smiling as soon as you see them, or it might start with not being able to bear getting any closer when you see their flustered appearance.
Or perhaps it began when he looked into the other person's clear eyes, which were shrouded in an inexplicable melancholy; when his gaze lingered on the other person, who often seemed for no apparent reason, and when he began to try to understand them.
He was greedy.
He also became one of them.
One of the people he used to hate.
Perhaps he could use all sorts of tricks to deceive the other party and gain a moment of pleasure, just like he has done countless times before.
But the subtle emotions in the other person's eyes made him realize clearly that all his thoughts and ideas were just wishful thinking.
Hands that I can't bear to touch.
I couldn't help but smile greedily.
The cicadas chirped incessantly throughout the night. Duan Mufeng closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of the other person's presence.
In the instant when heartbeats intertwined, that feeling seemed to be more than just wishful thinking.
The sky was bright.
In the courtyard, people lined up to draw lots to go to the city to buy daily necessities and food for the children in the mountains.
Lu Mingxu looked at the red tag in his hand that was exactly the same as Wen Yanyu's, and got up to pack his things.
Wen Yanyu, looking like she hadn't woken up yet, put on a coat, picked up a small notebook, and walked over to Duan Mufeng. "Brother Duan, is there anything you want to eat?"
Duan Mufeng shook his head.
Suddenly remembering that the other person seemed to like eating fish and fish balls, Wen Yanyu tentatively asked, "Brother, I remember you like eating fish, right? How about I go buy a black carp? Black carp has almost no bones and the meat is very tender."
Duan Mufeng was slightly taken aback, then nodded gently.
Wen Yanyu smiled at him, "Okay, then I'll buy some and make fish balls for you. I know a way to make them that tastes especially good."
"Hmm." Duan Mufeng lowered his eyes, concealing the strangeness in them.
He didn't say anything more.
Wen Yanyu then asked the others what they wanted to eat, and then carefully wrote down their thoughts in her memo.
The man's unusual behavior was clearly captured on camera.
Has anyone else noticed that Duan Luobo has been a bit cold towards Wen Yanyu these past few days?
[The novelty has probably worn off.]
I think we haven't eaten yet.
I don't think so. It's just that there was quite a lot of physical contact last week, but it's stopped these past couple of days. However, their attitude hasn't cooled off; it's just that they seem a bit cautious, which is strange.
[Comment from a former aquaman: 9.999% genuinely invested.]
[He laughed. Duan Mufeng was really into it. He spent money like water when he was abroad.]
Regardless of his intentions, she scooped up the baby bunny and refused to play with the philandering man.
The two took the living expenses provided by the production team, got up and went out.
After a drive of more than three hours.
Along the way, pedestrians in the mall turned around and stared at the two people following the cameraman.
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