Chapter 120: Confused -
Mo Tingfeng was startled, then looked down at the little man in his arms, "What did you call me?"
She was already about to fall asleep, She was talking to herself in gibberish, "Ting Feng, don't follow her."
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In the early morning, Song Weichen woke up, and the scene of the proactive kiss last night suddenly flooded into her mind. Wu Zi blushed, and she despised her behavior in her heart - Song Weichen, Song Weichen, why have you become such a bitch? There is no need to round this up, even if you get a fraction, you are still a prostitute! He actually offered a kiss to a man other than Otori... Man... Oops! What about others?
Worried that he would chase "that woman" into the illusion while she was asleep, Song Weichen didn't wear any shoes, was barefoot and disheveled, and hurriedly got out of bed and ran to Mo Tingfeng's room to see him meditating on the bed with his eyes closed. Breathed a sigh of relief.
But on second thought, he could follow her into the illusion while meditating! Song Weichen was no longer calm, and moved closer to him to carefully observe whether there was anything unusual about him.
"If you keep doing this, I can't help but kiss you again."
Mo Tingfeng closed his eyes and said, startling her. After realizing it, Song Weichen subconsciously shrank back Shrinking, he moved towards the door with a smile.
"What are you doing? Haha, just be fine. Just be fine. I'll go out first."
Before she had taken two steps, Song Weichen's feet dropped, and she was already hugged by Mo Tingfeng, wrapping her in his arms.
"It's so cold, and your shoes and socks are so thin without clothes. Your body won't be able to bear it if you get sick again."
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A familiar breath came to Song Weichen's face. It was getting hotter. She didn't dare to look at him and murmured in a low voice, "I didn't see you when I woke up. I was afraid that you would follow her again... so I didn't have time to put it on."
As he spoke, he hugged her back to Wuqing. As Ju An settled on the bed, Mo Tingfeng leaned over and placed his hands on both sides of her body in a semi-encircling position, looking at her seriously.
"You hope that I will be by your side when you wake up every day?"
Song Weichen nodded hurriedly, "Yeah! I hope so before breaking the illusion."
Mo Tingfeng came closer. He looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile. The little girl didn't understand what he was asking at all. His voice was a little hoarse, "Do you want us to... sleep together?"
Song Weichen realized then. He fell into a trap. This big-tailed wolf was very bad. He always used language traps. "I...you know I didn't mean it this way."
He raised his eyebrows, stood up and turned his back to Song Weichen stood with his hands behind his hands, "Then what do you mean? On the one hand, he took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, shouting affectionately to Ting Feng, and on the other hand, he was talking about marriage with other men. He went to Qin and Mu Chu, and had to look at Shu. Miss Song is really good Means.”
After that, he walked towards the door. Song Weichen rushed over and hugged him from behind in desperation, "Don't leave." She suppressed the surging grievance, "As long as I don't go with her, I can do whatever you say to me."
"Yesterday was a special situation. I, I couldn't think of any other way at the moment. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... do that to you."
Mo Tingfeng took a deep breath , ruthlessly pushed away the hand on his waist, turned around and stared at Song Weichen seriously, "Then let me ask you, what will you do if she appears again? If Gu Cangyue is there at that time, what will you do? What should you do? Come and throw yourself into my arms?"
"I..."
Song Weichen was so choked that he wanted to cry. He lowered his head and tried his best to endure it. Mo Tingfeng looked soft at her. He was dying and almost couldn't hold on any longer. He just wanted to coax her with nice words, but he couldn't.
He didn't mean to be mean and sarcastic, of course he knew the weirdness of the illusion, and he also understood that she wanted to use herself to restrain him from being swallowed by the illusion.
It’s just that compared to these, he hopes that Song Weichen will figure out his own feelings. He doesn’t want her to passively spend time with him day and night just to save herself, or even passively do intimate things that are not her intention. Lift.
"Wei Wei, you clearly know my thoughts, but you keep me close and far away. You are not me, so it is hard to imagine this pain. If you have me in your heart, you will never get close to me, but if you There is no self in my heart, so why should we struggle so hard? You don’t have to pay so much for me.”
Finally he couldn’t bear it when he saw her standing barefoot in front of him, so he gently carried her back to the bed.
"I'll go to the morning meeting first, and come back after you have rested."
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Mo Tingfeng went out, and Song Weichen couldn't hold it in anymore and his eyes turned red. He was not her, so he didn't know about her entanglement.
Her feelings for him were very complicated, and Song Weichen couldn't figure them out. She couldn't tell whether those tiny throbbings and emotions were her own, or whether they came from Sang Pu.
She didn't dare to delve into what kind of feelings she had for Mo Tingfeng. At first, she was afraid that he would hate him, but then she gradually began to rely on him and trust him. Now... now she can't tell the difference. Song Weichen feels that she It was probably because of Sang Pu's emotional filter, otherwise how could she start to feel good about Bingtuozi and couldn't help but think of him when she couldn't see him. She was afraid that all her emotions towards him, whether she liked or hated him, had nothing to do with her true feelings. This had always been a knot in her heart.
What's more, she has unmasked Gu Cangyue and has to be responsible for him emotionally and rationally. She really shouldn't be so close to other men.
But if she really lets him go now, in the fantasy world of the other courtyard, the image of him taking Sang Pu away without looking back has been lingering in her mind. No matter how she puts aside her own thoughts, she can't do it under any circumstances. Watch him die.
I really couldn’t figure it out, so I just didn’t want to think about it anymore. Song Weichen wiped away his tears and put on his white robe and hurried to the meeting hall. At the moment, he just wanted to solve the case as soon as possible and let the illusion of Sang Pu disappear forever.
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Seeing her come in with red and swollen eyes and sit silently in her seat, he was naturally distressed, but he couldn't show it. Her intentions are unclear, and Mo Tingfeng doesn't want to take advantage of this illusion, but God knows how much effort it will take for him to be willing to push her away...
"Sir, do you agree?" Ding Heran saw that he had been in a daze since the white robe came in, so he confirmed it again.
Mo Tingfeng came back to his senses, "It's easy to search other rooms. As for Wu Qingju, I'll think about it again."
Hearing the search and Wu Qingju, Song Weichen raised his head, "What are you talking about?"
"Your Excellency said that there was an illusion in Tingfeng Mansion yesterday. Combined with the previous trigger conditions, we suspect that there are dried Albizia Julibrissin flowers in your Mansion, so we want to search carefully."
Song Weichen understood immediately, but after hearing what Mo Tingfeng meant, he didn’t want people to search Wu Qingju? That's right, the most suspicious thing is right there!
"Heran, listen to me, Wuqingju must be searched, and it must be searched carefully!" She looked like she was the owner of Wuqingju.
Ding Heran didn't dare to say anything. He glanced at Mo Tingfeng timidly. That house was basically a forbidden area of Tingfeng Mansion. Before the suspicious piano master appeared, no one was living there, let alone anyone passing by the door. You have to walk faster, for fear that if you look at that house one more time, your master will turn into a violent lunatic.
He was sweating for Song Weichen in his heart. Even though the lord looked at the new white robe in a different light, and there was some weird risk of "broken sleeves" between the two of them, that was Wu Qingju after all. , how can you allow others to comment.
I was thinking about how to calm down the atmosphere for Song Weichen, but I heard my master say without any emotion, "Listen to Weiwei." Ding Heran almost choked on his saliva, this was terrible It’s really a long time to see you.
"Heran, where did the dried flowers found at the crime scene come from? Have you found any clues with the traceability technique?" Song Weichen didn't know that Ding Heran was possessed by a drama spirit in her heart at the moment. She only wanted to solve the case. , it should be said that she has never been as "enthusiastic about her job" as she is now.
"It's very weird and cannot be traced back to its source."
Ding Heran frowned, "This is the first time I have encountered this situation. These flowers were soaked in special potion and dried, and their 'mortal roots' were deliberately removed. , so there is no way to find out where they are produced. The only thing that can be confirmed is that all the dried albizia flowers we have collected so far come from Luoyang Ghost City. Where? "
Hearing this term for the first time, Song Weichen was very curious, but others kept it secret, including Mo Tingfeng.
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"Today's verdict——"
Following a long and gloomy male voice, a lame man dressed like a fortune teller slowly walked into a teahouse with "Luoyang Jinkou" written on it. During the day, there was something vaguely strange about it. After careful inspection, I discovered that it was actually built in a cave.
The lame man walked to the front desk and picked up a cluster of dried Albizia julibrissin flowers from the table in front of him.
Perhaps it was an illusion. The moment the man picked up the dried flowers, the soul-awakening banner with the word "ming" standing behind him started to stir without any wind.
The man's eyes seemed to be open. Rather than "looking" at the people in the teahouse, it was better to "smell" the audience, and then took out a Taoist seal from his arms, which looked like a gavel. Usually, if you pat the table, there will be a crisp sound, and the noisy teahouse will suddenly become quiet.
Just listen to him shaking his head and shaking his head and chanting a few words like a trance: -
There is something visible, but an invisible form, something comes out of nothing, and it exists all the time.
The branches are in harmony, but the people are not in harmony. They come and go secretly, so you should be careful.
Sichen Mansion, there are flowers but no trees, the wind blows the dust, and the building is empty with people gone!