Chapter 145: Love Affair-
“Is the girl probably Lord Sikong’s sweetheart?”
On the night when we were walking in Water Street, the words of the proprietress of the rouge shop suddenly appeared in Zhuang Yuheng’s mind...< br>
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Unconsciously, he hugged Song Weichen tightly and responded strongly to her kiss. They rubbed their lips and teeth against each other. When he came back to his senses, he had clearly turned from defense to offense, pressing Song Weichen against him. Down.
She was already disheveled, and she was trying to welcome him, but she was still resisting her. Their happy couple was the most sultry thing.
It was so erotic that Zhuang Yuheng had an illusion at this moment, as if it was not Song Weichen who was suffering from the poison of love, but himself.
Suffer! Love poison! It was like a thunderbolt in his mind, and the poison was like a snake's gray thread lying thousands of miles away. Detoxification was far from a day's work, but he didn't expect it would happen again so soon.
The little man was obviously extremely uncomfortable. He hurriedly tried to get up, but she held her neck tightly and held her tightly. There seemed to be a mist in her eyes, which made him want to indulge in it unconsciously.
“Wei Wei, be good, let go.”
Zhuang Yuheng closed his eyes, veins popped up on his forehead, it was very hard to endure.
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Their fate is destined to be two parallel lines, close enough but never likely to intersect.
So from the moment he realized his feelings for her, he silently turned this love into protection and care, not seeking friendship, but only wishing to be together forever.
But now because of this poisonous relationship, the parallel lines that will never intersect may become a mess, making the already chaotic situation even more out of control.
How could such a situation happen if "the overall situation is of great importance".
The moment Song Weichen raised his upper body and took the initiative to kiss him, Zhuang Yuheng put his arm around her back and used a fingertip to press on her sleeping point. Although he was extremely reluctant to give up the tenderness of his lips, he still Gently lay her back on the pillow.
After carefully covering her with a quilt, Zhuang Yuheng sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath, then got up to get the medicine to suppress the silk poison and feed it to her.
From an objective point of view, he was glad that he was guarding her tonight. If it had been either of the other two, it would probably not have ended well.
From a subjective point of view, he was glad that he was guarding her tonight, even though this was his shady feeling and a secret that could never be told.
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Mo Tingfeng came at dawn. He spent the whole night flipping through the books on the restriction of injury and had some experience, and wanted to try the technique on her.
As soon as I got closer, I saw Zhuang Yuheng sitting on the side of the bed, staring directly at the little man on the bed, touching his lips with his fingers, looking like he was thinking a lot.
"How was she last night?"
Hearing his voice, Zhuang Yuheng felt a little uneasy for some reason and stood up.
"She... is fine. She slept peacefully after taking medicine last night."
Mo Tingfeng looked at him suspiciously, "Are you okay? That's weird."
Zhuang Yuheng was startled, feeling somewhat guilty, "I, what can I do? I'm just a little tired, so stay with me and take a rest."
After saying that, he didn't even say hello to Mo Tingfeng. , went out on his own.
Looking at Zhuang Yuheng's leaving figure, Mo Tingfeng always felt that something was wrong, thinking that he was worried about whether Ruan Mianmian was the person behind the murder of Song Weichen.
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His eyes fell back to the little person who was sleeping soundly on the bed. Her complexion seemed to be slightly better than yesterday. He looked at her steadily for a while - until now, he would still be scared from time to time. If he had been in the ghost market that day The action is one step later...
When I think of this, I feel uneasy.
He took out a silver needle, pricked her heart to draw blood, drew a healing charm with his own heart blood on the palm of Song Weichen's right hand, and then used a spell to seal the charm into her body and make it a restriction.
Unfortunately, the book says that this kind of injury-removing spell is a single-time ban and is only valid for twelve hours after the person is harmed by an external force. After it expires, the spell needs to be cast again.
Moreover, this restraint technique has a flaw. It can only remove the injury but not the pain completely. This means that if someone hurts Song Weichen, although the wound will appear on Mo Tingfeng, he can shed the blood for her, but he cannot completely replace it. She suffered.
This is not a once-and-for-all solution. At best, it can only be nip in the bud. In the final analysis, you still have to protect her, Mo Tingfeng said to himself.
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While thinking about it, the little man in front of me opened his eyes. He was not afraid to see him. He blinked at him with a pair of deer eyes and slightly curved his mouth.
“Aren’t you afraid of me?”
Thinking of how sad Gu Cangyue was when she mentioned that she was afraid of him last night, Mo Tingfeng couldn't help but ask.
Song Weichen thought for a while and shook his head.
"Why aren't you afraid?"
Remembering that she had asked a similar question before, she replied without thinking, "It is natural for employees to be afraid of their bosses." When did that happen? Yes, it was when she and Gu Cangyue had just decided to fall in love.
But now that the past has been forgotten, she is not afraid of herself but is afraid of Gu Cangyue. Things in the world are so difficult to figure out.
Song Weichen handed over a piece of paper, which said: If you want me to be afraid of you, I can reluctantly cooperate.
Mo Tingfeng was amused and changed his mind. Although he didn't want to say such words from his own mouth, he couldn't help but speak up for Gu Cangyue. After all, he was drunk and talking to him last night. We've been calling each other brothers for a while.
"Although selfishly speaking, I hope you will always be afraid of Gu Cangyue and only be close to me."
"But like me, he cares and cares about you very much, because You are afraid of him, and he is very sad. Before you lost your memory, you... had a close relationship."
Mo Tingfeng will never give in, but he also doesn't want to lose because of Song Weichen's amnesia. Wu.
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"It seems that you care about him too. I'm a little bit obsessed with you both." Holding the note handed over by Song Weichen, Mo Tingfeng couldn't laugh or cry. This little girl's brain circuit is really clear. Odd, what does nip mean? It doesn't sound too serious anyway.
That’s all.
Seeing that the sun had risen, he wanted to take her out for a walk. Her body function was so poor that she had to recover little by little. So after seeking Song Weichen's consent, she called Qingyun to help her clean up, while he went to wait outside the palace.
When Song Weichen got up, he realized that he was disheveled. Could it be that the dream came into reality? In my impression, I seemed to have had a sexual dream, actively pestering a man to kiss and hug him, but I didn't lift him up.
She was puzzled by herself. It looked like it was still winter outside. It was far from the time when "spring was here, everything revived, and it was the mating season for animals on the prairie." Why did she start spring? Where is your son?
After losing his memory, Zhuang Yuheng introduced Meijie to her in detail, but he did not tell her the identities of the three of them and their relationship with him.
Is it really because his private life is too chaotic and he has affairs with all three of them that he doesn't know how to speak? Song Weichen curled his lips and looked disgusted with himself.
While letting Qingyun help her, she was wandering in a fuzzy state. She felt that God must love her very much, and it must be because her life was so outrageous that she lost her memory and cleared the cache, and also cleaned up her relationship with them. relation.
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After lighting a stick of incense, Qingyun helped Song Weichen out of the palace.
Mo Tingfeng was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and frowning to deduce the case. When he saw her coming out, his eyebrows warmed up and the ice and snow melted instantly.
He walked over naturally and helped her walk slowly in the courtyard. Qingyun was also very sensible and did not follow her.
"Your body is far from recovered. If you are tired from walking, I will hug you."
Mo Tingfeng said it very naturally, but Song Weichen's face turned red after hearing this - just now he said that he and Gu Cangyue had a close relationship. From what he meant, didn't they also have a close relationship?
Song Weichen, you are actually entangled with several men at the same time. We have been separated for three days. You are very capable.
He hesitated for a moment, then took out a piece of paper written in advance and handed it to him. Mo Tingfeng took it and saw that it read:
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It is said that demons do not dream. If they have dreams, they are things from the past life and the next.
Since I lost my memory, I seem to have stopped dreaming, and even when I wake up, I can’t remember anything. It’s like I have become a monster, and everything in the past is my past life.
If God doesn’t want me to think about the past again, there must be a reason, just like there must be a reason why I can’t speak now.
It’s okay to lose your memory and lose your speech, just let everything take its course.
Please promise me one thing, don’t tell me anything about our past, and don’t tell me what our relationship used to be.
How about we just treat it as the first time we meet and get to know each other?
I hope that in the future we can get along with each other in a controlled manner and in a controlled manner.
Hello, my name is Song Weichen.
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The same note was written in three copies, and she had asked Qingyun to send the other two to Gu Cangyue and Zhuang Yuheng respectively.
Mo Tingfeng held the note in his hands and remained silent. After a long time, he raised his head. His eyes were filled with emotions that were too thick to be resolved, but he was restrained at the same time.
"Hello, my name is Mo Tingfeng."
"You are not in good health. Although we are... first acquaintances, can I help you?"
Song Weichen did not refuse, he came out In terms of caring, this level of contact should be regarded as close and distant.
The two walked for a while, and a winding path of a flower pond appeared in front of them. Mo Tingfeng subconsciously protected her in his arms. She was still in danger of drowning that night. He had not lost his memory and could not be close. There is a degree.
Song Weichen was a little embarrassed. He had just made his position clear, but why was the boundary blurred again.
She struggled out of his arms. The lack of strength in her legs combined with the inertia almost caused her to lose her balance and fall. Mo Ting was heartbroken, picked her up, and strode away from the flower pond.
"I'm sorry, we'll let you down as soon as we leave here."
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After walking a few steps, I bumped into someone who had read the paper and was looking for her in a hurry. Gu Cangyue felt even more angry when she saw Mo Tingfeng hugging her. She was writing to herself about how to get along with her in a controlled manner and not to mention the past and relationship between the two. She was in the arms of another man. Birds cling to people.
I’m afraid many of the reasons are false, but wanting to break the engagement is the real thing!
With sour eyes, the aloof and unruly Gu Cangyue wanted to cry. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was already a layer of mica beak mask on his face.
"I have come at the wrong time?"
Song Weichen followed the sound and suddenly saw a mask. His heart beat wildly with fright, and his face turned tightly into Mo Tingfeng's arms. inside.
How could Gu Cangyue not know that she was afraid of masks, but at this moment he was enveloped in anger and sadness, and he felt that he had been deceived and his sincerity was wrongly paid. He was so fragile that he urgently needed a mask to cover himself.
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"I'm afraid she will fall into the water again."
Mo Tingfeng said and gently put her down, but she held on to his clothes tightly and did not let go, burying her face in his chest and motionless.
Song Weichen felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable. The sudden appearance of the mask made her hands and feet numb and had difficulty breathing. It was basically a symptom of a panic attack.
Gu Cangyue could only see her back, and the misunderstanding was to point out to him that she was inseparable from Mo Tingfeng's intimacy, which made him even more painful.
“Wei Wei, if you want to distance yourself from me, you don’t have to use amnesia as a cover.”
"Are you afraid of my mask, or are you afraid of admitting...our past?"