The coffee was warm. Teng Yue drank half the cup in one gulp. As soon as the fragrant and mellow coffee hit his mouth, it changed into a different taste. A burnt taste spread in his mouth. After swallowing a small sip, he could still feel the coffee.
Residues, he lowered his head and glanced at the cup, and a layer of black ash settled underneath. Suddenly, his face turned from white to black, and from black to green, faster than a neon sign.
"Pfft -" Teng Yue spit out all the remaining coffee and roared through gritted teeth, "Su! Zi! Lin!" Each word made the ceiling vibrate.
He stormed down to the kitchen angrily.
Su Zilin saw him coming down and asked excitedly, "Did it succeed?"
Teng Yue handed the coffee cup to her, "What is this!"
"Ou Ye! It worked!" Su Zilin ignored his gloomy look, thinking that he had been scolded by Nangong Han. When she saw that the coffee cup had reached the bottom, she cheered happily.
"Success is nothing!" Teng Yue couldn't help but swear, "This is what I drank!"
Su Zilin immediately stopped her smile and asked, "Why did you drink the coffee I carefully prepared? Didn't I warn you not to drink it?"
"What on earth is this?"
"Fu Shui!"
Nangong Han would definitely not drink the Fu Shui obediently, so Su Zilin thought of putting it in the coffee so that it would not be visible.
"Ugh..." Teng Yue originally thought it was the residue made from burnt coffee beans, but it turned out to be some kind of talisman water. Now he just wanted to vomit. However, he retched twice and couldn't vomit anything out.
"Are you pregnant too?"
Teng Yue stared at her in bewilderment, "Did I offend you somewhere in my previous life, so you clung to me!"
"I don't want to have a past life with you!" Su Zilin stuck out her tongue, "I asked you not to drink because you were disobedient!"
"Are you a fool of yourselves, or have you hit the wrong nerve? You actually believe this kind of thing!"
"You are very scientific, but your method is not necessarily effective!" Su Zilin sneered, "Now, you can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!"
Teng Yue couldn't find any reason to argue with her, "Do you have any other ideas?"
"Of course!" Su Zilin narrowed her eyes, with a sly smile on her lips.
"Since we both want to help little Momo, we should reach a united front! Seek common ground while reserving differences, and coexist for mutual benefit!"
Su Zilin thought for a moment and nodded, "I can make a contract with you on this matter!"
Teng Yue returned to the study again and quietly moved to his side, "Han, it's getting late, do you want to take a rest?" When he wasn't paying attention, he took away the pen on his right hand and immediately replaced it with another.
Only.
"Why are you more verbose than Lao He!"
"You have just recovered from a serious illness. You should have a good rest and should not be overtired!"
Nangong Han flipped through a few pages of documents, grabbed the pen beside him, and pulled out the pen cover. Electricity suddenly passed into his hand, and there was a sharp pain. His hand went numb, and he threw away the pen.
"What are you doing!" Nangong Han roared.
"During the moment when you were electrically stimulated, did a light flash through your mind, did a blurry picture flash through your mind?" Teng Yue shouted angrily.
"Are you finished yet?"
Teng Yue's eyes dimmed and lost, "Why should I do this? It's not that it's too hard for Xiang Yimo to carry it alone. Just imagine, the person you are closest to and the most loved treats you as a stranger overnight.
What would you think? She did not force you to think of her quickly, nor did she tell you about your past over and over again, nor did she restrict you or allow you to approach other women. She did this not because she was neglecting you, but because she was indifferent to you.
I don’t want to put pressure on you.”
"What kind of woman is she?" Nangong Han murmured.
"Don't you understand after all these days?" Teng Yue sighed, "A woman who is so forbearing that it makes your heartache!"
Su Zilin, who was hiding at the door, looked surprised. She did not expect that Teng Yue, who was usually playful and cynical, would actually say such meaningful words. Her eyes were quietly wet, and she felt a sense of emotion growing slowly.
Teng Yue walked out of the study, and Su Zilin patted him on the shoulder, "I didn't expect you to be able to speak decent words!"
He frowned. It was obviously an exaggeration, but it sounded so awkward.
"When did I stop speaking human language?"
"Sometimes you bark like a dog, and sometimes you bark like a pig!"
"You are really insulting. Sooner or later, your mouth will be covered with canker sores!"
Su Zilin pouted, "I don't know why? When I see your face, I can't help but say something bad!"
"You look like a monthly pass, you don't deserve it!"
The two people have obviously reached a truce agreement and united the front, but in the blink of an eye, they started to bicker again. Perhaps this is the way of communication between the two of them. If they don't exchange a few words, they will feel uncomfortable when they meet.
Feeling uncomfortable.
Nangong Han took off his glasses and rubbed his sore eyebrows. Xiang Yimo's clear and soft face kept appearing in his mind. His deep eyes, as bright as stars, were always filled with a layer of mist and glistening tears.
There was a deep sadness twinkling in his eyes, but it did not flow down.
He closed the document and couldn't read a word anymore. He walked out of the study, walked along the dim corridor, and walked step by step towards the room at the end.
The dim yellow wall lamp scatters a faint light, illuminating the exquisite murals, rendering the quiet beauty.
Nangong Han hesitated at the door for a moment before pushing the door open——
It was quiet inside, and the bright moonlight shone in, casting it quietly on the thin figure on the bed.
Nangong Han stopped and stared at her. This face was so delicate and beautiful that he could never get tired of looking at it. There seemed to be some special magic that attracted his gaze.
"I don't want to hurt you, let alone bring you pain. Maybe meeting me will be your disaster!" A low and cool voice floated quietly in the air, turned into a wisp of breeze, and then disappeared.
A drop of clear tears quietly slipped from the corner of Xiang Yimo's eyes, softening the moonlight and shining with broken light.
Faint tears stung his eyes, and Nangong Han frowned. How much pain was it that made her shed tears in her sleep?
"For you, I will try my best to remember everything in the past!" He secretly made up his mind.