deadly mantra

Chapter 485 I have to give up

After breakfast, several faint thunders exploded overhead.

The rain curtain came over from a distance, and in an instant, as the strong wind blew, heavy rainwater poured into the pavilion.

Several people were chatting and laughing, while one of them grabbed a dessert, hurried out of the pavilion, and rushed into Shui Qingchen's house to take shelter from the rain.

Feng Xiaoyao was worried that Bao Simu and Ji Fanyin would get into a fight, so she just took off her outer robe, wiped the rain off her face, and called a few people to sit down.

Ji Fanyin went into the inner room to change clothes, but she hadn't come out yet.

Bao Simu looked around the room curiously, his eyes fell on the eye-catching huge bookshelf, and he walked closer unconsciously.

She had never heard of the books above, let alone read them.

"This is... Mr. Shui's bedroom?"

Bao Simu's eyes were fixed on the bookshelf, reluctant to leave, and asked with his back turned.

Hearing the sound, Feng Xiaoyao stood up and walked over, folded his hands on his chest, leaned against the bookshelf, scanned the neatly arranged books up and down, and said:
"Brother Qingchen seems to like reading books."

Bao Simu gently brushed the books on the shelf with his fingertips and murmured in a very soft voice:
"So, it is easy to give up a person, but it is difficult to give up on him."

He is too good and too dazzling.

If you like him, how can you look into other men's eyes?

Feng Xiaoyao frowned and quickly looked back. Seeing that Ji Fanyin hadn't come out yet, she breathed a sigh of relief. She turned to look at Bao Simu, lowered her voice and asked:

"The atmosphere was good just now, I thought you let it go."

Bao Simu's fingertips froze slightly and slowly fell to his side. He also suppressed his voice and answered:
"My father said that we should let go of what happened in the teahouse before. I was worried that Fanyin had a grudge, so I wanted to explain to her the misunderstanding that day. But..."

She raised her eyes and looked through the bookshelf to the inner room:
"She seems to have forgotten the unpleasantness that happened that day."

After a pause, Bao Simu secretly breathed a sigh of relief:

"It made me feel more relaxed when she was like this. I was really afraid that she wouldn't welcome me."

Feng Xiaoyao didn't answer.

This damn girl is sometimes vindictive, sometimes heartless, and it seems like she can't put anything into her heart. "This book is the one that Brother Qingchen has read the most." Feng Xiaoyao picked out the book from the bookshelf with ease and handed it to Bao Simu.

Upon hearing this, Bao Simu hurriedly raised his hands, holding them almost reverently.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaoyao frowned. Although she couldn't bear it, she still continued:
"Open it and have a look."

"Can...can you?" Bao Simu's eyes glowed warmly.

Feng Xiaoyao nodded:
"It's okay."

Bao Simu was nervous and moved slowly and carefully. He opened the cover of the book and saw the torn first few pages. He looked up in surprise:

"This, this...why did Mr. Shui tear it up?"

Feng Xiaoyao shrugged his shoulders and replied:

"It wasn't Qingchen, it was Ji Fanyin who tore it off."

"Why...?" Bao Simu looked at Feng Xiaoyao in surprise.

"She tore out a few pages, you count."

"Six pages torn out."

On page seven, there is a fold mark in the same place.

Feng Xiaoyao raised her head, pointed to the creases on it with her chin, and said:

"Today happens to be the seventh day since Brother Qingchen left."

Bao Simu lowered his head, looked at the crease, then raised his head, stared at Feng Xiaoyao, and was silent for a moment:
"I don't know."

Feng Xiaoyao explained earnestly:

"In the past few days since Brother Qingchen left, except for what happened in the teahouse that day, the dead girl has been calmer than ever before."

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(End of this chapter)