The operation of the drilling platform had finally gotten on track, and Wei Tianyang had beco busy.
Nobody knew what he was busy with, but for several days in a row, he was not in the hotel.
Starbucks, as usual, went to Wei Tianyang’s room to clean at noon every day. In the past, Wei Tianyang would always be curled up in a chair reading and wouldn’t bother with him, just like a stone Buddha.
During this period when he was absent, Yaha went back to being normal and moved to a new room, and Zhao Ling spent all her days in the swimming and fitness center, so the room suddenly beca empty, quiet, and spacious.
The hotel staff still weren’t quite used to Zhao Ling back to normal. She and Yaha were a bit different, after all, Zhao Ling’s initial state was too pitiful, and now she had beco particularly strange, plus she had once been a sovereign, which ordinary people couldn’t even co in contact with. Now she was walking around the hotel visibly, sotis stirring whispers among so people.
Of course, these whispers weren’t like talking behind soone’s back, there wasn’t a hint of disrespect. It’s just that including Starbucks, the logistics team, and the hotel security departnt were all guessing what role she would play beside Wei Tianyang.
Obviously, compared to Rada Gan, everyone was clear that both Yaha and Zhao Ling held more significant positions in Wei Tianyang’s heart.
And that woman from the Council? Helena Mina might be the one with the fewest secrets, people in the hotel couldn’t figure out why she joined, but they were convinced that she must have offered sothing to gain the ability to beco younger.
As to what exactly she offered, opinions varied. However, the staff privately didn’t believe Wei Tianyang would grant her the superpower to beco younger just for helena Mina’s chastity—she definitely had other uses.
At noon, Starbucks pushed the cleaning trolley to the 28th floor and used a special magnetic card to unlock the door, only to find Baphot lying on the windowsill, sticking its head out, nibbling at the air.
"You’ve really grown big," Starbucks said with a smile.
The room only had this black sheep, Zhao Ling must be at the gym, as she had opened the window before leaving, and a thin layer of dust had settled on the floor.
Recently, the wind had been blowing frequently, and the southwest desert was always kicking up dust. Starbucks quickly walked to the window and petted the back of the black sheep.
"Co down now! Quick, I need to clean the floor, there’s nothing outside the window, I’ll get you so yogurt and cake," Starbucks said.
Baphot shook its hips, its tail flickering. It had grown twice its size from before, now standing on the floor, the height of its back almost reaching Starbucks’ chin.
Watching the black sheep slowly back away into the room, Starbucks touched its head and the shiny black horns on top.
"I think soone should trim your horns soon; I’ve never seen goat horns like this before! But... weren’t these horns black before? Ah, speaking of which, I don’t even know what breed you are," Starbucks said.
She closed the window, opened the fridge door, took out a strawberry cake, and placed it on the side of the floor, then crouched and tapped the ground.
"Co~ you big sheep, co over here and eat this," Starbucks laughed.
Baphot moved to the side of the cake and lay down, its nose sniffing Starbucks’ hand, then suddenly it stuck out its tongue and licked.
"Oh! You never used to do this~ Yaha hasn’t been taking you out shopping recently, huh?" Starbucks laughed.
Baphot lowered its head and sniffed at the cake, as if it had lost interest in such food, or perhaps it was already full. In any case, it now lay listlessly with its head on the floor, its elongated, rectangular, black pupils aid at Starbucks, seemingly deep in thought.
"After I finish cleaning the room, I have a little bit of ti in the afternoon; maybe~ I’ll accompany you for a walk in the park if you don’t mind sitting on your back," Starbucks said with a laugh.
Baphot raised its head and bleated.
"Haha! I’ll take that as a yes. Just lie down here quietly, and I’ll clean up quickly," Starbucks said.
She went to the trolley by the door, set up the vacuum cleaner properly, and dragged a flexible hose back into the room.
The vacuum humd to life, and she cleaned the floor while checking under the tables and the bed for any large pieces of trash.
The beds in the hotel were quite low. She knelt and bent down to peer into the pitch-dark space under the bed when sothing soft and warm suddenly licked the back of her thigh.
Starbucks turned her head and saw Baphot behind her.
"I don’t have ti to play with you right now~ Go eat so cake over there." Starbucks said with a smile as she stroked the black sheep’s long face.
Baphot licked her face again.
"What’s gotten into you today? Suddenly being all affectionate towards ? You didn’t secretly poop sowhere in the room, did you?!" Starbucks said.
She stood up and surveyed the room’s corners, but then, the black sheep pressed down on her from behind.
"Ah! Stop it!" Starbucks started to get angry; she lay on the floor, feeling the black sheep’s hooves pressing against her back.
"Stop it! Get off!" Starbucks said angrily.
The black sheep was too large, its weight too heavy, and Starbucks, unable to turn over, could only lie there, face turned sideways.
Then, Baphot lowered its head, its tongue licked her face, and a row of molars imdiately followed, biting down on her nose bridge...
Yaha closed his notebook, the four batches of dicine People had been arranged, and the whaling ship would be busy for the next two weeks.
He stood up and walked to the window, his mind still on the incident at the drilling platform that day.
He certainly knew that Wei Tianyang had changed over the past twenty years. At that ti, he was trapped in his own fear, letting his naïve side face the world while the true self watched and listened in silence.
No one remains the sa forever, but extre cruelty isn’t a necessary condition to achieve one’s goals. Yaha suspected that it was the Black dicine inside him that was finally beginning to twist his personality, or perhaps, he had inhaled too many superpowers, and his heart was gradually being eroded.
The boy who shared his anger was gone.
Yaha vaguely heard the humming of the vacuum in the hallway; he knew Starbucks was cleaning and didn’t think much of it, returning to sit by the computer.
But after a mont of thought, he stood up anyway, his heart troubled and worried, seeking relief; he wanted to take this new Starbucks to the park for an afternoon stroll.
Yaha pushed open the door and looked down the corridor, with the cleaning cart parked right in front of Wei Tianyang’s room, a grey hose stretching into it.
Yaha walked over, calling out, "Starbucks? Are you free this afternoon?"
As he reached the door, he saw the vacuum nozzle writhing on the floor and Baphot, with its back to the door, leaning over and licking sothing at the end of the bed.
"Baphot, don’t get in Starbucks’..." He hadn’t finished speaking when he stepped through the door and saw a headless female corpse lying by the bed, blood flowing like a river.
Yaha froze for a mont, then instantly drew his gun from behind his waist, leaning into the room to search.
"Baphot! What happened?!" Yaha entered the room, speaking while searching for the attacker, but he saw no one.
He turned to look at the black sheep and in that mont, he almost fell to his knees.
Baphot was gnawing on Starbucks’ head, and as it looked towards Yaha, it seed to have a smile on its sheep face.
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