Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
He was struggling with all his might as he grabbed the rope around his neck.
Behind Pei Yunge.
Hanging in front of the theater’s projector, the atmosphere was oppressive, helpless, and despairing.
However…
At this mont, Pei Yunge’s eyes were bloodshot as she sat stiffly in the chair. In her mind were countless mories that had destroyed her.
“Yunge?”
Song Yao called Pei Yunge several tis before she saw Pei Yunge look up instinctively.
However, this was also Song Yao’s first ti seeing Pei Yunge look like this.
She was empty, helpless, and there was a trace of cold wariness and hostility in her eyes.
It was as if she had been abandoned.
Song Yao pursed her lips and realized that the setting here was much more scary than hers just now.
“Yunge, it’s all fake.”
Song Yao’s eyes were beautiful as she reached out to touch her head instinctively and coaxed her gently.
Pei Yunge’s eyelashes fluttered. When she saw that it was Song Yao, her expression was calm, but her eyes were a little dry.
Then…
Before Song Yao could say anything, the person sitting in the seat suddenly reached out and hugged her waist.
His voice was imperceptibly hoarse. “Why did you take so long to look for ?”
Song Yao had seen Pei Yunge in high spirits countless tis, so when she suddenly saw the person in front of her, her throat inexplicably choked.
“I-”
Song Yao explained softly, “The elevator in the hospital is really broken. I can only take the fire stairs down.”
...
“Yunge, don’t you want to send you?”
Song Yao grabbed Pei Yunge’s hand and wrinkled her nose.
She was a little worried.
Song Yao never wanted to see Pei Yunge in such a state again in her life.
“No need. I have sothing on. You should go back early.”
Pei Yunge lowered the brim of her cap and her voice did not sound any different from usual. She only knocked her head lazily.
“Master Pei, if there’s anything, you should go back early.”
With that said, Lu Yuansi hesitated for a mont. “Song Yao, you’re going back at such a late ti. Shall I send you?”
Song Yao was the only one who received preferential treatnt.
“Then help send my sweetie back. I’ll get going first.”
Pei Yunge took her phone and waved at them.
She walked towards the crossroad not far away.
Seeing Pei Yunge’s back, Song Yao frowned instinctively.
“What’s wrong, what’s wrong? Did Master Pei cry inside?” Lu Yuansi asked Song Yao excitedly.
“…”
Song Yao shook her head and muttered, “It’s just very strange…”
“What’s strange?” Chu Zhixing asked.
After Song Yao regained her senses, she didn’t say anything and only said, “I’ll go back too. You don’t have to send off.”
With that said, Song Yao unconsciously followed behind Pei Yunge, afraid that sothing would happen to her on the way.
At the train station.
Pei Yunge looked quite distracted and did not notice Song Yao not far away.
One hour later.
Song Yao saw Pei Yunge enter her house before she turned to leave.
...
For the next three days…
Pei Yunge was writing reports through the night. She only rested for two to three hours during the day.
On the fourth day.
Pei Yunge returned to the A.M. Computing Institute. Inside, a chubby intern was telling dirty jokes to the girls.
Seeing Pei Yunge’s red eyes, he teased, “Oh, Master Pei, did you overwork yourself?”
Then…
Pei Yunge, who was about to leave, suddenly turned around and kicked his butt!
Pei Yunge put her hands in her pocket, her forearm holding the docunt report. Her eyes narrowed and her lazy appearance made her look even more dangerous.
“Are you busy?”
The rest of the people also clearly felt that Pei Yunge was very on edge today.
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