Shrek Academy Inner Court, outside an office belonging to Sea God Pavilion Master Zhang Lexuan.
Han Ruoruo and Wu Ming turned their attention to the closed solid wood door at the same time, and then looked at each other for a while, but they both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister Lexuan is finally willing to take a rest." Wu Ming patted her chest with lingering fear, "She has been dealing with official duties without sleep for three consecutive months. I really thought she was invincible."
Han Ruoruo nodded lightly, with a trace of exhaustion and relief on her pretty face. "Yes, she refuses to listen to anyone's advice, as if she is just angry with someone. If she continues like this, even if she is Soul Douluo, she will not be able to hold on physically and mentally."
In the past three months, Zhang Lexuan has devoted himself to Shrek's backlog of affairs with an almost self-destructive enthusiasm.
Rectifying discipline, settling old accounts, connecting with Mingmeng Chamber of Commerce, and preparing for Freshman Assessment to be opened to the public soon, she is hands-on, like a tireless machine.
As her right-hand man, the two of them kept urging her to rest, but Zhang Lexuan never listened.
It was only just now that Zhang Lexuan finally showed his fatigue and told them to take a short rest, which also relaxed their tense nerves a little.
"Sister Ruoruo, let's seize the time and deal with the things that can be dealt with first." Wu Ming cheered up, his eyes ignited with enthusiasm,
"Try to finish more before Sister Lexuan rests, so that she can relax a little bit."
Han Ruoruo nodded slightly,
When Zhang Lexuan first took over the power, there were not many people they could trust, so they had to do many things by themselves.
In addition, this time Freshman Assessment is opening up to the outside world, apart from the obvious matters, there are also plans to be implemented together. The two are superimposed, and the matters are doubled, and they can only continue to deal with it.
The two of them turned around and walked to the secretary's room next to them, continuing to immerse themselves in the pile of documents to deal with matters.
But before entering the secretary's room, Han Ruoruo unconsciously turned his eyes to the closed door again.
Is it an illusion?
Through the thick door panel, she seemed to hear an extremely subtle sound, like a metal chain gently dragging the ground.
It's very light and short, as if it's just an illusion.
Inside the office, the scene was completely different from the quiet rest Han Ruoruo and the others imagined outside the door.
Zhang Lexuan was not lying on the bed in the lounge, but sitting with his back against the edge of the large desk.
The well-tailored black uniform she wore was a little messy, and her long, meticulous hair was scattered randomly, sticking casually to her slightly sweaty forehead and cheeks.
She was panting slightly, with a trace of dissatisfaction and stubbornness on her cold brows. She leaned on Kong Ming'an and was reaching for the piece of Blood Red Chain held by Kong Ming'an.
"Give it to me." Her voice was weak after physical exhaustion, but it contained unquestionable persistence.
Kong Ming'an shook his head and said with an unquestionable determination in his tone, "No, you are not in a good condition right now and we cannot let you do whatever you want."
It was only after he was "attacked" by Zhang Lexuan that he almost lost control that he realized something was wrong with her.
It's just a kiss, and it's already this gesture. This is completely different from the usual Zhang Lexuan that lasts from midnight to early morning.
Obviously, her condition was far worse than she let on.
After he asked carefully, she reluctantly told him that he had been working without sleep for the past three months.
Zhang Lexuan raised her eyes, and there seemed to be an undercurrent surging deep in her eyes. She stared at Kong Ming'an, with a hint of accusation in her tone. "Essentially, this is your fault. After all, you broke the contract."
Kong Ming'an was at a loss for words. He was indeed wrong in this matter and could not refute it.
He sighed, his gaze fell on her haggard face, and his tone softened, with serious advice. "Even so, there is no need for you to work in this almost self-harming way for three months.
"Before, you only took a break once when I came. This time, if I don't come for three months, you won't take a break for three months. What if next time I'm delayed because of something, what if I don't come for a year?"
"Is it possible that you don't take a break for a year? Your body will collapse."
Zhang Lexuan blinked, and a strange, morbidly satisfying smile suddenly appeared on his pale face, "Are you caring about me?"
Kong Ming'an Helpless: "I'm serious."
Zhang Lexuan chuckled, no longer obsessed with grabbing the chain. Instead, as if he had lost all his strength, he leaned forward, rested his forehead on Kong Ming'an's shoulder, and hugged him with his arms.
She took a deep breath, as if to draw some kind of peaceful breath from him.
After a while, she raised her head, and the madness in her eyes subsided slightly, but the paranoia deep down was still clearly visible.
"I don't want to stop." She said softly, her tone calm, but somehow carrying a hint of death, "As long as I don't stop, I won't have random thoughts, and I won't want to kill anyone."
She tilted her head slightly, her gaze seemed to penetrate the wall, and she saw people and things that made her sick and disgusted:
"You know what? When Ju Zi put the evidence in front of me, I only had one thought in my mind - go directly to the door and kill all those worms and scum."
Her voice was still calm, but Kong Ming'an could clearly see the killing intent and madness flashing through her eyes.
"These insects have no value in existence. Their existence is a waste, as well as those who are conniving, indifferent, and involved with them. Kill them all, leave no one behind, and kill them all. How clean."
Her words were sick and paranoid, so much so that Kong Ming'an unconsciously glanced at Asura God Ring inside her body to make sure that the other party was not affected, and then focused on her again.
But the next moment, Zhang Lexuan's tone suddenly became calmer:
"But I know that I can't do that. Among those people, there may be innocent people who are being held hostage, and there may be guilty people who will not die.
"The most important thing is that although direct killing is efficient, it is the most inefficient and stupid way to reshape Shrek.
"If I want to completely control Shrek, I have to truly win over people's hearts and integrate forces. Simple massacre will never work."
She focused her eyes on Kong Ming'an's face again, looked at him with her eyes dreaming, and answered his question again:
"That's why I can't be idle. Whenever I'm idle, I want to kill someone. Even if I'm sleeping, I have this thought. Only when you're here can I be a little quieter."
Kong Ming'an paused for a moment, and roughly came to a conclusion in his mind.
For Zhang Lexuan, he has roughly become a Anchor that maintains her sanity, and he is probably the only and unchangeable Anchor.
In silence, he raised his hand and gently brushed away the hair that was stuck to her cheeks with sweat. His voice was calm. "What you need most now is real rest, not another indulgence."
Zhang Lexuan tilted his head and looked directly at him. "Is this an order?"
Kong Ming'an paused slightly and nodded:
"Yes."
"Then" Zhang Lexuan's pale lips curved into a coquettish arc, "Will you accompany me?"
"Yes."
This time, there was no pause in his answer.