The next day
Within a day, Fan Yuan was arrested with irrefutable evidence. The news quickly spread throughout the school, and everyone knew that Zhang Ze had been hunted down. Many people felt sorry and relieved that he was alright. No matter how heartless they were, they wouldn't hate someone to the point of death.
Turning off his phone, Lu Qingyan sighed. In the atmosphere between Zhang Ze and Huo Cifeng, he vaguely sensed a different aura between the two. He had previously stubbornly believed that Huo Cifeng had no interest in Zhang Ze.
After he mentioned Zhang Ze, the chill emanating from Huo Cifeng was so intense it could freeze someone to death, and his face darkened.
At that moment, he clearly realized that Huo Cifeng's attitude towards Zhang Ze was exactly what he meant by "Only I can bully Zhang Ze, only I can ignore Zhang Ze, others? No way!"
Even after he hit Zhang Ze, Huo Ci's attitude towards him became noticeably colder.
Damn it, how come he can't see that this little madman is worthy of Huo Cifeng's attention?!
Two days later
Zhang Ze was still not recovered. He looked at Huo Cifeng nervously, took out his tablet, and slowly wrote with his gradually becoming more nimble left hand, "Xiao Feng, you'll die if you can't find the token! Let me out."
Meanwhile, Huo Cifeng had been watching him almost constantly these past few days, and he was propping his head up as he looked at the freehand poetry collection.
Zhang Ze, however, was like an ant on a hot pan.
As the saying goes, "The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuchs are."
These past few days, Huo Cifeng has been keeping Zhang Ze locked up at home in a rather wicked way, not allowing him to go anywhere, and even sunbathing requires Huo Cifeng's company.
Zhang Ze felt very happy, but at the same time he was also very anxious. He knew that Huo Cifeng was cynical and definitely didn't want him to find her.
Huo Cifeng's sleeve was tugged, and he turned to look at Zhang Ze, whose face was starting to sweat, and his writing board.
"Hmm? You can try begging me? Anyway, I don't really want to live; death would be better."
Zhang Ze was stunned, his eyes instantly turning red. He wrote: Please, Xiao Feng, don't die. I really know I was wrong. Even if you're angry with me, don't joke around with your own body.
However, Huo Cifeng was not one to keep his word. He smiled and said, "No, I don't want to."
Zhang Ze's tears started flowing again, and in a fit of despair, he wrote: Fine, then I'll die with you.
Huo Cifeng finally burst out laughing, took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears. It has to be said that this little madman really has a handsome oval face. When he smiles, you can see sweet dimples and cute little tiger teeth. If he weren't so crazy, he would be very cute.
Unfortunately, his personality made his face look gloomy, with thick eyelashes covering his narrow eyes. Most of the time, his dark eyes seemed to be filled with dark clouds.
A beige bandage was still on her straight nose, and her lips, neither too thin nor too thick, had gradually returned to a cherry pink color after being moisturized for the past few days.
Zhang Ze reached out and grabbed his hand, making two "ah ah" sounds, then sighed.
Finally, she simply let go of his hand, crawled into the covers, and refused to come out again.
Huo Cifeng tugged at his blanket, but couldn't budge it. He chuckled and said, "Are you planning to suffocate yourself first, and then wait for me at the Bridge of Helplessness?"
Zhang Ze cried silently under the covers, like a kettle boiling over.
Huo Cifeng felt both heartache and helplessness. In the end, she took off her shoes and crawled in, gently kissing his forehead. Her voice was a little hoarse, "Alright, stop crying. You've never cried before. Why are you crying like a dam has burst these past few days?"
However, this did not stop the barbecue kettle from being shut down; instead, it made the situation worse.
Huo Cifeng, both amused and exasperated, pulled him into a hug. "I had some good news for you, but seeing you crying like that, never mind."
The kettle was then turned off.
Zhang Ze wiped his tears on Huo Cifeng's body, but Huo Cifeng ignored his little gesture and whispered above his head, "Actually, the token has been found."
"Hiss..."
In his excitement, Zhang Ze used too much force and his head slammed into Huo Cifeng's chin with a loud thud.
"Ouch... it hurts so much! You little rascal, you've gone too far! You know I won't die, so you're trying to kill me, aren't you?"
Zhang Ze looked up at Huo Cifeng's unreliable face with great suspicion.
Huo Cifeng knew he wouldn't believe him easily, so he rubbed his burning jaw and said irritably, "I'm not lying to you."
Zhang Ze's eyes seemed to say: Show me the evidence.
Huo Cifeng pressed his head back against his chest. "God said he'll come to inspect the goods in a few days. You'll find out when you and I enter a dream together."
Zhang Ze then reluctantly believed it.
She carefully wrapped one arm around his waist, feeling as if it were a dream.