novelraw Chapter 1312 - 255: Love Rivals Gather, One Table of Mahjong
Chapter 1312 - 255: Love Rivals Gather, One Table of Mahjong
Have you ever felt this way? When you’re unaware, a pair of eyes hidden in the dark silently watch you, knowing everything about you without your realization.
It’s a terrifying feeling, as if your back is suddenly crawling with lice, and someone’s strangling your neck, making it hard to breathe.
More like suddenly falling into an abyss, endlessly sinking down.
The aroma of food wafts in from outside the window, and even if you’re not hungry, the cravings in your stomach are inevitably awakened.
Yun Ya put the photo back in its place and closed the drawer.
At that moment, a man came in holding a bowl, paused when he saw Yun Ya standing at the dressing table, "I made noodles for you as a midnight snack."
Yun Ya slowly turned around, looking at the man, "What exactly are you trying to do?"
The man shrugged off his coat, wearing only a white shirt, which highlighted his tall and slender figure. He smiled lightly: "You eat this bowl of noodles, and I’ll tell you."
Yun Ya’s gaze fell on the bowl of noodles, refreshing thin noodles topped with a poached egg and sprinkled with fragrant scallions, very home-style, under the light it seemed somewhat cozy.
She was a Southerner, yet she liked Northern noodles, but how did this person know?
"How do I know if you poisoned it?"
The man chuckled, walked over, picked up the chopsticks, and ate a mouthful of noodles, then looked at Yun Ya.
"No poison."
Yun Ya pressed her lips together.
The man seemed to think of something, turned and went out, then came back with a pair of chopsticks, as if worried Yun Ya might find the ones he’d used dirty, he brought a new pair.
He placed the chopsticks on the bowl, "If you don’t eat, you’ll be hungry in the second half of the night. It’s cold in the mountains, and there’s no other food."
Yun Ya wasn’t initially hungry, but smelling the aroma, her stomach started to rumble, somewhat embarrassed.
The man, perhaps fearing her embarrassment, turned and left again.
After dawdling for a while, Yun Ya went over and first smelled the food, it was indeed very fragrant. She couldn’t help but eat a bite, reasoning that if he wanted to poison her, he would have done so long ago, not in the food.
Yun Ya ate quietly like a little cat, the taste different yet equally delicious compared to Brother Yan’s cooking.
Standing in the corner by the window, the man watched the girl eating her meal like a little cat, a faint smile on his lips. The mountain wind was chilling, but as it brushed past him, it felt oddly warm.
Suddenly, the voice of his subordinate sounded in his earpiece, and the man stepped away, listening, then said solemnly, "Hold them off."
"He didn’t follow our plan but chose to go back. Soon he’ll find out your location. You should leave with the people first."
The man looked up at the sky, his eyes reflecting the dark and boundless sky, somber and oppressive.
"He always knows his choices."
"No need, delay as long as possible, Group B follows the original plan."
"Yes."
Standing still for a while, he turned and returned to the room. The girl, full and satisfied, leaned on one hand and watched him, now seeming somewhat adorable: "You still haven’t told me, who are you?"
"Who am I? Does it matter?" he asked lightly.
Yun Ya nodded then shook her head: "I must have met you, but I can’t remember. This isn’t your true face, right? Have you disguising yourself? Just like in martial arts novels, there really is disguise, is it a human skin mask? But no one’s bone structure is the same, because they don’t fit well, it’s very unscientific..." She rambled on while holding her chin, and he patiently listened in the silent, wordless room, with the mountain wind beating against the windows. Inside, it was warm like spring, serene and cozy.
She grew a bit tired, supporting her head, drowsy. This place was too tranquil, subconsciously letting her guard down, it was like a hidden paradise, away from the hustle and bustle, bringing peace to her heart.
The man walked over and caught her head, picking her up in his arms. Yun Ya startled awake like a frightened bird, struggling to get down from his embrace, his eyes lowered watching her, his gaze like it contained stars.
"Don’t be afraid..."
At that moment, a strange yet familiar feeling swept over, before she could delve into it, distracted, she was lost in his hypnosis.
The man walked over and laid her down on the bed, tucked her in, sat watching the girl as she slept. He couldn’t help wanting to reach out to touch her head, but as he nearly touched her face, he suddenly withdrew his hand.
His gaze fell on the girl’s neck, the silver iron ball necklace exposed, highlighting her fair, delicate neck.
At some point, it started to rain, pitter-pattering outside. The man stood before the window, looking out at the boundless night, but his eyes were deeper, darker than the night itself.