Operation Red Book

Chapter 330: Muyunzhai under the Cold Mist

Muyunzhai has never been so deserted.

Cloudy sky, thick fog, silence, cool breeze, dilapidated account books... This is indeed the morning when all things first wake up.

But at this moment in Muyunzhai, the whiteness, the cold, the silence, the trembling, the falling petals, the flying dust, occupied the blank space of reason...

Ivy stood in the middle of the hall, looking around blankly at this familiar yet unfamiliar place.

The cold fog outside squeezed in through the door and window corners, mixing with the silence in the air and the dust on the railings.

As the door lock fell with a heavy "click", the cold mist and dust disappeared, leaving only the stuffiness and humidity in the silence.

"Just the two of us?"

Joshua tiptoed towards Ivy, afraid that he would ruin the dullness of the scene.

Ivy shook her head, and with it came endless loneliness and melancholy.

In front of her was the front desk of Muyunzhai, where she worked. Ivy was very familiar with it.

She walked forward slowly, passing slowly through the narrow passage between the rosewood square table and the wooden wine cabinet.

It was dark behind the square table, and Ivy could only rely on the memory in her mind to determine the direction.

On the smooth table top, the subtle fragrance of rosewood is still clearly tangible.

Just layers of dust floating on the surface, making the greasy and smooth surface become dull.

The pot of daffodils on the table had long since withered, and there were a few dirty marks on the blue and white porcelain, and the withered stems hung down among the yellow leaves.

Withered branches, dried roots, and inexplicable sadness rose from the bottom of my heart, like erupting magma covering the entire wall cavity.

The swelling and pain stopped at the corners of her eyes, and Ivy realized that if she didn't look away, her entire eye sockets would be surrounded by mist.

The account books with gray-blue covers were neatly stacked in the corner. No one had looked at them for a long time, and the curled edges of the papers had become much smoother.

Ivy stared at the account books for a long time. She couldn't imagine how bad the accounts inside would be, and how much effort she would have to spend to find out the balance in the account books...

An annoying annoyance, isn't it?

She didn't dare touch it, she didn't want to touch it.

Miss Mingcan is gone, Mr. Zhu has left, and no one visits the Chinese Wharf anymore...

Everyone has left, and no one is watching, so what’s the point?

"There is no one left, only us..."

Choking with sobs, Ivy took several deep breaths before she could finish the sentence.

Hearing Ivy's choking sobs, Joshua licked his dry lips helplessly.

He knew that Ivy had an unspeakable pain in her heart, but he didn't know how to face it.

Growing up, no one wanted to play with him. Girls seemed to prefer energetic boys who could run and jump. They didn't want to talk to a nerd who stuttered, was gloomy and slow.

This is the truth Joshua learned personally when he was five years old, and it was also the excuse he used to avoid emotions for so many years.

"Ai, Ai Wei-san..."

When he came back to the present, he was a little at a loss, and his fingers unconsciously tangled around the corner of his clothes.

The fingertips rubbed the fabric, and the heat from the fingertips penetrated into the heart, creating ripples.

"Go hold her, like you were by the stream in Monet's garden."

The ghost in his heart was circling in his ears. Joshua's eyelashes trembled, and he had difficulty breathing in his airway.

Joshua forgot that there was a vampire who was extremely eager for love living in his body, and he exclaimed in his heart that something was wrong.

"Don't... uh..."

Unfortunately, it was a few seconds too late, my consciousness blurred in an instant, and I felt myself being pushed into the void by an invisible force.

The limbs are out of control and the brain is forced to hand over control.

The breathing continues, the body is still standing, and the soul is still locked in the body.

But in the end, Joshua still became a tightly tied puppet.

He saw his eyes glow red and his white fangs appeared between his lips.

He saw his body gradually becoming stronger, and Ivy's sad figure became larger and larger in his sight.

He saw his hands gently caressing Ivy's shoulders, then gently grasping her wrists and slowly pulling her into his arms.

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