Feng Ting - Betrayal of Love

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[Xiang Yunchao/Chen Ting? ] Betrayal 12

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Ten o'clock in the morning.

Causeway Bay, Causeway Road, Central Library, Lending Area on the first floor.

There are not too many people who read the book, after all, Hong Kong's new recruits are working hard in the office at this time.Most of the people staying in the library in twos and threes are university students. When they are not in class, they can still work part-time, do volunteer work and so on.

The seat by the window is actually not that important, but the habit accumulated over the years made him choose to sit here at the first time.

Wu Mian looked at the pedestrians and vehicles passing by on the street, and quietly opened an English version of "1984" in his hand. It was an old version for some years, and the pages of the book were slightly yellowed, with light and old ink. aroma.

——It was bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.

Turned over and over, and finally stopped at this sentence.

He has read the book "1984" many times, but no matter how he reads it, this sentence is still his favorite.At that time, there was someone who liked it as much as he did. Even if they later broke up with each other as described in "1984", it did not affect the meaning of this sentence in his memory.

Wu Mian was waiting quietly, waiting for an old friend to come.

At [-]:[-], a man wearing sunglasses and a mask arrived as scheduled. He was standing by the bookshelf behind him, picking out books, and a familiar figure was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"You're here." The reading area of ​​the library should not make loud noises, Wu Mian nodded to the glass window, and the man standing inside also bowed slightly in greeting.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

It's inconvenient to say more pleasantries, Wu Mian got up and tried to lure the man away, but was gently pressed down by his shoulders.

"Two or ten minutes later, see you in the woods outside Gate 10." There was only one meeting place left, and the man left in a hurry.

Wu Mian reflexively looked out of the window. The pedestrians on the street hurried past. He saw a few people sitting on the bench with books but not reading them, looking here frequently.After the initial surprise, Wu Mian understood that those people were paparazzi who secretly took pictures, and these troubles... probably all caused by Xiang Yunchao!

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The woods outside Gate 3—this place is actually within the scope of Victoria Park, but it is separated from the main park by a road, so there are fewer people coming here, and the park is less cared for. The grass is more lush than elsewhere.

Wu Mian entered this forest with nervous nerves. The canopy of this forest dominated by Lagerstroemia indica is so high that it is so dense that it can block out the sun. It's broad daylight, but the woods look a little gloomy.Following his footsteps... there was something else besides the shadow, but the speed was too fast to be noticed.

A green leaf seemed to be unbearable to the wind, passing through layers of branches and leaves, fluttering down from Wu Mian's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, a completely black dagger that couldn't even see the blade was close in front of him.Wu Mian's spine felt a chill, and he fell backwards to avoid it according to his own reaction.

In reality, different from novels and film and television works, there are no martial arts heroes, and there are no famous secret arts, so Wu Mian hid for a while, lying down in the grass half as tall as a person, with a posture of Not graceful.

The man holding the dagger didn't stop at all, and followed closely one step forward. Ping Song's wrist suddenly flipped and pressed down, completing a movement from flat pushing to top-down stabbing. The blade was still aimed at Wu Mian's vitals in the chest, and the movement was clean and neat. Steady and ruthless.

That dagger is very familiar, and Wu Mian has seen its power to cut iron like mud before. He didn't dare to block it casually, so he could only flex his arms and bend his knees to roll to the side like a ball. , and escaped from the gap between the two trees.

The person who came to him failed in one move and was unsteady on his feet, and then he turned around, without pausing for a moment, and slid into the gap after Wu Mian.

No one thought that there were several large pits hidden in the woods.

Wu Mian rolled and couldn't dodge in time, and fell into the bottom of the pit. Fortunately, the pit was not deep, and there were some soft tree roots to cushion it, so it didn't hurt to fall.It seems that there used to be several old trees growing here, presumably the trees were dug up and moved into the main garden.

However, the person behind who couldn't brake in time also fell down.

"Hey--"

"Feel sorry--"

Sitting at the bottom of the pit, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

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But apart from the leaves and dust rolled all over, there is no joy of reunion here to share.Wu Mian took off his soiled suit jacket, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. Then he relaxed and smiled at the man beside him——he still had dead tree roots on his face The two blood marks drawn out made this smile a bit unpleasant, "You boy, you disappeared for half a year, I thought you were thrown into the sea to feed the sharks!"

The man wearing sunglasses and a mask is also in a mess now, his body is stained with green grass juice, and a hair grass is hanging on the tip of his hair, which is very funny.He reached out to take it off and threw it aside, and then slowly took off the mask - the sunglasses had been worn properly during the fight just now and never fell off! "Everyone, each other, but I'm out now, and you're still messing around inside. What? You haven't done enough with the work he gave you?"

"Get away? It's not that easy, let's make do with it." Regarding the "he" in the man's mouth, Wu Mian didn't want to mention it again, and directly pointed the topic to this meeting, "Suddenly asked me to meet, why?"

"I have a question to ask you," the man slowly took off his sunglasses, and finally revealed his true face—is it Chen Ting or who? !Putting the folded sunglasses into his coat pocket, he sheathed the black dagger and hid it in his boots. Then Chen Ting asked his question, "I want to know how Xiang Yunjie died half a year ago."

"Take poison to death."

I thought it would take a lot of time to get the answer, but I didn't expect Wu Mian's answer to be extremely straightforward, just four words so neatly.

But this is not what the man really wants, "Who gave him sex? Why did he die? Who did he meet before he died? What did he say? These are what I want to know."

"I'm sorry to say."

It was still four words, but Chen Ting couldn't ask any more. Wu Mian's answer undoubtedly told him something...it's not yet time to announce it.

"It's about him..."

"Okay, Joe, don't speculate about anything about him. The result is not something we can bear. You just need to know that we have no chance without him. Some things... can't be done."

What he said was messed up at first glance, but Chen Ting, who knew the inside story, understood it.But... he was helpless, and had to admit that Wu Mian was right.The only thing Chen Ting felt was lucky was that Wu Mian only knew one of his identities, but not the other.

——Wu Mian has never seen a clear photo of Chen Ting, not even a single one.

——The only close encounter not only did not see the face, he was also knocked unconscious on the toilet in the bathroom.

——Because Chen Ting deliberately concealed it from the beginning to the end, Wu Mian always had the illusion that this name and the real person did not match.

"I have never seen you, and you have never been to this forest." Chen Ting pondered for a moment, got up and left.

"Old rules." Standing up, he patted the soil and leaves on his body, looking at the places stained by the crushed green leaves, Wu Mian regretted wearing light colors today, "Take care, Joe."

"Take care of yourself."

The two walked out of the woods one after another, reappeared, and disappeared from people's sight again.

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After a busy morning, Chen Ting, who returned to the Emgrand Building, finally got rid of the paparazzi guarding him through the private passage in the underground garage.He was not ignorant of the specific operation of the incident half a year ago. Even though Wu Mian's answer was so general that he didn't give it, it confirmed his guess from another aspect: Xiang Yunjie's death was directly related to money laundering activities. , it is more related to the large amount of drug funds that disappeared, and also... related to that person's instruction.If it wasn't Xiang Yunjie but Xiang Yunchao who took care of Xiang's back then... He didn't dare to think.With his ability at that time...whether he can turn the tide and turn the tide.

Aye sent his lunch to the office, and when he knocked on the door, he found that the door was not closed. The consequence of entering uninvited was that he was taken aback by Chen Ting's embarrassment, "Brother Ting, did you go to fight?"

"Yeah." With an absent-minded snort, Chen Ting took the bag from Aye's hand, turned around and put it on the table, "When will the reporters downstairs be cleaned up?"

Not wanting his boss to misunderstand his professional execution ability, Ah Ye quickly complained, "Brother Ting! I just cleaned it up in the morning!"

It was really not Aye's fault. Chen Ting opened the blinds and looked out, and found that some people were indeed different from the morning.He was very uncomfortable in this state, and told Ah Ye to wait for him to have lunch together. Chen Ting pushed open the door of the lounge, went in to take a shower, and changed into a clean outfit.

"Brother Ting, take me with you next time." After handing the chopsticks to Chen Ting, Ah Ye looked at him squarely with loyalty in his eyes.

Chen Ting returned a smile to him naturally, and his tone was the same as before, "It's just a little dispute, can I still let myself suffer?" This smile changed a little in the end, and it was always fixed in Ah Ye's eyes His gaze was as sharp as a knife.

Seen by his smile, Aye's eyes flickered halfway before being cut off, and then he lowered his head a little shyly, covering up the little trace of panic, and when he raised his head again, his expression remained unchanged except for the slight redness of the pinnae. Showing great sincerity, "I'm not at ease."

"Eat, let's eat." Chen Ting didn't say anything more. It's not the time for endless temptations, but he just urged him to eat quickly, "After eating, go calm down and see what's going on in the south. This time Bada appeared , Hong Kong...is another bloodbath..."

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