Yes, It’s a Love Relationship (1)
Inside the Bureau, the research laboratory.
Mu Heng looked down and examined the papers laid out on his desk.
These were all the magical readings and reports from the area near the abyssal rift over a recent period.
“Is there any result?”
Zhuo Fu came forward with more papers in his arms and placed them heavily on the table with a thud.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, shook his head, and said, “The data analysis and process should need a few more days, but you’re right. This abyssal rift was, indeed, unlike an ordinary one.”
Zhuo Fu reached over and pulled out a report from his desk, pointing out a line of data to Mu Heng. “Before that, there were no unusual alerts in that area till yesterday–”
His finger moved down and landed on the abnormally spiked figures that followed.
Mu Heng narrowed his eyes.
All the victims rescued from the area were still unconscious in the hospital, unable to be questioned.
However, generally speaking, an abyssal rift would have a slow expansion period after appearing and a one-day intervention could not have caused the high pollution levels in the surrounding areas.
Zhuo Fu: “I’ve sent someone to the research institute in the surrounding area to investigate. I think maybe something was wrong with the instrument.”
He scratched his head. “However, I did not detect any signs of Eye of the Abyss.”
Mu Heng draped his jacket over his arm and turned to walk out the door.
“Contact me if anything turns up.”
Zhuo Fu watched the other man’s back and laughed. “In such a hurry to leave?”
Mu Heng’s pace faltered slightly.
Zhuo Fu was fearless and added, “Accompanying your family’s child?”
The man turned around and looked at him with a pair of cold, unwavering blue eyes.
Zhuo Fu subconsciously took a step back.
He laughed dryly. “You guys play by yourselves. I still have work to do and won’t bother you guys.”
After saying that, Zhuo Fu turned around and darted toward the lab with great foresight.
Mu Heng: “…”
He withdrew his eyes, pushed open the door, and walked outside.
Outside the research lab, the young man was slightly curled up and dozing in his chair.
He seemed sleepy, his head lolling little by little as if he would slip out of the chair in the next second.
His long eyelashes drooped, casting deep shadows on his fair face, which looked fluffy.
Mu Heng felt a gentle sweep of feathers brush against his heart.
“Wake up, don’t sleep here.”
Shi An raised his half-asleep eyes and looked sleepily toward the man in front of him, a slight soft nasal sound in his clear voice as he whined, “So sleepy…”
Mu Heng said to him, “Let’s go. I will send you back.”
He thought briefly and added, “Or should we go eat ice cream?”
“!!!”
Catching the familiar keyword, the sleepy Shi An suddenly woke up and sat upright. “Ice cream!”
Mu Heng chuckled. “Okay.”
The sky outside was already brightening and the whole city was shrouded in a pale blue morning mist.
The sun gradually climbed high into the sky and the city became lively and noisy again.
Inside the dessert shop.
Shi An looked fidgety as he gazed anxiously toward the counter.
Mu Heng sat opposite him calmly, seemingly unaffected by Shi An’s impatience.
As it was still too early, there was no one else in the dessert shop but them.
Soon, the shop assistant came over with a tray and placed the items on the tray on the table piece by piece.
The ice cream in front of them had a sweet, creamy, cold, and milky aroma mixed with a rich, mellow chocolate fragrance, making it very appetizing.
Shi An stared at the large cup of chocolate parfait in front of him and gripped the small silver spoon.
But before he could start, the man’s long, gloved fingers reached over and pressed the base of the glass, moving it in the opposite direction of Shi An.
“Hold on.”
Shi An: “???”
He looked up in confusion.
He saw the man across from him dropping his long silver eyelashes and unhurriedly pushing a sandwich toward him.
“Eat breakfast first.”
Shi An turned his head and eyed the ice cream. “But…”
Mu Heng’s face was expressionless. “No.”
“You will get a stomachache if you eat it before meals.”
Shi An: “…”
He remembered the painful experience he had last time in the hospital because he had eaten too much ice cream.
Although he truly wanted to eat it…
He was truly super afraid of pain.
Shi An sighed reluctantly.
But he still wolfed down the steaming hot fried eggs and sandwich before him before impatiently dragging back the chocolate parfait that Mu Heng had pushed out of the way, holding the little spoon and digging right in.
Mu Heng sat across from him, holding a coffee cup between his fingers, sipping it little by little, his eyes stoic, his gaze always falling on the young man in front of him.
The hot steam thickened the dark, bitter coffee flavor.
Shi An sniffed the air and paused as he bit into his spoon.
He lifted his eyes, his eyes falling on the coffee in Mu Heng’s hand, and asked curiously, “Is it tasty?”
Mu Heng dropped his eyelashes without saying anything.
He put down his coffee cup, the bottom of the cup clinking on the table with a tinkle, turned it around, and pushed it over with his fingertips.
Shi An couldn’t resist his curiosity and reached out to take it, bringing the cup to his lips.
The young man’s lips were pale as he carefully sucked the cup’s rim.
Mu Heng’s eyes deepened as he watched the other man’s lips gently pursed to the spot he had touched earlier.
As soon as the clear black liquid entered his mouth, a strong bitter taste spread instantly. The rich aroma he had smelled earlier seemed an illusion. All that remained was a slightly sour, astringent taste. Shi An’s face instantly scrunched up.
Until a minute ago, Shi An had thought that all food made by humans was delicious. Until now…
