Murder the Dream Guy

Fang Yuanyuan heard the sound of the keys and opened the door to find a beaming Xiang Wan and Bai Muchuan.

Gosh! Why are they smiling so affectionately to each other?

Her sixth sense told her that there was something ongoing between them.

Fang Yuanyuan crossed her arms and leaned on the door with a straight face. “Where did you two go to? It’s quite late already.”

Xiang Wan blinked at her. “We’re working on a case.”

This woman doesn’t want to come clean with me, thought Fang Yuanyuan . Hmph!

Fang Yuanyuan curled her lip unhappily and moved out of the way. “Detective Bai, come in and take a seat! Oh yeah, where’s your luggage? Didn’t you say to cohabit with our Wanwan?”

“…”

Goodness! Xiang Wan wished she could strangle her at that instant.

Bai Muchuan did not mind at all. “Thank you, but I’ll only be moving in tomorrow.” His attitude improved a lot as he used to treat everyone more arrogantly but was now more polite to Yuanyuan.

After that, he looked at Xiang Wan and pointed to the door, wearing a warm smile. “Go in, I’ll be off now!”

“Hm.” Xiang Wan lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering.

Bai Muchuan peered at her. “You have nothing else to tell me?”

Xiang Wan gritted her teeth and gave him a mischievous glare before lowering her body for a bow. “Captain Bai, please be safe on the road.”

A refreshing smile appeared on Bai Muchuan’s good-looking face as he suddenly pointed at his cheek. “Here!”

“Hur?” Xiang Wan stared at him fiercely. “Are you going or not?”

“… I’ll go now!”

Poor Little Bai, he wanted a peck on his cheek, but he did not receive it. He rubbed his nose and waved his hands, going away with a somewhat bitter look.

“Wah! Hoho! This is big news!”

The moment the door was closed, Fang Yuanyuan was boiling with curiosity.

She grabbed Xiang Wan’s shoulders, turned her around and looked into her eyes. Xiang Wan saw that Yuanyuan’s eyes were full of excitement.

“Sis, you two hooked up with each other, right?”

“…” Xiang Wan made a frown at her. “For goodness sake, please use more refined terms so you don’t make our Wen Quan Book Treasury lose face!”

“Cut it out!” Fang Yuanyuan grinned and eyeballed Xiang Wan from head to toe, then left and right. Next, she held her face. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, You’re not the same now, really not the same. Sis, do you know that even your disposition has changed? When a girl’s in love, her face would glow in joy, her cheeks rosy, and she would pay more attention to her dressing… Tch, that enamored look of yours, why is it so similar to a young girl who fell in love for the first time? Hahaha!”

Xiang Wan’s face flushed red in face of Yuanyuan’s cheerful laughter.

“Stop your nonsense! I’m not talking to you now, I need to write my story!”

“You know I’m not spouting nonsense!” Fang Yuanyuan refused to let her go and followed her inside her bedroom. Her blazing, burning desire of curiosity had not been snuffed out. “Sis, tell me about it. How did you get him? Is the feeling of being in love with a stud the same as me being in love with a pleb?”

Xiang Wan pulled her chair and sat down. She tilted her head and gave her a dirty look. She took her mobile phone and pretended to make a phone call.

“Hey, Huang He, my dear Yuanyuan said she wants to fall in love with a stud instead of a pleb…”

Fang Yuanyuan used her “claws” to hold and shake Xiang Wan’s head.

“Heroine, are you looking for a beating?”

“My Lord Editor, I’m doing this for the sake of helping you maintain your good performance at work, alright?” Xiang Wan pleaded and tried her best to pry open her hands. “I need to get to work now! Who’s going to bear the responsibility if I fail to update?”

“Alright, you win!”

Fang Yuanyuan left the room after letting go of her.

Xiang Wan heaved a sigh of relief and sat quietly on her chair. However, she did not calm down immediately. She felt as if she was being entangled in a bundle of mess. All her thoughts were filled with Bai Muchuan’s smiling face, his warmth and his gentleness that always managed to stir her heart—she found it hard to calm down.

Slowly, she shut her eyes.

Her brain was filled with many scenes: he leaned to kiss her face; he accompanied her to walk back home; his pleasant, husky voice…

Her forehead suddenly hurt and she opened her eyes in shock. “What are you doing?” Fang Yuanyuan’s magnified face was in front of her.

“Who are you thinking of? You should take a look at the mirror.” Fang Yuanyuan rubbed Xiang Wan’s face after placing a plate of cut fruits on her table, as well as a glass of water. “Don’t think of men anymore, come back to your senses and write your update! Your novel statistics are really good recently…”

“Alright!”

Xiang Wan responded while she opened her review and comments page.

“Daily reminder to update. I am the little reminder assistant!”

“Daily check-in! Daily check-in! Xiang Gongzi, please look at me. I am your cute little fan…”

“Xiang Gongzi, when are you going to let Detective Fang and Nuannuan get into some hot scenes? Ah, ah, ah, we’ve eaten too much vegetables that our mouths become sore. We can’t be healed if they don’t kiss!”

Pffft!

Looking at the comments, the happiness that Xiang Wan got from it was impossible to describe.

The most initial thought of writing a story was when someone liked it, the author would feel at ease.

As she scrolled through the comments with a smile, her gaze finally landed on a familiar ID…

It’s here!

After waiting for so long, it finally appeared.

It was that ID! The same tone, the same creepy feeling. Nevertheless, the comment that ID left this time did not mention other stuff. It was just like any other reader, chastising Xiang Wan’s plot severely.

“There seems to be a problem with the pace of the story recently? I’m so sick of the recent romantic plots. Did the author fall in love recently that she has forgotten the most initial plot she had in mind? Where’s the promised mystery detective plots? If there are still no updates on this aspect, the author can go to hell. Don’t humiliate yourself, author!”

Xiang Wan’s brows were knitted closely together.

Looking at this comment, she started to feel skeptical of her previous judgement again.

Was she really being overly sensitive?

Besides being somewhat harsh and neurotic in the comment, this was totally the style of an unhappy, normal reader!

Xiang Wan mulled over for a moment, and as usual, she would take a screenshot of the comment and store them in a folder together with the previous screenshots of the other comments of that same ID.

She looked through them one more time, but she still had no clue…

After that, she directly closed the page and concentrated on writing her update.

At the earlier half of the story, she focused on writing how the relationship of both the female and male protagonist entered another level. She also included quite a bit of details on their emotions. With that development, she could start to plan her new arc on a new case.

Xiang Wan pondered over what to write and suddenly thought of the situation that Xie Wanwan told them earlier.

Ye Lun’s missing girlfriend as well as herself and the detectives who got “lured away”.

What was the link between these two incidents?

The moment she entered her own story, she realized that she was not Xiang Wan anymore. Her fingers typed on the keyboard as fast as though she was in a trance. She seemed to have transformed into another person without a definite form, starting to spin her wild imaginations into the story.

…

It was midnight at 12 o’clock sharp.

Xiang Wan finished writing her update. After successfully uploading and publishing it, she stretched herself and sighed in relief. She got up from her seat and did some stretching exercise to relax her muscles.

Ding! She received an SMS.

“You updated on the dot again! Teacher Xiang, you’re good!”

What an ironic sentence!

What a die-hard fan he is!

She decided to forgive his sharp tongue as he had noticed her update right after she had published it!

Xiang Wan did not realize that the corners of her mouth formed a smile as she replied the message slowly. “This is called skill! If you don’t have three to five years of experience, you’ll be unable to obtain this skill. You understand now?”

“My girl’s so capable! Hats off to you!”

Xiang Wan thought of what Bai Muchuan was doing as she looked at the message. Her nerves relaxed a lot as she walked around the room and texted him at the same time.

“It’s already so late, why aren’t you in bed?”

“I haven’t gotten your permission; I dare not go to bed!”

“… Can’t you be more decent?”

“Tch! What are you thinking? Little Xiang Wan, don’t gauge the heart of a man of integrity with your mean thoughts!”

Through the screen, she could imagine Bai Muchuan’s arrogant behavior as he replied to the message and couldn’t help laughing.

“I’m not going to argue with you. Wash up and go to sleep. Tomorrow’s a work day!”

“Alright, goodnight!”

“Night!”

It was now deep in the night.

Xiang Wan took a look at the dark sky outside the window, closed the curtains and went to the bathroom.

As she sat on the toilet seat, she flipped through the mobile phone and was surprised to notice that “The White List” had updated as well!

Oh my god! After waiting for so long, Second Young Master Mu has finally revived?

She looked at the time of the update and saw that the update was about the same time as hers!

Heh! She laughed cheerfully as she tapped on the update and started to read the chapter diligently, enjoying the moment in relaxation.

Reading a good book was similar to a catharsis of the soul. A good book was akin to nutrition or good food for the brain. It could let Xiang Wan feel assured for a good night’s sleep…

The next morning, Xiang Wan woke up due to a good sleep. She opened her windows to a misty and refreshing weather. She took a deep breath and hummed a tune as she made her way to the kitchen.

She felt it was time to return the favor to Cheng Zheng as he had bought breakfast for them too many times.

In the past, she would dread to come in contact with Cheng Zheng as she was worried that he might misunderstand something. Strangely enough, she was now calm and open-minded as though she had finally seen him as a friend, as a colleague. There was no obstacle in her mind when she thought this way and she no longer felt awkward.

Now that she did not care about his opinion, she was calm about it.

When Fang Yuanyuan yawned as she came out of her bedroom, Cheng Zheng was knocking on their door, as usual.

On his hand, he carried two sets of breakfast as usual.

When he saw Xiang Wan took out a pot of porridge from the kitchen, he was quite shocked.

“You’re really serious about making breakfast?”

Xiang Wan placed the bowl and chopsticks on the table. “Of course, I can’t just be all talk but no action! Captain Cheng, come and try my culinary skills…”

Prior to that day, Xiang Wan had never showed Cheng Zheng a sincere and pleasant expression. Her expression was as though the blossoming flowers in spring, where the ice melted as winter went away. The whole world seemed to be bright because of her smile. She was smiling as she was no longer wary of him and no longer cared about his advances…

It was something good yet Cheng Zheng was unable to smile.

She had changed.

His position in her heart was different now.

She no longer regarded him as her blind date or as a prospective boyfriend. Now, she treated him as an ordinary friend. That was why she was able to treat him calmly without reservations.

A long time later, when Cheng Zheng reminisced his memories he had with Xiang Wan, the only thing that he could remember was her beautiful smile that morning.

He was as though so close to her yet so far away.

He was so close that he seemed to be able to reach her, yet he would never be able to do so as he was too far away from her…

At that time, Cheng Zheng felt a little regret. He regretted that he had not tried to understand her nor understand himself.

However, the Cheng Zheng at this time had stubbornly refused to believe it.

Even though he could already feel she had rejected him flatly, he still wanted to try to reach out to her, wanting to challenge the one percent chance…

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