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Chapter 241: 241: Cold War

“Bai Youwei?” Shen Mo’s voice deepened, like a tight string stretched to its limit.

She did not move.

He held her hand, it was warm.

Her cheeks, too, were hot.

Her pulse, still there.

Her breath, also still there.

But why couldn’t she wake up?

Had she fainted from a high fever, or

Shen Mo clenched his back teeth and picked Bai Youwei up from the bed!

“Ah”

Bai Youwei, caught off guard, let out a sharp scream!

Shen Mo was initially stunned, then his eyes filled with surprise and anger!

The sound attracted everyone, they saw Bai Youwei sitting on the bed unharmed, and Shen Mo standing in front of the bed, his face dark with anger, as if he could drip ink!

“What happened?” The teacher looked perplexed as he examined their expressions, “What’s wrong with you two?”

Shen Mo stared at Bai Youwei, after a while, he took a deep breath and said, “Nothing.”

He said it was nothing, but his tone was so cold it was like he was chilled to the bone, not at all like everything was fine!

Before the teacher could ask again, Shen Mo turned around without a word and left the room.

The few people gathered at the door looked at each other, sensing the subtle changes between Shen Mo and Bai Youwei.

The teacher worriedly asked, “Weiwei, what on earth happened? Did you have a fight with Shen Mo?”

“No ” Bai Youwei denied it, then pouted, muttered, “He just now  seemed to think that I had turned into a doll.”

The crowd:

In the silence, Tan Xiao blurted out, “Wow! You didn’t pretend to be one, did you!”

Bai Youwei glowered at him right away: “Do I look like that kind of person?!”

Without any hesitation, Tan Xiao laughed out loud, “Yes, yes, you do!”

“Laugh your head off!” Bai Youwei threw a pillow at him!

She missed, and Tan Xiao ran off laughing.

As he ran, he tattled: “Mo, Weiwei is losing her temper again!——”

Bai Youwei:

Damn, she really didn’t do it on purpose!

Shen Mo ignored Bai Youwei for the entire afternoon.

Of course, it’s not that he completely ignored her. When Bai Youwei called him, he would come over, when Bai Youwei wanted a drink, he would pour it, when Bai Youwei needed to go downstairs, he would carry her down.

But, he didn’t say a word, not even an extra glance.

This made Bai Youwei very uncomfortable, but also a bit fresh. She figured that he was acting this way because he was worried about her, the shock of her potentially becoming a doll seemed quite substantial to him.

Thinking about it, she decided to give him a pass this time due to his rudeness.

Besides

She looked at the white skirt drying by the fireplace.

He had even washed clothes for her, how could she stay mad at him?

Shen Mo found a bunch of chopped firewood under the eaves outside the back door. He brought in a pile. The firewood was damp, some even had mushrooms growing on them. It looked absurd as he held them in his arms.

Bai Youwei laughed watching him.

But her laughter didn’t move him.

Shen Mo expressionlessly dropped the firewood, drying them by the fireplace, ready for when there was no more wood to burn.

As he crouched in front of the fireplace, his dark eyes reflected the firelight, and his muscular arms moved smoothly. He stacked the firewood into a small tower in no time, orderly and tidily, but leaving gaps to improve air circulation, so they would dry faster.

Bai Youwei sat by his side, watching him. He was methodical, his aloof expression gave off a clear message – keep your distance. This made him all the more irresistible, exuding a strong masculine charm.

It was as if a feather was tickling her heart, she couldn’t help but call out to him, “Shen Mo.”

Shen Mo turned to look at her, his slightly furrowed brows reflecting his confusion.

“If one day, I become a doll,” she gazed into his eyes, and asked seriously, “would you cry for me?”