mask personality

"Miss Ji Yi?" Yun Feng walked quickly towards Wen Dong, and asked in a concerned tone, "What's wrong with you, did you fall down?"

Ji Yi, of course, is the new pseudonym Wen Dong made up for himself.

At this moment, Wen Dong was leaning against the sink, with one leg bent, and only the tip of his toe touching the ground slightly, as if not exerting any force, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was enduring something.

Seeing Yunfeng approaching, Wen Dong raised his head to look at him, pretending to be surprised and asked, "You... haven't left yet?"

"I didn't go far," Yunfeng said frankly, "I heard movement from your side, so I turned back."

"I'm fine," Wen Dong pursed his thin lips slightly, deliberately showing a calm and forbearing look, "It's just... I accidentally twisted my ankle."

Yunfeng knelt down to look at it, but Wen Dong immediately withdrew his foot that was lightly touching the ground, and at the same time said uncomfortably: "It's okay, it's not twisted too much, my ankle is habitual That way, take it easy."

Yunfeng only thought that "her" was thin-skinned and embarrassed, but didn't think too much about it, and didn't insist on looking at it anymore, instead he stood up and took a half step back politely, and then asked softly: "Can you walk by yourself? I'll help you, no, you can help me too."

While saying this, Yunfeng handed out a forearm wrapped under an expensive shirt to Wendong.

There seemed to be a moment of hesitation on Wen Dong's face, but in the end he nodded, stretched out his hand to support Yunfeng's forearm, and whispered, "Thank you."

His hands are also indistinguishable, they are as slender as girls' hands, but their bones are slightly more distinct than those of ordinary girls. In order to match the dress on his body, and of course to avoid being suspected as much as possible, Wen Dong said this. He also wore a decorative ring on one hand.

The ring was shining under the light, which made his white and slender hands even more beautiful.

Yun Feng's eyes stopped on that hand for a moment, then he raised his eyes to Wen Dong, raised his lips and said with a smile, "No thanks, it's my honor."

Wen Dong didn't answer these words, he pretended to be unable to exert force on one foot, and took a difficult step forward while supporting Yunfeng's arm.

The side is still very realistic, slightly frowning and pursing lips, as if enduring pain.

Probably seeing that "she" was walking really hard, Yunfeng stopped talking for the time being, but slowed down and concentrated on being a "humanoid walking stick".

It wasn't until the two of them moved into the elevator room with difficulty and half leaned on the handrail behind them that Wen Dong was slightly relieved.

This is not pretending, after all, it is really tiring to pretend all the way!

"Can you still hold on?" Yunfeng couldn't help but ask sideways, "If you can't, I'll carry you out later, my car is parked not close to the elevator hall."

Wen Dong raised his eyes to look at him, noticing that Yunfeng asked while habitually tidying up the collar of his shirt, which was already flat and wrinkle-free.

It's like his habitual moves, maybe even muscle memory.

Wen Dong just took a glance, then retracted his gaze, and said without hesitation: "No, I can walk by myself."

Seeing "her" resisting, he didn't know what he thought of, Yunfeng suddenly smiled, and said in a low voice: "Your stubborn temper is very similar to a person I know."

Wen Dong's heart skipped a beat, his expression remained motionless, he just let out an "Oh?" in surprise, and the ending sound rose slightly, as if he was just surprised, but not very curious.

Wen Dong is well versed in the psychology of most people. At this time, not showing curiosity can arouse the other party's desire to talk more than asking "who is it".

Obviously, Yunfeng is also one of the vast majority of people.

In the next second, he revealed the answer: "It's very similar to my sister. She has such a stubborn temper since she was a child."

When he said this, Yun Fengyu was very depressed, as if he was struggling to suppress some kind of too strong emotion.

However, Wen Dong couldn't smell emotions at this time, and what Yun Feng showed was only for a moment, not enough for Wen Dong to savor carefully.

After his words fell, the elevator "ding" sounded, and just arrived at the parking lot on the first floor, and the elevator door opened slowly.

In an instant, Yun Feng suppressed all his emotions, and stretched out his forearm towards Wen Dong, and said in a warm voice, "Then please Miss Ji Yi persevere."

Wen Dong nodded "OK", raised his hand to touch Yunfeng's forearm again, and added a new label to Yunfeng in his heart after "paying too much attention to the external image"——

Strong ability to control external emotions.

In fact, this is an ability that is not easy to achieve, but at the same time, it is not a very good ability.

Because from a certain point of view, this ability can be equated with "very good at camouflage".

Wen Dong considers himself the best among them, of course, the other best is definitely Ji Lin.

But now, there is another cloud wind.

Wen Dong has always felt that this ability is necessary for a perfect criminal.

Because real monsters often wear masks and hide in the crowd.

Of course, Wen Dong only thought so in his heart, on the surface, he didn't show the slightest bit.

Wen Dong borrowed his strength all the way, and was finally led by Yunfeng to his car.

Yunfeng stretched out his hand to open the back seat door for Wen Dong, helped Wen Dong to sit in, and then said: "I should have invited you to sit in the passenger seat, but given your current situation, the back seat should be more comfortable, so don't worry about it." If it hurts, you can put your legs on the seat."

Wen Dong thanked him again, but he didn't put his legs on the seat.

Yunfeng didn't insist anymore, instead he got into the driver's seat and started the car.

The car drove all the way out of the parking lot and onto the road, but soon stopped on the side of the road.

Wen Dong was slightly taken aback, then looked out subconsciously, and found a convenience store on the side of the road.

Before he realized why Yunfeng parked the car here, he heard Yunfeng say "wait for me", and before Wen Dong could answer, he opened the door and got out of the car, and walked quickly to the convenience store.

Wen Dong was hesitating whether to follow him or not, but before he could come to a conclusion, Yunfeng came back with an extra bag of ice in his hand.

Sitting in the driver's seat again, Yunfeng handed over the bag of ice in his hand, and said in a natural tone, "Ice compresses will make you feel much more comfortable."

Wen Dong was silent for an extremely short moment, but still reached out to take the bag of ice, thanked him again, and then stuck the ice bag on his intact ankle.

The moment it was pasted, it collided lightly with the anklet Ji Lin gave him on the ankle, making a slight noise.

"You really don't have to be so polite," Yunfeng laughed, and changed the subject as if chatting, "Actually, I wanted to say it before, the anklet on your ankle is very nice, it suits you very well."

Wen Dong also smiled slightly in response.

After starting the car again, Yunfeng asked warmly, "I forgot to ask where you were going just now, are you going home?"

Of course Wen Dong didn't go home.

Firstly, he can't let Yunfeng know where he lives, and secondly, he wants to spend as much time with Yunfeng as possible now, trying to dig out more useful information from him, to confirm or rule out whether he is a suspect.

But of course none of the above can be said.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Dong found a reason.

He lowered his eyes slightly, pursed his thin lips slightly, made a look of embarrassment, and said softly: "I...I don't really want to go home. In fact, I just broke up with my boyfriend. Being alone at home...it's always easy to think he."

In fact, this can be regarded as a hidden hint among adults.

It can be seen that when Dong said these words, his brows and eyes were lowered, and his sad tone was too realistic, which formed a big contrast with his original image of Gao Leng Yujie, and on the contrary, it made people feel pity.

Yunfeng paused slightly with the hand holding the steering wheel, pretending to be understated with a smile: "Then I invited you to lunch before, and you still refused me."

Speaking of this, Wen Dong immediately made a "shocked" expression on his face, and he said unnaturally: "I...I originally wanted to go shopping alone, but now I sprained my ankle, so I have to go shopping too. It won't work."

"You can't go shopping, so you want to have dinner with me again?" Yun Feng naturally picked up Wen Dong's conversation, and said "tsk" lightly, jokingly, "Looking at it this way, I seem to be a tool man."

Wen Dong hurriedly shook his head, and explained softly: "I didn't mean that..."

"Just kidding," Yun Feng laughed again, interrupting Wen Dong's explanation, he said briskly, "It's also my honor to be a tool for a beauty like Miss Ji Yi."

Wen Dong shut up and stopped talking.

The initial goal was achieved - to have lunch with Yunfeng.

Probably Wen Dong himself mentioned "boyfriend" first, and Yunfeng's related topics suddenly increased——

He suddenly asked: "Then the skirt you are wearing is from your boyfriend, no, is it a gift from your ex-boyfriend?"

skirt.

Wen Dong's pupils shrank slightly.

This is the second time Yunfeng mentioned this skirt today.

Wen Dong will not forget the judgment he and Ji Lin made together - the suspect may have a certain persistent pursuit of the blue dress, and may use it as one of the screening conditions.

If Yun Feng mentioned this skirt for the first time and praised Wen Dong for wearing it, it might be understood as a simple compliment.

But now...

Now, Yunfeng brought it up again and asked if the dress was given by his "ex-boyfriend". This is not in line with the rules of ordinary people's chatting.

In the blink of an eye, some vague idea quickly hit Wen Dong's mind. He couldn't fully capture it, but he still had some rough guesses.

Without any further hesitation, Wen Dong suddenly made a very bold test at this moment——

He shook his head, and said in a natural tone: "Of course not, we broke up, how can I still wear the skirt he bought? This skirt was given to me by my brother."

Wen Dong clearly saw and heard a certain word in his sentence, Yunfeng's hand holding the steering wheel unconsciously tightened for a moment.

But it was only for a moment, Yunfeng spoke again, his tone was still the same, as if he was just chatting: "Oh? Then it seems that the anklet on the ankle was not given by the ex-boyfriend?"

"Yeah," Wen Dong responded simply, and added, "The ankle ring is also a gift from my brother."

Coincidentally, at the moment Wen Dong said these words, his special ability of today suddenly appeared.

So, at this moment, Wen Dong clearly smelled the emotion from Yunfeng, which was exactly the same as the smell he had smelled once when he was in the city bureau——

Similar to the taste of chocolate after being roasted, it is sweet, bitter and slightly burnt.

Like an unconventional love.

And the source of this emotion seems to be because Wen Dong mentioned the word "brother".

The author says:

Congratulations to Xiao Jixi for being a brother! 【bushi】