What is Over is Over Chapter 7

The structure of obsession is extremely strange. It exists in the human heart and can be evoked by a small thing, just like two small flints colliding in the dark, and then scattering sparks, absorbing oxygen and igniting a raging fire.

Caleb Wen's figure appeared in the lobby of the restaurant. He was wearing a dark gray suit and a low-key tie. His glasses were still on the bridge of his nose as always.

As always, as always...

Caleb Wen frowned, and while responding to the waiter, he glanced around with his eyes, and there was a very hot gaze that kept pursuing him.

But I didn't find any strange people around. Could it be that I felt wrong.

"Sir, the gentleman has arrived. The box is over here."

A perfect hospitality smile hung on the waiter's face, Caleb Wen nodded, but it seemed that the waiter came very early, and he had obviously arrived half an hour early.

There is occasional light music in the quiet environment. It seems that the owner of this store is a very elegant person.

Caleb Wen knocked on the door, and there was a vague response from inside, probably letting him in.

Caleb Wen opened the door, and the person sitting in the main seat also turned his head. This person made Caleb Wen feel extremely familiar, and his gaze was like a slimy slug.

As expected, it was an unfamiliar acquaintance. Caleb Wen couldn't remember who he knew without thinking carefully.

"Long time no see, Brother Song."

"Long time no see, Mo Dai."

Mo Dai pushed his wheelchair to Caleb Wen, allowing Caleb Wen to see his whole face.

"Brother Song came so early today! I thought I had to wait a little longer."

Mo Dai withdrew his gaze and smiled slightly. His face was pale and he looked a bit like he was recovering from a serious illness.

"Are you Morty?"

Caleb Wen couldn't believe it. After all, the man in front of him had disappeared from everyone's sight a long time ago. Even the Mo family was not sure about his whereabouts. At that time, he became a mystery in the circle.

And Morty is the client who has always been in contact with Caleb Wen, but they don't communicate much, and even if they communicate, they are all about work, so it is understandable that Caleb Wen doesn't know that the other person is Mo Dai.

"Didn't expect it was me?"

Mo Dai moved the wheelchair and spoke to Caleb Wen with a smile. The other person's attitude was very gentle. Caleb Wen also subconsciously relaxed his guard, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Well, I'm a little surprised."

Mo Dai put his hands on his chin and turned to look at Caleb Wen. He didn't know what he was thinking, but the way he looked at his friend he hadn't seen for a long time made Caleb Wen a little confused.

"I actually didn't expect that, Brother Song, you are still in the Song family, well--but calling me Brother Song is really weird. It always feels like calling your brother Dylan Song."

Mo Dai seemed to be talking to himself, with his slightly thoughtful face placed in front of Caleb Wen.

His main mission in this world is Dylan Song. As for other people... Caleb Wen will ignore them as much as possible.

"Okay, okay, let's call him Brother Ethan Song, but Brother Ethan Song doesn't seem to be very interested."

Mo Dai tilted his head slightly and looked at Caleb Wen with a half-smile.

"Are you overthinking it? Aren't you here to discuss business today?"

Mo Dai has a problem with his leg, but it is a congenital defect. Everyone who knows him knows it. However, because of this defect, Mo Dai rarely plays with people in his circle, but Mo Dai knows and can remember this thing about him. This thing really surprised Caleb Wen.

"Yes, let's talk business."

Perhaps it was because Caleb Wen showed little interest in talking about other topics, but Mo Dai was also very knowledgeable and did not talk about other topics.

Sure enough, the uninvolved conversation made Caleb Wen relax. After talking about everything, Caleb Wen realized that neither he nor Mo Dai had eaten anything, and the food on the table was already cold.

"Brother Ethan Song really has no intention of changing jobs? Maybe my place is more suitable for you than Song's."

Mo Dai's fingers caressed the arms of the wheelchair, his eyes were lowered. His face may have been infected by a trace of illness and depression, making him look particularly fragile, but Mo Dai's age was not much younger than his own.

"If nothing else happens, I will stay with the Song family until the Song family doesn't need me."

When Caleb Wen turned his head to look at Mo Dai, he seemed to see a touch of irony in him. Caleb Wen believed that it was not his imagination.

"Sure enough, the life of an adopted son is so difficult!"

Mo Dai seemed to be sighing and answering a nonsensical question.

When Caleb Wen left, he paid special attention to Mo Dai, but the man just smiled, so Caleb Wen ignored him and quickly put this person in the back of his mind.

It's just that Caleb Wen didn't see that this man named Mo Dai was very similar to him in some aspects.

When he returned to the company, Dylan Song stood by Caleb Wen's office door with a big black face on his face. After seeing Caleb Wen come back, the unpleasant aura all over his body became even stronger.

Oliver Huang just went out to eat and said that he saw Caleb Wen and saw him eating with another man. He didn't know why he was so angry. Maybe it was because Caleb Wen didn't want to eat with him after so many appointments. , it’s so easy to go and have lunch with someone now.

Dylan Song's heart seemed to be soaked in a bottle of acid water and sealed. The increasingly acidic liquid in the hypoxic environment made Dylan Song extremely uncomfortable.

The moment he saw Caleb Wen's figure, Dylan Song began to panic again. He didn't know how to express his dissatisfaction, and he seemed to have no qualifications to accuse Caleb Wen.

Caleb Wen saw Dylan Song standing in front of the door, selectively ignored the strange emotion on his face, and handed him the document bag in his hand naturally.

"Take this to the secretary. Oh, by the way, I have time in the evening. I will take you back after a meal."

Caleb Wen loosened his tie, and then inadvertently gave Dylan Song a sweet candy.

Dylan Song held the document bag and stood blankly by the door. Caleb Wen had already gone in and closed the door. He slowly realized what Caleb Wen had just said, and the sour water from before seemed to have been poured out in an instant. , replaced by a faint sweetness.

After delivering the document bag to the secretary, Dylan Song sat at his simple workstation, and then thought about Caleb Wen. Has he always been so cold? Or is he only doing this to himself? Maybe the memory is too long. He can no longer remember what Caleb Wen was like when he was a child. He directly dislikes him. He is not allowed to let his friends play with him. Warm contact.

But now it seems that Caleb Wen is not a bad person! Although his expression of being looked down upon by everyone sometimes really deserves a beating, he is really a very good person.

As for Caleb Wen's coveting of the Song family, Dylan Song didn't see it. Maybe there was a mistake in the family. With Caleb Wen's strength, he wouldn't set his sights on the Song family.

Parents have a profound influence on their children. It is impossible for Dylan Song to get rid of his parents' subconscious fabrication of Dylan Song for many years so quickly. However, a small seed contains doubts and will one day grow into a towering tree on the fertile soil of emotion.

Caleb Wen threw his tie on the sofa, hung up his clothes, and then sat down relaxedly. He was busy in the company all day long and was as tired as a dog. It was all because of this bullSh!t task, so... , Dylan Song, you have to work harder and free yourself as soon as possible!

Brother Max just wanted to interrupt Caleb Wen's negative work attitude, but when he saw Caleb Wen's tired face, he closed his mouth.

The warmth of this world came very early, almost as a baby. Time is like a sharp blade. It will not give a fatal blow, but it will cut off the bones and blood of the human soul one by one. Needless to say for ordinary people, What's more, what about the taskmaster of the system?

A mission may take decades like Caleb Wen's, so when selecting the master, the system will specifically choose people with strong soul toughness, who can withstand the torture of time in the mission world.

However, there are still many people who cannot suppress their emotions and choose to indulge in a false mission world. One of the reasons why Caleb Wen is famous in the system space is that his control over his emotions is almost inhuman.

Caleb Wen will not indulge.

Brother Max has been following Caleb Wen for many, many years. Looking at Caleb Wen, Brother Max sometimes wonders whether his host is a human being. Anyway, they have squandered enough money saved from previous missions, so it is I hope Caleb Wen can live more for himself.

Brother Max sighed in the system space, and then found the movie he had collected in the past. No matter what happened to Caleb Wen, it would start to live for himself anyway.

Caleb Wen rested for a while and started working again. When he got off work in the evening, he took Dylan Song to dinner as promised.

Although he didn't know why Dylan Song was so persistent, he agreed to his request because of his good performance recently.

In addition, he also wanted to put some distance between himself and Mia Yang. The girl had been inviting him to dinner recently, probably because her family was urging her to do so. Caleb Wen was understanding, so he usually accepted Mia Yang's invitations. Occasionally, he would invite her to have a meal or something, which would please the two people in the Song family, but it would be uncomfortable if the frequency was too frequent.

In order to take Caleb Wen's car to go to dinner, Dylan Song decisively threw his car into the company's underground parking lot.

Caleb Wen doesn't like sweet food and prefers Chinese food and likes spicy food. Dylan Song likes sweet food and even prefers sweet and sour food, so Caleb Wen simply chose a newly opened Chinese restaurant that has a variety of cuisines.

When I returned home for dinner, except for the light dishes that Leo Song and Zheng Rouya liked, and the sweet and sour dishes that Dylan Song liked, no one in the family seemed to know that Caleb Wen liked spicy food.

When ordering, Dylan Song was still a little surprised as to why Caleb Wen ordered such a spicy dish. He thought that Caleb Wen, like them, either liked light food or sweet and sour food. He just watched Caleb Wen Zhong Ai put down his chopsticks when he got the red dish. At that time, Dylan Song felt like he had discovered something.

"Do you like this store?"

"It's my first time here, and I can't say how much I like it."

Caleb Wen raised his head and glanced at Dylan Song, and found that his eyes had been on the dish in front of him. He thought it was because the food did not suit his taste.

"Does the food not taste good to you?"

Dylan Song reacted, forced a smile, and did not answer Caleb Wen's words.

Sure enough, Caleb Wen really thought that the fate of a young master was not to Dylan Song's taste, but it was hard to change places after he was here. However, Dylan Song's temper had really restrained a lot recently, at least he would not lose his temper at himself.

Caleb Wen was busy discussing business with Mo Dai at noon. He didn't eat much to begin with. After another busy day, he didn't want to treat his stomach badly because of Dylan Song in the evening.

Caleb Wen did not understand Dylan Song's thoughts, and Dylan Song noticed Caleb Wen's preferences for the first time.