Heart Hunting

The night sky is full of stars, and the evening wind is cooler than that in day.

Through the smoke, the orange light illuminates the whole bathroom. Poppy sits in the bathtub, like a fairy falling into the mortal world. The water with the smell of bath gel tightly wraps her, reflecting her pink cheek. With her eyes closed and her face relaxed, she enters the nightmare that accompanies her for more than ten years again.

The red blood gushed out of the bathtub. And a hand that hung down beside the bathtub had a big wound. The blood gushed out of the wound like a trapped animal.

Poppy, who was still young, saw this scene. She was so scared that she couldn't help quaking. But she quickly ran to her mother, knelt on the ground and shouted, "mom, wake up, mom!"

She shouted so desperately, but only the sound of the water and the echo of her own voice responded to her.

In this way, her mother left Poppy forever. Her pale face was like a dead flower, which no longer has any life after withering.

"No..." Poppy suddenly shouts and opens her eyes. Fear climbs up to her eyes.

She gasps for breath for a long time to come back to her senses. It was just a nightmare!

But this real scene has been with her for more than ten years. Every time her nightmare was so real that she would relive the feeling of helplessness and sadness, making she more and more hated the Greens. Her eyes flickered for a short time, and her inner fatigue made her close her eyes again.

The phone rings outside. She picks up the towel, wraps herself up and walks out barefoot.

Looks at the mobile phone screen, Poppy smiles. She doesn't connect the phone before she goes to the French window.

There are full of neon and vehicles outside. And the light shines on her, making her looks gentle. She has a moment that her mind is floating. But soon, Kenny's voice pulls her back to reality.

"About my mom. Thank you!" For the first time, he says thanks to her.

Poppy smiles and replies, "no need, I was just flattering your mother. Otherwise, she won't give me delicious food in the future."

Her witty reply makes Kenny smile. Mrs. Murphy, who has been listening to them quietly, quickly says, "ask her what she would like to eat?"

Kenny hasn't say anything yet, but Poppy on the other end of the phone heard it with her good listening. She answers, "I want sweet and sour pork ribs, soy sauce chicken and braised pork. They are all household dishes. I'm sure Mrs. Murphy can make those." Mrs. Murphy murmurs, "little fox, you look down on me!" Kenny has been very picky since he was young, Mrs. Murphy has been trained as a chef, which is her pride.

Poppy easies herself a little bit. "Mrs. Murphy, the food you made is delicious."

No one knows how much she likes such homemade dishes, which she hopes but never gets.

Kenny can't help laughing. "It's all meat." At the same time, he also feels bad for her. "How could you be so thin since you like meat so much? Where's your flesh?" Poppy feels speechless. "You know nothing. That's because my digestive function is so well. I'm skinny beauty."

Kenny has stepped out of the range that Mrs. Murphy can hear, and he becomes unbridled. "Well, there is still flesh where it should have. You really are a beauty."

This kind of dirty jokes from his mouth doesn't make Poppy feel sick as for hooligan, but more interested in flirting with him.

"Kenny, you hypocrite, like a monk who eats meat." Poppy thinks of the first time when she saw him in court, he was calm and indifferent, giving people a feeling of asceticism. However, men are all inconsistency.

"Yep, you're right. I'm a meat eating monk. I went down the mountain to eat you little goblin." Kenny doesn't be ashamed of it. Anyway, he has made up his mind to be cheeky in front of her.

Poppy paused, and adjusts herself for three seconds, then takes back her initiative. "I'm not so easy for you to taste."

The neon reflects on her face and her water eyes, which makes her look more like a goblin.

Kenny disagrees. "I know you can always find different excuses and opportunities to tantalize me."

He is referring to the night when they were fighting in bed on the yacht the other day. When he turned over, she had already fallen asleep.

At first, he wanted to compel her, but when he thought of the "raping corpse" she said, he suddenly had no desire.

Poppy feels their chat is enough, so she makes an excuse to hang up.

She throws her cell phone to the side at will, and leans on the sofa. Her eyes seem very lonely. From the beginning till now, the contest with Kenny is just a game. She won't let anyone enter her heart easily. Perhaps, her wounded heart can't accommodate even one more person.

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