Sikong Yan was stunned. He stared closely at Nan Chen's eyes. In those crystal clear eyes, he seemed to see freedom.

"From then on, my creations had a direction, as you can see." Nan Chen nudged his chin towards the oil painting, "This is what I painted when I went to Mobei to sketch."

Sikong Yan nodded slowly and seriously, looking at the painting carefully.

Nan Chen's words were half true and half false, the Ferris wheel and all that was pure nonsense, but the rest was true.

"How's it going? Are you interested?"

"make a deal."

Nan Chen was so happy that the scumbag could be deceived so easily.

"Now put your hands together, close your eyes, and make a sincere wish for the Ferris wheel. There can only be one wish."

Sikong Yan closed his eyes obediently, clasping his fingers on his chest, and his thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids.

His solemn appearance resembled that of a simple big boy.

Nan Chen stared coldly at the tall figure standing in front of the painting. For a moment, he felt that he was particularly lonely.

"Okay." Sikong Yan opened his eyes and said.

"Okay." Nan Chen raised his eyebrows, "Follow your promise."

They walked out, with a meter between them.

Walking out of this mountainous area, I didn’t see Sikong Yan’s I Love Zero luxury car.

"Where's your car?"

"It's not open." Sikong Yan paused, "I can ask the driver to pick it up."

"No need, just call a taxi." Nanchen clicked on the mini program and chose the most luxurious nightclub in Qingcheng.

The snow is still falling, and the city seems to be coated with a layer of silver paint, shining brightly under the light.

Sikong Yan lit a cigarette and smoked it quietly. Suddenly he looked at Nan Chen and asked:

"How long will it take for your wish to come true?"

"Don't be anxious, the outcome will be determined."

Hearing this, Sikong Yan nodded seriously again.

Nan Chen looked at his chiseled profile. If he hadn't known his true nature, he might have been deceived by his handsome appearance and innocent eyes.

If he believed it, Sikong Yan still didn't believe it. But for a moment, he was really deeply moved by Nan Chen. Her words inadvertently touched a soft place in his heart.

A moment later. Smagzer Nightclub.

Sikong Yan rarely comes to this kind of place, he likes to be quiet.

"Then I won't be polite." Nan Chen sat next to him and waved the drink list.

"Um."

"Have you brought enough money? Don't run away after you find out you can't pay the bill halfway through your drink."

"Um."

"What do you mean? Enough or not enough!"

"enough."

Nan Chen laughed wildly in his heart, grandson just waits to be slaughtered!

After ordering the top ten wines on the list, she picked up the cigarette case on the table with satisfaction.

"You smoke?" Sikong Yan's eyes fell on her hand.

"Suck, how about that."

Still in a provocative tone, Nan Chen sneered, "It's none of your business."

Sikong Yan also remained silent, resting his chin on his hands and looking at her quietly.

The flickering light fell into the girl's clear eyes, but she didn't seem to be stained by the world.

"Are you unhappy?" the man asked.

Nan Chen's eyes suddenly darkened, and he said "unhappy!"

"Why?"

"Because of you."

Sikong Yan fell silent again.

After carefully searching the memory in my mind for a while, I said, "We don't know each other."

"Nonsense, of course we don't know each other." Nan Chen wanted to tell Zhou Xuan directly, but he swallowed his words. If asked directly, he would definitely deny it.

At this time, the drinks were all filled, and Nanchen asked the waiter to open them all. He excused himself to go to the bathroom, bought two bottles of amber fruit tea at the bar, and hid them in his bag.

"Here, do it!" She picked up a bottle of whiskey in a serious manner and clinked the bottle with Sikong Yan.

Sikong Yan was a little surprised, it was the first time he saw someone drinking foreign wine like this.

But seeing Nan Chen generously raising the bottle to his mouth, he followed the Romans.

Nan Chen just pretended to drink, and while Sikong Yan was drinking, he quickly replaced the whiskey with fruit tea.

"Don't stop, keep going." She touched his half-remaining wine bottle.

Sikongyan waved his hand, "Let me slow down."

He had just finished drinking red wine, and now he mixed it with foreign wine, and drank it so hard that it was really too much for him.

"After passing Shanhaiguan, you must drink." Nan Chen urged him, "Don't act like a sissy, you can't really be gay, right?"

Sikong Yan's narrow night eyes were covered with a layer of mist. Hearing this, his eyes suddenly condensed.

He was speechless, raised his head and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

Nan Chen didn't care who he was, he only had one purpose, to deceive him.

In just one hour, she managed to buy Sikong Yan three bottles of wine.

He thought to himself, this scumbag is really Hui, she didn't even drink much, he drank it himself.

Sikong Yan remained silent, the light in his eyes became more and more hazy, and his cheeks became more and more rosy.

The thin lips were stained with wine and glowed moistly under the shadow of the lamp.

Suddenly, he looked at Nan Chen and said, "I really don't know you."

...It’s all over, okay?

"Come." Nan Chen tried to fight him again. This time Sikong Yan shook his head, "I can't drink anymore."

His vision began to blur, and he felt like the world was spinning. He might not even be able to stand up if he continued.

"Stuck." Nan Chen stretched out his hand.

Sikong Yan took out the card, slapped it on her palm, suddenly leaned forward, almost bit her ear and spoke out a few numbers in a low and hoarse voice.

The man's hot breath hit her ears, and a numbing feeling spread throughout her body.

Nan Chen pushed him away in disgust and rubbed his ears vigorously. Then he swiped his credit card and experienced the feeling of a rich man. The bill showed a total consumption of 270,000.

A sneer appeared on her lips, and when she turned her head, she found that Sikong Yan was already lying on the table.

He put his hands on his legs and put one cheek against the table, facing her direction.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his eyelashes were blinking slightly.

Looking at his drunken look, Nan Chen felt furious again. Late last night, Zhou Xuan sent her a message, saying that she would leave for a while. When asked where she was going, Zhou Xuan refused to tell her, only saying that she wanted to go.

Go far away and forget about this sad city.

"Sikong Yan!" Nan Chen grabbed his collar, lifted him up, and pulled him towards him.

He opened his eyes hazily, his eyes a little unfocused.

"You're enjoying it quite a lot, but do you know that someone has traveled far away for you?"

Sikong Yan was in a daze, with loud music ringing in his ears. He couldn't hear clearly what Nan Chen said for a while.

Seeing his confused and innocent look, Nan Chen became even more angry and shook him hard.

The look in the man's eyes became clearer and he grabbed her hand.

"Don't shake, I'm listening."

"What nonsense have you heard!" Nan Chen wanted to break free from his hand, but found that the other party held his hand tightly and simply bit the back of his hand.

Sikong Yan felt pain and quickly let go, with a look of horror on his face.

"Why did you bite me?"

"Bite you to death!" Nan Chen licked his lips, feeling a hint of sweetness, and then looked at the back of his hand, two rows of neat tooth marks were bleeding out. She said coldly, "Do you know what it means to be heartbroken?"

Sikong Yan lowered his head and looked at the blood on the back of his hand, but did not wipe it off, saying "I know."
To be continued...