He laughed lowly, and his laughter was a little weird. Halfway through his laughter, he suddenly made a gurgling sound in his throat that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time. Then he raised his hand to cover his mouth, and raised his head and shrugged his shoulders, as if he was retching.
"What's wrong with him?" The girl carrying a long knife asked Song Qingtian with her eyes.
Qingtian didn't say anything, he just lowered his eyes and pointed at everyone's feet.
Goutou saw that the young man was hanging his face, covering his face, and his shoulders were hunched in pain... He was crying, holding back his tears, which was too suppressed, so his shoulders were shaking so hard, making people feel like he was crying.
It seems that I have lost my center and the weight of my life.
'That, is, his lover.' Qingtian slowly wrote on the back of the girl's hand, every stroke, slowly and heavily, 'Everyone who comes here is prepared to lose.'
The girl paused, then held her hand and slowly said, "You too?"
'No.' Qingtian wrote very slowly, 'I want to get.'
'What do you get?'
'friend.'
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Yan Xiaoyu took a shower, tidied up, put on clean clothes, and then went to the living room dining table to have dinner.
The dinner was very sumptuous. It was obvious that the maid had put a lot of thought into the preparation. The table was full. However, the fish was not suitable for eating. The taste was heavy and sour. I barely ate a few mouthfuls and had to drink a lot.
Water can calm the unaccustomed churning of the stomach.
After finishing the meal, she was already very tired. After telling the maid not to disturb her, she returned to the room early, put away the communication card, and got into bed to prepare for a deep sleep.
She slept so deeply and unconsciously that she didn't even know someone had broken into her room in the early hours of the night.
In the middle of the night, Xiaoyu began to dream. He dreamed of many strange scenes, and also dreamed of two young girls playing together. They sat on the ground holding hands, and one gave up everything he owned and liked to the other.
, the other looked at her and smiled, accepted it calmly, touched her head and praised her for being so good.
She knew that what she was dreaming about was the scene where Jane and she were getting along when they were young, but she didn’t know which one was her and which one was Jane, because she was a bystander looking at this dream now, and the two dolls in the dream looked alike.
The clothes are all obviously the same.
"Well..." In the dream, she felt a little depressed in her chest, and she groaned in displeasure. She turned her head and tried to turn her body.
But when he turned around, the tip of his nose hit something hard.
It hurt a lot, and there was no warmth. She took a deep breath of air-conditioning when hit, escaped from the dream, opened her eyes, looked forward and left -----
When she saw the scene in front of her clearly, her pupils suddenly widened, her mind went blank, and she almost screamed.
But fortunately, her consciousness and thoughts returned to her mind in time, allowing her to judge in the next second that this man was lying on her bed, hugging her across the quilt, sleeping with his eyes closed, and his face was unusually clean and good-looking.
, is Jane's lover-Brando.
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Qingtian and the remaining few people were taken away by a few men in black and placed in a relatively shabby room.
It is very simple, with no furniture or beds, only two separate rooms, marked respectively for men and women.
This is the lowest-grade worker housing treatment.
Both houses were only repaired with long cement boards, with a few green quilts and straw mats thrown on the boards. There was nothing else. The only building around them was a temporary public building not far from each other.
Simple toilet.
There were always two men with guns guarding the door, and they were told not to leave the room unless there were special circumstances, otherwise they would be responsible for any casualties.
After closing the door, several people walked together to the door. The men and women were divided into one room each, Qing Tian shared a room with the girl, and the other four teenagers shared a room.
And when L and the three teenagers were about to leave, the young man in the lead suddenly looked at L and said in surprise, "You...come in with us too? Are you a man?"
l actually rarely loses his temper, but the fact that he is not a man because of his appearance is indeed his Achilles heel.
But he ignored him and walked forward.
"MD, is there such a good-looking man?" Another boy also answered, teasingly, "Tsk, to be honest, you are much prettier than those two women over there... I'm not warning you, you
Be careful if you sleep with us tonight, otherwise one of us will accidentally mistake you for a woman..."
The two young men who spoke immediately looked at each other and smiled, their faces looking a little evil and evil.
Qing Tian came forward and was about to speak.
I felt a sudden flash of wind in front of me -----
For a moment, he didn't have time to pay attention to what move he was using. His fingers flashed rapidly, and the young man quietly rolled his eyes and fell down.
Everyone on the other side was shocked.
Especially the young man who was speaking opposite, fear immediately appeared on his face. He crouched down and hurriedly went to detect the breath of the unconscious one...
"I'm not dead." L said coldly, "It's just that next time, it won't be as simple as sleeping. There is no rule against black terror, and you can't kill each other."
The faces of the three people opposite were all a little pale. The squatting one hurriedly supported the other one who had fainted on the ground. Together with the one who remained silent, they got into the room and closed the door tightly, not daring to say any more words.
"As you said," the girl with the long knife on her back turned to Sunny and said something about L, "This brother of yours is really not an embroidered pillow."
Song Qingtian chuckled.
l was impatient and asked, "Should I be happy for this compliment?" He shrugged and said in a low voice, "It seems that I can only condescend to a room with you tonight."
The girl carrying the long knife did not object or pay attention to him. She opened the door and walked in first ------
"Brother L," Qingtian raised his head and said to him, "You are awesome. You are worthy of being the first heir of the Qingluo family. I knew you were the best."
As soon as he finished speaking, L's expression changed drastically.
He immediately raised his hand, pointed at the main artery in her neck, and said cautiously, "Song Qingtian, I never told you that I was from the Qingluo family! How did you know, say! Who are you? Follow me! What is your purpose?
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(Thank you ruby131466 for the silent red envelope, eh! ^_^)