There was another violent banging sound, and Azi, who was leaning against the door in shock, was also startled, shrank back, and stepped back, not daring to listen any more.
Because Azi is afraid that if she discovers her eavesdropping, she will immediately fall into a state of death.
Besides, Azi couldn't understand what she was talking about at all.
She was always angry, a little hysterical, smashed a lot of things, even tore the newly bought clothes -----
It wasn't until the TV broadcast news that some progress had been made about the murder in the hotel some time ago, and a set of fingerprints were found, that she stopped and was quiet for a few seconds.
Then, she found a communication tool and called the male police officer who talked to her on the road. She said she missed him very much and went to have dinner with him.
Expensive until late at night.
Azi didn't know what she had done, but when she saw her coming into the house to bring him food at night, she smelled of alcohol and had a cruel and ferocious look on her face.
"You know?" The woman squatted down and smiled at the tied woman, "I only care about one thing. No one can take this thing away, and no one can try to take it away!"
AhZi didn't understand, so she just lowered her head, held a small bowl with her shackled hands, and drank the porridge silently.
"Do you hate me now?" the woman asked again.
Azi didn't dare to raise her head.
"It doesn't matter, you will hate me even more in the future." The woman smiled lowly, "Because I have already exceeded my limit."
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As soon as Xiaoyu woke up, he received a reply from Jane. The words in the message were gentle, sorry, and concerned.
"I just returned to City D. I feel a little unaccustomed to my body. I thought that Brando would not be back until two days later, so the notice was inevitably late. Now that the registration has been completed, don't worry. I'm afraid he mistook you for me yesterday. My sister mentioned him
I apologize to you for scaring you, Xiaoyu."
"It doesn't matter." Xiaoyu replied, "Then, what special day is today?"
"His birthday." Jane replied with a simple emoticon, "Send him a cake for me and tell him that I miss him very much."
"Well, okay. It will be delivered."
After the conversation, Xiaoyu deleted the message, got up, washed up, and walked into the living room. He found that the person who was busy serving breakfast in the living room had changed to a maid.
She was confused and asked, "Where was the aunt from yesterday?"
"She... was sent to other places," the maid said in a low voice and timidly. "Mr. Brando said that maybe the food she cooked was not to your liking, miss, so he replaced me with it.
.”
Xiaoyu was stunned, not knowing that Brando was so attentive. When he entered the room last night, he saw bottles and bottles of special purified water placed on her table.
Just as he was about to sit down, the door to the living room opened and Brando, who had changed his clothes, walked in.
Different from the heavy clothes last night, he was obviously wearing thin and simple clothes today. His whole body was fresh and fresh, and even the smile on his lips that seemed to be hooked but not hooked was extremely charming.
Xiaoyu seemed to understand why Jane was so fond of Brando.
"Do you like it?" After pulling out the chair and letting her sit down in a gentlemanly manner, he sat down opposite and asked in a friendly voice, "Try it and see if it suits your taste."
With that said, he handed over the chopsticks.
The chopsticks were jade white and spotless. When he held them in his hands, the beauty of them was taken away by the color of his skin and the curvature of his fingers. The charm was hard to retain.
Xiaoyu took it and lowered his head to eat the vegetables. Brando sent away the servant and the other men in black, leaving only the two of them here.
"I..." Xiaoyu started to speak, but was interrupted by him, "Jane has already told me."
"Yeah." She responded and turned her head to eat the food.
Brando also stopped speaking, picked up his chopsticks, and ate gracefully with her.
The breakfast was very quiet. One of the two moved extremely slowly, while the other moved extremely gracefully. The harsh environment and blowing sand outside the window did not disturb the atmosphere here, but made people feel extremely peaceful and peaceful.
"What have you prepared for today?" he asked suddenly.
Xiaoyu raised her head and then remembered what he said last night and Jane's message this morning. She raised her head and said to him, "Happy birthday, Brando, this is what my sister asked me to convey."
"What about you?" He smiled lowly, "Aren't you ready to wish me happiness?"
When Brando spoke to her, it was not like he was meeting her for the first time, nor was he embarrassed. On the contrary, he spoke to her with familiarity, intimacy, and a sense of bewilderment and lack of response that puzzled Xiaoyu.
"I...as my brother-in-law, indeed, I should wish you a happy birthday." She replied in a low voice.
"I'm not your brother-in-law." Brando shook his head slightly, his clean eyes shining with a light she didn't understand, "It's still a long time, isn't it?"
Xiaoyu's understanding of this sentence is that he has listed marrying Jane as a long-term plan.
"Is there an oven?" Xiaoyu remembered Jane's instructions, "Since it's your birthday, I'll make you a cake for my sister."
"Have you learned how to make cakes?" Brando squinted his eyes slightly, bathing in the sunshine, looking at her with an inquiring look, "You have really changed a lot, Black Cat."
You have really changed a lot...Black Cat.
The last two words made her fingers tremble and her whole body froze.
Because no one has ever called her this name so directly and simply.
This is the first time.
"I..." Her throat was dry, and she wanted to say a lot, but suddenly she didn't know what to say. She held it in for a while and highlighted a few words, "I'm sorry, I lost my memory."
"Amnesia, growth, forgetting, all the excuses can't change the fact that you..." He put his right hand on the table, lightly supported his chin with his thumb, and raised his beautiful index finger slightly, pointing to the tip of her nose, "It's always the case.
Black cat.”
The last five words inexplicably made Xiaoyu's heart sink and his face became unhappy.
She didn't want her hard work for so long to be denied by someone in just one sentence - even though what she was doing now was to try her best to regain the power of the black cat.
"At noon, I will show you something." Brando put down his chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth, then stood up and said to her, "Also, the current status of your friend's information."
It's Zhan Lei...
Xiaoyu raised his head suddenly and stood up, "Can you take me to see it now?"
"No." Harmony refused, and Brando shook his head at her, with a slight smile in his eyes, "In comparison, I am more looking forward to the birthday gift from my black cat friend."
Black cat kid... Xiaoyu felt blocked in her heart, and suddenly felt that she didn't like such a title, because she always felt that such a title could easily make her feel how bad she was in the past, and bring unhappiness to herself now.
She bit her lip, said nothing, sat down, and continued to have breakfast.
There was obviously a trace of disgust in his stubborn expression.
It's still the same, it hasn't changed at all... Brando looked at her, thinking softly, still smiling, but not at all angry or impatient.
In the past, she was like this, like a child, she could be angry, happy, angry, or eaten.
She never changes, she is who she is, no matter how many years pass, what kind of name she changes, what kind of people she meets, she can never change her nature------
That person who can be bloodthirsty and as simple as snow, the black cat.
Brando left, and the little fish had no appetite after eating. Finally, he simply stood up, asked the maid about the location of the oven, asked for eggs, butter, cream and other ingredients, and began to make the cake unhappily.
She made it very quickly, and the style was very simple. Of course, it wasn't pretty either. The shape was ugly and weird, and the taste was probably also very strange.
The finished cake was packaged into a box and tied with a red soft ribbon. After carefully tying a bow, she called the servant and told her to go with her to the place where Mr. Brando lived and deliver the gift.
During the journey, she carried it carefully.
The temperature is still cold, the sun is still blazing, the harsh air and scorching heat, the chemical smell that spreads everywhere, and the screams that come from nowhere from time to time can drive people crazy at any time.
Xiaoyu glanced at the calendar on his watch and realized that it had been three days since he left Mont Blanc and arrived here.
Three days...
She didn't know that not seeing each other for three days would make her feel the poetry of autumn as truly and truly as if it were an autumn, without any exaggeration.
She hasn't seen Nangong Tou for three days.
I don’t know how the rescue activities in Italy are going.
I don’t know if he was injured or if everything went well?
I wonder, is he still like in the lost city, resisting the suspicious eyes of relatives and family members, and protecting her wholeheartedly?
I don’t know if he, who is now thousands of miles away, misses himself a little bit...
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Italy.
This is a suburban forest nearly 100 kilometers away from Venice Water City. The sky is blue and extremely clear, with a few white clouds floating in the sky.
A shock-absorbing aircraft landed quietly and stopped less than a few miles away from the woods.
The cabin door opened, and a tall and beautiful man jumped out. He was dressed neatly and beautifully in a black suit, revealing his naturally tall clothes-hanger figure.
Then, the driver's door opened, and a beautiful woman with black hair reaching her waist jumped out. She couldn't tell her age, and her eyes and features were all indifferent, but she walked and moved with charm, especially those on her shoulders.
A heavyweight submachine gun was carried on her back, like a cold and charming god of war.
"Who is going?" The dark-haired beauty brushed her long hair and leaned next to the plane and asked quietly, "Or, who saves more time?"
"I'll go." The man raised his mouth slightly, his brows full of confidence, "Quick victory."
"Okay!" He put away the gun on his waist and made an OK gesture, "I'll take over, godson, remember to save time, I have an appointment with someone to have hot pot tonight."