After leaving Zhongli's mansion, there were many luxury cars and sports cars parked on both sides.
"Master, the driver just left in an emergency and asked me to take you back to the villa." The driver was waiting at the door of the mansion. When he saw Shui You coming out, he quickly stepped forward to greet you.
The two of them didn't say anything, got into the car, sat in the back seat, and the driver drove away.
The car drove out of the remote boulevard and soon reached the city.
Suddenly, a fruit knife with a cold light was placed on the driver's neck.[
"Drive carefully, don't make any noise or play music." Tingyu lowered his voice and said coldly, and the intensity of his hands became a little stronger.
The driver was so startled that he almost ran the red light and immediately put on a record to play music.
"Han." Shui You looked at her worriedly. Being with him always put her in danger. Should he let go earlier?
"Two tails are following behind. Find something to tie him up, a tie will do." Tingyu flipped over to the passenger seat, searched the driver's body, and found a pistol and a communicator.
After a few clicks, I tied up the driver, dragged him to the back seat, and started driving in the rain.
Tingyu turned on the communicator. After two beeps, a voice came out: "Go to the underground garage of the Ninth Street Bar. Be smart and don't get discovered!"
"Haha, nephew, your fifth uncle doesn't like this way of meeting." Tingyu smiled lazily.
"You?" A surprised voice.
"I don't have time to chat with my nephew anymore, bye." After saying that, she threw the communicator out of the car.
Shui You opened the car door and kicked out the driver who was tied into a rice dumpling. The driver rolled several times, not sure whether he was dead or alive.
"Young Master, sit still." Tingyu looked at him, and as soon as the green light turned on, the car sped off at high speed.
The traffic on the road was too heavy and it was difficult to get out of it, so I drove directly to the road back to the villa.
The two cars behind were chasing after each other, and a fierce racing began.
After chasing for almost an hour, I still couldn't get rid of the tail behind me.
"It's better to deal with them directly." Tingyu looked at the mirror, and chasing them like this was not an option.
"I'll take care of them, and you concentrate on driving." Seeing her driving at such a speed, he was so frightened that his heartbeat almost stopped. This is a dark mountain road, and accidents are easy to happen.
As soon as he finished speaking, gunshots were heard, hitting the back of the car. It was dangerous.
He opened the car door and fired two shots back. With two bangs, one of the cars lost control and hit the mountain wall. His shooting skills were still very accurate.
Other cars caught up with him at high speed and kept firing.[
"Shui You, close the car door, give me the pistol and hold it steady." Tingyu took his pistol and braked in an emergency.
Ah, he was caught off guard, and his whole body hit the back of the chair. Fortunately, the back of the chair was soft enough.
The car behind suddenly sped up, and when it passed the car, Tingyu shot the driver.
There was a bang, and the driver fell down. The car hit the mountain wall and was bounced out. With a loud bang, the car rolled out of the mountain road, exploded, flames shot into the sky, and fell down the cliff.
Tingyu blinked: "Send greetings to God for me."
"Shui You." Ting Yu called out, and through the glasses, he could not be seen.
Looking back, I saw him lying there motionless.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" She immediately got out of the car, opened the back seat door, and pushed him.
His face was pale, his eyes were closed, his whole body was cold, and he didn't seem to be breathing.
Her heart tightened and she shook him, but there was still no response.
"Hey, Shui You, wake up." She checked his breathing and pressed her hand on his heart. There was no breathing or heartbeat.
"Hey, wake up!" she yelled. How could he fall down first before she even made a move?
First aid, first aid, he should just be in shock, give him cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
She immediately pressed a few times on his heart, and then gave him some breathing.
After more than ten minutes of first aid, he still didn't wake up. She got angry, shook him hard, and shouted: "Wake up!"
The night breeze on the mountain road was cool outside, cooling my fingertips.
"Cold, cold..." He slowly opened his eyes, her face reflected in them, and stretched out his hand to grab her wrist.
She was stunned for a moment, let him hold her, hesitated for a while, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."
"No, I'm fine now. Let's go back to the villa. There is a doctor in the villa too." He didn't like staying in the hospital. There was only the smell of medicine there, and she didn't like the smell of medicine either.
"Okay." She didn't know what the cause was, but she just didn't want to refuse.
After returning to the villa, he called the doctor and worked until midnight before he went to sleep.
………[
The next day, the sky was slightly brighter. Even in the hot summer, the morning on the mountainside was still a bit cool.
He got up very early and looked at the calendar, June 23rd.
He is as usual
After breakfast, we go for a walk in the garden together, and she will catch a grasshopper to tease him.
"Han, what's your full name?" he asked persistently.
"I can't tell you." She still answered.
"Tell me, I won't tell anyone else." He said sincerely like a child who seriously keeps secrets.
"You don't even have the chance to tell others."
"Why are you willing to tell me?" he asked in frustration.
"You really want to know that much?"
"Of course, I've known you for so long and I don't even know your name. I'm really a failure." He tried every trick he could to coax and deceive.
"Stretch out your hand." She stopped and said.
"Huh?" He was confused, but he still extended his hand obediently.
She wrote three words on his palm and said: "My name."
He was pleasantly surprised and recited the name silently in his heart. He recited it a thousand times but still felt it was not enough.
The days flowed slowly and leisurely. He fell ill three times and was sent to the hospital three times. Each time, he returned to the villa in less than a day.
June 28th.
Shui You and Ting Yu were playing chess in the room. It was already very late and the game was not over yet.
Ting Yu quickly decided, she won.
"Good night, Han." He smiled.
"Good night." She also smiled and went back to the next room.
Night, deep.
There were no lights on in the room, so it was very dark.
A blond man sat lazily on a chair and waited for a while.
She turned on the light and gave the man an unhappy look: "I hate people who come uninvited."
"Sorry, if I had to wait for you to invite me, I probably wouldn't be able to come in this lifetime." Standard English, humorous tone.
"Stop talking nonsense and get out if nothing happens." She was a little irritated.
"I have something very important to remind you. Your mission deadline is two days away." He looked at his watch and smiled.
"You don't need to remind me, you should take care of yourself." She said coldly.
"Thank you, you have to take good care of yourself too. This time you got angry." He looked at her with his blue eyes and said intentionally or unintentionally.
"Really?" She didn't care much: "Don't think you know me very well."
"Indeed, I still need to get to know you better. I'll come see you in two days. Of course, I hope I don't have to come here to see you." He curled his lips, finished speaking, and disappeared like a fox.
The night was silent and plunged into darkness.
…………
The next morning, he was unconscious for a long time and was sent to the hospital. In the evening, he was sent back to the villa.
"Aunt He, where is Ting Yu?" he asked coldly. He searched the villa but couldn't find her, so he panicked.
"I don't know, it's getting late. Master, do you want to have dinner?" Aunt He asked in a regular manner with a gentle look on her face.
He ignored him and went upstairs step by step to her room. Her things were still there. Will she come back?
If she wanted to leave, she would not take these things with her at all. Tomorrow is the last day. As long as he is still alive, she will come back.
He was a little tired, so he slept on her bed
He didn't know whether he fell asleep or was in a coma. He didn't wake up until late the next night and slept all day.
It's almost twelve o'clock, and after twelve o'clock it will be July.
He was panicked, she wasn't coming back?
Suddenly, the door to the room opened.
Without turning on the light, Shui You stood by the window and looked coldly at the visitor, the man dancing with Han.
"Are you waiting for her?" In standard English, with a cold tone, he pulled out the pistol and played with it in his hand, as if he would shoot at any time.
"Where is she?" Shui You asked coldly.
"I don't know, so now I'm taking over her mission." He aimed the pistol at his forehead and said with an evil smile.
"She agreed?" Shui You's heart tightened, his life was hers.
"I don't know. If you don't die before twelve o'clock, she will be punished. Do you know the rules of 'Myth'?"
"What's the meaning?"
"The myth is that there is no failure, because the result of mission failure is death."
Everyone alive in the organization is a myth. No matter what the reason is, as long as the mission fails, the leader will give you a glass of poisonous wine or reward you with a shot. Therefore, death is used to threaten you to complete the mission. Either the prey will die, or the leader will give you a shot.
Die by yourself.
"Once the myth is broken, you will be punished." His blue eyes darkened and he said coolly.
Shui You's face turned pale. The punishment was death. He looked at the wall clock. It was 11:30, half an hour left.
"So, the myth cannot be broken." His blue eyes dimmed and he stroked the trigger. This was the voice of the God of Death.
"Yes, and I hate it when other people are nosy." A gust of wind blew by, and there was another person in the room. She pointed her pistol at the blond man.
"Haha, I thought you didn't come, but it turns out I was too sentimental." The blond man looked at her, but did not pick up the pistol and still pointed it at Shui You.
"Get out!" She said coldly, the muzzle of the gun getting closer to him, as if she wanted to hit him in his golden hair.
"OK, I'll wait for you outside the villa." He smiled, put away the pistol, then left the room and closed the door.
The room fell into silence.
Her eyes were deep and bottomless, without any expression. The pistol was pointed at him indifferently, the muzzle of the gun aimed at his heart.
He looked into her eyes, as if he had gone back to the first time he saw her. Her eyes were deep and could not be illuminated. Who could illuminate her eyes?
There was a bang, and blood stained the white shirt red. It was either because the night was too dark to see clearly, or because her shooting skills were not very accurate, and the bullet missed a little.
He held on to the window sill, letting the blood flow, and smiled happily: "Han, give me a hug, okay?"
She hesitated for a moment, then walked up to him step by step. She didn't know whether she was too indifferent or numb, standing in front of him like a puppet.
He took a step forward and hugged her. He had no strength left to support her and his body slowly slid down.
She stretched out her arms to hug him and sat on the ground, her face still expressionless.
Shui You grabbed her hand. Her hand was even colder than his. It was naturally cold. I heard that people with cold hands are colder.
"Han, if you fall in love with me in the next life, okay?" He looked at her and said almost pleadingly.
She didn't speak, the silence was terrifying.
"Okay? You can lie to me." He looked into her eyes, hoping to find some emotion. Her eyes were very dark and impossible to pry into.
She looked at the spreading blood, her pupils seemed to be dyed red, and a tear gathered in the corner of her left eye, sliding down silently.
"Han, if you fall in love with me in the next life, okay? Just lie to me once." His voice became weaker and weaker, leaving only a silent plea.
After an unknown amount of time, he lay on her body, smelling her breath, and his body gradually became cold.
All the hands on the wall clock point to 12. Is it the end or the beginning?
Blood dyed the night red.
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In early July, the red lotus flowers begin to bloom.
Dark basement.
A man of about twenty years old was sitting lazily on a chair, holding a goblet in one hand and a bottle of red wine on the table.
"Mission accomplished?" the man looked at the person he was watching and said.
"It's done on the first day." She sat across from him, leaned back comfortably on the chair, poured a glass of red wine, and tasted it.
"Oh? Very simple?" The man raised his eyebrows.
"Enter the room in the middle of the night and go straight to bed
"Haha, it's not like your style. Don't you like to play with prey?" the man said with a smile.
"A waste of time."
"Then what have you been doing for a month?" The man looked at her puzzled.
"I went to country L for more than half a month and it was quite boring." She lazily held her head and shook the red wine in the goblet.
"You just went to have fun? Didn't you do something?" The man raised his eyebrows. The result of betraying the organization is death. Honglian is a rebellious person, and he always feels that she is planning something.
"What can I do? What have you done?" A hint of evil flashed in her eyes, and she smiled lazily.
"I can't do anything." The man looked at her seriously, as if appreciating and waiting.
"What's wrong?" She looked at him.
"I'm waiting for you to grow up." He said.
"Am I still very young?" She raised her eyebrows.
"No, I'm waiting for you to grow up to twenty." He smiled.
"Oh? Why?" She didn't even know if she could live to be twenty.
"I want to be your number one lover." He said half-jokingly.