After leaving Zhongli's mansion, there were precious cars and sports cars parked on both sides.
"Young Master, the driver just now left with an urgent matter. I asked me to pick you up to the villa." The driver was waiting at the door of the mansion. Seeing Shui You coming out, he hurried forward to greet him.
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 drove to the city.
Suddenly, a cold fruit knife was placed on the driver's neck.[
"Driving seriously, don't make sounds or play music." Tingyu lowered his voice and said coldly, and the strength in his hands increased a little.
The driver was startled and almost rushed to the red light, and immediately played the record and played music.
"Han." Shui You looked at her worriedly. Being with him always put her in danger. Should he let go earlier?
"There are two tails behind it, find something to tie him, and the tie is OK." Tingyu quickly turned to the passenger seat, searched the driver's body, and found a pistol and communicator.
After a few seconds, the driver tied up, dragged it to the back seat, and changed to Tingyu to drive.
Tingyu turned on the communicator, and after two sounds, a sound came out: "Go to the underground garage of Jiujie Bar, be smarter, don't be 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 you, nephew, bye." After that, she threw the communicator outside the car.
Shui You opened the car door and kicked the driver who was tied into rice dumplings out. The driver rolled around for a few times, not knowing whether it was death or life.
"Young Master, sit down." Tingyu looked at him, and the green light lit up, and the car rushed out at a rapid speed.
The traffic on the road was too high and it was difficult to get rid of it, so I drove directly back to the villa.
The two cars behind were chasing each other and a fierce racing car began.
I chased for almost an hour and haven't gotten rid of the tail behind me.
"It's better to solve them directly." Tingyu looked at the lenses, and chasing them like this was not a solution.
"I'll deal with them, you can concentrate on driving." When he saw her car speed, his heart beat almost stopped. This was a dark mountain road, and it was easy to get accidents.
As soon as he finished speaking, gunfire came and hit the back of the car, which was so dangerous.
He opened the car door and shot back twice. He thumped twice. One of the cars lost control and hit the mountain wall. His shooting skills were still very accurate.
The other car caught up quickly and kept firing.[
"Shui You, close the car door, give me a pistol, and hold it firmly." Tingyu took his pistol and then braked it urgently.
Ah, unexpectedly, he hit the back of the chair, fortunately he was soft enough.
The car behind suddenly rushed up, and just as it passed the car, Tingyu shot the driver.
With a bang, the driver fell down, the car hit the mountain wall and bounced out again, with a loud bang, the car rolled out of the mountain road, exploded, and the flames soared into the sky and fell off the cliff.
Tingyu blinked: "Greetings to God for me."
"Shuiyou." Tingyu screamed, and through the lens, there was no one else's sight.
When I looked back, I saw him lying motionless.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" She got out of the car immediately, opened the door in the back seat, and pushed him.
His face was pale, his eyes were closed, his whole body was cold, and he seemed to be breathing.
She felt tight and shook him, but still had no reaction.
"Hey, Shuiyou, wake up." She stumbled into his breath, pressing her hand against his heart, no breath, no heartbeat.
"Hey, wake up!" She yelled. Before she could do anything, how could he fall down first?
First aid, first aid, he should have just been in shock and undergoes first aid for cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
She immediately pressed his heart a few times and then gave him anger.
After more than ten minutes of emergency, he was not awake yet. She got angry and shook him hard, and shouted: "Wake up!"
The night style of the mountain road is cool and cools its fingertips.
"Han, Han..." He slowly opened his eyes, her face reflected in it, and he stretched out his hand to grab her wrist.
She was stunned for a moment, letting him grab it, hesitated for a while, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."
"No, I'm fine anymore. Let's go back to the villa, and there are doctors in the villa." He doesn't like staying in the hospital, where there is only the smell of potions, and she doesn't like the smell of potions.
"Okay." She didn't know if she was a messenger or something, but she just didn't want to refuse.
After returning to the villa, he called a doctor and went to bed until midnight.
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The next day, it was a little brighter, and even in the hot summer, it was still a little cool in the morning halfway up the mountain.
He got up very early and looked at the calendar, June 23rd.
He is like usual
After breakfast, we went for a walk in the garden together, and she would catch a grasshopper and tease him.
"Han, what is your full name?" He asked persistently.
"I can't tell you." She still answered this.
"Tell me, I won't tell anyone." He said sincerely like a child who kept secrets seriously.
"You didn't have a chance to tell anyone."
"How did you want to tell me?" he asked in frustration.
"You just want to know that?"
"Of course, I have known you for so long and don't even know your name. I'm really a failure." He even used up all tricks to coax and deceive.
"Stretch out your palm." She stopped and said.
"Hmm?" He was puzzled, but he still stretched out his palm obediently.
She wrote three words on his palm and said, "My name."
He was surprised and silently recited the name in his heart. After silently reciting it thousands of times, he still felt that it was not enough.
Life flowed slowly and slowly. He fell ill three times and was sent to the hospital three times. Each time it was not enough to get back to the villa after a day.
June 28th.
Shui You and Tingyu were playing chess in the room, it was already very late, and the game of chess has not ended yet.
Listening to the rain, she won.
"Han, good night." He smiled.
"Good night." She smiled, and then went back to the next room.
The night is deep.
The lights were not turned on in the room, it was very dark.
A blond man sat lazily on a chair and he waited for a while.
She turned on the light and glanced at the man unhappily: "I hate uninvited people."
"Sorry, if you want to wait for you to invite me, I guess I will never be able to come in this life." Standard English, humorous tone.
"Stop talking nonsense, get out if you have nothing to do." She was a little annoyed.
"There are important things to remind you that your mission is still two days." He looked at his watch and smiled.
"You don't need to remind me, you should take good care of yourself." She said coldly.
"Thank you, you must take good care of yourself, this time you have a hot game." His blue eyes looked at her and said intentionally or unintentionally.
"Really?" She didn't mind: "Don't think you know me very well."
"Indeed, I still need to know more about you. I will see you again in two days. Of course, I hope I don't need to see you here." He curled his lips and finished speaking, disappearing like a fox.
The night was silent and fell into darkness.
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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 Tingyu?" he asked coldly. He couldn't find her after rummaging through the villa. He was panicked.
"I don't know, it's getting late, is the young master going to have dinner?" Aunt He asked routinely with a gentle look on his face.
He ignored him and went upstairs step by step to her room. Her things are still there. Will she come back?
If she wants to leave, she will not take these things away at all. Tomorrow is the last day, and as long as he is still alive, she will come back.
He was a little tired, so he slept in her bed
He didn't know whether he fell asleep or fell into a coma, but he didn't wake up late the next night and fell asleep all day.
It's almost twelve o'clock, and it's July after twelve o'clock.
He was panicked, she wasn't coming back?
Suddenly, the door of the room opened.
Without turning on the light, Shuiyou stood by the window and looked at the person who was coming coldly, the man dancing with Han.
"Are you waiting for her?" In standard English, in a cold tone, he pulled out his pistol and played with it in his hand, as if he could shoot at any time.
"Where is she?" Shui You said coldly.
"I don't know, so now I'm taking over her mission." His pistol aimed at his forehead and said with a wicked smile.
"Did she agree?" 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 the failure of the mission is death."
Everyone living in the organization is a myth. No matter what the reason, as long as the mission fails, the leader will give you a glass of poisoned wine or give you a shot. Therefore, death is used to threaten you to complete the task, either the prey dies, or
Death by yourself.
"Once the myth is broken, it will be punished." His blue eyes darkened, and Liangliang said.
Shui You's face was pale, and the punishment was death. He looked at the wall clock and said, 11:30, and there was still half an hour left.
"So, myths cannot be broken." The blue eyes darkened and rubbed the trigger. This was the voice of the god of death.
"Yes, and I hate others meddling in other people's business." A gust of wind blew, and there was an extra person in the room, pointing her pistol at the blonde man.
"Haha, I thought you weren't coming, it turned out that I was self-indulgent." The blonde man looked at her, but did not put away his pistol and still pointed at Mizuyo.
"Get out!" she said coldly, her gun approaching him a little, as if to hit his golden hair.
"OK, I'll be waiting for you outside the villa." He smiled, put away his pistol, then left the room, and closed the door.
The room fell into silence.
Her eyes were deep and bottomless, without a trace of expression. The pistol pointed at him coldly, and the muzzle pointed at his heart.
He looked at her eyes, as if back to the first time he saw her, her eyes were deep and unilluminated. Who could illuminate her eyes?
With a bang, the blood dyed the white shirt red. I don’t know if the night was too dark and I couldn’t see clearly, but her marksmanship was not accurate, and the bullet missed a little.
He held the windowsill and let the blood flow, smiling happily: "Han, can you hug me?"
She hesitated for a moment, then walked to him step by step. She didn't know if she was too cold or numb, and stood in front of him like a puppet.
He stepped forward and hugged her, no longer had the strength to support him, and his body slowly slid down.
She reached out to hug him and sat on the ground, with no expression on her face.
Shui You grabbed her hand, her hands were even colder than him, born cold. I heard that people with cold hands were cold.
"Han, if there is a next life, will you fall in love with me, okay?" He looked at her and almost begged.
She didn't speak, she was terriblely silent.
"Okay? You can lie to me." He looked into her eyes, hoping to find some emotion. Her eyes were very dark and could not be seen.
She looked at the spreading blood, her pupils seemed to be dyed red, and a tear condensed in the corner of her left eye and slid down silently.
"Han, if there is a next life, will you fall in love with me, okay? You lie to me once." His voice became weaker and weaker, leaving only a silent begging.
After a while, he leaned on her and smelled the breath of her body, and his body gradually became cold.
All the hands on the wall clock point to 12, is it over or start?
The blood dyed the night red.
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In early July, the red lotus blooms.
Dark basement.
A man in his twenties sat lazily on a chair, holding a goblet in one hand and a bottle of red wine on the table.
"The mission is completed?" the man looked at the person he appeared and said.
"It was done on the first day." She sat opposite him, leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, poured a glass of red wine, and tasted it lightly.
"Oh? It's very simple?" The man raised his eyebrows.
"Enter the room in the middle of the night and go directly to bed
"Haha, unlike your style, don't you like to play with prey?" the man smiled.
“A waste of time.”
"Then what have you been doing in a month?" The man looked at her in confusion.
"I went to Country L for more than half a month and it was quite boring." She lazily supported her head and shook the red wine in her goblet.
"Just go to play? Didn't you do something?" The man raised his eyebrows. The result of the betrayal organization was death. Honglian was a rebellious person. He always felt that she was planning something.
"What can I do? What did you do?" A trace of sinister flashed in her eyes and she smiled lazily.
"I can't do anything." The man looked at her seriously, as if he was 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 to twenty years old." He smiled.
"Oh? Why?" She didn't even know if she could live to the age of twenty.
"I want to be your number one lover." He said half-jokingly.