Chapter 60 Seagulls no longer love the sea and can fly farther 62
Chapter 60 Seagulls are no longer attached to the sea and can fly farther (62)
On a summer night, the moon is dim, the stars are sparse, and a transparent gray cloud lightly blocks the moonlight.
The Chu family villa was brightly lit, and in what was supposed to be a quiet night, there were sounds of footsteps and conversations everywhere, and the anxious look of the servants foreshadowed a heavy atmosphere.
The sound of the car's engine came from the yard. At that moment, the housekeeper seemed to have seen a savior. He quickly walked to the door, and the tall figure gradually walked in. His eyes were as sharp as blades, full of sinister murderous intent, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
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The butler had no time to wipe off the cold sweat on his head, "Young Master Xing, the young master, she still doesn't want to come out."
When the ambulance arrived in front of the Chu family villa, the housekeeper noticed something was wrong and ran out to check, only to see Xia Jinghuai coming in with Chu Yu in his arms.
Moreover, Xia Jinghuai and Chu Yu were covered in blood!
The housekeeper just wanted to go over to check the situation, but Chu Yu stopped her, saying that she was fine, just a little tired.
Seeing this, the housekeeper had no choice but to give up, but he still felt strange. He couldn't help knocking on the door, but no one answered and the door was locked. In desperation, he had to call Xing Zhuo.
The low pressure emanating from Xing Zhuo enveloped his whole body, making his handsome and flawless face look as cold as ice.
His originally extremely sensitive nerves were almost driven crazy. He didn't know why this was happening. Why was Chu Yu unwilling to pay attention to him? Was it because he had done something wrong?
There was only the sound of muffled breathing in the silent corridor, and otherwise there was only silence.
No wonder no matter how much Xing Zhuo shouted, there was no response. It turned out that he had already passed out.
His eyes were blood red, and his face was extremely depressed and distorted. He was not as cute as usual.
Xing Zhuo walked in calmly, and before he took two steps, Xia Jinghuai seemed to notice it. He quickly raised his head, and his gentle appearance faded away. He was like a wild beast, an evil ghost that chooses to devour anyone who steps into him.
The humans in the territory were torn in half.
Xing Zhuo's tone was terrifyingly calm.
The lights in the room were not turned on, so Xing Zhuo turned them on and finally saw the scene inside clearly.
"roll--"
Soon they arrived at Xia Jinghuai's bedroom. Xing Zhuo took a deep breath, seeming to calm down, and knocked on the door with a gentle voice, "Young Master, it's me, Xing Zhuo, can you open the door?"
Those dark and sharp eyes seemed to be able to pierce through the closed door and penetrate inside.
Everyone could silently feel the man's faintly angry aura, as if he wanted to tear everything apart, which was frightening.
If Xia Jinghuai was awake, he would know that Xing Zhuo's words were obviously nonsense, Chu Yu was just unconscious and there was no danger to his life.
The top of the head emits soft light, but it does not bring any warmth.
Xia Jinghuai tightened his arms, which was a sign of irritability, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chest was heaving, as if he was trying his best to suppress his emotions.
——
After waiting for a few seconds, there was no movement or response in the bedroom.
Fear, terror, uneasiness, anxiety, and all the negative panic emotions came over him, stimulating his nerves and putting him on the verge of losing control and going crazy. Xing Zhuo's words were like sharp thorns.
in his chest.
It seemed like he was roaring, like he wanted to tear them apart, but he couldn't bear to let go of the people in his hands, so he could only wait for the opportunity to act impatiently and eagerly.
There is absolutely no reason, no emotion, only violence, irrationality, and murderous animal nature.
Xing Zhuo didn't move, but the housekeeper behind him was so horrified by his appearance that he took half a step back.
He looked so calm, as if he was always unfazed, and nothing could break his calm mask.
The housekeeper told him everything he saw and his concerns. Xing Zhuo didn't say anything, but his face became even more ugly.
As he walked upstairs quickly, the words coming out of his thin lips were as cold as ice, "What on earth happened?"
Not only that, there was a strong smell of blood inside the room, like a slaughterhouse, but Xia Jinghuai looked as if he was looking at his beloved.
And Xia Jinghuai looked very abnormal.
His head was buried in Xia Jinghuai's arms, revealing half of his snow-white profile. The line from his neck to his chin was extremely graceful and smooth.
But Xia Jinghuai had no sense at all. From the moment he hugged Chu Yu, he said a few words, and then Chu Yu closed his eyes. He just said whatever he said, but Chu Yu ignored him.
Chu Yu only wore a white shirt, which was wrinkled. She tilted her head and closed her eyes. She had long been unconscious.
Xia Jinghuai let out a painful choking sound from his throat, gritted his teeth, and felt the suffocating pain in his chest. His face was as pale as paper, and hot tears flowed from his eyes.
Holding the person tightly in his arms, he lowered his head and spoke into the unconscious Chu Yu's ear. His voice was very soft, as if he was talking about a secret. No one could hear clearly what he was saying.
His pale skin has no trace of blood, and his delicate and soft eyebrows are creepy and extremely gentle, sickly and weird, as if he has exhausted all his tenderness.
"Open the door quickly!"
Click, the door was opened.
Xing Zhuo waited patiently for a few more seconds, but still didn't get a response. His tone couldn't help but darken: "Chu Yu, did you hear that?"
"roll--"
The housekeeper glanced at the closed door, then carefully looked at Xing Zhuo's increasingly handsome and cold face in the shadows, and his increasingly gloomy voice: "Bring over the spare key."
I don't even want to see him, let alone talk to him.
This roar was louder than before, and his eyes were as fierce as a ghost.
"Do you want Chu Yu to die?"
Like a ferocious beast whose scales have been touched, it hides in the vegetation, bloodthirsty yet restrained.
Because of his restraint, veins appeared on the arms hanging by his sides.
But only those who know him well can see the man's cold and terrifying rage hidden beneath his calmness.
After seeing the scene inside, Xing Zhuo's pupils shrank, and the housekeeper was also stunned when he saw the scene inside.
Weird and fragmented.
Xing Zhuo's eyes were cold and indifferent, and his voice was as calm as water, "Xia Jinghuai, do you know what you are doing now?"
With a thin body and black hair, he looks like a white bird caught in someone's hand.
He lowered his head and called softly, with a hint of coaxing.
"Brother, wake up, stop snoozing..."
"Brother...brother, look at me, I'm scared..."
Chu Yu, who had been talking about protecting him, closed his eyes tightly. His long eyelashes cast a shadow under the cold white eyelids. His thick eyelashes were like butterfly wings resting on the branches and leaves, and his pale pink lips were delicate.