In the golden autumn of October, the silver pine in the community fell to the ground with dead branches, and the autumn mood was bleak, only the sparse red leaf heather added a bit of vivid red.

The two old ladies walked one after the other, carrying shopping bags, towards the residential building.

There was talk and laughter all the way, and when she turned into the path of the green belt, the old lady with small curly hair in front suddenly remembered something: "Let's go back." ”

The companion wondered, "What's wrong?"

The curly-haired old lady took her back and around and talked about the gossip in the community: "I heard that there is a strange man living in the seventeenth building. ”

"What's weird?"

The old lady's voice was not small: "A little girl, who wraps herself tightly all day long, shows a pair of eyes, last time Lao Wang said, I saw that the girl's eyes were actually red, and they were shining, which scared people to death." ”

"No, then who would dare to live in this building?"

The old lady glanced back, felt the wind gusting in her back, and quickly gathered the coat on her body: "There is really no one to live in, there is no one else in this building except for the little girl." ”

"And this strange thing? Could it be that the girl rented an entire building by herself? ”

"Who knows. ”

“……”

The sound fades away, the sun is about to set, the cobblestone path is long, and at the end of the road, seventeen seventeen-story buildings are towering into the clouds, and the sunset is shrouded in it, and a large piece of autumn golden light is sprinkled down.

The takeaway brother carried the bag, his steps were hurried, and he looked up a few times to confirm the number icon on the building, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed: "Hey." ”

"Hello. ”

The young girl's voice was clear, with a bit of lazy carelessness, and the timbre was slightly cold.

What a good voice, the takeaway guy thought to himself.

"Takeaway. The little brother had a good attitude and said politely, "I'm under Building Seventeen, which floor do you live on?"

"Wait a minute, I'll go down and get it. ”

There was a rustling sound on the other side of the phone, followed by the sound of the door closing.

The takeaway brother was about to say that he could deliver it, when the door at the entrance of the seventeenth staircase was suddenly pushed open, and the little brother looked up and saw a hand.

The fingers are long and thin, white as porcelain, and the nails are neatly trimmed.

Upward, there is a face, the skin is excessively white, as if it has not seen the sun all year round, it is clear with three points of sickness, the bridge of the nose is high but delicate, the lips are covered, slightly pursed, cold and alienated when not smiling.

At first glance, I just think it's too pretty.

At the second glance, you can crash into the eyes of the Danfeng, the tail of the eye is slender, slightly raised, and the pupils are splashed with the thickest ink, three points are deep, three points are thin and cool, and the rest is the vicissitudes of cold, like the summer stars in the desert, so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off, but they dare not look at it again.

is so young, how did he come to be desolate, and how his eyes were full of decadence and emptiness that had been precipitated after a long time.

The little brother was stunned and stared at the face.

Smack.

The door was pushed open for the most part, and the girl stepped out with one foot, slender and slender, revealing a white ankle under the cropped black pencil pants, she was wearing a black and white knee-length shirt, inside was a gray sweatshirt, the hat was buttoned at random on her head, her collarbones were looming, two short strands of hair came out of the hat of the sweatshirt, slightly messy, and there was no warm color on her body, except for the girl who wore a pair of pink rabbit head plush slippers.

"Yun Ji Noodle Restaurant?" she said, her voice as clear and cool as on the phone.

The takeaway brother came back to his senses and hurriedly handed over the bag: "Your takeaway." ”

"Thank you. ”

She took it, retracted her legs, and turned to close the door.

Your hands are so cold.

The little brother realized that the place where the girl's fingertips were slightly rubbed was still a little bit of residual coolness, he touched his head, left, walked for a while and couldn't help but look back, the sky was dark, the originally dark window was lit up, the light of the sensor lamp broke out of the window, and the first to the seventh floor was lit up almost at the same time.

As soon as the wind blew, the takeaway brother got goosebumps and quickly turned around and left.

Boom!

The door was slammed shut, two pink bunny slippers were kicked in the hallway, and she pulled down the hat of her sweatshirt and walked inside with a takeout box.

Her name is Zhou Xufang and she lives alone.

She lived alone in the seventeen buildings, not rented, and the entire building was hers.

She lives on the seventh floor, two households are opened, more than 200 square meters of space, at a glance it looks empty and deserted, the left side of the entrance is the cloakroom, very simple, a few steel pipes welded into a hanger, glass windows, shelves hung with various styles, clothes for any occasion, the bottom is a transparent cabinet, loaded with accessories. On the right side of the entrance is the bathroom, which is also partitioned by glass, which can be seen in one direction, and only a corner of the oversized bathtub can be seen through the crack in the door.

Further inside, up three stairs, on the right is the bed, all black sheets, without a bit of fresh air, and a few clothes are scattered on the floor at the end of the bed. On the left side are four computers, on one side is a black lacquered wood dresser, in the middle is a lazy sofa, a glass coffee table, a projector is placed in the corner of the table, and next to it, there is a delicate glass box containing colorful marshmallows.

The white wall, the black floor, and the 200-square-meter area are all opened, and at a glance, except for the pair of pink rabbit slippers in the entrance, there is no warm color, and there is no popularity and fireworks.

She put down the takeaway, stood barefoot on the black plush carpet, picked a pink marshmallow from the glass box and put it in her mouth, and just bit open the outer packaging bag of disposable chopsticks, the computer on the table suddenly turned on itself.

On the screen, a bunch of skulls appeared, and then a bright yellow SpongeBob SquarePants appeared, spreading the entire screen.

Codename frost fall, real name ominous, age ominous, identity background and home address are all ominous, she is Zhou Xufang's partner, Zhou Xufang has not heard her voice, nor has he seen her appearance, only knows that she doesn't talk much.

"Up?"

Three words pop up at the bottom of the screen, which are red and bold Song font.

Zhou Xufang opened the bag of takeaway: "Hmm." ”

"Took on a new job. ”

"I'm on vacation. ”

Zhou Xufang didn't look up, her hair just went past her ears, her bangs covered her eyes a little, she ate noodles quietly, she looked extremely good, and ate slowly and carefully.

"It's easy to do. After a while, the words on the screen scrolled out again, "It's a female customer, let's kidnap someone, saying that it's her sweetheart, and she wants to play beauty to save the hero." "Frostfall added," the mercenary gold, five hundred thousand. ”

Zhou Xufang's chopsticks paused, his long eyelashes hung down, and his head lowered looked a lot softer.

After a while, SpongeBob SquarePants jumped twice on the screen, and Frostfall asked, "Pick it up?"

She took a bite of noodles: "Pick it up." ”

Don't hurt the heavens and reason, don't kill people and set fires, and take everything else, as long as you can make money.

The next day happened to be fifteenth, the moon was very round, the stars in the sky around the full moon, the whole city crossed a layer of faint and soft light, the lights were on, noisy and lively.

In the elegantly decorated clubhouse, the walls of ancient paintings are carved with hollow flowers, and there are various flowers on the Corinthian Roman columns along the road, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers lingering in the corridor.

It was a flower for the occasion, but it was not at the right time.

The lobby manager of the clubhouse hurriedly trotted all the way and instructed the waiters one by one: "Hurry up, put away all the roses." ”

When the foreman heard this, he was puzzled: "Manager, why do you suddenly want to collect all the flowers?"

The manager was so anxious that he frowned, pulled his tie, and wiped the sweat on his neck with the square towel in his pocket: "There is a little ancestor who wants to come over, and people can't smell roses." ”

Ancestors?

In the high-end club, there are nobles who come and go, and the foreman doesn't know who it is, so he asks the manager: "Who?"

The manager squatted down and picked up the rose petals that had fallen on the ground: "The ancestor of the Jiang family." ”

Now, the foreman knew.

There is only one person who dares to call the ancestor of the Jiang family in the imperial capital, and everyone knows the old man of the Jiang family, talking about that beauty......

The manager urged: "Hurry up, the people are almost here, the hands and feet are neat, and none of them will be left behind." ”

After more than ten minutes, the manager answered the phone and hurriedly took a few deputy managers to the elevator to greet people.

Ding——

The elevator door opened, and he didn't see anyone, and he heard his coughing first, one after another, slightly depressed.

When the elevator door was fully opened, the slender figure was lit up by the glass lamp in the corridor, and the man was backlit against the side wall of the elevator on the left, with a long black trench coat over his knees, and a pair of high-end leather shoes under his feet, a white shirt and slacks, no tie, a loose button on the neckline, and a slender neck, because of coughing, the Adam's apple was slightly crimson, rolling gently.

He lowered his head, still coughing, his slender hand pressed against his collarbone, and even his nails were flushed with a light red because of the cough.

The manager greeted him sideways and shouted respectfully: "Jiang Shao." ”

There are so many young masters in the Jiang family's side branches, only this one is called Jiang Shao, and the rest naturally have to be named, which shows the difference between respect and inferiority.

The man in the elevator raised his head at this time, his hair was trimmed casually, the contours were smooth, his bones were extremely beautiful, his skin was fair, he had just finished coughing, his lips were slightly pursed and red, and his cheeks were also dyed with a thin layer of crimson, three points sickly, three points delicate, three points charming, and a point of careless laziness.

partial, he also gave birth to a pair of standard peach blossom eyes, slightly pink halo around, the eye shape is like a peach blossom, the water vapor is thick, the tail of the eye is slightly upturned, and the black and white in the pupils are not distinct, giving people a hazy feeling of being drunk but not drunk. Such a look, with a smile and a smile, is exquisite everywhere, and it is so beautiful that it is terrifying.

This is the eldest son of the Jiang family, Jiang Weaving, the first beauty in the imperial capital, three steps and one breath, five steps and one cough, is really a delicate and expensive sick beauty, such a coquettish person, but it is so beautiful that there is no trace of girlishness, those peach blossom eyes, one lift and one convergence, lazy and indifferent are full of rebelliousness, not aggressive, it is the alienation and nobility raised by the nobles of the family.

The manager is a man, forty years old, and it is not the first time he has seen this beauty, so he was stunned, and it took a long time to find his voice: "I, I will lead you over." ”

The manager stammered nervously, and he was both respectful and afraid of this eldest young master, everyone knew that this ancestor was not very good-tempered, and if he was displeased, he would have to be unlucky.

Jiang Zhi hummed lightly, lifted his eyelids, and looked lazy, as if he hadn't woken up, he opened his legs, very slender, but he walked very slowly.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

He hunched his back slightly, covered his mouth and nose and coughed lightly, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and the hair on his forehead was slightly messy, adding a bit of sickness.

Ahead, the manager who led the way slowed down and slowed, a short distance, walking very slowly, and he was inexplicably rolling in a cold sweat.

Pushing open the door of the box, the first thing that caught his eye was a face with Jian Mei Xingmu, and the manager shouted in a proper manner: "Xue Shao." ”

Xue Baoyi, the second child of the Xue family.

His mother gave birth to a tough guy face, but he took the name of a beautiful girl, saying that he had a dream of giving birth to a little daughter, who wanted to give birth to a handle. Here, Xue Baoyi was sitting at the card table, and in the dimly lit box, he counted his blue and purple hair piercing the eyes, his outline was hard, and he shouted with a cigarette in his mouth: "Brother Weaver is here." ”

Jiang Zhi's grandmother is a lady from a famous family, and there are still some old habits in the family, boys are called brothers, girls are called sisters, and the sons and brothers who are familiar with each other like to weave brothers and weave brothers to tease.

Xue Baoyi and Jiang Zhi are small, and the two have business dealings, and they met when they wore open crotch pants.

Today's game is Xue Baoyi's group, the circle of the imperial capital is not big, but it is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, Jiang Weaving, is the most expensive of this noble, if it weren't for Xue Baoyi and today's birthday star is iron porcelain, naturally this little ancestor would not be invited.

When the second ancestors in a room saw people, they shouted Jiang Shao one after another, and they all had the intention of currying favor.

Jiang Zhi's eyelids raised lazily: "Pinch all the cigarettes for me, it's smoky." ”

Xue Baoyi laughed: "If you have it, you will listen to it." Shouting that the second ancestors had all puffed out their cigarettes, he threw a card out, "Play two?"

The smell of tobacco in the box did not dissipate, Jiang Zhi coughed twice, picked a clean place, and nested sickly: "Didn't lose enough last time?"

Xue Baoyi touched a card and smiled: "Isn't this trying to get back the old book." ”

Jiang Zhi ignored him, lazily and lazily half-leaning and half-lying, squinting listlessly, with a sickly face, peach blossom eyes seemed to be asleep and drunk, as if he hadn't woken up, Xue Baoyi knew his temper, and didn't bother him, and called him a glass of milk.

But there are always ignorant people.

For example, the little boy of the Deng family actually brought a woman over, even if he brought it, he didn't bring a safe one, as soon as the woman came in, her eyes were sticking to Jiang Zhi's body, and the waves on her chest were about to be crowded by her bending movements.

Eori held the goblet and drank the milk slowly.

The woman took a bottle of red wine, sat on the sofa opposite, and smiled amorously: "Shall I pour Jiang Shao a glass?"

He didn't raise his eyelids, and threw a sentence drowsily: "Frail, don't drink." ”

The old man of the Jiang family in the imperial capital is well known for his poor health, and outsiders only know that he is lingering on the sickbed, but they don't know that he is overwhelmed by the country and the city.

Such a sick beauty, the woman was swept away, how could she be angry, put down the wine, and took the darts again: "Jiang Shao want to try it? I heard Deng Shao say that you have the best darts here." ”

Jiang Zhi lazily drooped his eyelids: "I am weak, I can't lift my hands." ”

After speaking, he covered his mouth and coughed twice, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his cheeks were red.

The beauty is picturesque, lying there, frowning, really teaching people to break their hearts and intestines, such a delicate person...... The woman hurriedly stepped forward to give Jiang Zhi a good breath, but the slender jade hand that had just stretched out was blocked by the goblet containing milk.

The person nested in the sofa suddenly raised his eyebrows, his laziness disappeared, his eyes were full of cold stars, and he was as cold as frost: "I'm allergic to roses." ”

The woman's hand froze in mid-air.

She wore rose-scented perfume today.

He was so disgusted that he threw away all the goblets: "Stay away." ”

The woman withdrew her hand in embarrassment and stepped away.

Xue Baoyi got down from the card table and gave the little boy Deng a look, the kid had a long memory, and quickly led the woman out with a sweaty face, feeling annoyed, why did he forget, Xue Shao said that he was not allowed to bring women.

Xue Baoyi knew that Jiang Zhi was a little clean, so she changed the cup and poured him a glass of milk, licked her face and went over to coax the little ancestor, the little ancestor didn't drink much and loved milk.

Jiang Zhi had a pair of peach blossom eyes coldly: "Get out, a woman's smell." ”

“……”

He touched a woman in the afternoon, but he only came after taking a shower.

This little ancestor, a pair of eyes is clearly divided into a few beautiful thieves, just a little squinted, and it was so cold, like a burst of peach blossom ice rain on his head.

Xue Baoyi knew that he was angry, and he didn't dare to come over to annoy him anymore, there was no way, Jiang Zhi was too beautiful, and he was sick, and in ancient times, it was a disaster for the country and the people, and their group of young people were all normal men with strong blood, how could they have resistance to beauties, knowing that Jiang Zhi was not a delicate drop of weak willow support, but he still couldn't help being confused by his skin, and he wanted to spoil him for some reason.

They all know that this little ancestor hates two things the most in his life, roses, and women, yes, Xue Baoyi specially said hello when she organized the game, and no one was allowed to bring women.

Xue Baoyi laughed and said that the master was wrong.

Eori got up from the couch: "Let's go." ”

"Leave so soon?" Xue Baoyi tried to pull the corner of his clothes to stop him, "The birthday star hasn't come yet." ”

He lifted his clothes and had a cold and beautiful face: "Frail, I can't stay up late." ”

Xue Baoyi: "......"

Ya, it's called staying up late at eight o'clock?

Jiang Zhi left directly, and he didn't give a single one to the group of trembling second ancestors, coughing as he walked, lowering his head, suppressing the coughing sound, and his cheeks had a faint sickly flush.

Xue Baoyi felt distressed, let him go, frail beauties always have to be extra pampered, and couldn't help but sigh: "This little ancestor, I don't know which kid will be able to accept him in the future." ”

Oh, and at the age of eighteen, Eori came out of the closet at the coming-of-age ceremony and said to a group of beautiful ladies who tried to seduce him that he only liked men.

After that, in the imperial capital circle, the hottest topic was whether Jiang Zhi was attacking or receiving, that face, too beautiful, like suffering, but the ancestor's temper was so offensive that he couldn't do it, and the weird thing was that the men in the imperial capital wanted him, and the women also wanted him.

Isn't it just a curse!

The top floor of the club was taken down by Xue Baoyi tonight, and in the corridor outside the box, there was no one in the corridor, the sound insulation was good, and it was so quiet that only footsteps remained, and there was an intermittent cough.

The lights flickered.

Jiang Zhi stopped, a long shadow pulled on the ground, he turned around slowly, and a black shadow hit him unexpectedly, so fast that he couldn't see what it was, only to feel that the black shadow rolled over.

He stepped back before he stepped forward, the back of his neck numb, and he was stunned by a hand knife.

The black shadow leaped and went up the wall.

Bang dang.

The surveillance camera slammed down, the black shadow fell, and a person came out of the wind brought up by high speed, tall and slender, wearing a black, wearing a cap on the outside of the sweatshirt, short hair to the collarbone, and a black mask covering most of the face, only revealing a pair of eyes, Danfeng eyes, slender tails, deep eyes, like winter stars, like the deep sea, cold and mysterious.

A pair of slender and straight legs, small shoe size, should be a girl.

She walked over, stretched out her black-gloved hand, lifted the person on the ground with one hand, carried it to her shoulder, lifted her foot, and disappeared into the hallway almost instantly.

The moon rises alone, and the whole city is shrouded in neon and moonlight, bright and blurry.

The sea breeze blows, with a faint saltiness, with the bleakness of the autumn night.

The sound of the waves crashing against the reef in his ears, the splash soaked the hem of the man's clothes by the rock, his long eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, it was a pair of peach blossom eyes, the light of the moon melted into it, and a vague outline was reflected.

It is a back, thin and slender.

Jiang Wei suddenly raised his hand and grabbed a piece of the corner of his clothes, and the skin that his fingertips touched was cold.

"Who are you?"

His voice was hoarse, and he was torn apart by the sea breeze.

The vague figure turned: "Professional errand runner." ”

It was the voice of a young girl, distorted by the wind, clear and clean, but cold and untraceable.

The moonlight was dim, the dampness of the sea water covered his eyes with a layer of moisture, no matter how he looked, he couldn't see the silhouette of the person clearly, the black mask blended with the night, she pulled her hand, jumped into the sea.

Jiang Zhi froze in place.

This woman is dying......

At dawn the next day, the sky was just dawning, and the sun showed a corner of red light.

The fisherman had just collected his nets, and was carrying a basket on his back to pick up the fish and shrimp that had been slapped ashore by the sea, and he squatted down and picked them up all the way, when suddenly he froze, and saw a wet hand in the distance grasping the stones on the shore, and then a head came out of the water.

It's a person!

The fisherman hurried over to help.

The man suddenly stood up and raised his head, with short black hair, a white face, and red eyes......

The fisherman's legs weakened, and he sat down on the ground, and opened his mouth to shout, "Ghost, ghost!"

The figure approached.

The fisherman rolled his eyes and fainted.

The first red sun fell on the man's face, a pair of Danfeng eyes were beautiful and desolate, burning red, and his cold white lips moved gently: "I'm not a ghost." ”

She looked down at the cut in her palm from the reef, which was healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

She's not a ghost, she's a monster.