There will always be a lot of boring people, isn't this in room 777 of the Dew Hotel on Taipei Road in Jiangcheng - in the dark room.

After changing their positions countless times, the naked men and women finally surrendered under the final "heavy artillery general" and turned into lingering caresses.

Ling Shao lay on the ground, lying on his side and holding Xu Xiaoya's jade back in his arms, the two of them curled up on the old ground, the sunlight shining in through the gap in the curtains, and falling on the white body, which looked a little dazzling.

Although it was daytime, the night of the exhausted two was about to fall again, and Ling Shao's gentle hand movements became slower and slower, and finally stopped, and a slight snoring followed.

Xu Xiaoya turned around, opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, and complicated feelings once again crept into her heart.

Xu Xiaoya thought: How did she come to this hotel last night, she still has no clue, she only remembers that she was drinking at the time? It seems that the answer can only be known from this man's mouth? Maybe it's important? Maybe it's not important, she is a chess piece anyway, no one cares about a chess piece that has already fallen, let alone her thoughts? However, she cares very much about what Mei Xiong said to her: That man, just help me take care of him, don't talk about any conditions, after doing this well, I will let you free and live the life you have always wanted.

Thinking of the life you want?Xu Xiaoya looked at Ling Shao, who was already asleep, with a firm look in her eyes. I'm a good chess piece, won't you become my Xu Xiaoya's chess piece? Although she is very tired at the moment, she thinks back to the wonderful feeling of being sent into the sky just a few times, and there is always a figure of longing floating in her mind, and she has not left for a long time.

You are also temporarily him, just so that he can return!Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoya got into Ling Shao's arms and buried her head in the crook of his arm. At this moment, Ling Shao opened his eyes and saw the woman in the crook of his arm showing an incomprehensible smile.

"I know you're not asleep yet, do you want to hear my story?" Ling Shao said softly, he didn't know why he wanted to share his story with the woman in front of him?

Xu Xiaoya rubbed her arm twice, raised her head, opened her eyes, and just saw Ling Shao's gaze, and nodded lightly.

"I don't have any real friends. It may have something to do with the way I do things, I strive for perfection, the ultimate. When he was fifteen years old, he asked his father to change his name, from Lin Zhonglin to Lin Shaoling. ”

After a pause, Lin Shaoling said: "The reason is so simple that I don't like my father's name, and the meaning is too superficial. Having "less is more, more is less" is an indisputable mentality, with a sharp means will naturally be the best among people, compared to more connotations, more importantly, the three words of the name are read upside down is perfect!"

Speaking of this, Ling Shao's face was filled with a satisfied smile, which seemed to be the most proud move of his youth.

Xu Xiaoya listened quietly, and from time to time she would say, "And then?"

She's a good listener, or rather a good mind reader.

Ling Shao continued: "In my childhood, I was originally very happy as a teenager, but I had a father who chased power, and when I was 15 years old, my mother left me, and I rarely saw it after that, and my mother was the most beautiful woman in my impression. Oh! You smile a lot like her, beautiful, beautiful, kind. ”

After saying this, Ling Shao actually took the initiative to kiss Xu Xiaoya's forehead.

Xu Xiaoya only understood at this time that he was looking at himself blankly when he was in the room, maybe entering this inner room had something to do with it, right? Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoya smiled slightly, or that smile!

"After I turned 15, I rarely went home, I hated it. As I grew older, I became silent, and then I realized why my father abandoned my mother, because in order to pursue higher power, he actually got with a woman who was three years older than her and was not as good-looking as her mother, and this woman's father could pave a better path for him. And what about my mother? A simple woman without any background, she can't give her father what he wants, even if she loves him again? Right, hehe! Love becomes worthless in the face of power? Right, hehe! Sometimes it is indeed a good thing, for example, although this is an international hotel, but this room 777 is my private one, which is also a gift from my powerful father. ”

Ling Shao said lightly, as if these were commonplace, but in Xu Xiaoya's ears, what kind of right should this be? She was a little happy, but even more worried......

"I don't lack anything except my mother, I don't have friends, I miss my mother very much, she is a kind woman, from my father has nothing to my birth to her departure at the age of 15, I have the impression that my mother has never quarreled, made trouble, but the time she left, she held me in her arms, crying silently, then I still can't understand her heartbreak.

My father shouldn't have done that to her. Every time I saw the way he treated that woman, I hated them once, she took everything that belonged to my mother, I hate them both, and my greatest wish is to wait for my mother to come home!"

Speaking of this, Xu Xiaoya saw a lot of pain and unwillingness in Ling Shao's eyes, who would have thought that this cynical little man in front of him had such a sad past. Xu Xiaoya's heart swept through a touch of pain, tears couldn't stop flowing out, dripping down Ling Shao's cheeks, she hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to give him a mother's hug back......

At the same time, in room 777, the woman who had been sleeping soundly on the bed had already sat on the edge of the bed and changed into her own clothes.

Some of the wet hair should have just been showered, and it looks like they have woken up a long time ago. There is a lady's cigarette between the jade fingers of the right hand, and in the wisps of green smoke, a pretty face is as beautiful as a flower, and the outline seems to be carved, and there is no flaw under the golden ratio, but there is an expression on the face that no one can approach. Down, a colorful scorpion around the neck comes to life, making people look full of personality and sultry.

Her eyes were fixed on the unfinished wall covering, as if she was thinking about something?

After a long time, she took out her phone, took pictures of the entire room, then snuffed out the cigarette butt and got up to leave room 777.