People always feel happy when they are close to happiness, but they suffer from gains and losses when happiness is in progress.

A sigh of satisfaction overflowed from his lips as he closed his eyes and clasped her right hand tightly in both hands, feeling her presence. Time froze, and he loved her for a long time, she was his soul mate, and he longed to marry her under the witness of God, and since then they have believed in each other. Red opened his eyes, the tip of his nose seemed to be able to ask the sweet and greasy fragrance of lilies in the air, and he still seemed to feel Liu Fanxu's smooth and jade-like skin between his fingers, he looked at the ceiling in amazement, and recalled the wedding in his dreams in disappointment.

Red sat up, turned his head to look out the window at the inky night, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, he lifted the quilt and got off the bed. Barefoot, stepping on the faint light projected from the window, he walked to the sofa bed. He leaned down, through the dim light, looked at Liu Fanxu's sleeping face, her eyebrows were tightly locked, he raised his hand to her brow, his fingertips stroked along her eyebrow bone, for a long time, her sleeping face finally eased, with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth He hooked the corners of his lips, smiling with satisfaction. Sniffing her breath, the loss and melancholy caused by waking up from the dream gradually subsided, he lifted the quilt on her body, curled in, stretched out his fingers, carefully hooked the fingers she placed at his side, and snuggled her, looking at the silhouette that could be reached in front of him in the dim night.

The breathing of the person next to the pillow gradually became steady and long, Liu Fanxu opened his eyes and looked at Rhett slightly. Even though the night was hazy and she couldn't see the lines of his face, she knew that they were close at hand, snorting and breathing in each other's breaths. Her eyelashes trembled, and her eyes glistened like stars. She tilted her head and moved a few closer to Red, the tip of her nose almost touching his, and she closed her eyes. The fingers of her right hand and Rhett's fingers intertwined, their intertwined fingertips intertwined, and a silent smile broke out on her face.

In an office area on the third floor of the Los Angeles Times Building, Liu Fanxu sat at a temporary desk and quickly flipped through the manuscript. She wore a knee-length dress in red-and-black, English plaid with a straight neckline, a centimeter-wide thin black cowhide belt tied around her waist, buckled with a lily carved from white crystal that she had deliberately transformed. Flesh-colored stockings, black block-heeled leather shoes, and a women's messenger bag of the same style as Rhett on her shoulder. She wears a white orchid pendant around her neck that is exactly the same as the one around Rhett's neck, except that she doesn't have as much defensive magic, it's just a normal white gold necklace.

In fact, coming to Los Angeles is not for training, but to officially take over the verification work, she raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows. Then he said to Red, but he didn't want Red to feel that she was joining too quickly, and then he would have doubts about the way she joined the company. She is more than capable of doing the job, but with a little bit of trickery when she joins the company. She was just trying her best to get out of the suffocating predicament and free herself from her cranky thoughts, she put down the manuscript in her hand, picked up the mug on the table, and took a sip of hot milk. She didn't tell Rhett that she had booked the earliest flight, so when she left the apartment, Rhett was still sleeping, lying on her sofa bed. She glanced at her phone, it was almost noon, there was no news and no call, she frowned, wondering if Red was too embarrassed to face her because he woke up in her bed in the morning.

Putting down her phone, she looked up to see six people hunched on their desks, concentrating on sorting out and transcribing materials. Occasionally, someone would stare at a rock-like monitor tapping on the keyboard, but other than that, no one was talking, and the office was quiet and dreary. She lowered her eyes, put the manuscript in her hand into a stacked cardboard box, picked up a pen and filled out the final verification registration on the registration form on the table. Standing up, I was about to go to the person in charge to hand over the work, and the double wooden doors of the office area were vigorously pushed open from the outside, because it was already quiet here, so the sound was even more deafening.

The man who burst in angrily was a middle-aged man of about fifty years old, with gray hair and black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He wears a khaki washed cotton jacket with a black T-shirt with lapels in the jacket, a pair of gray washed cotton slacks on the lower body, and a pair of black leather shoes that are unrecognizable on his feet. He strode to the center of the office area, raised the □□ in his hand, and shot indiscriminately, and the six lives that were still alive just now were falling to the ground and bleeding profusely.

Liu Fanxu stood in place, dressed in eye-catching clothes that made her unavoidable. The man didn't shoot her, maybe just because there were no bullets. Just as she was about to subdue the manic man with magic, the person in charge heard a noise and came out of the office behind her to check on the situation, the middle-aged man's eyes were red, he took out a dagger from his arms, and rushed to the person in charge like crazy. She only had time to save the life of the poor person in charge.

A little trick made the middle-aged man think that he had killed everyone except her. She couldn't hide her form, because it would be a blatant announcement that she was a wizard, and it would make her completely lose her hidden barrier. And she can't use magic to save them unscathed, so she also reveals her identity. So now this kind of injured and fallen to the ground, bleeding like a river, and the seemingly terrifying murder scene is the most perfect cover-up. She could make sure they were alive before the ambulance arrived, but the middle-aged man didn't seem to have any intention of killing her with him, and he strode towards her with a dagger, but instead of poking it at her, he stretched out his bloody left hand and dragged her elbow and took her away, where she seemed to have been kidnapped.

Because it was lunch break, most of the staff in the building were not there, so this middle-aged man could enter the house in a grand manner and kill people. And they walked all the way from the third floor to the parking lot, and no one noticed anything abnormal. She silently lamented the fate of the seven people who were still bleeding on the ground in the office area. Well, now she's sitting in the passenger seat of his little Chevrolet as a hostage, and if you want to ask her why she went with him without resistance, the reason is simple, she can't read his mind. In other words, her Deception didn't work for him, and since he was only a Muggle, he certainly wouldn't have Occlumency. So, she's going to follow him and see how he's resisting her magic.

She sat in the car, looking sideways out the window at the speeding streetscape, her mind swirling with possibilities. At this time, the middle-aged man who was driving said impatiently, "Why aren't you afraid?" I killed people, I killed them, I killed them. No, I won't feel guilty, they deserve to die, why should they swallow my heart's blood, that's my thirty years of blood. Liu Fanxu withdrew his gaze from the car window, and turned to look at the tearful middle-aged man beside him, unconcealing his disgust, "So you killed them?" Just because of this lightly ended seven lives? Your attitude towards life is really sloppy. ”

"You know what? It was the result of my wife's research that she had helped me with her life, but they were so casually thrown in the corner and dusted. It's not fair, that's all my love, how can they swallow it and keep it a secret, it must be because they're jealous of me, they're jealous of me so they suppress me. The middle-aged man's angry hands slapped the steering wheel, and the tears on his face flowed even more. Liu Fanxu lowered her eyes without sympathy, twisted her head out of the window again, and refused to look at his expression, only in this way could she hold back and not torture him.

"My love, my love, that's the price they deserve!" The middle-aged man was still talking about his pain, Liu Fanxu frowned, having to endure his noise, she brutally interrupted his hysterical roar, and asked bluntly, "Why did you let me go?" Also, where are you going to take me? The middle-aged man let out all kinds of strange angry noises in dissatisfaction, he seemed to have endured it for a long time before he didn't make a move on her, he stared at the road ahead, stopped for a few seconds before he said in a hoarse voice, "You remind me of my wife, so, I want to take you to the place where my wife and I lived." ”

"Your wife?" Liu Fanxu frowned and asked, "I look very similar to her?" "That's really bad, she hates to bump into other people's shirts, and she hates to bump into other women's faces. The middle-aged man grinned and snorted dissatisfiedly, but he still explained, "No, my wife is much prettier than you, and you can't even compare to a single hair of hers." "That's embarrassing, hum," she sneered coldly. Although she doesn't dare to say that she is the best in the world, at least no one has said that anyone is more beautiful than her since she was a child. Even if she doesn't care about her appearance, she hates it when others slander her like this. The middle-aged man seemed to remember pleasant memories, and he happily continued, "You guys feel very similar, all mysterious, haha, like medieval witches. ”

She curled her lips, lowered her eyelids, and whispered "Witch?" The middle-aged man beside him was still babbling about fragmented memories, his sometimes heartbroken and sometimes jubilant expressions, frozen into a memory of a broken past. Liu Fanxu didn't speak again, she looked out of the car window silently, is this the end of the combination of witches and Muggles?