Chapter 17, The Wind Rises Four
Twenty percent, if she fails, what will she do?
What can be done to keep him?
"Nanxing, do you believe me?" The deep voice carried a different kind of temptation in the night, and the lights in the car were turned off so that it would not be easier to be exposed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 It was dark, and even the moonlight didn't penetrate much, but Nanxing seemed to see it inexplicably, and saw the shining eyes clearly. Shallow as glass, brilliance flowing.
As if it was bewitchment, Yexi always had such magic that she couldn't bear it, "Believe." ”
Suddenly, his head was pressed down vigorously, "Then rely on me, Nanxing, my chest is open for you at any time." ”
The temperature of his chest made Nanxing feel hot. The eyes were suddenly sore, so sour that I couldn't breathe. Obviously, she just came back to take a sneak peek at him.
But it became a meeting with him.
It's just one side, and it's become the scene it is today. It's not been one side for a long time, and the hope in my heart sprouts, grows, and blossoms.
Why did Nanxing feel even more sad when he came?
Yehee, don't do this again. Don't be nice to that lonely star, because she's afraid that one day she won't be able to extricate herself. One day, she will pull you into this abyss and sink you into the quagmire together.
Bad karma will always be cut off.
Nanxing pushed Yexi away, "Your chest should be reserved for the woman you will protect for the rest of your life, Yexi, I will bless you." If one day, you miss me, look at the picture I painted for you. ”
These words are vaguely wrong, like parting.
Wait for a heart, until the sky is wasted.
Wait for a person to grow old together.
Wait for a love to sprout.
Perhaps, enough is enough, Nanxing tells himself that he can't ask for more. She was afraid that she would not be able to bear it.
The hand was loose and tight, tight and loose, and finally I couldn't help but touch him again, this protection was enough.
She couldn't, and he could no longer meddle in the life he had arranged. She can't, anymore, be as willful as before.
"Flee in the opposite direction, if you die, I won't let you go!"
The car door was opened, and the figure rushed out, the slender and delicate body, but it was like a ghost in the night. Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, which provided convenience for the southern star.
Looking at the figure that had left the dust, Yexi suddenly felt that something was empty. The person in front of you is the person you want to protect the most. But again, he pushed him away, and he didn't even have time to look at his back again.
He guessed Nanxing's identity, but suddenly found that he knew so little about "him". So little that he began to wonder if "Nanxing" was "his" real name.
The people sent out by Yexi couldn't find out the origin of "him" at all, as if someone had deliberately hidden or destroyed him.
As for Zhu Li, "his" mother is even more mysterious. It was a well-known painter, but none of her paintings came out again. And in the end, he only got the clue that all the paintings of a painter, Zhu Li, were purchased at a high price. And the clue will be completely broken at this point.
A painter who is only a little famous, but the price of a painting has been raised to a sky-high price, and the financial and material resources of the acquirer should not be underestimated.
All this reveals the unusual.
The more I checked, the more people felt that Nanxing was a mystery, and I never knew what would come out next.
If he could, Yexi hoped that "he" was just an ordinary ordinary person. That way, maybe it won't be as strong as it is now.
Yehee's sentence "And then? ”
And then the next sentence, in fact, that's what!
The sound of gunfire whistling in the night, one after another, made people's hearts tremble.
The deadly strings, the constant humming, the smell of gunsmoke, rushed into the nose.
The dark wings are back, and the world is unparalleled.
Nanxing had never thought that the sound of gunfire could be like music, and before she could do anything, she was stopped by the sound behind her.
That's the voice coming from near the car, Yehee!
Nanxing couldn't care so much, so he had to go back again. The cold object touched the temple, and it was a black muzzle.
Nanxing subconsciously reversed the gun and resisted the opponent's fatal point from behind.
This man was so fast, she didn't even notice him. Could it be that I was distracted by the sound near the car?
She's still too blunt!
Neither of them continued to the next step, and inexplicably, Nanxing did not feel the killing intent from this person.
"Desert Flowers—"
The man's hoarse voice called softly, but Nanxing's entire body suddenly froze, this title is!
"King said he misses you very much, and if you get tired of playing, it will be your home forever."
king――
This title, that king, made Nanxing's heart contract violently.
He lowered his head, prostrated into Nanxing's ear, and whispered word by word, "I hope that you will be the bride of the king." ”
The gun left Nanxing's temple and fired a shot into the sky, as if it was an order, and the black shadow faded like a tide.
The gunfire stopped, but Nanxing fell into hell. Is she really, unable to escape?
God, how can you let me go!
In this world, anyone who knows that she is actually a woman and is still alive can count on one hand.
It wasn't the gang who had been chasing her, "King-", like a distant call, like the murmur of last nightmare.
Are you still refusing to let me go, and you will let yourself go?
No matter how you disguise yourself, you can't fool the people. The chill was coming from all sides, and she forgot that he was still here.
She had forgotten how he could be indifferent.
This time, is it a warning?
He knew everything about her, and he could force her to do so at any time.
Nanxing never thought that one day they would become like this, why would they become like this!
Desert flowers, how can the desert bloom? It's a dead land, and not a single grass grows. But she was the flower of the desert, the "flower of hell," he had said.
The flower from hell should be extremely vicious and deadly.
The clouds walked away, and the moonlight spread again.
sprinkled on the depressed man, Yexi saw "him" shrink into a small ball, and his body was constantly trembling.
He walked very slowly, but "he" suddenly turned back in horror like a badly injured little beast.
That's right, it's horror, the boy looked at him with that look. In the thin moonlight, "he" trembled and shouted madly for him to go, to leave.
The boy didn't know that that such an expression would only make him even more unable to let go of his hands.
Perhaps, seven years ago, he would have understood. But I didn't find out until I lost it.
Yexi walked over quickly, but Nanxing retreated step by step, refusing his approach.
"You go, I'll let you go!"