Later, Wan Binbai checked and found that the missing landlady was called "Wang Cui", the third wife of a wealthy businessman. As for that www.biquge.info the man she was brought home by Wang Cui on the day she disappeared, Wang Cui couldn't find it in Wang Cui's former social circle, and it couldn't be found in the video of the community that day.

And here, on the day Ji Meng broke up with Wan Binbai and Hua Yuling, she met a "decadent artist" who was sitting on a chair in the park, looking decadent, not knowing whether she was in a daze or thinking about something.

It's him again?!

Inexplicably, Ji Meng thought in his heart. Then she was surprised again, why did she think that? Even if they meet a few times, they don't know each other, do they?

By the time she came to her senses, she was standing in front of the man.

"You're here!" He said.

His tone was not like a stranger, but like talking to a familiar person. But do they know each other? In Ji Meng's heart, this question arose again.

The wind, blowing from afar, carries some of the coming autumn mood. A fallen leaf. Falling at the man's feet, he joined up, looked at the leaf for a long time, and then said, "Can you listen to me tell a story?" ”

Although he asked this question, in fact, she didn't need to answer at all. for he had spoken to himself.

"Legend has it that somewhere on the continent, there lives a group of magical people called magicians, who are able to perform all kinds of magic. However, they were not blessed, because the battle between dark magic and light magic never ended in Genesis. ”

"Light magic, believed in by the people; Dark magic is spurned by the people. But there are always some people, they are born to only practice dark magic, they can only hide like rats crossing the street, but one day, the holy daughter of light magic, met a boy who practiced black magic, just like light is born to attract darkness, and darkness is born to attract light, they fell in love. It's a pity, how can the world keep them together? ”

"There is no impermeable wall in the world, and this matter is still known to the light mages, who believe that the evil dark mages have a bad heart and have seduced their holy daughter, and they want to put him to death. The poor man and woman were hiding everywhere, but they were still found, surrounded by light magicians. ”

"Seeing that her beloved lover was about to be executed, the saint was heartbroken, and in order to give her lover a chance to live, she finally resorted to forbidden arts......"

"Lightning and thunder, wind and clouds, heaven and earth change color...... The forbidden spell imprisoned the magicians and sent her, her lover, to another world, which was a completely different world. There are no magicians, no magic, all people are ordinary people, they may be selfish, sometimes there is a group of people who can sacrifice for others, even if they are cute and hateful......"

"Here, there is everything a magician wants, but unfortunately there is no magician, and there is no her...... The male black magician, who had lost his magic, began to wander around, looking for his lover ......"

……

Ji Meng's thoughts were still precipitated in this story, and she seemed to see a poor man, like an old dog who had lost his soul, dragging his broken body and looking for the woman everywhere.

The flowers of spring are beautiful, so beautiful that they make people cry, and they are so beautiful that they are heartbroken, even if they are in the crowd, joy has nothing to do with him, only sadness; The summer sky was blue, as blue as a clear eye wave, but unfortunately it had nothing to do with him, his sky was full of lightning and thunder; The poetry of autumn is very intoxicating, like a glass of wine, which makes people confused, but unfortunately these have nothing to do with him, he only has the ruthlessness of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves; The snow in winter is beautiful, like a fairy tale, but it can be that fairy tales have nothing to do with him, he only has the cold of the cold winter months......

When I woke up, I saw that there were still tears. It turns out that yesterday's "encounter" was a dream. But this kind of dream left a mark in her heart, and it always made her feel that what he said was not a story, but a embellished past.

"Morning!"

"Morning!"

In the elevator, I met a colleague from the company and chatted a few words. Then I heard a colleague mysteriously say to a colleague next to him: "Yesterday, Lao Qiao fished a handsome guy and went to the hotel to open a room." ”

"What's this, after Lao Qiao's divorce, when will he be so chic? You have to be envious and dump your boyfriend, you can also ...... like this"

"I'm not talking about this, the handsome guy that Lao Qiao fished yesterday has a taste, he exudes the charm of a man, and it is also the kind of special artistic taste...... Decadence, glamour, art, you know? ”

"Wouldn't it? A woman of Lao Joe's age, will there still be a handsome guy to look at? It can't be a young master who spent money to buy, right? ”

"Not ......"

……

Decadent artists again? How can you have him everywhere you go? Ji Meng was silent and got out of the elevator. As soon as I entered the planning department, I had a headache when I saw the red roses on the desk that had never withered again.

Fingers pressed her temples, and what she didn't see was a blood-colored ancient ring on her left ring finger flashing, emitting an invisible black gold light.

With a flash of light, it turned into a greedy snake, and with one mouth, it absorbed first-class black light from the red rose.

Red Rose suddenly felt a little unrefreshed.

But all this, Ji Meng didn't know. It's just that when she was about to leave work, she received a courier with nothing in it, except a note with a rose drawn in black ink.

She flipped through it several times, but she didn't understand what it meant.

During the evening rush hour after work, there were a lot of people at the subway station, and Ji Meng stood in the queue waiting for the bus. At this time, a little girl in a red dress appeared in front of her with a black rose: "Sister, your flowers have fallen." ”

"Little sister, this is not my flower." Ji Meng smiled and shook his head.

The little girl's face immediately changed, and she said compassionately: [Sister, your flowers are gone! 】

Ji Meng's heart jumped, and before she could react, the little girl in front of her was gone. She looked around, but couldn't find anyone. And the black rose was stuck in the bag in her hand.

Ji Meng's back was cold. Is she bumping into a ghost?!

Quickly remove the black rose and throw it in the trash. At this time, the subway came, she hurriedly got on the train, and silently memorized the "Tao Te Ching" in her heart.

"Mushroom Liang, yours are spent!"

Just as she was gradually relaxing, another voice rang out, this time replaced by an old lady in her 70-80s, standing behind her with a strange expression. In the old lady's hand, what she is holding is not the black rose she threw away?!

"Dao Ke Dao, very Dao ......" Ji Meng's eyes closed and endorsed loudly.

In her life, the things in front of her have indeed disappeared, but the passengers of the slow train are staring at her with strange eyes. By the time she got out of the car, she could still feel the gaze behind her.

They don't think she's under too much pressure at work and has a nerve problem, right? However, judging from her experience of always encountering ghosts, it is indeed "nerve" enough.