Through the light of the window, Carter could be seen sitting there like a piece of rotten wood, and it seemed that he was still deeply guilty of Tyri's death. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing this scene, Li Xiao's heart was also mixed, if Carter himself couldn't get out of the demons, no matter who helped, it was useless.

At this time, Li Xiao felt a urge to urinate, so he got out of bed and walked out of the room and went to the bathroom.

The whole manor villa is very grand and luxurious, and it was specially approved by the FBI from above in order to protect the safety of several of them.

Everywhere is the fine carpentry lines, the colorful furniture carvings, the warm blankets, the warm fireplace, the star-patterned ceiling, the opulence, the style of a classic rice-style villa.

If you don't have to be on guard against death all the time, then living in such a villa is still quite comfortable.

When Li Xiao passed by the stairwell and was about to go back to his room, he suddenly found that the living room downstairs was lit up, but it was quiet and silent.

Li Xiao frowned slightly, and after walking down the stairs, he found that Claire was holding a book with a focused expression, reading under the lamp.

"Still haven't slept yet?" Li Xiao frowned slightly, sat down on the sofa opposite Claire, and looked at Claire with a long look.

"It was very quiet at night, and this time was good for reading." Claire looked away from the book, looked up at Li Xiao, and said with her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Li Xiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this.

He has always felt that Claire is a very peculiar girl, with long soft hair that hangs down her shoulders, and her green eyes are like the gentle autumn water, not only beautiful and charming, but also even when everyone is shrouded in the fear of death, she can still maintain calm and indifference, like a snowflower blooming alone, out of the hustle and bustle of the world.

His eyes were weaving, and Li Xiao, who was watching, couldn't help but be slightly trance-like.

Li Xiao turned his head and glanced at the front of the book, which was "Leaves of Grass" by the American poet Whitman.

"Do you like reading poetry books?" Li Xiao said.

"Well, I like the romantic mood in this poetry collection, and when I look at the poetry book when I am upset, all the unhappiness can be dissipated." Claire smiled sweetly.

I didn't expect this to be a literary young woman, but this can be seen from some scenes in the movie, whether it is in the airport waiting room or at home, Claire will hold a book to read many times, which shows her love for books.

Speaking of this, Claire temporarily closed the poetry collection, her eyes lit up, like an agate stone immersed in a pool of autumn water, and looked at Li Xiao with interest: "What, Xiao, do you also have a lot of research on poetry collections?" ”

Li Xiao shrugged his shoulders and said: "I can't talk about any research, but I also like the artistic conception of Wang Yang in the poems, which is like the poem of a famous poet in China: The swallow grass is like a green silk, and the Qin mulberry has low green branches." When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks her intestines. ”

I think that when I was in college, in order to make my sister, Li Xiao didn't tinker with these love poems or the like, such as this Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts", which can be easily accessed, and when he reads it out, he is still depressed and frustrated, and he is eloquent.

Claire listened to the interpretation of this poem with a deep heart, closed her eyes and experienced that romantic mood suddenly filled her mind, and she couldn't help but blush, and sincerely admired: "This poem is really wonderful!" The poet who wrote this poem is also very talented, and to be able to write such a poem, he must have been full of legends in his life experience. ”

Li Xiao nodded undeniably: "Speaking of which, his life is very legendary, it is indeed like this, he is not only full of wealth, talented, but also famous poems." He also likes to drink, which is said to inspire him. ”

"Even his death is related to wine, according to legend, Li Bai wore a palace brocade robe, swam in the quarry river, proudly and proudly, if there was no one around, he died because he was drunk in the water to catch the moon."

For Li Bai, in fact, Li Xiao has more of an impression of the poems he had to recite in Chinese class. Regarding the cause of Li Bai's death, Li Xiao also saw it on the post bar one day.

When he saw that text, he felt very incredible, Li Bai's generation of poets, talented, in that era when poetry was respected, was admired by countless people, but the death was really incredible, it was actually drunk, caught the moon and died, such a poet with a romantic atmosphere, I didn't expect that even his death was so dramatic, it was really jealous of talent.

"Huh? How is that? That's a shame. After listening to it, Claire couldn't help but regret it, but she was very interested in Li Bai's poems: "When I have time, I must take good care of his poetry collection." ”

"Well, it's definitely worth it."

After discovering a common hobby, Li Xiao and Claire also talked openly, including their own interests, hobbies, ideals, or emotional experiences, etc., which can be said to be everything.

There is no need for too many redundant words, sometimes even just a look, you can understand what the other party wants to express, the subtle feelings flow lightly, and the faint lights are reflected on the faces of the two, which seems to be extremely warm, staring at each other, a quiet smile, and a feeling of happiness and warmth breeds in the hearts of the two.

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At this moment, Claire suddenly felt a cold wind blowing, her neck shrunk, and she couldn't help but shiver, she turned her head to see that the window in the living room had been blown open without knowing when, and the cold wind was pouring in from the window.

"It's strange, the window was obviously closed just now." Claire muttered in confusion.

Li Xiao only noticed this, he couldn't help frowning slightly, stood up, walked to the windowsill, and stretched out his hand to close the window, but at this moment, his eyes froze, but the afterglow of his eyes caught that in the darkness, there was a figure walking towards the manor.

"That's ...... Carter?! ”

The figure in the darkness, arms lowered, slumped forward, slow steps unusually heavy, like an unconscious walking corpse.

Li Xiao suddenly had a hint of foreboding in his heart, and just as he was about to shout in a deep voice, Carter suddenly stopped, and after stopping in place for a while, he suddenly shouted, "Tyri, I'm here to accompany you!" Then, with a sudden spite, he slammed headlong into the granite wall!

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