1483 There Is No Love That Coexists and Dying

1483 Love Without Co-Existence (Page 1/1)

Su Yan followed him up to the fourteenth floor and got out of the elevator, but he didn't see a single figure around.

The long hallway was quiet and empty, and he led her to the door of a private room, swiped her card, and pushed her inside.

There was no one else in the private room, it was quiet and silent.

The lights inside were not turned on, and it was very dark.

The man closed the door and walked in with her.

Now, the glimmer of light in the corridor was also blocked, and only the only light emitted by the air conditioner's on indicator light was left.

The warm wind blew on her body, but it couldn't melt away the cold in her body, it was still cold.

"What are you bringing me here for?" The nerves in Su Yan's whole body were tensed together, and there was unconcealed tension in his tone.

The man didn't seem to be in a hurry to answer, and only said one word, "Sit." ”

Where did she dare.

Her nervous heart seemed to jump out, her nerves were extremely sensitive at this time, and she didn't even dare to breathe too presumptuously.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Su Yan asked again, and his voice sounded particularly sharp on such a quiet night.

"I won't kill you, you don't have to worry." The man still didn't answer, his voice was not impatient, and it sounded a little clear.

Su Yan's hands on both sides of his body clenched slightly, and he did not speak.

He walked over to her, close to her.

The feeling of being too close made her heartbeat more and more irregular, and Su Yan's sharp nails pierced into her palms, but she didn't feel the slightest pain because of nervousness.

In such darkness, how could she possibly feel safe in the same private room with such a mysterious man?

The man stopped when he was about five or six centimeters away from her body, and did not continue to get closer.

He didn't speak for a long time.

When he spoke again, his voice was still half as gentle as before, leaving only cold and gloomy, "Miss Su, are you going to be scared of me?" ”

Su Yan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to ask this question suddenly.

After a while, he asked rhetorically, "Alone with a strange man, and this man still has a gun in his hand, you say, will I be afraid?" ”

It is estimated that it is impossible for anyone not to be afraid.

The man laughed.

The hearty laughter, set off by the empty private room, echoed, and it was particularly strange to listen to her ears.

Su Yan didn't know who he was, and he couldn't figure out his thoughts.

The only thing she can do is to keep herself calm for the time being, and not to mess around.

The man's voice was slow, "I don't think Miss Su should be afraid." ”

"How so?"

"You have never been afraid of marrying your own enemy, and you have never been afraid of sleeping in the same bed with your own enemy, how can you be afraid of me in the face of me?"

Every word he spoke, like a sharp knife, pierced directly into the most vulnerable and untouchable part of her heart.

Su Yan's face turned as white as paper in an instant.

She heard her own voice gradually flustered, and she couldn't calm down even with all her self-control, "Who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am." The man stepped over to the couch and sat down, smoking a cigarette and lighting it.

The pungent nicotine smell permeated the private room, and she couldn't help but frown.

He spoke slowly, "I know that there is no such thing as co-existence and death in this world. ”

After all, feelings are not reliable in the first place.

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