Until I ran out of the bar as if I was running for my life, flagged down a taxi, and rushed back to the hotel, my restlessness never calmed down. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Even after washing up in a hurry and lying on the bed in the hotel, I still tossed and turned, unable to sleep for a long time, and kept recalling the experience of being in the bar. With a little regretful thoughts: Is this the so-called erotic encounter? Am I stupid to miss such an opportunity for nothing? If I had just accepted that woman, would I have had a wonderful experience tonight?

However, regret is regret, I think if I let everything start all over again, my choice is probably still to escape. After all, although the woman is indeed very seductive, like a delicate red apple, she exudes the mature charm that only intellectual women have, and people can't help but want to take a bite.

But at the same time, my intellect also told me that this was the kind of poisonous apple in the hands of a witch, and that if I did eat it, I would end up in a miserable end. Anyway, now I don't have the courage to try this forbidden fruit. As for the future, it is estimated that there will be no such opportunity.

Lying on the bed, my mind was full of these things that I didn't have, but I felt that the more I thought about it, the more awake I became, and I didn't even feel sleepy at all. I shook my head depressedly, looked at the time, and found that it was close to 3 o'clock in the morning, thinking that there were still a lot of things waiting for me tomorrow, so I forced myself to stop thinking about anything, and quickly closed my eyes and went to sleep.

In a trance, before I knew it, the sky was already bright, so I stretched lazily and prepared to get up and go out. At this time, I suddenly heard the mobile phone ringing next to me, picked it up casually, and found that it was actually Fang Ling calling.

"Xiaoling, you got up so early, what's the matter? I remember we had an appointment at noon. After I answered the phone, I asked confusedly.

However, Fang Ling was anxious and angry on the other end of the phone, and there was a crying voice. I only heard her hoarse shout: "Siyuan, come quickly, something happened to Zihan." ”

"What? I'll go right over. In an instant, all my sleepiness disappeared, and my heart rose to my throat, and I couldn't care about anything else, so I rushed directly to the office.

When I pushed open the door of the office, I saw the familiar figure, covered in blood, lying on the ground. On the side, Fang Ling and Wang Xinyan were already hugging each other and crying together. And Uncle Wang and Lin Shixuan also stood aside with red eyes, looking down at Mu Zihan in a pool of blood.

"Zi Han, Zi Han ......" I roared loudly and rushed forward, pounced on Mu Zihan's body on the ground.

At this moment, suddenly the scene changed in front of me, and I found myself still in the bed of the hotel, and I was still wearing pajamas. It's just that they are wet with cold sweat all over my body at the moment, and they are cold and sticky to me, and they feel very uncomfortable. But thanks to this coldness, I finally woke up completely, and it turned out that everything just now was just a dream.

I couldn't help but let out a long breath, and secretly rejoiced: Fortunately, this is just a nightmare, if this really happens, I don't know how I will face Fang Ling and them in the future.

After all, if Mu Zihan really had an accident because of this, even if all this was originally arranged by Mu Zihan in order to catch the killer's plan, I also have an unshirkable responsibility. Moreover, I myself will not be able to forgive myself, and I will not be able to escape the shadow brought to me by this incident for the rest of my life.

Could it be that my contact with that woman last night shook my confidence in Mu Zihan? Otherwise, how could you have such uncomfortable dreams? It seems that on today's noon date, I am very sure to convey what happened in the bar last night to Mu Zihan, so that he can be on guard and alert, but don't capsize in the gutter.

With this in mind, I grabbed the pen and paper in my room, wrote down the points that I thought were more important, and folded them on a small slip of paper.

It's not that I don't want to use my mobile phone to contact Mu Zihan directly and tell him everything. It's just that in case the killer and his accomplices have begun to monitor and investigate. Well, for professionals, the signal of an ordinary mobile phone can easily be intercepted and eavesdropped. Therefore, I had to learn from Mu Zihan and use the most primitive method to deliver the message.

After making all the preparations, I looked at the mobile phone I had placed on the bedside table, and found that it was already more than 10 o'clock in the morning, and it was about to be the time I had agreed with Fang Ling. So, I didn't have time to think about it, so I hurriedly took a shower and went out.

And when I took a taxi to the place of the appointment, sure enough, Fang Ling was already waiting for me there.

"Xiaoling, I'm sorry, I'm late." I trotted up to meet him.

"It's okay, anyway, Xinyan hasn't brought Mu Zihan yet." Fang Ling replied with a smile, but when I approached her, she frowned again, looked me up and down, and said, "Why did you go last night?" ”

"What are you doing?" I was a little weak by her, and I also looked myself up and down, and found that I wasn't wearing the wrong clothes. Is it because this dress was specially bought yesterday to fool around at the bar, so it doesn't match my usual dress, so she asked such a question?

"There was a pungent smell of alcohol and a smell of perfume. Hmph, I can understand that you drink because you're in a bad mood. But how do you explain the smell of perfume? Don't tell me, you put on the perfume yourself, this smell is obviously a woman's perfume, you can't be biased against me. So, let's be honest, what were you doing last night? Fang Ling asked with a straight face.

Alcohol? Perfume smell? It's really a jump into the Yellow River and can't be washed away. Why am I so stupid, why did I come to see Fang Ling in the clothes I wore to the bar last night? What now? Wouldn't you tell her that I went to the bar again after talking to her on the phone last night? Have you encountered such an affair that is not an affair? I guess even if I tell the truth and tell her the truth, she may not believe that nothing happened between me and the woman.

Fortunately, just when I couldn't answer, Wang Xinyan dragged Mu Zihan to arrive, and waved to us from afar: "Why are you two still standing stupidly outside?" With that, he took the lead in dragging Mu Zihan, who looked unhappy, into the restaurant behind us.

"Don't think that's the end of it, I'll settle accounts with you later." Seeing Wang Xinyan and Mu Zihan walking into the restaurant, Fang Ling glanced at me fiercely, then turned around and followed.

Looking at her angry back, I don't know if I should be happy that she cares about me at this moment, or should I worry about how she will settle accounts with me in the future? Forget it, anyway, as long as everything is settled and tell her all the truth, she shouldn't be angry with me anymore.

Sighing helplessly, I followed behind Fang Ling and walked into the restaurant together.

(To be continued)