Chapter 12: The Four White Eyes

"Nope." My tone wasn't very good. I'm not happy about that. Since I was a child, my popularity is really good, boys and girls can get along very well, and I also have Lan Lan, a good best friend. But when it comes to the person who pursues, forget it. When I was in junior high school, his grandmother went to school very strangely. I studied in junior high school in the city, just to get away from the village and be less influenced by their family, but I didn't expect that I had only been there for a week, and his grandmother came to the school, brought me a lot of food, clothing, and said that it was nice to come and see my new environment. But she sewed people and said, "I am her granddaughter-in-law." It made the whole school laugh. No one dared to chase me.

He reached over and pinched my chin and made me look at him: "Pink ...... in the corners of my eyes"

As soon as he said this, I slapped his hand away: "Don't talk about me, what about your eyes?" I just stared straight into his eyes. The first time I saw his eyes, I really felt terrifying. But if you look at it a few more times, you won't be afraid. In fact, foreigners' pupils are different from us Chinese, and there are all kinds of colors. It's not surprising to watch it a few more times. "Four white eyes!" I'll just say.

His face sank suddenly. The boxed lunch in his hand was also thrown directly into the corner of the side. His sudden change shocked my heart, he won't turn his face again. I quickly said, "I'm sorry. ”

He put on his sunglasses and said, "What's there to be sorry for." You know even the four white eyes. Do you know what are the characteristics of people with four white eyes? Without waiting for me to speak, he stood up and said, "Stingy, ruthless, dare to be ruthless, hold grudges, and have a strong sense of revenge." There are some things that a white-eyed person can remember for a lifetime. Especially those who bullied him. ”

"I, I, I didn't bully you." I remember when I was a kid his eyes weren't like that. He looks like a normal person. It's just that the nails are particularly hard and sharp.

"Didn't you take me for a monster too? Get up! He gently kicked my calf, "Go to the hotel." ”

"Huh? You don't live here? ”

"How do you sleep without a bed? It's still under construction, working all night, and they don't rest for money, and I still have to sleep. Go to your hotel, and don't let you get killed by those ghosts. ”

"I ......," I quickly got up and followed him towards his car, "I won't see them until you show up." ”

"That's right! You're influenced by me, and I'm a ...... Monster! ”

I can't talk, I always feel that the one who keeps talking about his own monster is himself. Although the people in the village are prejudiced against him, at least I sincerely want to get along with him now.

After getting on the Hummer, I buckled up my seat belt with some restraint and muttered in a low voice, "Didn't you follow that old gentleman?" How did you buy a car? ”

"If you follow Mr. Feng Shui, you can't buy a car?"

"I just think it's weird, not all Feng Shui gentlemen are ...... Walking? ”

He didn't want to answer me anymore. Reach out and start the car. When the car first got into the car, the lights in the car were always on, and his hand was holding the steering wheel, and I casually glanced over and saw the back of his hand.

No scars!

How is that possible? I remember that yesterday he was pinching my chin with his right hand and stuffing it into my mouth with blood on the back of his left hand, so why is there no injury now? Or am I mistaken? Is it the right hand? I looked at his right hand again, and it was not hurt! Could it be that yesterday's events or my own dreams? That's weird, isn't it? Even if he is really a ghost and has his ability to heal quickly, then why has the injury on his left collarbone not been healed?

In the car, I didn't dare to talk much. He drove towards the Shane Hotel.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when the car was parked in the parking lot of the Shane Hotel, and he finally spoke to me. "I'll stay here for a week, and after a week, the house will be renovated and you have to move in with me. As for the reasons, for me there are many reasons, and for you, one reason is enough. The reason is that you have drunk my blood now, and you have been tainted with my ghostly energy, and in the eyes of those ghosts, you are your own kind, or rather delicious food. If you don't want to die, just be obedient. ”

"I, it's not your fault that I'm doing this." I muttered under my breath. If he had told me this on the first day we met, maybe I wouldn't have believed it. But now I fully believe what he said.

I thought it was just muttering, he wouldn't hear it clearly, but who knew that he followed my words and said, "So I'm responsible, I ask you to live with me and play a role in protecting you." Otherwise, you think I'm a big man, where to live, and I have to run most of the city, why do I come to live in your hotel? Get out! Wait! ”

He had just shouted when he got out of the car, and as soon as my hand reached the door, he said wait. I looked at him quizzically, and he was looking out the window.

At the door of the hotel, a young man is walking into the hotel. The security guard standing at the door bowed slightly to the man. Guest? Security guards will not bow when guests enter the door. They only asked to stand up, and it was not a special hotel, and they bowed and saluted. But why is he so particular about that man?

After Zong Sheng watched the man walk into the hotel, he quickly got out of the car and walked into the hotel quickly. By the time I followed, the man was no longer visible in the lobby. I was wondering, Zong Sheng approached me, and said in a low voice: "Check tomorrow to check the identity of the man who came in just now." ”

Without waiting for me to answer, it was basically no right to refuse, he had already walked to the front desk and checked in.

I thought I would be able to go back to the dormitory first. Unexpectedly, he leaned against the front desk and gestured to me to let me pass. He went through the formalities, what did I do in the past? Besides, I'm still wearing a hotel uniform, so it's not appropriate for me to stand next to him.

But I walked over obediently. The intern on duty was my male classmate, and when he saw me, he smiled and said, "You Xuan, this is your brother." That morning, the foreman went to find your brother with the manager of the housekeeping department. It happened that I was on duty, and I also went, and I thought that if he wasn't your brother, you would be really miserable. ”

I just laughed. In fact, I was surprised that Zong Sheng would admit that it was my brother. I thought he would tell people he was my husband.

After completing the formalities, he went back to the car and carried my luggage, and then pulled me into the elevator with me. My steps were a little stiff, I didn't want to go upstairs with him, my heart was always beating, and I intuitively felt that going upstairs with him would be dangerous, unsafe.

But he was so domineering with his luggage in one hand and my arm in the other, and walked into the elevator.

There are four elevators in the hotel. Two on the left and right. As I approached the elevator, I watched him walk straight towards the first elevator, and I whispered, "Let's take the elevator over there." ”

"What are you afraid of, I want to make it clear to him today." Zong Sheng's words themselves are not clear. But I also understood. He must be referring to the ghost in the elevator.

Sure enough, he pulled me straight into the elevator and pressed the button to close the door. My feet are a little soft, and when I walk into the elevator, I will unconsciously think of the ghost in the elevator smiling at me, and his dead fish eyes, and the way he is holding that bowl of blood and forcing me to drink it.

Zong Sheng changed directions, leaned his back against the elevator button, and pressed the close button with his hands behind his back, so that the elevator door would not open or rise. And his angle was face-to-face with the ghost.

I lowered my head and looked at the floor of the elevator, not daring to look at the elevator wall at all, for fear that I would see a terrible picture. One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, Zong Sheng didn't make the next move, I looked up at him slightly in confusion, and saw that he had taken off his sunglasses, and before I could react, he had already pulled me in front of him, and before I could shout out, his lips had kissed mine.