"Welcome to the light...... Get lost! ”

The already not very warm voice completely turned into ice and snow in the cold winter after seeing Jiang Qin.

Obviously, the proprietress of this shop did not welcome Jiang Qin.

Jiang Qin didn't care, he directly crossed the crooked bookshelf with almost no gaps, and then stepped over the ancient books that were piled up everywhere, stepped on the creaking six-step wooden ladder, and walked to the proprietress side.

The most spacious location of this bookstore is behind the counter, which belongs to the proprietress alone, and it is also Jiang Qin's favorite place to stay.

Jiang Qin cheekily sat on the soft couch, leaned beside her, and gently sniffed the elegant fragrance on her body.

The proprietress despised Jiang Qin with the eyes of the four evils throughout the whole process,

She said in a cold voice, "Guest, the store is closed, please go out." Also, I'm not for sale, don't touch me casually! ”

Jiang Qin was unmoved, like an old monk entering the meditation.

"Oh, bugs!"

The proprietress sighed disdainfully, then let him lean on top of her, silently writing words that Jiang Qin couldn't understand.

The bookstore still uses oil lamps, and the lights are dim and drowsy.

The aroma of the proprietress is very good, and the posture of holding the pen is also very cute, and today I wore a milky white close-fitting sweater, which is very lady-like.

It's just that his face is a little stiff, maybe he is not used to Jiang Qin's undisguised appreciation, so he wrote a few words wrong on his face, and then smeared it off fiercely.

The jumbled lines show the panic in her heart.

The force of the tip of the pen increased slightly, and it pierced the paper, as if it was pierced on Jiang Qin's body.

Jiang Qin was surprised by her forbearance today, so he prankfully coiled her long black and straight hair, and took out a branch broken off the road as a hairpin and fixed the shape.

The proprietress clenched her hands and turned her head to stare at Jiang Qin.

Her face was already ruddy, and her eyes were flickering, but she barely showed a disgusted expression.

She touched the branch, rubbed it, and then said unkindly, "A rough gift, but I took it." ”

It seemed that she found that Jiang Qin was a little too close, and the proprietress pushed him away with a very gentle force, and said as smoothly as possible: "Farther away, too close, I don't like it." ”

It's a pity that there is still a soft plea between the words.

She turned her head and stopped looking at Jiang Qin, but the coolness in her eyes warmed up a little.

It's just that the roots of the ears exposed in front of Jiang Qin's eyes are already red and red.

Obviously, her ears don't lie.

At this time, Jiang Qin suddenly mentioned his dream.

"Do you know, I had a dream about a woman who looks very similar to you, but she has snake-like vertical pupils and always likes to stare at me."

"Snake eyes?" The proprietress suddenly hooked the corners of her mouth, revealing a very gloomy smile, and then looked at Jiang Qin faintly, "Does it look like this?" ”

"What?" Jiang Qin turned his head and suddenly saw a pair of golden dazzling snake pupils, cruel and indifferent.

That's the eyes of the hostess.

He was suddenly startled in his heart, his hand was already pressed on the hilt of the knife, he barely swallowed his saliva, and then said, "It should be a beautiful contact, right?" ”

"It's not." The proprietress cleanly shattered his last illusions.

Jiang Qin responded dryly: "I can only say that the genetic mutation is really magical, you see that you have evolved, and you don't bring me with you." ”

The current proprietress can be said to be exactly the same as the snake pupil girl in his dream, which is also the purpose of his special visit to the bookstore.

"Maybe it's not a species at all." The cold voice of the proprietress was like a bone-chilling wind, seeping into Jiang Qin's heart and keeping his luck.

Jiang Qin has known the proprietress for ten years, and in the past ten years, her appearance has not changed in the slightest, and time cannot leave traces of time on her face, and anyone will feel weird.

How could Jiang Qin not notice it.

It's just self-deception.

The people in the prophecy dream seemed to have gradually appeared in Jiang Qin's field of vision, ready to make a mess of his peaceful life.

"In the dream, there was a gray-haired girl who said that I would die in a month. Moreover, there are already signs. ”

Collapsed walls, sudden assassinations...... All of this is happening.

Jiang Qin no longer hid it, he chose to tell the proprietress everything he dreamed about.

"Do you know death? No one can say for sure what will happen in the future, so there is no need to spend his energy fighting. And...... If you really die in a month, then it means that you will not die in this month, but you can do something that you would not dare to do on a daily basis. ”

The proprietress touched the hairpin coldly, there was no soft comfort between her words, the previous shyness may be a disguise, she may not care about Jiang Qin at all.

"So, is it true, I really only have one month left to live?" Jiang Qin clenched her hand and said calmly and indifferently.

"Who knows, Qin. You might want to try fighting it. The proprietress ignored him no more, but took out a thick history book and read it to herself.

Jiang Qin didn't seem to be so frightened and helpless, he just slowly relaxed the muscles of his whole body, and then suddenly kissed the boss lady.

"If I can't die in a month, you marry me." Jiang Qin's blazing gaze was like the remaining sun, staring at her scorchingly, as if he wanted to melt the frost on the outside of the proprietress .

"Yes, I promise you." The proprietress's golden pupils also reflected the brilliant brilliance, and her ruthless and dangerous aura like a snake was not weaker than Jiang Qin's.

Jiang Qin got up and was about to leave, but the proprietress suddenly stopped him.

"Qin, wait a minute. That fox friend of yours asked me to give this to you. She pulled out an oilcloth bag, and when she untied it, inside was a gilded revolver.

"Is it Jaeger? Why is he suddenly going to give me something? Jiang Qin took the revolver and said strangely.

The revolver is heavy, about three kilograms. The high-quality soft leather used for the handle of the gun is hard to say what race it comes from. The quaint pattern is embellished on the barrel and looks like a fine craft.

"It was an invitation to both of us to attend his birthday in Rome a month later. It just so happened to be the date you were going to die. The proprietress narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she was a little sleepy, and she said extremely badly, "It seems that Rome will be your burial place, and that place has good feng shui." ”

Jiang Qin was so angry with her that she simply threatened and threatened: "In a month, see how I educate you!" ”

"I'll wait, there's still ...... It's raining outside, and there's an umbrella at the door, you can use it, but don't die today. The proprietress tilted her head slightly and reminded

"Hmm." Jiang Qin left without looking back.

The proprietress looked at his back and pulled out a book from the bookcase behind her, titled "Prophecy".

She read softly: "In the summer of 2030, the white wolf will see Jiang Qin again and ...... Rekindling old love? And then ......"

The proprietress seemed to think that she had seen it wrong, she first rubbed her eyes, and then read it slowly, her face getting darker and darker, as if she had been robbed of a man.

"I might need to be proactive."

She took out a yellowed bronze mirror rarely, stared at herself in the mirror with some unconfidence, and felt a little gloomy.

She tried to hook the corners of her mouth with her fingers, but her expression looked like an eerie sneer.

Black smooth snake scales slowly appeared in the corner of the side of her eye, near her temple, and the phantom of a black snake hovered in the crowded bookstore, cold and terrifying.

"It should be good, it's always a little better than the white wolf...... Right? ”