Half a month later, a shiny black sedan drove into the urban area of Gangqiao City, at this time night had fallen, the moon rose in the east, and the stars were getting brighter.

At night, the city is dark and cold, and the tall buildings are just decorations, without the slightest light, only the bleak street lamps on the ground emit a faint light.

"Is the boss going back to the castle villa or?" Di Dahu asked.

The man in the back seat lay on his back on the seat, rubbed his temples with his fingers and closed his eyes, and his eyes didn't open when he heard the words, as if he hadn't woken up, and said lazily: "What time is it today?" ”

"Today is ...... April 8th. After speaking, Di Dahu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Okay boss, I'll turn around and go to the rose garden." ”

……

The night was thick, the dark blue night sky was wrinkled with dark clouds, the cool wind swept through a rose garden like a sea of blood, and when countless flowers swayed messily, the white curtains on the top floor of the church gently floated, disturbing the candles in the top pavilion to fall ghostly shadows.

The spacious pavilion was brightly lit, and a transparent ice coffin was placed on the circular altar in the center, and a man with an ordinary appearance but a gentle and kind temperament was sleeping in the ice coffin.

And there was also a person sleeping on the jade steps outside the ice coffin, the man was wearing a white shirt with black trousers, his peach blossom eyes were narrow and long, his lips were gorgeous, and his face was as handsome as a demon.

His facial features are profound, and when no one else is present, he will not smile, and when he tears off the empty mask, his expression looks gloomy and cold.

Today is the eldest brother's sacrifice day, Ji Mingchen just came here to sit with the eldest brother for a while, but unexpectedly fell asleep like this.

I also had a dream, and it was when I was a child again.

The picture is fragmented, one by one, frame by frame, all of which are his past.

When the toddler comes home from school, his father is busy with his studies in the basement, and his mother is always staring at the TV with a cold face, drinking bitter coffee.

The huge villa is deserted, and in the whole family, only his brother is good to him, cares about his life, tutors him with homework, and teaches him the principles of life.

The elder brother is kind-hearted, likes white, likes to smile, and when he was a teenager, he always wore a clean white shirt and crisp suit pants, like a little adult, taking on the responsibility of taking care of his younger brother.

The elder brother always squatted down in front of him and said with a smile: "There is no parent in this world who does not love his child, Dad loves you, and Mom loves you too." ”

"Dad is just too busy with work, Mom is just having a conflict with Dad, they love you very much, little Achen, don't think about it......"

But white lies shatter like mirrors, turning into cold corpses and cruel and bloody blades.

My brother died, on the table in my father's laboratory.

Mom went crazy and stabbed him into a sieve with a dagger.

"You little bastard, little bastard! It's all you!! You killed your brother!! ”

"Do you have a heart!! He is so good to you, do you have a heart......"

The room was dim, the curtains were in the dim light, and the mad woman grabbed the little boy by the neck and stabbed him again and again, blood splattered on her hideous face, blurring her face so blurred that she couldn't see it clearly.

The little boy who was pressed on the cold floor tiles spat blood from his mouth, his beautiful eyelashes were stained with blood, his little face was pale, his lips moved, and he cried out in sadness and pain: "...... Mom. ”

“……”

When Ji Mingchen woke up from the nightmare, all the candles in the roof of the church were blown out, the purple lightning outside the window tore the sky, the white light reflected the roses in the garden outside the window, and the roaring thunder came slowly in the distance.

Because of the rain, the sky was dark and uncertain, and it was a bit confusing, and it was impossible to tell whether it was early morning or evening.

He felt a splitting headache and got up and took the transparent umbrella next to his desk and went downstairs.

When he came out of the rose garden, the wind blew the branches and leaves, and the thorny thorns swayed, piercing the back of the man's cold white hand.

Looking at the bright red blood droplets, Ji Mingchen's eyes moved slightly, and his slender fingers with distinct bones stretched out a transparent umbrella decorated with raindrops and picked this rose.

Back at the castle villa, Ji Mingchen got out of the car and asked Steward Zhou, who was talking on the side, with a smile: "How is it?" How is Miss Yao recovering from her injuries? ”

Steward Zhou didn't expect Chief Ming to ask about this when he came back, and he was stunned for a while.

After not hearing a reply for a long time, Ji Mingchen turned around: "Huh? ”

Steward Zhou bowed his head and said truthfully: "Miss Yao is gone, I went to the garden to supervise their delivery of goods that day, and when I came back, the person was gone, and later I learned that the person was taken away by Miss Wei." ”

Ji Mingchen still looked at him with a smile and didn't speak.

Steward Zhou was inexplicably nervous, and the sleeves of his suit were crumpled: "Miss Wei originally wanted to send people out of the city, but somehow lost them halfway, so I asked Captain He to take people to find them, and all areas of Gangqiao City have searched for them, but they have not been found." ”

After Steward Zhou finished speaking, he secretly raised his eyes, trying to look at the man's expression, but he forgot that most of the time, Chief Ming was a person who couldn't distinguish his joy and anger from his expression.

Ji Mingchen's expression remained unchanged, and he only asked softly, "When is it?" ”