【Hua Ning】Throat seal

Baxun Ningning was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

She turned over and sat up in a half-dream and half-awake state, with her eyes closed, she reached out to touch the lamp on the cabinet—fingers swept over the cold tabletop for a while, but she couldn't find it, then touched it again, but still nothing.

It seemed that a boy's voice could be heard in a daze, it was very low, and it fell into her ears with the faint sound of wind, whispering like insects buzzing.Baxun Ningning opened his eyes suddenly, most of the sleepiness dissipated.Before her eyes was a strange ceiling, a strange lampshade, and even the pattern of the bedding was strange—this was not her room—or rather, it was not the room that the housekeeper grandpa had arranged for her.On the red sandalwood table she touched just now was an upside-down book, and a stick with peeling paint was propped beside it. The pillow was sunken in one place, and there was still a bit of residual warmth.

This is Hanako's room.

She looked up, and there was a faint shadow on the balcony. Hanako was leaning against the French window with her back facing her, talking on the phone in a low voice.

He was wearing the nightgown that could barely cover his knees, his skin was almost transparent under the moonlight, the biting cold wind came in in the first month, and the corners of the clothes fluttered, showing off the body covered by the loose material—— Too thin, like the wind will fall apart.

She buried her face in the pillow again, turned over, and rolled back into the warm blanket. Hanako sneered and raised her volume slightly.

"...It doesn't matter, let them try if they can do it."

He continued: "Well, well, I understand... prepare the car, I'll go there now."

"Eight finds?"

Hanako put the phone in her pocket, and grabbed the cane beside the low table: "Did I wake you up?"

Looking back, I watched him neatly put on the windbreaker, put the gun stock behind his waist, his short fluffy and messy hair was suppressed by the top hat, revealing a pair of eyes that shone in the moonlight, like a new sharp knife. dagger.

"You fell asleep at the end of singing, and I'll put you in bed." He couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't worry, although Baxun's carrot has been sticking to me to hug me, we are innocent and nothing happened. "

Baxun's face suddenly heated up: "I, I didn't ask this... And who is Seluobo talking about!"

"Well, I'm going out for a while." He rubbed her head as if coaxing a child, and the ugly tangerine who was woken up yelped twice, and burrowed under the quilt, "What's the matter?" Just tell the waiter, don't leave this mansion, wait until I come back."

The little girl stopped talking and let him mess up her braided long hair. She huddled under the quilt and remained silent for a moment, then asked tentatively, "...is it a dangerous thing?"

"Yes," Hanako tied her bow tie and pondered briefly, "it's a very dangerous thing."

He opened the door without looking back: "So I hope Baxun won't get involved."