The actor's honey lover

It wasn't raining at all outside.

There was no moon and no light, and the sky was as dark as a cloud of ink.

Bai Er was not blind either, so he naturally noticed that the bouquet girl was looking at his hand, and as soon as he got in the car, he grabbed the knife and asked, "She, did she recognize me?"

"Ah."

Xiaodao frowned, and whispered to the driver to drive.

The car starts slowly, and the bar signboard emits a faint green light. Against the backdrop of the dense night, it looks like a lantern lit with will-o'-the-wisps, going further and further away.

Even though the car was fully heated, Bai Er felt inexplicably cold on the soles of his feet, and asked Xiaodao again: "She won't think of a way to punish me, will she?"

"Sure, they are already dead." Xiaodao said suddenly.

"What, what?"

Bai Er was so startled that he almost jumped up, but the driver in the front seat didn't take it seriously and drove calmly.

Xiaodao explained blankly: "When I passed by them just now, I didn't smell any living people's breath."

"Then, will Shen Qingyi and the others be in danger?"

"No, they may not know that they are dead."

Xiao Dao paused, turned his head to look at Bai Er, a blunt smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a bit teasing: "You know some puppetry at least, you are afraid of those things, right?"

His skin looked paler and colorless in the dark compartment, and the black suit blended into the dark night again. It felt like looking at a human leather face with expression hanging in the air.

"...No, not afraid."

Bai Er lowered his thin eyelids, and saw a hand that was as white as an ice sculpture carelessly fiddling with buttons, his small mouth shrunk, and he almost cried.

Compared to the two newly dead ghosts, the unknown creature in front of him and the movie star Jian Da should really be scary, right?

Beilin Garden.

Jian Xingze's broad shoulders were leaning on the carved wooden chair, her long hair was flowing freely, her long legs were unrestrainedly open, her posture was comfortable and loose, but her face was as dark as the night.

On the gloomy wooden carved table, there was a ceramic ashtray, which was full of cigarette butts, and the cigarette case beside it was opened, and there was still the last cigarette left.

Xiao Wei and the butler stood beside him tremblingly, bowing their heads and not daring to say a word.

The man shakes out the cigarette irritably, the tail of the cigarette has obvious traces of burning, it is the one he snuffed out in front of Bai Er at the entrance of the mental hospital.

The housekeeper couldn't stand it anymore, and whispered: "Xiaowei, now that technology is so advanced, if you want to be alone but can't see you, what can you do?"

"Of course it's phone calls, text messages, videos, WeChat, QQ...it's all fine..." Xiaowei choked and said, but glanced at Jian Xingze with big eyes.

Jian Xingze was unmoved, and he didn't know why he was so stubborn, so he lit the cigarette coldly.

The door opened.

Xiaodao entered the room, glanced at the ashtray on the table, frowned slightly, pulled Bai Er in, and said lightly: "Boss, I brought it back."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Jian Xingze's reaction, he rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and sneered away.

Seeing this, Xiaowei hurriedly made an excuse: "Boss, I, I should go apply a mask. I haven't slept well in the past two days, and my wrinkles have appeared..."

The housekeeper echoed: "Oh, my waist, Xiaowei, help me, my waist seems to be twisted..."

The two sang together and left with shoulders crossed.

Bai Er noticed that Jian Xingze's face was too ugly, glanced at the ashtray, and noticed that the table was carved from gloomy wood, his heart trembled.

What is gloomy wood? To put it bluntly, it is used to make coffin boards for the dead, and it can accumulate yin and absorb evil spirits to raise corpses.

Bai Er felt his hair stand on end, and said to him politely: "Jane, Mr. Jane, I, I also went to rest..."

Jian Xingze took a deep breath, "Where did you go? Smell of perfume?"

Bai Er was startled, is he a dog nose?Can you smell it this far?

Moved two small steps against the door, and smiled awkwardly: "The bar."

"Is it fun?"

Jian Xingze exhaled misty mist, and his eyes pierced coldly through the veil, like a sharp knife.

Bai Er's heart thumped inexplicably, and his fingertips curled up tightly to hook the corner of his clothes, "It's okay."

"Who did you go with?"

Not daring to say anything about Shen Qingyi, just answering: "My former classmate, classmate..."

"Your classmate has good taste, and still wears women's perfume?"

Can you smell this? ? ?

"Uh, there are two girls..."

"Really? What's their name?"

"what?"

"Isn't it your classmate? Don't even know the name?"

Bai Er almost knelt down to him, "Brother, please forgive me, I went with Xiaodao, I swear, I never did anything to offend you!"

Jian Xingze was a little satisfied, the corner of his mouth cracked into a nasty arc, he picked up the cigarette and patted his thigh, "Come and sit."

What is he trying to do, smoke so much and ask me to sit there?

You don't want to kiss me, do you?

Thinking this way in my heart, but I didn't dare to disobey, I stomped over in small steps, and sat on the man's thigh like a shy little lady.

The man grabbed his very thin waist with one hand, hooked his tightly closed knees with the other hand, pulled and pulled brutally, and abruptly opened the slender legs wrapped in the jeans, breaking him into a pair of sitting face to face. Posture, alienated and indifferent command: "Kiss me."

Bai Er felt that his legs were torn apart by him, and his waist was broken, and he twitched slightly in pain, but he had to raise his neck, and pressed his lips against his unwillingly.

The slender arms clasped the man's straight neck, and sucked the man's lips clumsily, allowing the bitter and spicy smell of tobacco and wine to soak into the mouth, the more the kiss became more bitter, the more the kiss became hotter.

In the end, I couldn't hold back and fell into tears.

The man showed no mercy, grabbed his hair roughly, and dragged him away, his eyes were full of ferocious beasts, "I asked you to kiss me, but you actually cried? Is that why you hate me?"

"……no,"

There was a tearing pain from the scalp, and Bai Er cried even harder, "Smoke, so spicy...you drank wine..."

He still couldn't see him crying.

Scattered fragments flashed through my mind, the young man with messy hair and disheveled clothes, showing his shallow and thin back with butterfly bones, lying under him, gnashing his teeth and crying, screaming hoarsely: Bastard, beast, I will kill you...

Probably the crying person in front of him was in the same state of mind as he was at that time, and he wanted to kill himself.

No matter how hard he tried, he hated me from beginning to end.

Throwing him away, the man seemed to be very tired, turned sideways, curled his long fingers slightly, and pressed them against his forehead, unwilling to look at him again, and said in a very weak voice, "Go and rest."

Bai Er didn't know what was going on in him at all, he didn't dare to ask anything, he didn't even dare to groan in pain, he responded with all his strength: "Yes."

Then he ran upstairs as if fleeing.

As soon as the door was closed, the whole person collapsed and leaned against the door panel. Is he crazy?

I want to go to Four Eyes Boy, but Four Eyes Boy doesn't agree?

There's no reason, people like him will definitely rush to let him fuck!

Could it be because I came back late?

Or was it because of me that he rejected Four-Eyed Boy?

... So, he probably fell in love with me, right?