Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

It was clearly midsummer, and the blood-colored setting sun at dusk was coming with a scorching heat wave, but Jiang Chi felt that his back was covered in white sweat for no reason.

A cold bead of sweat rolled down from the boy's snow-white forehead and fell into the deep collarbone fossa.

"Are you afraid of me?" Fu Zhiyu raised his childish face, and stared at him coldly with those dark eyes.

Under the gaze of such cold, snake-like eyes, Jiang Chi felt a sense of being stripped naked in broad daylight, and subconsciously shook his head with his back stiffened.

Jiang Chi's arms are fragrant, and the smooth muscles and bones are slightly cool. When he is hugged, it seems to melt into a pool of cool water in the scorching heat.

"I know, everyone is afraid of me." The child version of Fu Zhiyu curled his lips. Although he was only eight years old, he looked terribly oppressive. The blood that dried up on his face reflected him as if he had just recovered from the bloody The young devil crawled out of the afterbirth.

He stared gloomily at those innocent blue eyes, and grinned strangely.

An ominous premonition floated in Jiang Chi's heart.

"Wait..." Before he could stop it, the boy suddenly let out a sharp cry from his throat.

The precocious mask was broken by the boy unexpectedly, and he wept loudly, like any ordinary child who was frightened by the bloody scene, big tears rolled down his cheeks, and there was a smile in his faint black eyes. A cold smile.

It's really... a little sank...

Jiang Chi was taken aback by him, those who were still gathered in the hall were instantly attracted attention, the twilight was like blood, everyone's eyes were blurred under the backlight, it was so dark that even the facial features could not be seen clearly.

Jiang Chi was watched by a group of people who couldn't see his facial features clearly, and his back was almost drenched in cold sweat.

"I..." He opened his mouth helplessly, the child used his short arms to forcefully strangle the boy's icy-white slender neck as if threatening, and turned his head to face the luxuriously dressed boy with his blood-splattered face. men and women cry:

"Mom and Dad, help me!"

The man and woman who were still covering their faces and weeping suddenly froze. The boy let go of Jiang Chi's arms, turned around and staggered into the arms of the tall and thin woman.

"Fu Zhiyan is going to kill me! If this big brother hadn't saved me, I would have died!"

The boy was trembling all over, his face was pale, most of his face was wet with tears, his dark black eyes were soaked in the red sockets, he was a poor child who had been brutally tortured and managed to escape from death.

Jiang Chi blinked his eyes a little sluggishly, and it took him a long time to realize: "Fu Zhiyan, who is it?"

Is it Fu Zhiyu's twin brother?

The system screamed: "Be careful! Don't be caught by them!"

The woman whose face couldn't be seen clearly stepped on slender high-heeled shoes, bent down and stroked Jiang Chi's face, "they" seemed to not see Jiang Chi's frizzy ears and almost stiff tail, and they didn't care why they were in their own manor. A stranger will appear.

Cold fingers slowly brushed the boy's smooth side face, and the woman's voice contained a bit of unreasonable femininity: "You saved us Xiaoyu, we will, thank you very much."

Jiang Chi opened his eyes wide in panic, and swallowed.

The curled up body of Fu Zhiyan was casually thrown aside like garbage.

The cold limbs drooped limply, and the wide-open gray eyes stared at Fu Zhiyu who was surrounded in the center.

The man in Chinese clothes who couldn't see his face said lightly, "Take it as it is, you fell from the attic."

The woman caressed Fu Zhiyu's weeping face tenderly and lovingly, and said casually: "I was really scared to death, that little monster dared to do this to Xiao Yu, but fortunately our little Yu Fu had a big fate, and let that little monster suffer the consequences .”

"I have endured long enough to have such a strange thing, and finally solved it."

"Hurry up and ask the people below to deal with it while no one finds out."

It seemed that what they were discussing was not their own son who had just died, but some garbage that could finally be thrown away, and there was even a feeling of relief during the conversation.

Jiang Chi was held tightly by Fu Zhiyu, and he looked at the corpse wrapped in a black garbage bag in a daze. When the Fu family and his wife pushed him away under the pretext of being a lifesaver, he finally couldn't help shouting:

"Wait! What's the matter with that kid? Isn't he your son?"

The woman who was politely pushing the young man's shoulders suddenly stopped, her sharp fingertips almost piercing the little fox's thin flesh: "Where are there any children? You misread the guest, right?"

"It's easy to get dizzy when the weather is hot, hurry up and take the guests to the room to rest!"

Those people whose faces were covered with a cloud of black mist were rustling together. They couldn't see their faces clearly, but Jiang Chi could clearly hear what they were talking about:

"It's better for a freak to die earlier. Mr. and Mrs. are such a kind couple, how can there be such a big stain."

"The one who almost died was our young master. It's really scary."

"I heard that the appearance of death has become normal. I used to feel uncomfortable when I saw his snake-like eyes, and I didn't even want to go to deliver food."

"Don't say it's snake pupils, I saw disgusting scales on his body last time! This is obviously a devil! He was born to take revenge on Mr. and Mrs. It's really scary to see."

"You look evil, but you have an evil heart. You actually want to kill the innocent young master. You really deserve to die."

"Why does this little monster look exactly like our little master? I really feel sorry for our little master."

Jiang Chi was stunned.

monster?

snake?

Something flashed through his chaotic brain, Jiang Chi blinked blankly, feeling a little strangely familiar.

There must be some strange secret hidden here.

The young master of the Fu family, who was admired by all the stars, held his parents' hands and turned his head to look at the confused boy. A cold smile appeared on his young but handsome face.

Jiang Chi's mind went blank for an instant.

His mission is to save Fu Zhiyu.

But what if the current Fu Zhiyu is actually Fu Zhiyan?

But that boy was already dead, if the corpse was the real Fu Zhiyu, how would he save him?

Save a dead body?

Jiang Chi was about to be amused by his own thoughts.

A bold idea came to his mind.

Didn't the servants say that Fu Zhiyan has many snake scales on his body?Although I don't know why, the eyes of both of them look like normal people, but if it's Fu Zhiyu, it should be completely normal people's body, right?

The voices of the servants were quiet enough, but what they were facing was a fox whose hearing was so keen that it could beat all humans. As long as he wanted to, any whisper would not be able to hide from Jiang Chi's ears.

"Did you tell me what to do with the corpse?"

"It's too unlucky to be buried at home."

"It's not that they just acquired a real estate company. They seem to be planning to build an apartment complex, and the construction site seems to have just been excavated."

"If you throw it away, you won't be discovered. Just treat it as a 'pile' for them."

"If they were buried alive, they would all be dead."

"Never mind him, he's still a child anyway, almost done, hee hee."

Jiang Chi felt that his limbs were as cold as a corpse.

They were clearly talking about the most terrifying things, and everyone's tone sounded relaxed, as if they were chatting.This feeling of not taking human life seriously makes people want to vomit, as if their stomach is pinched by a hand, and there is a sour and salty bitterness on the tip of their tongue.

Of course Jiang Chi knew what laying piles meant. It was said that if the foundations of buildings in some places failed to be laid repeatedly, the construction site would think that they had offended the gods, and they would bury boys and girls alive in the ground as a sacrifice to the local gods. The smooth progress of the project.

To put it bluntly, it is a cruel living sacrifice that has continued from ancient times to the present.

The fate of twins born from the same mother's womb is so different that it is absurd to the point of horror.

Jiang Chi was brought into the luxuriously decorated guest room, and the servant who was also covered with a thick black mist politely told him to take a good rest. The illusion of being locked in a cage.

Incense was lit on the bedside table, and Jiang Chi smelled the familiar sandalwood scent, as if he had broken into an ancient temple with green lights, stepped on dead branches and fallen leaves, and walked to the main hall. Buddha, but an evil god who is evil and sycophant.

When the little fox finally realized why this scent was so familiar, he felt a thump in his heart, it's over, it's over.

This is what Ye You ordered at home, hypnotic incense.

Jiang Chi had a dream.

A, very, unrealistic dream.

He accidentally rescued an eight-year-old boy from the gangsters. In order to repay him, the boy's parents invited the boy who had no father or mother to live in his home.

He and the boy grew up together, read together, and later fell in love together logically.

Fu Zhiyu, who had grown into a handsome man, took out the ring and put it on Jiang Chi's slender knuckles, and looked affectionately at his own little fox with tender eyes that no one could bear to refuse: "Xiao Chi, are you willing to marry me?" ?"

"We can always, always be together and never be apart."

What a perfect, warm dream, like a romantic plot that only happens in bubble idol dramas.

If it is any poor person who yearns for love, he can't help but indulge in it, right?

Jiang Chi raised his eyelashes, and forcefully withdrew his fingers from the man's restraint.

He stared condescendingly at the half-kneeling man, his water-red lips parted slightly, revealing his sharp canine teeth: "Sorry, I refuse."

Fu Zhiyu still had a perfect smile on his face, his eyes were so soft that they could melt into a puddle of water: "Why, Xiao Chi?"

Jiang Chi hugged his arm, feeling that he must look like he deserved a beating right now.

Those icy blue eyes seemed to be filled with a glacier shining under the extremely clean sky, and the azure sea water gushed out along the cracked ice.

The little fox slowly opened the corners of his mouth, smiling childishly and wickedly. He was beautiful, provocative as well as seductive, and the tiny light spots on his brows and eyes were like the sparkling blue waves on the lake:

"There is no reason. If I have to give a reason, it is probably because the person I want to be with is Fu Zhiyu."

"And you are Fu Zhiyan."

"That's all."