I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

A car was parked on the side of the road, the windows of the car were slowly lowered, and the people in the car waved to him friendly.

There are very few men with such good-looking long hair, but this man is indeed one of them, and he is quite suitable. He looks beautiful but not feminine, and even has a fashionable but cool feeling like a model.

But it was just that skin, the moment Feng Ci saw him, he thought of the sick and sinful smile on this man's lips in the middle of the night on the street.

a neurosis.

But it was strange that Feng Ci was not afraid of him, even though this man was a killer with blood on his hands, on the contrary, as soon as he saw him, his bones began to stir, commotion, unstoppable, and an indescribable bloodthirsty desire.

This unusually excited feeling made him both strange and vaguely familiar.

He stood where he was, "Where's Qiao Xin?"

The car door was opened, and the man stepped down with long legs, followed by a well-tailored long black windbreaker. He wore white gloves, which were already mottled with blood.

He took off his gloves and threw them on the car, with a lazy voice, "Don't worry, he's not dead."

He glanced sideways at Feng Ci, with a smile on his lips, and said in an unclear tone, "The appearance fee of a big star is really high."

Feng Ci raised the corner of his lower lip, without warmth, "Nonsense."

Gu Yan chuckled lightly, and took out a dozen cans of beer from the back seat, "Since the appearance fee has been paid, why not have a drink with me."

Feng Ci put his hands in his pockets, and glanced at this man calmly, "It's too cold, I don't want to drink."

Gu Yan frowned slightly, as if displeased, but he didn't get angry, and he didn't look at Feng Ci. Instead, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then his eyebrows curled up, "Then let's drink hot beer."

Feng Ci looked at him, "Okay, you go get it."

Gu Yan took out his mobile phone, "Then I'll order takeaway."

"..."

Feng Ci was a little skeptical that the person on the phone just now was the same person as this person.

He didn't speak until Gu Yan walked up to him with a beer, and sat on the side of the road without hesitation, with one leg propped up, in a loose posture, and patted the seat next to him, "Sit down, I won't kill you for now."

Feng Ci clicked his tongue and sat down with a very casual gesture, "You said that you toss and turn day and night because you are being hunted down."

"Gu Yan, someone wants you to die, you are no match."

Gu Yan took out a can of beer, pulled the buckle off, raised his head and took a few sips, rolling his Adam's apple a few times.

Squinting his eyes slightly, his tone was extremely cheerful, "Death is the battlefield I am after."

Looking at the empty street, Feng Ci casually replied, "Then why are you still alive?"

Gu Yan threw him a can of beer, "It's my right to choose when to enter."

"But your lover is disturbing me."

Feng Ci glanced at the beer in his hand. The temperature was very low, and he put it aside casually, "So you came to me for help."

"No," Gu Yan sized him up with sideways eyes, a smile slowly formed on his lips, "I have other ideas."

His eyes brightened slightly, "As long as you are in pain, he will be in pain too, even to the point of despair and may die at any time."

"He can no longer suppress others, everyone, and by then, anyone can kill him, and he will die in the hands of the weakest person in the end."

Thinking of this, he even laughed, his tone faintly excited, "What do you think of this method?"

Feng Ci's expression remained unchanged, "I also have a way."

"any solution?"

"Go to hell."

Gu Yan stared at him with burning eyes, "Don't you want to know what your lover said to me?"

"He wants me to kill your sister."

The corner of his lips slowly pulled out a flamboyant and sinful smile, "Then I will kill you."

He looked into Feng Ci's eyes, and said word by word, slowly, "He wants you to become a vegetable, able to breathe and have a heartbeat, but unable to continue thinking, and wants you to stay in this moment forever."

"I will always stay at this moment when I like him."

Feng Ci's face was calm, and he was even in the mood to open the beer and take a sip, "Sounds good."

"People's hearts don't change, time keeps forever, and collections don't fade."

"Such eternal love, I suggest you try it too."

With a beer in his hand, Gu Yan bumped into Feng Ci's, with an attitude of being humble and receptive, "I will think about it."

After each drank a can of beer, the two looked up at the stars in the sky.

The starlight is beautiful, bright and gorgeous, spreading across the entire night sky.

It has already entered autumn, and the temperature drops at night.

He just drank cold beer, his stomach was cold, and the air he inhaled was also cold, so he wasn't half drunk.

Until Gu Yan said, "I killed your sister."

is a declarative sentence.

It is estimated that the next sentence is a question, why did the damned person suddenly live?

This is a bit of a shock to the three views of this Mr. Killer, although this person's three views are not correct at all.

Feng Ci retorted, "You are dreaming."

"Believe it or not, I killed you once, but you are still alive."

Gu Yan smiled, "Impossible, I never dream."

Feng Ci pulled his lips, "You don't believe in dreams, so what if you say it."

Gu Yan looked at him, "It seems that you are not an atheist."

Feng Ci looked up at the sky, "I heard that every time a star falls, a person dies, but there are still so many stars, and the population is still growing."

"Everyone will talk about empty teeth, and see who is more able to talk about whether there is a god."

Gu Yan smiled lightly, "I like your appearance, you look the least human right now."

"Like a ghost that no one takes in."

His tone was very light, "Someone grabbed your feet, in order not to let you leave, they bound you up and down with chains, long and thin silver chains, you can't feel pain, but everything about you is losing .”

"Loved, hated, liked, loathed, layer by layer peeled away from you until you were a perfect collection to be admired, branded and stamped with someone else's imprint."

"You can never leave again."

Feng Ci nodded, "That's a good speech, let's have another one."

Gu Yan continued, "Did the location of the takeaway just now be written wrong?"

Feng Ci shrugged, "I don't know."

Gu Yan sighed, "I really want to eat now, the best is barbecue. Soak the skewered meat skewers in water with onion slices for 15 minutes, and then grill them next to the charcoal fire. The meat will sizzle under high temperature. It starts to curl with oil, sprinkle coarse salt, and drip a little lemon juice until it becomes golden oily, you can sprinkle some cumin powder, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, exuding an irresistible temptation."

"One plate is not enough, and I need cold beer. The temperature doesn't need to be high, as long as the ice temperature is around zero."

Feng Ci was silent for a while, "Change the channel."

Gu Yan didn't care at all, with a smile on his face, he even started humming a song.

Very strange tune.

Fengci vaguely felt that he had heard it somewhere.

But every time the rhythm picks up and is about to reach the most exciting place, the tune stops, and then returns to the beginning to repeat, and so on, and it stops at the same beat every time.

Feng Ci felt a little uncomfortable hearing it, and interrupted him expressionlessly, "Stop."

Gu Yan looked at him with crooked eyebrows, "Isn't it nice?"

Feng Ci smiled, "You have a good sense of rhythm."

The smile on Gu Yan's face deepened, and he picked up the beer from the ground, "Drink another can, and I'll tell you the answer you want."

He looks a lot more normal this way.

Feng Ci pulled his lower lip, "I'm sorry, I came to see how you died."

Gu Yan sighed softly, "Mr. Feng really has no curiosity at all, your father was not like that back then."

Feng Ci picked up the can, pulled the tab, and poured it down in one breath.

When he put it down, there was only the empty can.

"What do you want to say."

Gu Yan slowly approached him, with a deceptive soft tone, "He died in front of you."

"He wanted to take a look at you, but he couldn't find you, because you hid in a dark corner, and he was bleeding more and more, until he couldn't stand anymore, until He fell to the ground all over."

"As you watched him standing with the murderer, do you feel that the murderer is very familiar? His face, his body, and every expression of his are so familiar that you can see him every day. , hug him, kiss him, even fall in love with him."

Feng Ci stood up, without any change in expression, he looked down at this person, and said indifferently, "Gu Yan, you should go."

Gu Yan didn't get up, but raised his head, his neck was slender and elegant, and in his dark eyes, there was a careless look of compassion that seemed to be superior.

He smiled softly at Feng Ci.

He said something.

The voice was very low, gradually getting lower.

After speaking, the body slowly fell backwards.

A flower of blood bloomed on his chest.

Spreading and blooming, flowing out cheerfully along the lines of the body.

The black trench coat was dip-dyed to an unbelievably dark color.

He still had a smile on his face, a very light smile.

His gaze seems to be staring at the starry sky, and also seems to be looking at a farther away place that will never be reached.

Until his eyes gradually dimmed.

It was pitch black.

Feng Ci turned around, Yan Yuxiu appeared not far away at some time, standing on the empty street.

The leaves rustled, the street lamps were dim, and the bright starlight sprinkled generously on his shoulders, and the tips of his hair seemed to be covered with a layer of pale glow, making him extraordinarily cold and alienated.

This person looks the least human at this time.

Like a ghost.

Crawling out of the abyss, with a bloody smell, cold and hopeless.

Gu Yan said so much nonsense, although he himself is nervous, he is not a person who seeks death.

Feng Ci guessed that he really wanted to ask him for help at first, because the first four words of the two messages were "Call for help and transfer."

But later he gave up, probably because Yan Xixiu would not let him go.

The reason why he has been kept until now is because of A Yu.

Feng Ci once heard Qin He say that the person who was simply killed by their boss is very lucky, because once he can't die, what is waiting for him next is the real one who can't survive.

No one dared to betray this man.

Feng Ci walked towards him.

Yan Yuxiu's eyes kept on him, watching the man approach step by step until he stood in front of him.

Feng Ci asked, "Is it cold?"

Yan Yuxiu looked at him with deep eyes, for a long time, "Do you think I have a good temper?"

Feng Ci smiled, very nicely.

"Yes."

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