0p0 Chapter 109 Cannon Fodder Writer (6)
Chapter 109 Cannon Fodder Writer (6)
On the third floor, Sui Yu’s room.
"Come out." Xie Feiqing knocked on the bed. Moisture vapor covered his finger bones, and water droplets condensed and rolled down through his fingers.
The fishy smell of water gradually became stronger.
The dark shadow that appeared beside Sui Yu's bed last night flowed out from the mirror and gathered into a vaguely recognizable human figure.
The black shadow no longer cared about the bed and circled around the sofa within the range of the small table lamp, but it seemed to be blocked outside by something and could not enter the light circle at all.
"Don't cause trouble before the party starts."
The cold warning was full of oppression and threats.
The black shadow was pressed down by an invisible force, crawling on the ground, and did not get up. It stuck itself to the light curtain, making a "sizzling" sound of burning flesh.
"Gu actually lied to me, why did he touch my Sui Sui?"
It seemed as if he was suppressing the pain. Even with the most gentle touch, the paranoia and coldness could not be ignored, and he questioned her sinisterly.
"Then you should go find him instead of moving around here without permission." Xie Feiqing had a yellow talisman on his palm, and he suddenly moved his hand to fan away the black shadow that had been scorched and reduced by several inches.
Flying back several meters, the shadows disintegrated and merged together again. "I said, only if you achieve your goal will you go to the underworld as you wish."
A gloomy voice sounded, and even though it was suppressing pain, it did not reduce the threat in the slightest, "Otherwise... everyone here will be buried with you."
Xie Feiqing didn't answer him. With a wave of his hand, the black shadow was sent back into the mirror, and the gloomy feeling in the room suddenly dissipated a lot.
Taking out a tissue to wipe away the water droplets on his fingertips, Xie Feiqing took out a handkerchief from the pocket over his chest.
There are two butterflies embroidered in the corner, one is jet black and larger, shining with starlight.
A white butterfly fluttered inside, slender and graceful, and was wrapped and protected by the black butterfly.
As his fingertips caressed the white butterfly, Xie Feiqing's eyes were full of tenderness. Only when he was alone did he reveal a little bit of human emotion.
He will definitely protect those he wants to protect.
No matter whether it is people or things, nothing can stop it.
He opened the curtains in the room, but what appeared before him was a wall. He had to look up to see a small glass window that was not closed tightly.
The rain was pouring down, wetting the outside of the curtains. Fortunately, the material was waterproof, so the water didn't get through and enter the house.
The humidity in the room is also due to this reason.
Xie Feiqing turned around and walked out of the room. The mark he had drawn on the door appeared, emitting a faint light in the slightly dim corridor.
Faint, but lasts for a long time.
..............
Gu on the first floor completed all the tasks quickly and efficiently, with his sleeves rolled up above his elbows.
The exposed forearms were probably exposed to the sun frequently, as they were a very healthy wheat color. When he took the tissue handed to him by Sui Yu to wipe the sweat, his snow-white and translucent little hand accidentally touched his palm, and a hidden blush appeared on it.
Liu Rong is simply unbearable to watch. She used to be so attractive to Sui Sui, why is she still using the same old tricks now?
Won't they be updated?
It's really outdated.
It’s a good thing that Gu Jing has a good figure and good looks. If someone more ordinary came, it probably wouldn’t be a good scene.
"Are you tired every year?"
Someone who worked all morning asked someone who had sat and done little all morning if they were tired...
Others are already somewhat used to it. After breaking up, the ex-boyfriend wants to win back the beautiful woman. Such a person is definitely a love-brained person, so it is not surprising to think so.
Xie Feiqing walked down the stairs, looking at Sui Yu with cold eyes, but he spoke rudely to Gu Jing, "Are you mentally ill now?"
Otherwise, how could you ask such a low-level question.
Liu Rong frowned, pursed her lips and stepped back. Wang Qi seemed to sense the unknown meaning spreading and quietly walked to the side.
The rain was still falling outside, and the stained glass above my head was dripping with a lot of noise.
In addition to the main building where everyone lives, the castle also has a pavilion connected to the small building, all covered with stained glass, vaguely reflecting the colors outside.
It was gray and covered with dust, and no one took care of it.
It is indeed too old. The last time someone came here was three years ago.
Xie Feiqing stood in the archway, a little far away from Gu Jing and the others in the Yang Pavilion. Looking at him this way, the light and shadow half-obscured his angular profile, casting a black edge on it.
A cold and damp feeling hit me.
Gu Jing stood up from his half-squatting position, his tall figure straightened up, and looked back from a distance, his tone mocking, "That's not like you. I got sick three years ago. I have a disease... and I can cure it."
The answer was pointed and had a hint of jealousy, which was easily discerned by those listening nearby.
Thinking of the fierce fight between the two three years ago, Wang Qi was still tenacious. He stepped forward and changed the subject with a few words, thus resolving the situation.
By this time, it was almost time for lunch, and everyone went to the kitchen.
Sui Yu also wanted to follow, but before she could move, Liu Rong complained casually, "Why am I still the only one who can cook~", which made her stop.
If you can't cook, it would be weird to force yourself into the kitchen.
It's also weird standing here.
Sui Yu glanced at the two men who stood there without retreating, with sparks faintly flying in the air, and didn't want to go back to the room that made her feel uncomfortable.
After looking around, I decided to walk towards the small building connected to the Yangting.
I don’t know if the two people were fighting so hard that they didn’t notice that there was no one following Sui Yu.
The pavilion is very long and square like a long box. When you look out from above while walking, you can only see a grayish color through the stained glass.
At most, the light is dim in places shaded by trees.
After walking about a hundred steps, Sui Yu stopped and turned to look at the main building. Gu Jing and the other person had already gone in.
She lowered her eyes silently, and found that Sui Yu had unconsciously left a few small crescent-shaped marks on the palm of her hand with her fingernails.
The sunken mark is white, but the area around it is particularly red due to congestion, showing an extremely fragile beauty.
Sui Yu's wide skirt covered her calves, and her skirt swayed slightly as she walked.
The door handle of the small building was the oldest one. It was not locked and was covered with a layer of dust. There were only a few messy palm prints on it. I guess it was made by Wang Qi and his friends when they temporarily piled up the supplies for the party.
The function of the small building in the ancient castle was either a place for servants to live or to store miscellaneous items.
This small building is also very large and doesn't look like a place just for storing junk. But when you push open the door and look up, there are no stairs at all.
The entire building was empty. Standing on the ground floor, one could see straight to the top of the tower, which looked like a familiar shape.
But... I can't figure out what it is yet.