Enchanter

Chapter [-]: The Treacherous Woman

But for some reason, when she looked into the girl's eyes, she couldn't feel a trace of danger. She subconsciously told herself that the girl was safe and she was just a singer.

After the Yellow Crane Tower said this, he realized that something was wrong.

There's really something wrong with the girl.he thought so.

But his eyes couldn't help looking at her again, those beautiful long eyelashes were like a small brush, brushing back and forth in his heart, tickling.

He couldn't help but look up again.

In those black eyes covered with long eyelashes, two lines of tears actually flowed out, just looking at him like that.

Yin Hui was stunned, he was sure that the girl was looking at him, indeed looking at him.That pitiful look made him feel distressed.

"What's the matter?" He panicked, never feeling this way before.I have seen many girls, and I can't count the girls who are more miserable than the singer, but why are you full of pity for this girl?

In order to get rid of this irritability, he grabbed the business card on the table and rubbed it in his hand, maybe this could divert his attention.

But the moment her fingers touched the business card, the compassion for the girl in her heart became stronger, making her wish she could step onto the stage, rescue the girl, and protect her for the rest of her life.

"Yin Hui, what's wrong with you?" The scalpel also noticed something was wrong with Yin Hui, and patted him on the shoulder.

Snapped!

Yin Hui, who woke up from his dementia, turned around in a hurry and accidentally bumped into the precious wine glass on the table. The wine glass and the wine inside spilled on the floor, and the red wine spread along the carpet.

"My head hurts, I'm leaving first." Yin Hui, who realized that something was wrong with him, hurriedly stood up, left the table and walked to the door with big strides.

Ke Daonan hurriedly chased after him: "Yin Hui, are you okay?"

He nodded, and then leaned on Cordonen's ear and said, "Pay attention to that singer, she seems to have some connection with Christianity."

Cordonan was startled for a moment, then nodded.

Seeing Yin Hui's leaving figure disappearing at the door, he returned to his seat decadently.

"What happened to him?" Demoman Sun Dong asked while looking at the singer with great interest.

He has been looking at the showgirl all the time, but he has no other thoughts in his heart except for the wonderful vision.

He took a taxi back, thinking about that suspicious look all the way.

What did those eyes say to me?Why do you feel so strongly about yourself?Is it love at first sight?

No, all he had in his heart was Tang Yan, even if it was a time signature, he wouldn't be able to capture that singer.Ouyang Xue, Conan Doyle, and Shen Feifei are all lined up in their hearts.

So that look is magical?

He wasn't sure, but he didn't dare to deny it, he just moved his eyes out of the window, maybe this could divert his attention.

The flashing scenery outside the window made his eyes overwhelmed.But the shadow of those eyes still flickered in my mind.Blinking and blinking, two lines of hot tears flowed out, flowing slowly from his heart to the bottom of his heart, which made his heart ache.

He had no choice but to look back and look forward.

In the rearview mirror, two eyes stared straight at him.It was that kind of look again, still full of infinite pity, which made him unable to avoid it.Even though he knew full well that those eyes were just a reflection of his own.

"Master, use a cigarette to smoke." Perhaps cigarettes can take away this restless feeling in the body.

The master driver looked at Yin Hui, smiled kindly, freed one hand to grope around the car's city defense items, and finally threw a pack of cigarettes to Yin Hui: "The company stipulates that smoking is not allowed in the car, but It’s okay, please order one for brother.”

Yin Hui saw the simple and honest driver's smile from the rearview mirror, nodded, lit two cigarettes, and handed one to the driver.

"Brother, are you in love?" The old driver took a sip of the cigarette, and then asked.

"In love? How do you know?"

"I've seen a lot of lost souls like you, who are tortured by love. Listen to my advice, what should be yours is yours, and you can't hide it. If it's not yours, it's not yours. You can't force it." You can’t ask for it. It’s better to let nature take its course, you don’t have to worry about it every day, you don’t have to worry about it every day, and you can confess it if you like it. The result is determined by Yue Lao, and you can’t change this fact.”

"Desperate? Am I despondent?" He didn't hear the last few words of the driver, and he kept thinking about the word "destroyed": "I've always been full of energy, and no matter how hard I suffer, I won't be despondent , but what happened today..."

Subconsciously, the cigarette butt in his hand was stuffed into his mouth.He took a deep breath.However, the thick and choking smoke actually entered the esophagus, causing him to cough for a while, and the tears almost fell from the coughing.

"Okay, here we are." The driver stepped on the brake.

The brakes came too fast, and Yin Hui couldn't sit still, and his body flew forward.Fortunately, the master driver stretched out a hand to stop him, so he didn't hit the windshield.

"Young man, if you like her, go and tell him, there's no need to torture yourself like this." The driver persuaded him nicely.

Yin Hui nodded, took out the money in a hurry, handed it to the driver, and got out of the car in a hurry.

The driver master gave him a faint smile and drove away.

"I'm in love? Cut, what a big joke." He smiled wryly, turned and walked into the narrow corridor.

This is the place he rented for Tang Yan. Although it is not luxurious, it can feel the warmth of home.

He walked to the door, and the deserted corridor was pitch black. He held back his breath and went up.

When he finally groped for the doorknob under the dim light, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that perhaps this door could isolate that feeling from the outside.

Teng Teng Teng Teng.

There was a rush of footsteps on the stairs above.She froze for a moment, then suddenly thought of a person, Lan Ting.

He didn't seem to have seen the Blue Pavilion since the last time he parted at the haunted abandoned factory.I don't know how she is recovering now.

The action of unlocking the lock was deliberately slowed down, he wanted to see if the person coming down from upstairs was actually Lanting.

A delicate white dress first flashed at the stairway, followed by a pair of pure white feet, ### stockings radiated radiance under the shining light.

Soon, as the white skirt came down the stairs, he saw that exquisite, pure and lovely face.It was none other than Lanting.

"Lan Ting?" He called out.

Lan Ting glanced down, just in time to see Yin Hui, excitedly wanted to jump down from the stairs: "It's you, where have you been hiding these days, I still have a lot of questions to ask you."

"question?"

"Yes."

"Well, anyway, I have time now, come down and ask." He opened the door and walked in.