Youhai Club.

Some time has passed since Qiong Guang's death, and everyone has tacitly agreed not to mention it again. New people have filled the vacant positions. The world will never stop just because one person leaves.

When Qi Yan arrived at the club, she had already lost interest. After riding a bicycle for ten kilometers, her legs were now weak.

The male model she had placed an order for earlier was a newcomer who had just arrived. He was reserved and shy. Although he had a good figure, he was more like a stick.

Qi Yan thought about it and decided to get rid of him and replace him with the familiar Liang Mu.

"Sister~" Liangmu opened the door of the private room and stuck out his furry head.

Qi Yan was lying on the sofa with a TV series on on her phone. While watching it, she casually responded: "Yeah."

Liangmu walked into the private room and sat obediently at the other end of the sofa without disturbing her. He waited for her instructions.

In fact, the club's services are not purely pornographic, but mostly focus on companionship. All male models will receive pre-job training to ensure that they provide customers with a comfortable and non-kitsch experience.

Massage is one of them.

"Rub my legs for me."

"Okay." Liangmu squatted next to the sofa and started massaging his ankles.

His technique is very good, his palms are warm and the strength is moderate. Since there is no essential oil, his technique is more pinching and kneading the acupoints.

Qi Yan sighed comfortably, feeling sleepy. She put down her mobile phone, leaned on the cushion and closed her eyes to sleep.

Seeing that she was intending to sleep, Liangmu picked up the remote control on the coffee table and dimmed the lights in the private room.

……

"Qi Yan? Wake up."

A clear female voice called.

Qi Yan opened her eyes in a daze, unable to realize where she was for a moment.

"Don't sleep. The movie is over. Let me just say, this kind of literary film is the most boring. The second female lead is pregnant with the male protagonist's child, and in the end she has the child call the female protagonist's mother. Isn't it outrageous?"

Rows of staff names flashed across the big screen in the theater.

There were comments from the audience leaving the venue on both sides of the aisle.

Everything is so real, yet unreal.

Qi Yan looked at the girl who was talking to her. She had a very unfamiliar appearance and had a pair of ponytails. She had no impression of this person at all.

The girl held the unfinished popcorn bucket in her hand, stood up and walked ahead: "What else do you want to do later? Let's go eat?"

Qi Yan didn't say anything. She reached out and touched the chair in the cinema. The touch was very real.

Is this another parallel time and space?

"Qi Yan, do you still want to eat the popcorn? If not, I'll throw it away."

The girl turned around and handed her the popcorn bucket in her hand.

But there were only a few crumbs in the bucket, and there was no complete popcorn. This was clearly an empty bucket.

Qi Yan couldn't control herself, so she took the empty bucket and said, "I'll eat it."

The girl was very satisfied with her answer.

The two of them were walking on the street. It was summer. Under the scorching sun, the trees on the street were covered with frost, giving them a crystal color.

The girl held Qi Yan's hand and walked ahead. When passing by the supermarket, she bought two cans of iced Coke and gave one to Qi Yan.

"You haven't said what we should eat yet." The girl opened the can's clasp and exclaimed: "It's so hot."

Qi Yan looked down at the Coke can in her hand and murmured, "You can eat anything."

"You used to be a very independent person. What happened now? You actually let me decide what to eat."

The girl smiled and continued walking while drinking Coke.

Qi Yan faintly smelled a burnt smell.

She stopped and looked around.

Seeing her stop, the girl couldn't help but turn around: "Let's go, why don't you go? Aren't you hungry?"

Maybe it was because the sun was shining brightly, so Qi Yan had some difficulty breathing, "I don't feel very well."

"Just drink some water." The girl took the initiative to clink glasses.

Qi Yan put the Coke to her lips, and the movement of opening her mouth was a little awkward. Her consciousness was a little confused, and she looked up at the sky.

The sun was scorching like a huge fireball, the air was heavy and stuffy, and even the Coke can in my hand was burning.

Even so, the dead trees on the street are still covered with transparent ice, which is incompatible with this world.

Qi Yan held the Coke can in her right hand and grabbed the girl's wrist with her left hand. Her eyes turned cold and she spoke with difficulty: "Who are you?"

The girl was surprised: "I am your friend. You were cured of cancer and now you have amnesia?"

"Is my cancer cured?" Qi Yan frowned in disbelief.

The girl nodded vigorously: "Are you still living in a dream? You have been cured a long time ago. Look, your hair has grown out."

Qi Yan lowered her head, her black hair falling softly.

No matter how chaotic her consciousness was, she still captured the key word - dream.

Is she dreaming?

She is already dead. Her soul belongs to the Tribunal. How could she come back to life and return to her own world?

That's why this world is so weird, because it is an illusion and inconsistent with reality.

"who are you!"

Even though her mind was clear enough to realize that everything here was an illusion, Qi Yan was horrified to find that she couldn't wake up at all.

She grabbed the girl's wrist tightly and asked again: "Say!"

The smile on the girl's face gradually disappeared, and a strange red light flashed across her pupils: "You woke up so quickly, Qi Yan."

Bang bang bang!

bang bang bang-

There was a huge crash in the sky, and the light blue sky cracked along the lines of white clouds.

A vague male voice can be vaguely heard in my ears——

"Is there anyone! Is there someone inside!"

The girl's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Qi Yan seemed to be dragged into the abyss by an invisible hand.

In an instant, the world became dark.

Fire, smoke.

When she opened her eyes again, the dim private room was filled with smoke. Her right hand was unconsciously holding the decorative pipe next to the sofa. The iron pipe was frighteningly hot at the moment.

She tried to let go of her hand, but her skin and flesh were tightly stuck to the iron pipe.

There was a banging sound at the private room door, and someone kept shouting outside the door——

"Is there anyone inside?"

Qi Yan didn't have time to think too much. She picked up the phone with her other hand and threw it at the door.

The person outside the door heard the movement and immediately shouted, the voice sounded a bit dull——

"We are from the fire rescue team! Just hold on!"

Thick smoke filled the room.

Qi Yan kept coughing, her lungs burning with every breath.

She tried to contact D77 but got no response.

In an instant, she understood that this was the Trial Bureau that wanted to kill her. Except for the Tribunal, no one could make D77 lose contact with her without warning.

Suddenly, the decorative lights on the top of the private room exploded one by one, and sparks flew down.

Qi Yan's hand holding the iron pipe could not move even half an inch. She could only bury her head in the sofa to avoid the burning of the sparks.

But this is not the way to go, she will choke to death sooner or later.

Qi Yan's throat was dry. She finally understood why she felt so uncomfortable in the dream. It turned out that everything was a reflection of reality.

Can't wait any longer.

Her heart skipped a beat, she shouted loudly, gritted her teeth and pulled her hand off the iron pipe.

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