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Vincent sat down calmly: "Of course, if you are willing to stop, we don't have to die!"

"Hmph! Seeing you flirting with that kid, I'd rather die!" Holding the cards, Kusta returned to the sofa and sat down: "Who shuffles the cards?"

"Of course it's you! I have shuffled the cards, no matter how I flip them around, I know where any card is, then you are dead. So, in order not to take advantage of you, the cards are shuffled by you, and the rules are up to you Definitely, I won't touch the cards, let fate decide for us!" Vincent finished speaking, turning his face away.

Kusta removed the packaging of the new cards, checked them carefully one by one, then shuffled the cards countless times, and finally put them on the tea table: "Go back, let's play the cards."

Vincent turned his head: "I said not to touch the cards, you get up, just tell me the rules!"

Kusta sneered, randomly picked up a stack of cards, put them on the bottom, and said, "You draw first, whoever draws the 5 of spades will die."

Vincent took a sip of wine, stretched out his slender fingers, pressed his middle finger on the card, took the top card with his thumb and ring finger, flipped it over, 10 of hearts!He smiled and motioned for Kusta to continue.

Kusta also took a sip of his wine, stretched out his big hairy hand, and drew out a card. The flop was the Jack of Clubs.

The two of them took a sip of wine and a card, and drew slowly, but the 5 of spades never appeared.

In the end, there were still 3 cards on the table, and Kusta stretched out his hand, but it was hanging in the air.

Vincent looked at Kusta's hand, with a slight smile on his face: "There are only 3 cards left now, and your chance of drawing the 5 of Spades is two-thirds, which is twice as high as mine."

Custa frowned.

"It's still too late to change your mind, I've been waiting for you to change your mind!" Vincent looked up at him.

"Hmph!" Kusta withdrew his hand, picked up the wine glass, drained the wine in the glass, stretched out his hand resolutely, pulled out a card in the middle, flipped it over, and it was a 7 of diamonds!

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Vincent provocatively: "Now, we each have 50.00% good luck, come on."

Vincent also drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, reached out to the penultimate card without hesitation, and opened it.

A black five, however, is a five of clubs.

On the tea table, there was only one unturned card left.

"You won!" Kusta said sadly.

Vincent looked at Kusta's eyes faintly, the gray-blue eyeballs slowly lost their spirit, and the surface was covered with a layer of mist.

Kusta pulls out his hand//gun from his belt, points it at his temple, pulls the trigger, then pulls it away.

He stared blankly at Vincent, and said in a rough voice: "Vincent, before I die, I still have a wish. For the sake of my classmates for many years, please grant me."

"You said."

"Let me touch you, kiss you!" Kusta's eyes were full of begging.

Vincent was silent for a while, nodded, walked to him, and sat down.

Custa tucked the gun back in his belt, and Vincent turned to him.

Custa raised his trembling hands, slowly stroked Vincent's blond hair, slid his thumbs lightly on the skin of his cheeks, then held his face, brought his nose closer, closed his eyes, and walked around Vincent's Neck, inhaling deeply the fragrance emanating from his body.After sniffing around, he touched his lips to Vincent's lips, rubbed them lightly, and whispered, "Vincent, every night when I close my eyes, all I see is you. Now, Holding the real you in the palm of my hand, smelling your breath, smelling your fragrance, it is a thousand times more beautiful than I imagined! You are so beautiful and holy, I really hate to leave you alone in this world, let you Heart and body being ravaged by others...”

As he said that, his hands suddenly slipped down, tightly strangled Vincent's neck, and said bitterly: "Let us die together! My corpse will cover yours!"

Kusta exerted force on his hands, Vincent had difficulty breathing, his face turned pale, he stared at Kusta's protruding eyeballs, and his body remained motionless.He could draw the gun from Kusta's belt, but didn't reach for it.

"Why are you not afraid of death?" Custa yelled and knocked Vincent down on the sofa.

"Cough, cough." Vincent leaned against the sofa and coughed violently for a while. When his breathing slowed down, he propped himself up and replied, "Because I have love in my heart!"

"Love, what exactly is love? I also have love in my heart, why is it filled with haze and despair?" Kusta's eyes that were lost in thought turned blood red from the excessive force just now.

"Kusta, you just haven't met the right person yet. Stop, anyway, the cards haven't been drawn yet!" Vincent's eyes were full of tenderness, he stretched out his hand, and gently patted Kusta's arm with exposed veins .

"Who said I didn't meet the right person? The first day I saw you at Harvard, I knew that you were my destined person! It's just that you are too obsessed and don't know who in this world is really good to you. Goodbye, Vincent, I hope you don't think of me on the day you lose your reputation!"

Custa grabbed the last card, stuffed it into the deck, stood up, and threw a handful of cards into the fireplace.The cards flew apart, and curled up under the burning of the carbon fire, emitting faint blue flames, slowly turning black from the periphery to the inside, and shattering into ashes.

There was a burning smell in the room.

Kusta put on his sweater, walked to the window, and opened the curtains. It was dusk outside the window, and the setting sun shone on his ashen-like face like a stream of blood.He opened the window, and the cold air from the outside rushed in. He raised his head slightly, and took a deep breath of the last air in the world.

Custa has never missed an accidental murder, and Vincent's deaf-mute boyfriend escaped twice.Seeing Vincent appearing at the gate of the villa, he knew that it was time for God to end him. If he couldn't kill the person Vincent loved, he could only kill himself.

Kusta walked out of the villa and stood on the side of the road. The car from work passed by from time to time. A car drove by. He suddenly rushed to the middle of the road. The car "squeaked" and stopped in front of him. He got out of the window and was about to reprimand him when he suddenly pulled out the gun and pointed it at the driver's head. The driver turned pale with fright and choked back the words he was about to say.

Kusta slowly turned the muzzle of the gun, pointed it at his head, looked back at Vincent standing quietly in front of the window, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang——" Kusta fell to the ground, blood mixed with brains splashing on the car body.

A car stopped behind, the driver of the first car was frightened, and the driver of the second car called the police.

Vincent witnessed everything outside the window, and with the gunshot, his heart felt as if a knife had been gouged out, and he felt deep pain.He is not a person who is so cold-blooded that he doesn't recognize his old classmates, but Custa can't tolerate Henry, so he can only watch Custa go to the end.The killing//hand//net he controls does not require him to come to kill people, but he still risked being killed by Kusta, and came to negotiate with Kusta in person. This is because of the love of his classmates for many years Leave him a path he can choose.

However, Vincent knows this old classmate too well. He is an extremely paranoid person. Over the years, he has been hiding in a dark corner and killing people one after another. The normal society will never go back. The only meaning of life is The rest is waiting for Vincent's love. If Vincent falls in love with someone, he will feel that all hope of life has been shattered.

The unturned card on the tea table may be the 4 of hearts, or the 8 of spades, but definitely not the 5 of spades.When drawing the first card, when Vincent pressed his index finger on the stack of cards, he judged that there were only 52 cards based on the thickness, and the remaining two cards were hidden by Kusta, and one of them must be black. Peach 5.From the beginning, Kusta kept the death card to himself.

Vincent handed over all the initiative and bet life and death with the killer, and finally won the bet, but he was full of sadness.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Henry received a text from Vincent asking him to drive to Scotland Yard to pick him up, where he was taking an eyewitness account of the suicide of a college classmate.

College classmate committing suicide?Henry suddenly understood everything. The person who wanted to kill him was Vincent's killer classmate whom he had investigated.In the afternoon, Vincent pushed back all the appointments, settled Henry in Las Vegas with a lot of work, and went to negotiate with his classmates alone. Henry didn't know what they talked about. In short, Vincent forced the other party to commit suicide, leaving Henry Face the danger eradicated!

Vincent was taken back to the apartment by Henry, and he stayed there, letting him hug him tightly and keep his eyes open all night.Henry accompanied him silently, comforting his dear one with his arms. He always wanted to be the support of Vincent's weak shoulders, but now he found that Vincent was the mountain behind him.

In the morning, a ray of morning light came in through the curtains. Henry got up, opened the curtains, and the orange-red sunlight came in through the window, covering the bedroom. He lifted Vincent from the bed, walked to the French windows, and let him face the sun .Outside the window, the clear sky is long and long. In the morning light, the city of London is waking up. The traffic makes the streets come alive. The cruise ships on the Thames blow their whistles and slowly leave the dock. The London Eye starts to rotate. Like the early morning of the sun, it reveals vitality on the earth crossed by the prime meridian.

"Dang-dang--" Elizabeth Tower's bell sounded, Vincent turned his head, looked into Henry's blue eyes, and smiled on his face, everything was so hard-won, why not cherish the beauty of the moment, embrace the warm love Dongyang?