Interstellar Legend: King of Giants

"damn it......"

Li Junnian was still a little dizzy, thinking of Bai Gucheng's sarcasm just now, Li Junnian almost laughed angrily.

A carefree life, pampered by family and friends, it all seems like a joke now.

Are you willing to live in a beautiful illusion woven with hypocrisy and lies for the rest of your life, or tear off the gorgeous protective shell to see this bloody and cruel world with your own eyes?

He will choose the latter.

He couldn't see anything in the pitch-black area, and the ground felt like glass to the touch. He tried to listen to the sounds brought by the wind around him, but it was very quiet without a trace of wind.

Groping up from the ground, Li Junnian stretched out his hand and groped around like a blind man. After walking a few steps, he came across a wall. He walked slowly along the wall. It was a box. He was locked in a glass box. inside.

No matter what Bai Gucheng wanted to do, he just wanted to find out that hypocritical guy and punch him hard.

The box moved suddenly, and Li Junnian almost lost his footing. He simply sat down against the glass wall. After a while, the glass box seemed to stop and no longer move, and the surrounding area was still quiet. He guessed that the glass strip probably had the function of sound insulation. .

Suddenly, a strong white light shone in, and the silk cloth covering the glass box was torn off forcefully. The strong light from all directions made people's eyes go blank. Li Junnian, who was used to the darkness, quickly raised his hand to block it. Light narrowed his eyes slightly, leaning against the wall of the glass box and lowering his head, he saw a leather boot with a buckskin and metal edge not far outside the glass box.

Slowly adapting to the uncomfortable glare of the white light, Li Junnian's eyes gradually moved upwards. The leather boots, the calves wrapped in trousers, the slender fingers with distinct knuckles on the knees, the ancient handmade wristwatch on the wrist, the A cigar between two fingers, a familiar handmade shirt and tie, and...

Stormy?

Looking up, they met the gaze of the man outside the glass box for an instant, and a trace of surprise flashed across each other's eyes at this moment.

He didn't expect to meet Feng Qiyun here, since Feng Qiyun didn't look for him after that day's incident, after several months passed, Li Junnian even thought that Feng Qiyun would never come to him again, which was indeed the case. Just didn't expect to meet in this place in this way.

He heard voices outside the glass box, but his eyes were not blind.

A luxuriously decorated room with decorations of wooden barrels and wild antlers on the walls. This is still a winery, but it is obviously not a place where Li Junnian has been. He has never been to this place in a winery. He has not come Only the basement of the red winery that Feng Qiyun didn't let him in was left.

An auction or something else for the entertainment of the rich and powerful, in short, Li Junnian knew that he had been tricked by Bai Gucheng, and he seemed to have guessed what would happen next. Tell him never to set foot in the circles of high society for the rest of his life.

But he still couldn't understand why Bai Gucheng hated him so much, because Bai Zijia showed affection for him, so he was so jealous that he intentionally punished him?

Isn't the person Bai Gucheng has always liked, Feng Qiyun?

The man who was locked in a glass box like a trapped animal didn't seem nervous at all. Under the watchful eyes of many people, he even propped his head on his elbows and legs, and began to think seriously.

Even if Bai Gucheng had a side that he didn't know about, with Bai Gucheng's personality, he wouldn't blatantly tease him when they met "for the first time".

Suddenly his eyes lit up, could it have something to do with Bai Zijia?

Before the pent-up anger in his heart could ferment, the glass box suddenly moved, and Li Junnian remembered his current situation.

He stood up and slowly glanced around. There was no trace of nervousness or timidity in his calm and calm eyes, as if the people outside were slaves trapped in a cage, and he was the king who ruled everyone.

"This kind of demeanor and calmness is not like what a starlet who has no money and power in the entertainment industry and has been transparent for six or seven years should have." Slender fingers held up the cat's eye half mask, and the woman with red lips leaned gently On the guardrail of the box on the second floor, the corners of Wei Yang's lips were full of interest as he looked at the man trapped in the glass box downstairs like a trapped animal.

"A person's temperament will change with his own experience. A low-level person who has been ridiculed for a long time will never have dazzling self-confidence. Where do you think his calmness and self-confidence come from?" The woman smiled. Looking at Bai Zijia at the side, "Huh?"

Without answering a word, Bai Zijia looked at the man in the glass box with a grim expression. Not long ago, they were walking together in the promenade full of grapes and tasting mellow red wine. Whisper.

A quiet and good time.

The hands holding the railing were clenched slightly.

"Is there anyone in this world who can make Feng Qiyun tempted?" Wei Wei raised her head and poured the red wine into her mouth. The woman looked at Feng Qiyun who was sitting indifferently outside the glass box with interest. Feelings?

Apart from Feng Xiyun who has passed away, is there anyone else who can become Feng Qiyun's weakness?

The woman leaned over to Bai Zijia, and smiled in a low voice: "The person you like may not necessarily be liked by Feng Qiyun. In today's game, if Feng Qiyun is tempted, will you let Li Junnian out willingly?" ? If you fail, will you feel happy? Apart from wanting to see Feng Qiyun’s reaction, I’m also curious about how much place a Li Junnian will occupy in your heart.”

Shrugging her shoulders, the woman sat down next to her, her long skirt was like a falling Milky Way, she squinted her eyes at the man in the glass box, it doesn't matter how much Li Junnian occupies in Bai Zijia's heart, at least now Bai Zijia Jia is willing to push out Li Junnian as a sacrifice.

What about after that?

Time does not stand still forever, neither does the human heart.

......

......

Unable to hear what the people outside the glass box were saying, the gazes cast from all directions revealed straightforward sizing and banter, slowly took a breath to calm himself down, Li Junnian leaned on the glass box and decided to wait and see what happened.

For Bai Zijia, he suddenly had no hope.

Feng Qiyun looked at him like everyone else, without any deliberate dodge, nor the slightest bit special, indifferent, cold, just looking at him, like looking at an antique vase that can't breathe and has no flesh and blood.

There are four arm-sized circular devices on the four walls of the glass box. The people outside the glass box connected several pipes connected to the red wine barrels into the circular devices. As the people outside unscrewed the wine barrels, it was like pigeon blood. The same red wine spurted out from the four holes of the glass box.

A steady stream of red wine began to pour into the glass box, and soon the bottom layer was covered with rich-flavored red wine.

Probably not satisfied with Li Junnian's over-calmness, the red wine spraying device turned slowly and pointed the nozzle at the man, and sprayed red wine from head to toe towards him.

Li Junnian hurriedly lowered his head to block it with his hands, the red wine wet his hair, clothes and trousers, and the red wine maliciously spilled all over his body quickly made a well-dressed man into a mess, the water pressure gradually became stronger, and the red wine even hit his body. Still feeling a little pain, Li Junnian was quickly forced to the corner of the glass box.

The combed hair was wet and shapeless, and the red wine dripped down the man's lips along the broken hair that drooped on his forehead and cheeks. Li Junnian gasped slightly, and he raised his head to meet Feng Qiyun's gaze, indifferent looking at him, that's all.

The water pressure was strengthened again, and it sprayed all over his head. Li Junnian simply took off his coat and covered his head. He didn't shout in panic or run around in panic. Anyway, he ran away no matter what his reaction was. Wherever he went, those water guns would keep spraying at him.

Li Junnian licked his lips that had been wiped with red wine, and looked down. The red wine had already covered his knees, and he was like being in a pool of blood, surrounded by demons waiting to eat his flesh and blood.

Do you really feel nothing?

Don't you really have any feelings for him?

Knowing that he is only Li Junnian and no longer Feng Xiyun, when he sees Feng Qiyun's indifference and indifference, his heart still constricts uncontrollably, as if someone is pinching his heart, causing inexplicable pain.

He is still a human being, a flesh-and-blood human being who hurts and hurts.

When Feng Xiyun was still in Feng Xiyun, seeing Bai Gucheng and Feng Qiyun drinking tea and sitting together in the garden, he was inexplicably jealous, no matter how he tried to convince himself that one was his good friend and the other was his elder brother, there was no way to ignore it, let alone erase it. Get rid of the growing pain and loss in my heart.

Their relationship was never one-sided.

Facing Feng Qiyun's indifference like a stranger at this moment, Li Junnian can no longer escape his heart, no matter who he is now, Feng Qiyun will always be special to him.

He is just a spoiled child, Feng Qiyun spoiled him, he is not as strong and heartless as he imagined.

He still misses Feng Qiyun's unique tenderness and care for him.

The red wine had reached his waist, and the water gun finally stopped attacking him. He casually threw the heavy coat soaked in red wine aside, and Li Junnian smoothed his wet and sticky hair.

Let him take a red wine bath?

Li Junnian suddenly wanted to laugh, this is really a boring game.

Through the glass, he looked at Feng Qiyun who had been sitting motionless on the chair from the beginning to the end. From now on, no matter what happened to him, Feng Qiyun would never react to him again?

It's no longer Feng Xiyun, but with a new name, a different identity and a completely different appearance, will he still treat him differently as before?

It's an interesting proposition.

No matter who you are, you will always be Feng Qiyun, a man he can never forget, and can never deceive himself to ignore.

Why not let this boring game end sooner?

"Well, it seems that Li Junnian is nothing special to Feng Qiyun." Looking past Bai Zijia's hands with bulging veins on the back of the railing, the little wild cat laughed softly, "you can go down and take care of him in a while." He hugged him back, took a good hot bath for him, and apologized..."

Suddenly there was a slight exclamation from below, and the little wild cat immediately looked down.

Opening his hands, Li Junnian closed his eyes and fell back slowly. He quickly sank into the red wine in the glass box. There was a splash of water into the box, the wine was calm, and the man seemed to disappear in the red wine.

As time passed by, someone took out a pocket watch to check the time, and poked his head curiously into the glass box, as if waiting for the man locked in the box to float out of his breath.

"What is he doing?!" The little wild cat winked at the person below.

The red wine gradually stopped pouring into the glass box, as long as the man inside stood up, he could breathe air, and as long as Li Junnian stood up by himself.

He felt that he must be drunk, otherwise he would be dizzy, his limbs were weak and he didn't want to move, so he wanted to close his eyes in the red wine in the glass box.

The body sank to the bottom of the box, as if the heart also sank slowly, sinking continuously towards the bottomless dark abyss of the seabed.

Small bubbles rushed up from his mouth one after another, and his mood was unprecedentedly low.

He must be drunk.

"Bah—"

There was a sound of glass cracking and shattering, and countless shards of glass fell down.

Expensive red wine was splashed everywhere, and the deerskin boots stepped on the shards of glass mixed with red wine, making a crisp sound of glass shattering, and the half-burned cigar lay on the messy ground and gradually extinguished the spark.

Blood, or red wine slowly dripped from between the fingers and along the fingertips.

Bending down to pick up the sleeping man at the bottom of the box, Feng Qiyun turned around and strode away.