flower and big devil

What Luo Xiu didn't expect was that the court musician smiled after hearing his question. His voice sounded calm and troublesome, and he said, "I don't know."

"..."

For a moment, Luo Xiu thought there was something wrong with his ears.

"Everything that happened in Wonderland may have been arranged long ago, but it doesn't mean that everything is arranged-this is a very easy to understand, Alice, you will understand when you use your brain , when biological individuals with independent thinking ability are decided to be part of the plan, then this usually means that the plan is doomed to be full of irresistible variables from the very beginning."

Luo Xiu was a little surprised: "I don't understand—"

"What is left behind by the previous Alice, according to the rules, is for the next Alice to discover by herself." The court musician shook his head, showing a regretful expression, "If you don't know the previous What Alice left behind, then we also don't know."

Luo Xiu frowned: "You said that your boss is the planner of all this, how could he not know?"

"My boss is a workaholic. Even on weekdays, he has a lot of things to do. Endless wars and endless enemies are always eyeing him. There are internal and external troubles. Alice, when he is busy, we can't wait to stab him in the chest." Make him unconscious for a while and take a good rest—we can’t ask him to cover everything.” The court musician said in a gentle voice, “So now the whole incident seems to be a little out of control—”

"Out of control?"

"The things left by the fourth Alice may be clues, and you have to find them yourself. No one can help you in this regard."

The court musician was telling the truth, of course.

Maybe that's why he's here.

Something is getting out of hand - a white pawn has entered the territory of the black pawn, trying to do something bad.

……

But at this moment, from Luo Xiu's point of view, the court musician's words sounded a bit ambiguous.

Luo Xiu was silent for a moment, just as he was about to ask what the so-called "out of control" thing meant, when he saw the court musician sitting across from him pick up the jug and refill the small wine glass in front of him—the wine-red liquid It poured down from the mouth of the pot with a pleasant sound. When the small wine glass in front of him was refilled by the fruit wine that looked extremely tempting and tasted quite good, the black-haired young man stared at it with his head down and swallowed subconsciously. He swallowed his saliva, and for some reason, the sound of court musicians playing the horn flute suddenly began to circulate in his brain for no reason, and he couldn't remember which part of the song about Alice it was...

That's not the point at all.

The point now is that he finds himself horribly parched.

Subconsciously stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, and then the black-haired young man quickly realized that doing so was completely futile—not only did he not be able to relieve the feeling of thirst, but the wet and dry lips made His feeling of incompatibility became more serious.

【I want to drink these wines. 】

Such inexplicable but irresistible thoughts floated through my mind quickly—among all kinds of serious things, the voice of this idea became louder and clearer, like a little devil who kept on Buzzing non-stop in his mind, Luo Xiu almost felt guilty for his greed...

"Drink." The court musician urged at the right time.

Luo Xiu felt that something was not quite right.

Usually when he felt that way, it meant something really was wrong.

But he just seems to remember eating and not remembering to fight—or, at this moment, his nervous response is isolated to another dimension, and the thinking ability of the brain is completely separated from the nerve center that controls behavior... For this kind of doubt All his signs were just a pause - not more than three seconds, and then he seemed a little embarrassed to pinch the glass full of wine - during the period, probably because his actions seemed a little impatient, A drop of wine spilled out of the glass and landed on the back of his hand—then, before realizing what he had done, Luo Xiu had already brought his hand to his lips. Under the gaze of a man who was said to be a complete stranger, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and quickly sucked the splashed drop of wine into his mouth.

For a moment, even Luo Xiu had to sigh that his tongue was so damn flexible.

like a snake.

At this time, all the serious questions were almost forgotten by the black-haired young man-he laughed like a silly hat on all alcohol, put the wine glass under his nose and sniffed carefully After sniffing, smelling the cranberry aroma with satisfaction, he asked absent-mindedly: "After talking so much, I still don't know what your name is?"

When Luo Xiu asked this question, he didn't actually expect the other party to really tell him - he might tell him that his name was "Court Musician", or just make up a stage name to get away with it...

However, what he didn't expect was that the court musician said calmly, "Asmodeus."

Luo Xiu: "..."

"My name is Asmodeus."

The smile on the corner of the court musician's lips widened—he had a nice smile, but there was a gloomy feeling about it.

Luo Xiu stared at it for a while, and suddenly felt a double image of the person in front of him—he blinked his eyes violently like a very sleepy person who suddenly took a short nap and was awakened, and then he was satisfied Suddenly, he found that his vision had returned to normal... But unfortunately, it seemed that only his vision had returned to normal, not his IQ.

The dark-haired young man grinned silly in a way he certainly wouldn't normally, he hiccupped subtly, and the smell of cranberry instead of bad alcohol that rolled up his throat made him feel all the better , he brought the wine glass in his hand to his lips, and teased, "This name is so strange, it sounds like a bustard—"

"Because he's a bustard."

Suddenly, a voice that didn't sound very emotional sounded behind Luo Xiu.

The voice was low and full of magnetism. Obviously, the person who came here unconsciously lowered his voice because of the quiet environment in the tavern—but because of this, the voice sounded extremely sexy. A flame ignited fiercely in his chest cavity!

At this moment, the court musician named "Asmodeus" who was sitting opposite him did not show any anger because of his teasing. In fact, he just raised his eyelids and swept behind Luo Xiu very calmly. glance.

At the same time, Luo Xiu only had time to hear the slight sound of metal collisions behind him, and then, a tall figure firmly covered him who was already in a dim environment—oh, now he It's like being in the dark night where you can't see your fingers.

He turned his head, but couldn't see the appearance of the person coming, but he could clearly see the bright red pupils of the person who was still bright in the darkness.

This is the first time Luo Xiu has seen the real appearance of the Tarot soldier "Reaper", and at this moment, even if he can't see the expression on the other party's face clearly, the strange thing is that the other party can still express "angry" or "unhappy". Expressing his emotions to him easily and completely——Suddenly, he couldn't figure out what was going on right now. The black-haired young man froze for a while, wanting to say something, but at this moment, the other party made a move before him, A Tarot soldier named "Reaper" stretched out his hand, and involuntarily snatched away the wine glass that Luo Xiu was holding in his hand in a stiff posture. In the next second, the wine with a strong cranberry scent was exhausted. spilled on the ground.

The sweet fruity aroma entered his nose, Luo Xiu only felt his heartbeat speed up a few beats instantly, and suddenly felt that the temperature in the bar also rose a little bit, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and opened the part of the shirt closest to his neck. buttons.

"Why are you here?" Suppressing the inexplicable restlessness in his heart, the black-haired young man tried his best to sound as enthusiastic as meeting a friend, "You disappeared suddenly that day, I thought—"

It's a pity that the Tarot soldiers interrupted his enthusiastic greetings, and asked in an almost indifferent voice: "Don't you know how to read?"

Luo Xiu was taken aback, and subconsciously asked: "What?"

"The words on the doorplate of the tavern." The Tarot soldier stared at the black-haired young man, sounding emotionally still, "The words 'Today's special white wine'."

Luo Xiu thought about it, and it seemed that he did see that line of writing before entering the bar, so he nodded accordingly.

A few seconds later, Luo Xiu inadvertently found that his whole movement made the surrounding atmosphere a bit subtle.He didn't understand why, the Tarot soldier standing upright behind him bent down slightly - now, he was like a hill hanging above him, which would be pressed down at any time, although the surrounding light was dim , but at this moment, Luo Xiu could clearly see the tall nose bridge, thin lips and perfect jawline slightly exposed to the light, and the dark-haired young man's pupils were slightly constricted. The oppressive voice sounded beside him again: "So when a stranger poured liquid that was obviously not white wine into your glass, why didn't you have any doubts about it and then drank it—— Alice, if the wine glass contained poison, how many lives are you going to spend to be ruined by yourself?"

The Tarot soldiers paused every word, enunciated clearly, and the rhythm was slow.

While speaking, his body kept pressing down. Under the strong pressure, the black-haired young man who was sitting on the chair looking up at him had to keep leaning back under the pressure.

Finally, Luo Xiu felt his back touch the edge of the table behind him.

He stopped.

The Tarot soldiers also stopped.

And at this time, the distance between the two of them can no longer be described as safe—when Luo Xiu inhaled, he could feel that the breath he inhaled was probably just exhaled from the Tarot soldier's nose, and he blinked. He blinked but didn't dare to raise his head, because he was afraid that if he raised his head, the tip of his nose might touch the tip of the other person's nose.

This is the last bit of distance between them.

Luo Xiu was cautious—almost even his breathing became cautious—as if he was afraid of any accident that would break the last barely maintained balance.

Luo Xiu looked at the pair of red pupils in front of him. There was still not much emotion in these beautiful pupils, but at this moment, he heard Asmodeus coming from behind him, which sounded helpless. : "What kind of poison... To put it so harshly, this is at most——"

At a close distance, Luo Xiu saw the long eyelashes of the Tarot soldier trembling slightly. He probably raised his eyelids and silently glanced at the court musician sitting behind them. It disappeared without a trace, and then became completely dumb.

Luo Xiu felt a little embarrassed and sniffed.

But at this moment, he felt that the Tarot soldier was looking at his face—and following the movement of the latter's gaze, his face was almost burning.

"How much did you drink?" Tarot soldier asked.

"Not much," Luo Xiu replied, "just two or three cups."

Tarot soldier: "..."

Luo Xiu: "..."

At this time, silence usually means that the other party is in a bad mood and does not want to continue this topic.

The dark-haired young man moved uneasily—a bit confused about what kind of weird situation was in front of him—at the same time, he really felt that there was no need for the Tarot soldiers to get so close to him because of the temperature in the bar. It was very high, and now he could almost feel the thin sweat on his forehead—and when the Tarot soldiers breathed, the temperature of the exhaled breath brushed over his skin, the skin under the skin The blood flowing in the blood vessels will boil because of this.

But at this time, the Tarot soldier raised his eyebrows indifferently, and asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"

"..." Luo Xiu muttered, and finally said, "Can you stand up?"

The other party stood up a little more cooperatively - just a little bit. In fact, when breathing regained the rare freedom, Luo Xiu found that pulling away from him was of no use to the crazily radiating heat. , In fact, when the breath from the other party's body was withdrawn, he could feel his stomach becoming heavy, and every pore and cell in his body seemed to be clamoring...

disappointment.

It's a wonderful feeling.

It was as if his whole body was thrown into a cold pool in an instant, and before that, he was still burning from the inside—the alternating torture of ice and fire made his skin ache.

Something is clamoring in my mind...something is making an unstoppable appeal.

So after the Tarot soldiers stayed away from him as he asked, the black-haired young man sat up straight again.

His action brought the distance between the two back to what it was before they did nothing.

The surrounding light was too dark and the atmosphere was too weird, which gave Luo Xiu the illusion that the corners of the other party's lips seemed to rise rapidly for a moment.

Obviously it was an illusion.

Because when he tried to open his eyes wide to take a closer look, he found that the corners of the other party's lips were still pursed into that unpleasant and slightly stern tight straight line.

……Uh.

Now, no matter from which aspect, Luo Xiu really began to regret why he went to the bar to drink with strangers.

He heard the Tarot soldiers ask condescendingly above his head, "Is it hot?"

Luo Xiu nodded, shook his head again, and then "happily" found that his head had become a mess, and the tall armored Tarot soldier standing in front of him had a double image again.

"I'll count to three." Tarot Soldier's voice sounded flat and steady, "One, two—"

Luo Xiu wanted to ask him why he had to count to three.

But before he had time to speak, the other party's voice sounded resoundingly——

"three."

The man's words fell.

At the same time, sitting on the chair, the black-haired young man who was staring at him with a pair of round, bright, wet puppy-like eyes just a second ago suddenly dimmed the light in his eyes, his eyelids struggled to droop, and he shook. , and then the whole person fell into the arms that the Tarot soldiers had prepared long ago like a puddle of mud.