A devil in distress is not as good as a pig

The black Lexus parked quietly at the entrance of the seaside hotel. The bodyguards bypassed the front of the car and opened the door. First Young Master Zhu stepped out of the car and returned to the image of a well-dressed British gentleman, as if the person who was mad on the boat before was not his real self.

The dinner time was still a few minutes away, and the guests were almost all there. There were only two welcome boys at the door. Zhu Ye nodded to them, and glanced at the tall figure at the elevator door, with a gloomy smile on his lips. , raised his voice: "Uncle."

The tall man turned his head in an instant, with a friendly smile on his face: "Aye! You are here, and I am about to ask someone to rush you. How are you, are you sober?"

Zhu Ye was noncommittal, and said with a smile: "My uncle has worked hard, please greet the guests for me tonight."

"Why are you being polite?" Zhu Li smiled more and more amiably.He is Sha Ye’s half-brother, but he is nearly 20 years younger than Sha Ye, because his mother is Thai, and his appearance also has a bit of Thai blood, with high eyebrows, dark skin, and a unique style. handsome.

The two got on the elevator one after the other, and the elevator door slowly closed. Zhu Ye suddenly said: "It was supposed to be here earlier, but a few brothers from the north came here temporarily to say hello."

Zhu Li choked for breath, paused before laughing, "Since we're friends, why don't you invite us over for a meal?"

Zhu Ye said flatly: "They are in a hurry, they are going to England tonight, and they don't have time to eat."

Zhu Li's face was a little stiff, but he smiled again in an instant: "That's a pity."

The elevator arrived with a "ding--" and Zhu Ye went out first. Just as Zhu Li was about to follow, he suddenly turned his head, almost nose to nose: "It's windy tonight, I don't know if they will make it to England or not. Maybe the boat capsizes, and they all enter the Hall of Yama."

The two uncles and nephews looked at each other, one was rigid, the other was cold, and neither of them backed down.After a long while, Zhu Li chuckled: "Ye, today is your good day, you should be taboo in speaking, don't mention those bad things, 24 years of life, evil spirit, young, you should accumulate blessings for yourself."

Zhu Ye showed a smile: "Grandpa said that my fate is hard, even if there is evil spirit, it is someone else, uncle, you have to be careful."

"Yo! Young Master Ye, you are here!" A bold and unrestrained voice broke the embarrassing atmosphere, a big fat man rushed over, and handed a chubby thing to Zhu Ye involuntarily, "I was afraid that you would come too soon Tonight, I'm too drunk to see you, luckily I don't disgrace my life!"

Zhu Ye looked at the unknown creature with big ears, long nose and black bean eyes under his nose, a drop of cold sweat dripped from his cool and noble forehead: "What is this?"

"Pig, Thai fragrant pig, pure blood, it's..."

"Send it to the kitchen." Zhu Ye interrupted him, speaking concisely.

"This is a pet pig, no, it's not a meat pig." Fatty's head was dripping with cold sweat, "This is a birthday present from Mrs. Huohua, she can't come back from England, let me wish you every year today for her, Every year has its present!"

Hearing the words "Sister-in-law Huohua", Zhu Huohua's fine eyebrows twitched violently twice. "Sister-in-law Huohua", whose real name is Zhang Yunxi, is the youngest daughter of the Zhang family in Haicheng. She is only 17 years old this year and she is studying in middle school in the UK.Because the unreliable mother of the two is a classmate and best friend, she made a baby kiss for them when they were young, jokingly.

The biggest problem is that Mrs. Huohua herself seems to be more and more interested in this title as she grows older.

Seeing this unique birthday present, Zhu Ye's face was so dark that water dripped down his face, and he uttered five words between his teeth after a long while: "Thank her for me."

The fat man was unaware of his resentment: "Yes! Don't worry, I will definitely bring your thanks to you!"

Do you dare to lower your double Q?Zhu Ye was speechless, handed the pig to the bodyguard, and walked into the banquet hall expressionlessly.

The luxurious birthday banquet lasted for seven or eight hours. Almost all the high-ranking people in Haicheng came tonight. Zhu Ye, as the birthday man, is obviously the future successor of the Zhu family, so he must be in high spirits Handle.Fortunately, although he was born with an awkward temper and a black face, he was good at socializing and entertaining. After eating and drinking all night, millions of chips were distributed on the mahjong table in an orderly manner. Naturally, everyone was happy in the end.

At five o'clock in the morning, escorted by bodyguards, Zhu Ye returned to the villa on St. Marianna Street with staring eyes.After drinking nearly two bottles of Moutai, he couldn't hold it anymore even if he could drink too much, so he threw himself on the sofa as soon as he entered the door.Fortunately, the Filipino maid at home prepared hangover soup for him, and with the help of the bodyguards, he drank it while helping him from left to right to the upstairs bedroom.

Zhu Ye fell asleep for a while, and felt something walking around on his face. He opened his eyes with force, only to see a magnified pig's face appearing in front of him, and he jumped up in fright.

The pig was also taken aback by him, its fat and round body rolled off his face, rolled over the bedsheets, hit the bedpost, and immediately began to cry aggrievedly: "Hey, hey, hey..."

Zhu Ye was stunned for a long time before he remembered that the pig was given by his "fiancée". Probably other gifts had been sent to the warehouse. Only this pig was alive and could not be put into the warehouse, so the Filipino maid sent it to his bedroom.

Women are so troublesome!Pigs are also really troublesome!

The pig was still crying, and Zhu Ye was irritated by its noise, so he had no choice but to hug it and stroke it.Pets are generally very good at petting, and soon the pig's mood stabilized, and it comfortably rolled over and lay on his lap, revealing its pink round belly.A small platinum pig tag was hanging around its neck. Zhu Ye pinched it and looked at it. There were four English letters on it—"momo", presumably it was the name given by his brainless "fiancée".

The pig is light pink, with a few black patterns on its back, like ink droplets smearing in the water, which is not ugly.Zhu Ye has many pets. There are two Brazilian tortoises at home, two horses in the racecourse, and a bull terrier in the British apartment. Pigs - so small you can't even cut a decent slice of bacon, okay?

Seemingly foreseeing his own sad future, Momo struggled uneasily. Zhu Ye was too drunk to have strength in his hands, and he was pushed to the side by it. His left hand was leaning on the bed, and his fingertips suddenly felt sharp pain.

"Hiss—" Zhu Ye breathed in, and found that this guy had ransacked his bathroom at some point, the soap was gnawed all over the floor, the bath liquid was spilled all over the place, and even the razor was bitten to pieces. The blade broke into several pieces, and one fell off the edge of the bed, just cutting his finger.

"Bastard!" Zhu Ye kicked it fiercely, but before kicking it, momo had already learned how to know that the owner was moody, so he rolled onto the carpet on the spot, and ran to the cloakroom with his short legs.Fearing that it would harm his clothes again, Zhu Ye endured a headache and wobbled after it, grabbing its tail with his left hand before it slipped into the door.

Before Zhu Ye had time to bandage the wound, the blood on his hand was all over the pig. momo screamed "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-" and the sound was similar to killing a pig.

Just when Zhu Ye wondered why it was screaming so fiercely, the root of the ring finger on his left hand suddenly felt a throbbing pain, and then a chilly air suddenly came out, which was exactly the same as the feeling when he put on the ring in the cargo hold!

"Hiss——" Zhu Ye gasped, and he didn't care about catching the pig. He immediately let go and looked at his left hand intently. On the base of his ring finger, which was soaked in blood, there appeared a spot that was almost exactly the same as the bronze ring. pattern!The pattern penetrated deep into the texture of his skin like a tattoo, the ink color is vivid, and the details are clearly visible. The light green brilliance flows slowly along the pattern of the branches, as if electrified. When you move your fingers, you can vaguely feel a trace of it. The icy breath rushed over.

An ominous premonition welled up in his heart, Zhu Ye stood up slowly while supporting the wall, staggered and moved to the bathroom, turned on all the lights that could be turned on, and stared at his glowing fingers with wide eyes.For a long time, he shivered for a while, as if he woke up suddenly, turned on the faucet, put his left hand under it for a while, wiped off the blood and looked again, and found that the tattoo was gone.

What is it?Zhu Ye's heart was beating like it was about to rush out of his throat, and he looked at his fingers without blinking, watching the dark red blood dripping from the fingertips, accumulating bigger and bigger, and then sliding down under the action of gravity Down the finger, flow to the root of the finger.Sure enough, the tattoo reappeared in the trace of the blood, the green light flowed, and the air-conditioning was overwhelming.

hell!Zhu Ye leaned his face up against the cold wall, sweating profusely. He couldn't believe it was true. He only told himself hypnotically again and again: I drank too much, this is just an illusion, there is no ring, no tattoo, no light...

After a while, he quickly tore off his clothes, filled the wide jacuzzi with boiling hot water, and jumped into it with a plop.

I drank too much tonight...Zhu Ye lay in the bathtub with his eyes closed, feeling the jet of water from the underwater nozzle massaging his tight skin and chilled back, silently saying "I drank too much , are all hallucinations", let yourself calm down.

After spinning continuously for several days, he was really too tired, his body was stretched to the limit, and after the astonishing scene just now, his nerves were even more unburdened.Slowly, under the gentle comfort of the water, he fell asleep quietly.

In the corner of the cloakroom, the pink pet pig was curled up in a grid in the corner, and its originally pitch-black eyes burst out with ice-green light in the darkness.It seemed to be choked by something, twitching in pain, its limbs curled up and then loosened, and even its tail was stretched into a straight line, and there was a dry "ho ho..." sound from its throat, it didn't look like a head at all. The sound a pig should make.

I don't know how long it took before it finally calmed down, lay quietly for a while, then stood up staggeringly, as if it was very unaccustomed to walking so close to the ground, it hummed dissatisfiedly, and walked out of the grid slowly.

The moment it passed the full-length mirror, it suddenly froze for three seconds, then took a few steps back in a stiff posture like rewinding, allowing its entire body to appear in the mirror, squinted its eyes carefully for a while, and turned over. Rolling his eyes, he seemed to have finally accepted the reality of "I'm a pig", shaking his buttocks and ears, and waddled out of the cloakroom.

Standing in front of the bed in the bedroom, it sniffed its nose, as if catching a certain smell, then locked its target in the direction of the bathroom, picked up a broken razor blade, and swaggered over.