I don't believe the queen can't kill you

Splendid decorations, bright lights sprinkled all over the room, located in the banquet hall of a well-known hotel, the birthday party of wealthy businessman Duan Congguang was being held; some political and business celebrities, relatives and friends all came to congratulate, congratulations and praises one after another, Arch the scene even more grand.

Sitting alone on the main table of the banquet was a boy about nine years old; the boy was quietly playing with the exquisite chess pieces carved out of crystal in his hands, and his face was not suitable for a child of his age. calm temperament.

At this time, a little boy who was visually smaller than him approached silently; at the beginning, he hid at the other side of the dining table and observed him quietly, only showing a pair of round eyes on the edge of the dining table, like a cute puppy.

Seeing that he was very interested in what he was holding, the boy said first, "I'm Duan Lang, what's your name?"

The little boy disappeared over the edge of the table as if frightened.But within a few seconds, he showed his eyes again, and saw Duan Lang still smiling, and whispered: "Song Muyu..."

"Song Muyu, can you play chess?"

Song Muyu shook her head, but her eyes were full of interest, and her steps moved a little.

"Then I'll teach you how to play. Although the rules are a little hard to remember, you will remember it after playing it a few times."

"Um."

Song Muyu nodded with an innocent smile, and immediately came to sit next to Duan Lang unpreparedly.Although the two met for the first time, they looked like a pair of real brothers, and the interaction was very warm.

But the good times didn't last long, and the gorgeous scene in the eyes and the picture of childhood sweethearts suddenly switched to a quiet and solemn space, and Duan Lang was staying in his study.

"Mu Yu, the next step is yours."

Song Muyu stood at the desk and looked at Duan Lang with hesitation and entanglement on his face; one of them was lazily sitting on the sofa, and the other was standing tense, their positions looked like a master-servant relationship.

"This is the choice you made at the beginning. Since you are willing to be my pawn, you have no right to refuse."

"Do you want me to push you to this point...?"

Song Muyu's tone was not accusatory, but pleading; he looked at Duan Lang with very complicated and profound emotions, but he was frowning at his cruel order.

"This level?"

Duan Lang sneered, "I thought you wanted to get rid of your father. If you don't want to be me and there are other pawns who are willing to do things for me, you can just be that well-behaved Song Muyu."

Song Muyu's body trembled, and her face suddenly turned pale.

"As long as you are obedient, I will give you what you want. This is a very simple transaction condition, and you know it very well."

Duan Lang curled his lips into a smile, got up suddenly and came to Song Muyu's side, stretched out his hand to caress the straight back, extending down to the buttocks, causing him to tremble slightly.

"Think about it carefully, I will give you two days to do it, Mu Yu is obedient..."

Lips pressed against Song Muyu's neck, and when Duan Lang felt that he stopped breathing for his charity, the soft touch in his arms and his figure disappeared immediately, and Duan Lang returned to reality.

Looking at the ceiling blankly, the next second, Duan Lang stood up and sat on the bed, his eyes were so cold that he didn't look like he had just woken up from a dream.

He glanced at the clock on the bedside table, it was still a long time before dawn; but now Duan Lang's sleepiness has completely disappeared.

Not wanting to waste time, he got out of bed, pushed open the hidden door on the right side of the bed, and entered another space; the comfort brought by the soft Persian carpet made him relax, and after finding the target by the dim light, he Uncork the glass bottle, get a glass of wine for yourself, and then sit on the exclusive sofa.

The scenery seen from the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of Duan Lang is a peaceful world. The sky without any cloud cover is full of twinkling stars and bright moon. The picture full of artistic conception always arouses people's emotional side.

The dream just now was the two most intimate and beautiful times in Duan Lang's memory with Song Muyu.

And the rest of the past after that is ugly, cruel, dark, and unbearable; the destroyed him, the broken him, and the crazy him are the memory stains that Duan Lang has always wanted to get rid of.

Duan Lang didn't know why he dreamed of Song Muyu?

In the five years since Song Muyu left, Duan Lang had never dreamed about him once; now that he suddenly realized something in his dream that could never be realized in reality, his mood was so complicated.

In his heart, he wanted to see Mu Yu again, but as for what to do after the meeting, Duan Lang himself didn't know, because when Mu Yu was still with him during the last period, the two of them were in a speechless situation. status.

So dreaming about him, maybe it's just because Ji Mu's voice triggered an emotion in his heart, it doesn't make any sense.

Having said that, Duan Lang never stopped drinking, and his thinking eyes were still dignified looking out the window.

At this moment, a shadow flashed across the corner of his eyes, Duan Lang tensed his nerves flexibly, put down his wine glass, and went to the French window to check.

But there was nothing on the empty balcony, not even a fallen leaf, as if the black shadow just now was just his illusion.

When he was about to open the glass door to check carefully, a figure jumped into his eyes instantly, meeting his eyes through the glass.

It's Himeki!

Duan Lang frowned unhappily, but Ji Mu didn't respond at all, his eyes were straight ahead.

"Himeki Takazuki, what are you doing sneaking around outside my study so late?"

Duan Lang opened the glass door, with displeasure in his mouth, waiting for him to explain the suspicious situation, but Ji Mu walked past him and entered the study with a face of indifference.

"You stand for me—!"

After seeing Ji Mu's behavior, the strict order suddenly disappeared.After entering the study, Ji Mu looked like a doll under a spell, wandering back and forth in front of the bookcase without touching anything, just walking around, which made Duan Lang a little astonished.

Taking a closer look, there is no Duan Lang in Ji Mu's eyes; even if the eyes meet, the sight is so empty and soulless, like a wandering soul living in his own world.

Could it be sleepwalking! ?

Duan Lang furrowed his brows with shock.

But amid doubts, Ji Mu passed by Duan Lang again and returned to the balcony.

Duan Lang's heart stopped beating as he watched him stare at the night scene outside for a while, then suddenly climbed up the balcony fence.

"Himeki!"

When he lowered his voice to stop it, Himeki had already jumped off the balcony.The shocking scene almost overlapped with the scene of Mu Yu committing suicide in front of him four years ago, making Duan Lang's face change.

Quickly move forward to pay attention, but there is no figure of Himeki in the courtyard and no impact sound; the whole world is still as quiet and serene, paradoxically like another dream.Slowly tightening his fists, Duan Lang's expression was darker than the night before him.

Duan Lang didn't go downstairs to confirm Ji Mu's whereabouts, so Duan Lang suppressed what happened in front of him for the time being.

After walking into the study, he sat back on the sofa and picked up the wine glass and drank again