dark cloud

'Squeak' The cold and dark basement was pushed open, the eyelids of the beautiful boy shackled by iron shackles trembled, but Yu Jiu didn't open his eyes, he didn't eat or drink all day and night, his pink lips were already a little dry, his forehead The broken hair sticks to the skin after being stained with sweat, the open collar reveals most of the white and smooth body, and the slender hands and feet are imprisoned by iron shackles. This beautiful and cruel picture can arouse the desire of any man to brutalize .

The gloomy man looks very ordinary, but the ferocious cold light in his eyes makes him look like a ferocious wolf. Under his white shirt, circles of white gauze still seeping blood can be seen vaguely. He took a drag on his cigarette and walked over to pinch the boy's chin.

"As killers, you really are willing to do anything, but it's a pity, you may not be able to kill me if you sell yourself."

The boy suddenly opened his eyes, and the light gray pupils exuded a terrifying murderous intent.

Lian Jue mocked with a cigarette in his mouth, "Why? Not reconciled? What's the use of not being reconciled? If it weren't for your skin, you would have been thrown to the sharks by me, ha ha, but having said that , Your taste, tsk tsk, is really unforgettable." Lian Jue's fingers began to stroke the delicate skin of the young man's jaw, and his eyes were also full of burning desire.

The young man gritted his teeth and tried hard to restrain his urge to kill the man in front of him violently. The iron shackles tightly strangled his hands and feet, and the bruised and purple strangled marks were worn out with blood stains.

"Hmph, you have a good look. I hope you can keep this look before you are killed." Lian Jue spat out the cigarette butt in his mouth, stretched out his hand and began to tear the boy's clothes.

"Kill you, I will kill you, Lian Jue, you have killed so many people, you will die a terrible death!" The corner of the boy's lips was bitten, and bright red blood bloomed at the corner of his mouth, which was extremely glamorous and exciting Lian Jue's nerves, he even began to breathe harder, the boy's clothes quickly turned into a pile of debris in his hands, no kisses, no foreplay, Lian Jue violently opened the boy's body and forced him to accept himself hot.

"I killed so many people? So you are not only a killer but also an avenger, yes, yes, I will let you see who died first, baby, you are bleeding." He said so, but Lian Jue He didn't stop because the boy's private parts were bleeding profusely, he seemed to do it on purpose, wanting to tear the boy apart and watch him die covered in blood.

The severe pain has nearly broken the young man's mind, his light gray eyes are as black as ink, and as cold as ice to kill, Lian Jue has been slowly immersed in love, even if it is only If he shows a little slack, then this will be his only and last chance!

The boy's two wrists broke free from the iron shackles that had been deliberately loosened at some point, and a thin blade like a blade that had been curled up in his palm cut Lian Jue's body at lightning speed. The carotid artery, the moment Lianjue woke up, the boy tightly strangled Lianjue's neck with the iron shackles in his hand, and the thin blade in his hand pierced deeply into Lianjue's heart again.

"You...!" A large amount of blood spewed out from Lian Jue's carotid artery, and the stabbing pain in his chest made him finally fall down like a puddle of mud, his blood stained the boy The boy covered in blood and sitting in a pool of blood slowly smiled.

"Look, I said, you will die badly, Lian Jue, you can go to hell with me!" The young man smiled happily, black blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, the young man held the thin blade The palm turned black, and there was a pungent fishy smell.

"Knife, who, who gave it to you?!" Lian Jue struggled on the ground with his eyes wide open. When the boy was imprisoned here, his whole body was checked, and there was no possibility of needles. Then this knife Who gave the poisoned knife?

The young man's eyes began to slacken, and a mocking smile appeared on his bloody pretty face: "Do you think I'm the only one who misses you dead? I'll tell you how many people miss you dead after I get to hell, haha... .”

In the cold basement, blood filled the air, and the two shocking corpses in the pool of blood seemed to be a warning before the end. Misfortune and blood were the prelude to the prelude, and the sad melody was the bell that struck midnight.

'Crack' The cup containing the milk fell into countless pieces on the ground, and the white liquid splashed everywhere.

"Third Young Master, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?" Uncle Ling looked at Su Yalun who was suddenly stunned, with a somewhat uncertain expression.

The hand that was about to reach out to catch the cup suddenly stopped, and the cup in his hand didn't hold tightly, and then he just watched the cup fall to the ground, "No, no, I'm fine." He said to Uncle Ling like this Said, but... He suddenly had a very bad premonition, as if something was going to happen.

A man's sixth sense?Smiling silently, Su Yalun picked up the sandwich on the table and took a bite. He was wearing a British-style navy blue suit today. The slim fit and unique aristocratic design made him look like a pampered young master of the nobility. The dark brown shattered hair brushed his white diamond earrings from time to time. If he could smile at this moment, it would be more perfect, but at this moment, he didn't even show the smile that usually hangs on the corner of his mouth.

"Third Young Master, let me go with you." Today, the company will hold a board meeting. Although Su Yalun has never been to the company, he also has a position in the company, and he also has shares. Anyone who misses the company's annual routine board meeting Can't go on.

Therefore, even if he doesn't want to go anymore, Su Yalun must go to the company to show his face and make a show.

"No need, it's not going to break into the dragon's pool and tiger's lair. Are you still afraid that those old guys will eat me in front of my eldest brother and second brother?" It was the first time that Su Yalun went out so early, wearing a pair of black sunglasses to cover most of his face , He wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible, and try to appear as low as possible, so he didn't choose to come to the company with Su Hanhai and Su Mingrui.

The place where the board of directors was held today was not in the headquarters, but an entertainment company under its banner. Su Yalun's figure was reflected on the mirror-like floor. He was stunned for a moment when he looked at himself under his feet. It was for a moment that he saw an amber light flashing in his own eyes in the shadow under his feet.

Do light brown eyes glow like this in light?Or is he dazzled?

"Aaron, what are you doing?" Su Mingrui just entered the company when he saw Su Yalun standing there in a daze.

"Huh? Brother, you are here." Su Yalun shook his head and smiled and walked towards Su Mingrui. Many people coming and going in the hall focused their eyes on them. Before Su Hanhai came, there were even The people who tried to strike up a conversation died down at this moment.

"Ah! So he is the president's younger brother, so handsome and beautiful!" "The president is also very handsome! So cool and handsome!" A group of little girls hid in the corner and discussed quietly.

"You don't know much about the company's affairs, so you just listen later. If those old guys say something, you don't need to pay attention to them. I and your second brother are here." Su Mingrui still had a cold face , the tone is also domineering beyond doubt.

Su Mingrui didn't need to say that he planned to do the same, so he tried to keep his presence low on the board of directors, and wandered between dazed and distracted all morning. I remember the dissatisfied look in his eyes when they left.

He doesn't understand anything, knows nothing, can they still expect him to become a business elite like Su Hanhai and Su Mingrui?They are really dissatisfied with him for not working for the company but spending the company's money recklessly.

Su Yalun sat on the chair and watched the backs of the people leaving and laughed, his eyes were full of indifference and alienation, he was always just a bystander.

"Don't pay attention to what they say." Su Hanhai patted him on the shoulder.

"I don't mind, what they said is the truth." Su Yalun smiled at Su Hanhai.

"You also know it's true?" Su Mingrui looked at him sternly, "Your position in the company is just a vacant position. To put it bluntly, it is dispensable. You should find a position for yourself. Don't you want to spend your whole life in this position?" Go on like this? Hmph!"

Su Hanhai looked at Su Mingrui's leaving back with a wry smile. He reached out and rubbed Su Yalun's hair, "Don't blame elder brother for talking to you like this. He actually hates iron but not steel. You didn't like going into business since you were a child. We all know that we don't want to force you, and we will support you in what you want to do, but, Aaron, you have grown up, it's time to plan your future."

"I know"

Both Su Hanhai and Su Mingrui had already left, and he was the only one left in the entire meeting hall. He sat there alone and looked up at the endless blue sky outside the window. He was very close to him, but there was a distance that could never be crossed. He was so close. It is also close to the end of the world.

I am obviously not bound by anything, but I can't be free anyway. Why is this desire for freedom getting stronger and stronger?Could it be that he hadn't become Su Yalun's obsession before?

Even if it is dead, is it still engraved in the depths of the soul?What kind of life would have such madness?

At some point, a person stood by the open door. He held up a camera and stared at the person in the conference hall in a daze for a long time. Finally, he picked up the camera in his hand as if he had discovered a treasure and took a burst of snap shots. Before he came back to his senses, he seemed to escape and left.

He was holding the camera with an excited expression on his face, and he kept running down the stairs while thinking nonstop. He was just a photographer, and the downstairs was where they were filming today. The director was very angry today and smashed a lot of things. During the rest time, he accidentally wandered to the top floor, accidentally saw the conference hall with the door not closed, and accidentally discovered a scene that made him very excited.

The focal length on the camera screen is pulled a little closer, and the background is completely ignored. There is only a half-length image of a person on the picture. The soft light falls on a beautiful and delicate face, and the long eyelashes are slightly raised. The light brown eyes have been staring at the sky outside the window. It should be a beautiful longing, but it seems to be enduring pain. The indifferent smile on the corner of the mouth also has an indescribable melancholy, which is beautiful and illusory but makes people feel. . . . .Distressed.

"Director, director, look, look!" The photographer excitedly handed over the camera in his hand.

"What are you doing?! Didn't you see that I'm here waiting for your shot? What are you doing running out? We have a lot of time? I wasted so much time by a group of scumbags, KAO!" the director with stubble Cursing, his eyes swept across the entire set with unkind eyes.

"No, director, look at this!" The photographer persistently stuffed the camera into the director's arms, and the director subconsciously glanced at it, and then the whole person fell silent.

"This is......"

"How is it? Not bad? Is the artistic conception you mentioned just now the same feeling?" The photographer looked smug.

"Well, it's not bad, it feels good. By the way, who is this? There is such a trump card hidden in Xingrui? Why don't I know? Where did you go just now?" The director is not a fool, and soon realized the problem. .

"Uh... I accidentally went to the top floor just now, the door of the meeting room above was open, and he was sitting in it alone, I..."

"Okay, I got it!" The director immediately interrupted him, "The meeting upstairs today is Xingrui's board meeting, so you are glad that the meeting is over, otherwise, would you rush up to find out what will happen?" The director said His gaze swept over coldly, and the photographer couldn't help shivering.

The director didn't seem to want to embarrass the photographer too much, so he didn't continue talking. He looked at the camera for a long time, rubbed the stubble on his chin with his fingers, and turned his shrewd eyes around, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's not Su Mingrui or Su Hanhai who joined the board of directors at such a young age. I heard that the third young master of the Su family also came to the meeting this time. Could it be him? But I've seen that kid before, and he doesn't seem like him."

"Director, are you still filming?" the assistant on the side asked cautiously.

"Why didn't you shoot? Do you think my time is wasted for you?" The director started showing signs of going berserk again.

"But..." The photographer pinched the camera in his hand as if protesting.

The director looked at the unwilling photographer with a gloomy expression. He took out the memory card in the camera and handed the camera to the photographer. "I have my own opinion on this matter. Just do your part well."

The ad he is currently holding is a perfume ad for a big foreign brand. How many opponents did he beat before he accepted such a difficult challenge? Only he knows how much pressure is on his shoulders. Today Both the actors and the scenery are fully prepared, but the shooting process is not satisfactory. This perfume suitable for both men and women does not have the feeling he wants no matter how the actors perform. He is angry, really Very angry, not blaming others, but a little hated for my own incompetence.

"You clearly know that this actor can't perform that kind of effect at all, but you still insist on it. I don't know what you are thinking!" The filming did not go well, and the set was disbanded early. The director was arguing fiercely.

"I paid for it, why not? Do you think it's easy to change the protagonist, just like changing clothes?" The director lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"There is the most suitable candidate in front of you. Why do you want to look far away? It is not difficult or impossible to change the protagonist. The most important thing is that this advertisement can be successful."

"The most suitable candidate? Do you know who he is? Do you know he can act? Do you know he is willing to shoot commercials? Do you know that Letitia will accept an unknown person to endorse their commercials? Don't think about everything So naive, hum."

The photographer was finally speechless. He lowered his head and stopped talking. He only thought about the figure sitting alone in the conference hall. Such a beautiful picture, but it's a pity...