love nowhere

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01

"Give me the ring." Qi Kang pushed Xie Yao away, spread his palms and asked Xie Yao.

"No, how can you take back what you gave away?" Xie Yao tightened his grip on the silver ring in his pocket.

Although he disliked this ring before, Xie Yao didn't dare to throw it away.Not to mention the fact that this ring brought him to this time and space, allowing him to start over again, and more importantly, the things Qi Kang sent should not be thrown away casually.

Qi Kang gave him this silver ring in his previous life, so to speak or not, it was out of intention. When Xie Yao knew that the ring was his father's wedding ring, he belatedly realized a key thing.

Ah, it turned out that it was really a marriage proposal that night, and I didn't make a mistake, it was just that Qi Kang was shy.

Qi Kang sneered, "First, you gave it back to me on your own initiative."

He put his hand into Xie Yao's pocket, held Xie Yao tightly and squeezed his hand, "Second, didn't you lose it before? Why did you pick it up again?"

"Ok?"

Guiltyly, Xie Yao let go of his hand, allowing Qi Kang to take the ring from his palm, and he said stiffly: "So what if I give it to you, sooner or later you have to give it to me again."

The voice is very small, it is a model of cowardly and mouth-loving.

Qi Kang wanted to laugh in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. He said bluntly to Xie Yao: "Now, please get out of my sight for a while."

"What are you doing?" Xie Yao was puzzled.

"Crack." Qi Kang untied the first cut of the hospital gown, raised his eyebrows, "Change clothes and leave the hospital."

Xie Yao looked at the fair skin on Qi Kang's chest, and couldn't help swallowing, "You, you just stay here, and you will be discharged after a day or two of recuperation."

Qi Kang neatly unbuttoned the entire top of the hospital gown, and the clothes hung down, revealing his strong and powerful back, scaring Xie Yao into fleeing.

It's just too much.

In just one day, Xie Yao complained countless times about Qi Kang's act of taking advantage of his favor and committing murder.

He slammed his head heavily on the door of the ward, thinking silently: Yaoer, don't worry, when Qi Kang is completely chased, you can do whatever you want, this person will not refuse.

The more Xie Yao thought about it, the stronger the desire arose. He approached the door unconsciously, but when he put his eyes to the door, he stopped the car and spurned himself desperately.

"Bang." There was another sound of head banging on the door.

In the ward, Qi Kang stripped his clothes clean, and when he walked into the bathroom, he accidentally glanced at the mirror.

"What the hell?"

He looked down at his left abdomen in surprise, and there was a hideous scar on it.

It is entangled on Qi Kang's body like a snake, its tail submerged into the triangle, while its head pokes towards the heart like a hunting.

"..."

After lying down for a long time, there were inexplicably more holes in his body.

What did you do?

Qi Kang raised the ring in his hand, he didn't know if it was an illusion, the ring seemed to be hot.He looked at the ring for a while, then at the scar, and sighed helplessly.

It is estimated that Xie Yao made the wound himself in that time and space, and the ring strangely transferred it to the current body.What happened to it and Xie Yao to cause such an injury?

Qi Kang touched his chin.

It is a miracle that he survived such a wound.

02

In the dark aquarium, Francisco stepped across the water tank step by step, and the sound of his steps disturbed the creatures floating in the water. They quietly approached the glass wall, watching the expressionless man enter the curator's room.

"The aquarium exists, and it does not serve any organization." Francisco stood in front of the whiteboard hanging on the wall, and whispered the rules in "The Zoo Rules".

"What can I do to keep you?"

"I give you skinny streets, hopeless sunsets, and wild moons."

"I will give you sorrow for a person who has been looking at the lonely moon for a long time."

Francisco sang Borges' "Two English Poems" again, his eyes widened, and he opened the whiteboard, and various photos were nailed to the wall.

He took down a photo, on which was a man in a white shirt, with a coquettish face, ambiguous marks under the neckline, and a cigarette lingering on his blood-stained hands.

"I found your heir." Francisco had a nostalgic look on his face.

"He has grown up well, and he is becoming more and more like the person you put in your heart. When I was watching the show, I almost mistook him, thinking that person was resurrected."

"Until the moment that child puts on your mask, I can't be sure that he is the heir you raised. The amber eyes are so beautiful, and any kind of emotion is suitable to be placed in such a pair of eyes."

"Hateful, indifferent, fanatical."

Francisco stroked the face of the person in the photo with his fingers, and put his thumb on the lit cigarette, as if he had been scalded. Instead, he held the photo with both hands and lowered his head little by little.

He kissed a picture.

He is kissing the person in the picture.

"I will bring him into a world that only belongs to him. This world once existed only for you. Since you left in such a hurry, it doesn't matter if you leave this world to him."

Francisco stood in the only light in the curator's room, and the dark shadows around him seemed to be moving, and whispers sounded.

He scanned the photos on the wall and finally settled on an out-of-focus photo.

The shadows are blurred.

He closed his eyes and dreamed devoutly.

At that time, he was still working as a waiter in a hidden place. He served the dignitaries on the hunting ground and carefully cared for the prey sent to the field.

That man is the most attractive and deadliest prey in the audience.He simply stood beside the champagne tower, a black dress pulled out a tall and straight body, and his white neck faintly exuded an enviable fragrance.

As long as you keep your eyes on him, it is impossible to look at other prey on the field.

A pack of wolves waited around, and a brave wolf stepped forward, a powerful woman who had been in the circle for many years.She was wearing a swaying red dress, and she pulled people up and ran out, her jewels swaying Linglingly.

It was a pity for everyone, they only saw the docile prey leaving with the hunter, but Francisco could see clearly that the prey smiled at the clean floor.

A grin of prey.

He knelt on the ground, suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and turned his head to serve the gray-haired old man wholeheartedly.

"Distracted, huh?"

He met the old man's sharp gaze, and replied vaguely: "No, no."

The hand controlling the back of the head exerted force and brought him to a place where he could not breathe. Something astringent burst from his throat and rushed into his chest, trying to bury his curiosity about the prey.

"Cough cough."

Francisco loosened his tie and followed the halo to the door of the noblewoman's room. He was silent, staring at the combination lock for a few seconds, then lowered his head.

"Clap."

The door opened slowly, Francis' eyes shrank, and he saw a scene he never dared to imagine: the woman's neck was bloody and bloody on the bed, and the black and red blood struggled to flow out, staining the bed sheet red.The man who was supposed to be the prey was looking at himself lazily with a lady's cigarette in his mouth.

"You, killed her?" Francesco couldn't believe it.The prey and attendants of this vanity fair were all sold here by the family, and there was no room for autonomy and resistance.

But the man killed the hunter, in an extremely cruel way.

"Well, it doesn't taste very good."

The smoke on the man's mouth oozes with blood, whose blood is unknown, and the blood is wrapped in the slender column of smoke, guiding the burning light.

Francis asked stammeringly, "You, what's your name?"

"Zhuang Xiang."

"If you think about it in your heart, there will be an echo."

"Then what's your name?" The man's cigarette quietly wrapped around Francesco's neck.

"Francisco."

"Ah, your expression really looks like a clown, it's pathetic."

Zhuang Xiang's black dress coat was draped over his shoulders, and he left like a gust of wind. When Francesco came back to his senses, he only had time to record a blurry figure with his mobile phone.

"I followed this ray of light, and for the first time I really had the urge to kneel down." Francisco's voice was very soft, afraid of disturbing the people in the blur.

"You kissed me, hated the taste in my mouth, but laughed again."

"Smiling beautifully."

"Since then, you have killed a few more dignitaries, and then completely disappeared before my eyes."

Francis babbled about the past stories, "You said that the aquarium in that place is beautiful, and the translucent jellyfish swim carefree and don't care about any dirty things, so I thought about building an aquarium a long time ago. Hall."

"I saw that when you saw that person, your eyes were full of inferiority complex, and I was very distressed."

He tremblingly took the photo in his hand, and stuck it on his heart, "It's fine if you get happiness, but you still died in the hands of those people, without even leaving your complete body. "

"I hate it."

"We hate it!"

Zhuang Xiang is a ray of light for vulnerable prey in the dark night, lighting up hope.After the deaths of several hunters in the hunting ground, the police followed the clues to check the door and sealed the place completely, allowing them to leave freely.

But fate did not let them go.

They were exposed to the broad daylight, and there was nowhere to hide in the darkness wrapped in the world of mortals, so they gathered together and shrank in the shadows again, only this time, they took the initiative to choose to become Zhuang Xiang's believers.

If so, what would happen if they killed a scum before they died?

If so, what would happen if they wiped out one more piece of darkness before seeing the light?

But they have not seen the light for a long time.

Francisco had an old guest in the dealer's house. He used himself as a bait to tie up the gray-haired man, and finally asked the news that broke everyone's heart.

"Zhuang Xiang is dead, the young master of the Zhuang family has a bad heart, and the matching organs are in Zhuang Xiang's body, so I can only..."

Francisco wept.

I can't keep you with anything.

Now I finally have a chance to make amends, and I will bring your faithful followers to welcome your heir back to his place.

He will have a beautiful crown.

Whoever he wanted to disappear, let that person disappear.

"This clown's aquarium is not affiliated with any organization."

"It is yours, and it belongs exclusively to your heirs from now on."

Francis said silently, "Qi Kang."