kiss the night

Some vague memories flooded Yan Zhao's mind. He vaguely remembered that he had seen a woman in that empty house in the villa at the foot of the mountain before. Although he couldn't remember the woman's face clearly, Yan Zhao once suspected that the woman was Laurentine's wife or lover. However, during several contacts, Laurentine acted like a [-]% single man, including Elena, who he said was not his. Daughter, just a child picked up in an orphanage.

The child she picked up was not even given the title of adoptive daughter, and when Elena heard Laurentine talking about these things, her expression was calm, and she did not have the sadness, sadness or any other emotions that a little girl should have. fluctuation.She seemed to be listening to other people's stories, or, if it was Laurentine who said that she was indeed from the orphanage, then Elena obviously no longer cared about any past events.

why?

Although Yan Zhao knew that he should be grateful to Laurentine, he felt more and more that the blond duke was hiding a secret.

Some unspoken, dark secrets.

Yan Zhao turned over and got out of bed, determined to find out the source of the voice.

In the early morning, the castle had fallen into dead silence, and a strong wind was blowing outside the window, blowing into the castle from various gaps, and whimpering through the corridors, which made people feel a kind of fear unconsciously.In order to prevent himself from making any unnecessary noise, Yan Zhao simply stepped on the ground with his bare feet. His white and tender soles were like cat's paw pads, and they fell on the ground without a sound. Even Yan Zhao himself didn't realize that he is now The flexibility of the movements made has far exceeded that of normal humans.

He focused all his attention on the female voice, he wanted to know who it was, if it was the woman he remembered before.

The castle occupies a huge area, and the corridors twist and turn. However, Yan Zhao could tell that the sound came from the ground with his own sense of hearing. When he realized this, he was surprised.

On the first floor, the work in the kitchen is not over yet. Hearing the footsteps of the maids, Yan Zhao hid in the corner of the wall. The shadows reflected by the candlelight swayed on the wall. The castle in the middle of the night is always tainted with a mysterious atmosphere. , Yan Zhao held his breath and almost melted into the darkness.

"Do you think he might be related to the recent riots?"

"I don't know, I only heard about that prophecy."

"what?"

"The fangs have come back to the sky. Mr. Father came here before, and it seems that it was for this matter. In short, His Highness will definitely worry about these things these days. You have to be careful when doing things, and don't make mistakes... Okay, This is not something we should discuss, let's get to work."

The second maid who spoke made a "hush" sound, and then the two hurried out of the corridor.

Their voices were not too loud, Yan Zhao wasn't sure if he heard them clearly, what "fangs"?This kind of vocabulary that rarely appears in real life may be some kind of code word.

After he was quiet in the corridor, he walked towards the basement door again.

It was a stone door, as old as a cellar seen in movies, Yan Zhao was not sure if he entered from here, but his sense of hearing told him that the strange female voice came from here.He pulled the door knocker hard, thinking that it would take some effort to pull it open, but he didn't expect that the door was only ajar, and Yan Zhao was able to quickly enter the underground corridor.

Compared with the magnificent decoration on the ground of the castle, the decoration of the basement is much simpler. There is no carpet on the ground, and there are only bare stone walls around. The air has a strong smell of dust. Mixed with the damp breath.

After hearing the weeping female voice, Yan Zhao couldn't help but stop, he hesitated for a while, and then boldly asked, "Is anyone there?"

There seemed to be a sound of something being overturned. Yan Zhao widened his eyes and ran towards the direction of the sound: "Who is it?" His footsteps stopped outside a prison-like room. The reason why it is called a prison is because Because it was a metal door with only a small window that could be pushed and pulled, and nothing else.

Just as Yan Zhao was identifying the current situation, the window was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and a crazy woman's face covered the window, with disheveled hair and gloomy white teeth exposed, she showed a strange smile: "You Here you come, little monster, here you come!"

little monster! ?

Yan Zhao took a step back, he looked at this woman whom he had never met in shock, and wondered why she called himself this way: "You know me?"

"Hahaha." The woman laughed harder, and when she finished laughing, she suddenly began to cry again, "Of course I know you, you are all one, devil! Sooner or later you will be crucified and burned in the scorching sun Among them, you will never turn over, devil! You are devils, I should have known it earlier!" She was hysterical, with her hands on the window, her long nails seemed to stick out to scratch Yan Zhao's face.

Yan Zhao was taken aback by her, but luckily the woman was locked on the other side of the door.

"You, what's wrong with you?" He restrained the urge to flee and asked.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of boots hitting the ground in the corridor of the basement, and it was not too fast, and it was getting closer and closer to Yan Zhao's direction.Under such circumstances, Yan Zhao almost lost the ability to think, he froze on the spot, looking at the distant candle that faintly approached him.

Until he saw Laurentine's face.

Handsome but pale, his long hair is pulled back, and his deep eyes are staring at Yan Zhao, expressionless, as if examining and weighing something.

"Sir, Mr. Laurentine!" Without thinking, Yan Zhao jumped to Laurentine's side. Obviously, compared to the woman in the dungeon who was madly trying to hurt him, the Duke in front of him was more It's good to rely on, at least... Yan Zhao thinks so.

Laurentine's arm was hugged by Yan Zhao, his expression was slightly loose, and his arm, which was originally tense with blue veins, relaxed. He supported Yan Zhao and pulled him to his side: "Why don't you sleep?"

"I, I heard a woman's voice, so... that's why I wanted to take a look." Yan Zhao stammered nervously, "I'm sorry, sir, I shouldn't walk around." He lowered his head, admitting his mistake sincerely.

Laurentine nodded, and moved her eyes to the woman, Catherine became quiet.

"Come on, go back to your room." He turned and walked out.

Yan Zhao didn't dare to stay longer, and ran out following Laurentine's pace. When he left the basement, he turned his head and looked at the empty corridor again, but he didn't feel relaxed in his heart. He always felt that this There is a problem behind the matter.

Laurentine seemed to have read his heart, and when she closed the door to the basement, she said, "She is a lunatic who broke into the castle without authorization. Gilbert has already contacted the police station, and they will send her out tomorrow. She took it."

Yan Zhao raised his head and looked at the expression of the Duke, seeing that he was still calm, so he had no choice but to answer in a low voice, as if he knew.

"The basement of the castle is a dungeon left by the previous owner. It happened a long time ago... Now it is not cleaned very much. There is a lot of dust, which is harmful to health. You don't need to go in again."

"I know, sir." Yan Zhao felt wronged and dared not look at that man again.

After a dreamless night, Laurentine kept his promise and asked Gilbert to prepare a car to take Yan Zhao back to the city in the early morning of the next day.The morning of the Red Moon Castle was as quiet as ever. The maids shuttled through the corridors, holding fresh bouquets in their hands for replacement, and several gardeners were also busy in the rose garden. Bailing, the soft sunlight shining on this land makes this ancient castle seem like an isolated paradise.

Yan Zhao didn't wait to come to Laurentine, and heard from Gilbert that the busy Duke had already gone out.

This time there was no goodbye, and Yan Zhao left the Red Moon Castle.

But in the apartment at No. A802 of the Beech Road community, what awaited him was a storm.

Si Qi was furious, snatched Yan Zhao's cell phone and threw it on the ground. He asked Yan Zhao why he didn't come back for more than a whole day, and where he went to fool around.

"Your wings have grown hard, so you just want to fly away, right!?" Si Qi was furious, his facial features twisted together ferociously, he kicked Yan Zhao's stomach, but was avoided by the other party.

Yan Zhao still kept his head down and docile action, but the apology did not come so timely as usual, on the contrary, he didn't know where the courage came from, and answered Si Qi's words: "I think you should find the girl named Lily. Have fun, I'm going out, just for your convenience." Or do you also like to have people watching when you do that kind of thing?

Yan Zhao thought angrily, he was really tired of Si Qi's fists and kicks, even though Yan Zhao was indeed brought up under the care of the Si family, he was still a normal man, no normal man, oh no, no one would No self-esteem at all.

He had indeed admired, even loved Si Qi, but that should almost stop.

No matter what Yan Zhao said, he has received a proper education, and his rationality is constantly telling him that that kind of short-lived and humble love should not continue to exist, and the relationship between him and Si Qi has become deformed to the point of irreparability .

However, Si Qi obviously doesn't know the various thoughts in the brain of the person in front of him. He just got the answer naturally after hearing Yan Zhao's answer: "Are you jealous?"

"No." Yan Zhao didn't know where the strength came from, he shook off Si Qi's hand that wanted to touch him, and ran all the way upstairs, "I just had a relationship with you, that's all. Qing, I will definitely not cause you any trouble, you can rest assured."

"Go fuck and have sex!"

The moment Yanzhao closed the door, he heard the sound of things being smashed from downstairs. He covered his ears with his hands, and shrank himself into the quilt, as if he could isolate himself from the world and gain some scarcity. the tranquility.