[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

Let's say goodbye to seeing you tomorrow or something, the little fox plans not to meet Hannibal in the near future.Even if he is not bad in nature and is a good person, just because he was suspected of being cuckolded and had that amazing low pressure just now, it also shows that he is not easy to mess with.You must know that counselors will bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone a person who is not a bun in the first place.

In any case, going out for a few days to avoid the limelight is definitely not wrong.If he is the big villain, then she escaped just in time to avoid disaster.If he is not, then she can leave for a few days and come back after he calms down.

After finishing the plan happily in his heart, the little fox packed up a few clothes, took his mobile phone ID and wallet, and hurried out.

Before entering the elevator, the little fox looked at the gate of Hannibal's house, and prayed silently in his heart that he was thinking too much, but he was actually a good person.

Just when the little fox left the apartment and ran all the way to the airport, a certain man on the fifth floor of the apartment, who was suspected of being a good guy and possibly a bad guy, was trying to piece together the fuzzy memories in his mind through some external force.

In the bedroom with insufficient light, it was quiet. The slender man leaned on the head of the bed, his legs wrapped in suit pants stretched out and crossed, casually resting on the bed.His lower body was neat and tidy, but all the clothes on his upper body were taken off. His strong chest muscles bulged slightly, and although he was lean, he had a lot of abdominal muscles with beautiful lines, making people tickle.

The man picked up the cuff from the bedside table and wrapped it tightly around his right elbow. He clenched his slender fingers several times to make the vein float to the surface.The sharp needle tip pierced the skin and slowly plunged into the blood vessel. The mandrel of the needle was slowly pushed forward by the man's thumb, and the cold liquid gradually merged with the blood, and soon the desired effect appeared.

Please don't kill me, I won't tell the truth!

Do you know what captivity is?

You want to escape!

No, as long as you don't drive me away, I will never leave you!

How do you explain this trace?

I was forced by someone, he is a very bad person, he...

The countless fragments in the brain are spliced ​​into scenes of scenes of youth, and they are connected together to form a film. With the rotation of the projector, those pictures are played coherently into a movie.

Hannibal watched the young man threaten the little girl ferociously, and in the future he could use her as a reason to take the blame for the dead ghost and save her life.He secretly hid people in his room, from the zero conversation at the beginning to the seemingly tense but intimate mutual bickering.He kept saying that he was afraid of the girl telling the truth, but the reason he was really angry was because she betrayed and ran away.The boy had long forgotten the reason why he kept the girl in the first place. He only remembered her vow to never leave him. He was happy for her closeness and angry for her departure.

The film gradually played to the end, just like those classic love movies.The hero and heroine sit and watch the sunset, approaching slowly under the fiery red light, and kissing intimately.Then...

Hannibal pinched himself severely, forcing himself to regain consciousness from the dreamlike state with an ugly face.He turned over and got off the bed, walked quickly into the bathroom and washed his face with cold water to wake up completely.

According to the picture in his memory, fox obviously traveled to the past to meet him as a boy after he knew himself.In other words, the trajectory of his youth was not what he remembers now.It was changed by the girl, so it caused him to be in a state of fuzzy memory in the beginning.

Although the current memory tells him that he used to have a close relationship with fox, but he has not experienced those things personally.The feelings in his mind seemed to be forced in halfway, forcing him to like that woman.

However, he was also him when he was a teenager, and they were one person.What the teenager has experienced is equivalent to what he has experienced.The person the boy likes is also the person he likes.But... why does he like her!

Hannibal put his hands on the edge of the sink, looking at himself in the mirror expressionlessly.He didn't want to admit that he was jealous of him when he was a teenager, but a deep voice in his heart smashed his mask like a hammer.

Admit it, you're just jealous of him.

He enjoys the little fox's comfort, companionship and help, but what about you?What you get is nothing more than scenes of mirror-like memory additions.What you really experienced personally was enduring the pain brought by the nightmare alone, shouldering the blame and incomprehension of your only relative, Mrs. Zi, and embarking on a journey of revenge alone.No one supports you, no one understands you, and no one helps you.

No one wakes you up when you are haunted by nightmares, and no one comforts you gently when you cry in pain.And he has all of these!

The gurgling water fell into the pool from the mouth of the faucet. It circled around the edge of the pool, and was finally swallowed by the leak.Hannibal reached over to turn off the water, and took a towel from a shelf beside him to wipe the water off his face.He looked at himself in the mirror, his yellow eyes gradually turned cold.

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The little fox bought a plane ticket to Hawaii. This is the latest flight. The scenery at the destination is charming. When he escapes, he can take a vacation by the way, which is really flattering.

Because of the lessons learned from being stuck in the plane directly in Sherlock's world, the little fox didn't rush to get on the plane, but hid in a small corner and waited for the broadcast to urge the last few to board the plane before running out and boarding the plane in a hurry.

"Ugh?"

"hiss!"

The chunky man with glasses was carrying a small luggage bag and staggered forward, almost hitting the girl in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The man with glasses quickly apologized, "Are you okay?"

The little fox smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."

The man pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced at the girl's suitcase, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

The little fox didn't pay attention to the small incident at all. She was always paying attention to her surroundings, for fear that Hannibal would suddenly appear from somewhere. However, the flight from New York to Hawaii was unbelievably smooth.After the little fox got off the plane and was paced by the shuttle bus sent by the hotel, she felt that she had really escaped successfully.

Very good!Didn't expect to leave so easily!Divergent thinking and imagination, maybe Hannibal is not a big boss, so he doesn't have the powerful tracking ability of McCoff and the others. He is just an ordinary man who gets angry after being 'cuckolded'.

Hannibal expressed dissatisfaction with this, and said that you are too happy, little fox.

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A beautiful seaside city with blue sea, blue sky, white waves and golden sands.There are passionate people in the passionate scenery. They show their best side to the guests who come here to play, and the foreigners infected by their enthusiasm gradually join in this atmosphere.

"Hey beauty, do you want me to put on sunscreen for you?"

"no thank you."

"Beauty, let's go surfing together?"

"No, I want to rest for a while."

"Miss, I would like to invite you to lunch."

"I've lost weight recently."

"Hello."

The irritability in the little fox's heart piled up, although walking on the beach in a bikini and being approached by someone showed that she was attractive.But if this is the case, it will start to become annoying when there are too many people.

"No!"

"Huh?" Bi roared in a bad tone, and the little boy shrank his neck, a little timid in his heart.

Hearing this immature voice, the little fox turned her head, and only then did she see the person who was talking to her clearly.Rather than a boy, the person in front of him might as well be a boy.

"What's the matter?" The little fox couldn't help lowering his voice.

"A brother asked me to pass it to you." He held a rose in his hand and handed it to the little fox.It opened delicately, brightly and beautifully: "And this card."

The little fox took the rose and the card suspiciously, and when he opened it, he saw the beautiful handwriting.

It's Hannibal's word!The little fox was stunned for a moment, and when she came back to her senses and wanted to chat with the little courier and get some information, the little courier had already disappeared.

It's slipping so fast, isn't this rose made of dangerous goods?

Although he knew in his heart that this was impossible, the little fox still checked carefully.After confirming that there was nothing strange, she was slightly relieved.

Open the card sent with the flowers, and a beautiful letter is written on the pure white card with a pen.

Did you have a good time?