The Blood Hourglass

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We quickly reached the Sanxiang Street. This street is very long. Although the buildings in the two rows of the street are very old, they still seem to be very classical. They are all one-color three- to four-story small buildings. The different rooms on these different levels do not seem to have the same house number, perhaps because they do not belong to the same household. In this way, It is not easy for us to find that 105. So Sinmo could only drive the car slowly, carefully looking out the window when passing by those old houses. But outside, there are new images that are completely incompatible with those old houses. People who don’t know the reason may get off the car and take a stroll to take a good look at the “symbol” of the city’s prosperity. But one thing is absolutely correct, that is, this street is definitely the most prosperous place in the city, and the turnover per night is definitely an unimaginable astronomical figure.

"I remember when I saw this street for the first time, I thought I was shooting a movie!" Sinmo joked with a daze when he saw me.

"Movies are more real than here!" Looking at everything in front of me, I felt like I was walking into an illusion, not real at all.

"Is this your first impression?" Sinmo still smiled and asked, as if in front of me, he would rarely be too serious. Maybe this is the natural way to face friends!

"Will there be kinsmen in this kind of place?" I can't help but feel that behind such a lively, there may be another side that ordinary people can't see, such as: living in houses on both sides of the street Many blood-sucking creatures, they lure people in, and then do whatever they want, and all the truth will be covered by the noise here, no one notices.

"Yes! Gu I know that there are some people in our secret party who come here often, maybe for food, maybe for fun, maybe just for a while." Sinmo doesn't intend to hide anything from me, even these secret parties. The information inside the party knows everything about me

"Do you come often?" I was suddenly interested in this question. What would a person like sinmo look like a gentleman behind his back?

"Me? There is no need to come. I have a nice personal villa to live in. Someone prepares good food for me every day. As for fun? Men are all necessary, but I have no interest in the women here." sinmo Now speaking to me more and more bluntly, there is no euphemism at all.

"That's right, how can the president of a big company look at the women here? If you nod your head, there will be a brigade of beauties willingly sent to the door, I think the first one is your special assistant lady Come on!" I still can't forget now, she gave me a shocking glance when she put down the cup. From that glance, I can clearly see that she hates me, but why? Sinmo didn't introduce her to me, let alone say that I was his girlfriend. She didn't have to hate me so much!

"Why did you think of mery again?" Sinmo felt a little strange, why I always care about mery, she is just a person who has only photographed me and didn't even say a word!

"The look in her eyes makes me unforgettable, so I can't help but always talk about her." I told the truth.

"The look? What look?" Sinmo didn't understand what I was talking about.

"When she brought me tea, she glanced at me, that look was so profound." I replied.

"Oh, what did you see?" Sinmo asked naturally.

"It's hate! And it's a deep-rooted hate that has been accumulated for many years, so I don't understand even more. It should be the first time I met her. Why would she hate me so much?" In fact, I said that because I wanted sinmo. Tell me the reason, because he should be the only one who really knows the reason.

"It was all my fault that made her hate you so much." Sinmo said with a smile. The laugh is still so, but there is a little helplessness in the laugh.

"I only met you for a few days, can't we have such a deep hatred?" I don't believe it at all because I just became friends with Sinmo for two or three days, and she can't stand it. If that is the case, then this woman is too terrifying, even more terrifying than a vampire.

"You are just a scapegoat, in fact, it has nothing to do with you." Sinmo said that he seemed to find it funny, "It is really unbelievable to say it. In fact, because I am afraid that she has been pestering me and mistaken myself. She has a lifelong life, so she made up a girlfriend to lie to her vividly, and described her girlfriend’s long portrait carefully to her, such as black hair, a good figure, especially the cold tone of speaking and the silence of everything. Her arrogant attitude. But she just didn’t believe it, and she had to show her my girlfriend, and said she wanted to know where I lost. But where did I find such a rammed character! Then there was no way, I planned to do it casually I showed her a portrait, and it happened that I saw a very old middle-world oil painting in the room of the elder of the Mi Party. There was a young woman on it. Apart from the different hair color, it fits my description very well, so I just I secretly asked someone to draw a picture of it for her to see, and after she saw it, she was unwilling to admit defeat." Sinmo went over the length of the story.

"But what does this have to do with me?" Obviously, there is no word that has anything to do with me from beginning to end.

"The relationship is very big, but you don't know." Sinmo said in a mysterious way.

"What's the relationship?" I was even more confused.

"It's really strange to say that the woman on that portrait is very similar to you except for her hair color and age, and the oil painting is only an oil painting after all, not as clear as the photo, so anyone who sees the painting will think that it is you. . And mery’s misunderstanding is also natural. After all, you went to the company with me today, and you didn’t know that you were the first girl I took to the company. It is natural for her to think so.” Sinmo said as if Everything is true and true.

"It turned out to be like this, no wonder she hates me so much. I'm so innocent! I've been unjustly wronged." I fully believe in everything Sinmo said, although it's a little unbelievable, how big the world is, and looks exactly like a person. Not in the minority, let alone just a painting. It's just not worth it for oneself, and it's a bit too wrong to take the blame for painting.

"Okay, let's stop calling the wrongs. We seem to be here. No. 105 should be in these buildings. Let's get off the car and look for it carefully." Sinmo found an open space and stopped the car, and then we all got off the car and went everywhere. Look at the house numbers on these houses. But these numbers are in a mess, and there is no way to tell in what order they are arranged, so the 105 number is nowhere to be found.

"Can't we ask someone to ask?" I really can't figure it out, why can't we find a shortcut?

"The most fearful thing for people in this industry is to inquire, whether it is the place or the situation, so even if you ask, they will say that they don't know." Sinmo replied.

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