Poison Veleno

Petersburg in the moon is as beautiful as gilding.Even the people on the street are golden.

Mi Qing said: "Yan, I'm sorry." Tong Yan turned his head and gently held her chin, Mi Qing cooperated with the sideways face, which was still slightly flushed.Tong Yan pouted and blew, "Does it still hurt?"

Fan chuckled and shook his head.He said in a self-deprecating tone, "Being a third son, you must have the awareness to be a third son. If you don't get beaten, you should be a third son." After speaking, Tong Yan looked at him in a daze, with a smile fixed on his face, "I am It’s not that I said something wrong, that’s how ‘San’er’ is used. I’ve seen it mentioned on TV, and it probably means this.”

Tong Yan fiddled with Miqing's hair in a daze, hooked her head close, and kissed her forehead forcefully, "You're not. Baby, you're not."

At night, Tong Yan asks Mi Qing to cut her nails, Mi Qing likes to use small scissors, one can cut a small crescent, and the other is smoother.With one leg crossed and the other bent, Tong Yan lowered his head to slide pictures on the tablet.They were dreamy portraits of the classical school, homage to the Pre-Raphaelites.

Mi Qing compares her fingers with Tong Yan, feeling a shock of secret joy in her heart. "Yan, even our fingernails look like a husband and wife..."

Tong Yan glanced at it with a slight smile, and said, "Who is the husband and who is the wife?"

Mi lightly thought about it and said, "Of course I am the husband, and you are the wife."

Tong Yan murmured without raising his head, "I don't know who begged me to let me marry her...I've never heard of it. A husband asks his wife to marry her." Tong Yan's voice was gentle and delicate, with a hint of After listening to her, he bowed his head and muttered: "You are a bird bound by traditional thinking." He took her other hand, knelt beside her, and looked at her. The paintings ask, "What is this?"

"A series of portraits of people. Inspired by classical painting, especially the art reform movement that arose in England in 1848, influenced by the Pre-Raphaelites, I created a series of dreamy portraits of people."

Mi gently squeezed the small scissors, looked at the woman in the photo who was sleeping in the ocean holding a dagger, "It's kind of poignant..."

"Isn't it scary? Like a... murderer."

Mi lightly said: "The murderer doesn't have that kind of expression, she died for love..."

Tong Yan looked at Mi Qing with a smile, the tenderness in Mi Qing's eyes almost melted her.Her Lolita, her original sin...

Mi Qingmei smiled and lowered her head to cut Tong Yan's nails. The cut was deeper, and Tong Yan let out a "hiss".Mi Qing stared at her fingers with wide eyes, "Have you squeezed your flesh?" Tong Yan frowned and hummed.Mi Qing hastily put her finger into her mouth.

Tong Yan's body seemed to be electrified, and something soft and wet moved around his fingertips. Tong Yan was determined, but before he could tell himself to hold on, he was already holding Mi Qing's hair, and grasped her lips sideways.The softness makes her heart anxious, like a fudge with a filling, it makes people want to bite down hard, and the hair of Miqing is grabbed by Miqing's hair, Miqing just tilts her head obediently, throws away the scissors, and with one hand Standing on the ground, the other hand held the hand in the shirt, calling intermittently: "There is a phone call..."

Tong Yan glanced at the flickering mobile phone on the ground, grabbed the pillow and covered it, hooked Miqing's waist, and pressed her on the carpet, "Little fairy, show me the waves..."

Mi Qing turned over with a blushing face, crawled on the ground, held back the tremors in her body, and reached for her mobile phone. The caller ID on it was: Zhongbei.She hesitated for a while, then raised her phone, "Ah... Zhong Bei..."

Tong Yan stopped, grabbed the mobile phone in front of him, clicked to answer, and a weak voice came from the opposite side: "Yanyan, I want to see you..."

"Zhong Bei? Are you awake?!" Tong Yan sat up straight, pulled down Mi Qing's skirt, and covered her snow-white thigh.

The other said: "Come here, I have something to show you..."

"what?"

It was gray and moonless outside, not sure if it was raining.

Zhongbei said: "You will know when you see it. After you see it, I agree to break up."

Holding the phone, Tong Yan avoids Mi Qing, and walks to the window, under the garden lamp, there are countless half-grey and half-gold beans scattered obliquely. "What's the matter, let's see it tomorrow...Uncle Qi may not like it very much...it's so late..."

Zhongbei said: "I told them to go back. You come. I'll wait for you." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

When Tong Yan turned around, Mi Qing was kneeling on the ground, with a worried expression on his face, "What's wrong?"

Tong Yan grabbed the trousers from the ground, kicked them on and said, "I'm going to the hospital. Zhongbei said, there is something to show me."

Mi quietly watched Tong Yan come out of the room wearing a black slim trench coat.

Burberry's Chelsea long version, Tong Yan always has a low-key affinity.

Exquisite curly long hair over the shoulders, jade eyebrows, a pair of wonderful eyes, and bean paste-colored matte lips, making people feel greedy and angry.Mi Qing got up, rushed into her arms, hugged her waist, "Yan, let's go tomorrow..."

Tong Yan rubbed Miqing's long hair, "I'll be back soon. You can wait for me... If you're sleepy, just sleep and wait for me."

Chapter 6 Chapter 6

When Tong Yan came back, there was no light in the living room.A ray of faint orange light leaked from the crack of the door onto the floor, making it even more contrasting to the heavy black surroundings.

At 1:30 in the morning, Mi Qing sat on the bed in his clothes, looking up at Tong Yan who came back.Her lips moved, she pondered for a while and said, "Yan, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Tong Yan sat on the edge of the bed with Miqing exhausted, and Miqing hugged her waist from behind and leaned her face against it. "I love you, Yan. You love me too, right..."

Tong Yan put his hands on his lap and buried his face, Mi Qing tucked into her arms, kissed her ears, her face, and her mouth.Tong Yan frowned and tore away the octopus-like woman, with tears all over her face, "Why...did you lie to me?"

Mi said lightly: "I didn't... lie to you." The word "lie to you" is almost unheard.Like a child who breaks a vase, grabs bags on the spot and argues.

Tong Yan stood up and shouted: "You didn't lie to me, the video Qi Zhongbei gave me is clearly your face! You! It's the clothes you bought in the grocery store earlier for the crime." Tong Yan bowed his waist Yelling at her, seeing Mi Qing showing a wounded look, distressed and angry, I feel more and more that she will pretend. "Why are you so vicious!"

Mi knelt gently on the bed, lowered her head, "You don't believe me..."

Tong Yan said: "The facts are right in front of you, how can you make me believe you! If it wasn't for someone else's car record, which captured you, the evidence is so strong! What do you have to argue? How can you lie with your eyes open... When did you become so bad!"

Miqing knelt forward and stretched out her hand to catch Tong Yan, Tong Yan swung her arm and dodged it, Miqing said in a sobbing voice: "Yan, why did I hit him! You love me! I don't need to do this at all. ah!"

"How do you explain the video?"

Mi Qing seemed to be enduring a great grievance, and tremblingly said: "It can't explain anything at all!"

Tong Yan couldn't understand why Mi Qing was so indifferent in the face of the facts, she was only 21 years old, a young girl in her prime, she was so scheming!

Qi Zhongbei's private detectives carried out a carpet search along the street where the incident happened, and searched all the surrounding small shops.According to this style of clothes, five stores have been locked.Then, Miqing was found through all the cameras that could capture the situation in the store, but the video was too far away and blurry, and it took a lot of effort to find out the driving video of the car owner who happened to meet Miqing that day and was waiting for Miqing to cross the road.

In the hospital, Tong Yan begged Zhongbei to let Mi Qing go, Mi Qing is still young, so he can't have a criminal record, otherwise his life will be ruined.

Qi Zhongbei said: "If I intend to destroy her, I won't let you come. Yanyan, she is still young, she only depends on you for a while, she can't tell what love is at all. She just wants to get attention. I I can give her what she needs, her tuition, and the opportunity to perform. I can support her! I don’t object to you getting in touch with her, but it’s not in this form... Yan Yan, don’t be influenced by her and confuse her own emotions."

Tong Yan said: "No, Zhongbei, you don't understand... My love for Qingqing...is not what you said..."

Qi Zhongbei handed the video to Tong Yan, "Yanyan, I love you. I won't force you. You should think about it carefully."

Tong Yan had a terrible headache, and forgot to take his umbrella when he came out of the hospital in a daze. For a long time, a taxi couldn't stop him, and he was drenched in the rain all the way.

Mi Qing knelt on the bed in the same position, just crying.

Tong Yan stroked his head, grabbed a pillow and went to the living room.There is no guest room, a master bedroom, a studio, and a dance room, Tong Yan never thought that he would take the initiative to share the bed with Miqing.

Mi Qing jumped out of bed, hugged Tong Yan from behind, and cried, "Yan, don't go. I didn't, I really didn't! Think about it, Qi Zhongbei has been in a coma, who helped him find it?" private detective……"

Tong Yan turned around, stared at Mi Qing in disbelief and said, "That's because you blacklisted Zhongbei on my phone! He couldn't find me, so he found a private investigator to investigate! It just happened to be like this, The private detective was afraid that he would not receive the money, so he left evidence and prepared to take the money with Qi Weiye!"

Mi frowned slightly and looked at Tong Yan silently, "He said that to you?"

Tong Yan didn't speak, Mi Qing's hands fell from Tong Yan's body.He fell on the bed, turned over, covered the quilt, and stopped talking.

The next day, Mi Qing disappeared.

Tong Yan thought she lost her temper, and waited until noon in the morning, and waited until evening at noon, and at night Tong Yan was in a hurry, so he called her and turned off the phone.Tong Yan suddenly realized that he didn't know her, not at all, not even where she might go.

Tong Yan found Lomonosov Avenue along Garden Street, crossed Moskva Street from Suburban Street, and returned to Garden Avenue... The temperature dropped sharply in the evening, but Tong Yan was sweating and lost on Nevsky Avenue Among the people who come and go.The magic performer stopped Tong Yan who lost his way, and conjured a butterfly from his finger for her to hold in his palm.Tong Yan held the butterfly in a daze, the magician gently opened her hand, the butterfly disappeared, and Tong Yan's whole body was immersed in countless falling pieces of golden cellophane...

Tong Yan suddenly realized that her lightness would be lost in this way... like the butterfly clutched in the palm of her hand...but no matter how many beautiful pieces of golden cellophane, they couldn't...

Tong Yan threw away the magician and the passers-by, let go of his hands and ran desperately, the world seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with her, spinning and spinning... Tong Yan couldn't get out.I can't get out no matter what.

In the middle of the night, Tong Yan was extremely exhausted. He walked home slowly step by step, and saw a glimmer of light in the house from a distance. Tong Yan stopped, feeling like a dream.Rushing into the house, the light in the living room was on, and Tong Yan yelled, "Gently!"

There is silence all around, as if you can hear the sound of dust falling.

Tong Yan rushed upstairs, "Gently!"

It was pitch black upstairs.

Tong Yan pushes open the door, and the clothes and rings that Tong Yan bought for Miqing are neatly stacked on the bed... Tong Yan hastily opened the closet, rummaging through it in a panic, and the only clothes that Miqing had hanging inside were gone.Shoes, bags, everything... Even the Cartier was left on the table for her.

Tong Yan saw it glaringly, leaned back against the wardrobe, felt pain for a while, then went downstairs in anger, took out the phone from the bag, dialed a few numbers, and the call was connected...

The mobile phone buzzed on the table in the living room, followed by a recording with noise and no human voice.Tong Yan's hand holding the phone hangs down weakly, looking at the trembling and shining screen of the phone on the table, after what seems like a century, the ringtone rang: "bye bye..."

After Qi Zhongbei recovered, he accompanied Tong Yan to look for Miqing in St. Petersburg.The police reported him missing but to no avail.There has also been no response from the embassy.Mi Qing no longer goes to class, and no longer appears in the range that Tong Yan can think of.Tong Yan lived alone in a rented house for three months, and finally realized that Mi Qing would never come back.

Tong Yan's sense of smell started to go wrong again. From the initial obsession, the onset progressed to the inability to eat. Everything smelled like Lost L.It has been snowing heavily in Petersburg for days, and the highest temperature is only -5°C. It is still dark before 10 o'clock in the morning.

Tong Yan kept the lights on every night, and couldn't fall asleep when he heard the slightest sound.Stand alone on Nevsky Prospekt.

Qi Zhongbei really couldn't stand Tong Yan torturing him so much, so he arranged a return ticket for her, and even lied and coaxed her back to the country.

There is Tong Yan in China who has seen a psychological counselor for a year and a half.It's still an old problem, eating medicine, and coming for counseling regularly.

Tong Yan repeatedly called to explain to the landlord that her house would not be refunded, and the landlord could not transfer it to others.After three times, the homeowner dared not answer her calls.

"nazo" is made in the shape of a "Mobius" ring, and it looks like a butterfly when viewed from the side. The bottle body is made of small golden glass cubes.

Tong Yan lived in Italy for three days, and then flew back to China. He couldn't eat the food there, and he got sick when he saw people getting married.

Qi Zhongbei forcibly moved Tong Yan to live with him, although they got along very innocently.But Qi Zhong Bei Le took care of Tong Yan, and came back from get off work every day, watched movies with her, chatted with her, told her to trust the embassy in Petersburg, and sometimes drove for a drive.

Tong Yan went back to the day when he first met Qi Zhongbei two years ago.No sorrow and no joy.Life is like a babbling brook.Listen to the Suo Suo sound.Let her sleep peacefully and sink into the depths of the sea.

Tong Yan and Qi Zhongbei met at an exhibition of French Impressionist paintings held at De la lumière d'artistes.A total of 5 new star painters' works were exhibited, and one of them was called "Elle", which was purely for exhibition and not for sale.It was created by a French painter named Puvis Mollet.

The content is the melancholy back view of a girl.Tong Yan felt that she was like a fan, and his heart was shocked.I can't help being fascinated by that painting.

Someone on the side said: "It shouldn't be called "Elle", it should be called "Amant".

Tong Yan turned his face away. It was a man with sharp edges and corners, stubble on his face and piercing eyes. Supreme baseball cap, Neil Barrett T-shirt, Vetements wide pants, New Balance running shoes.A fresh outfit and a full face

Stubble is very different in style.Tong Yan couldn't help being amused, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he didn't disagree.

The man said, "I see you've been looking at this painting and you like it?"

Tong Yan didn't guess that he was talking to him, he was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "Yes."

The man said, "You can ask him to buy the painting."

Tong Yan was a little strange, he stared wide-eyed and said: "Is it possible? But it doesn't mean that we only show..."

The man smiled and said, "It's rare to have a confidant, if I were him, I'd be happy too."

Tong Yan felt that this person was a bit taken for granted, and he was considered a rather abrupt type.In order to avoid continuing the chat with him, Tong Yan nodded and prepared to leave.

The man said: "Actually, I know this painter, if you really like it, I can..."

Tong Yan really wanted it, because he hesitated and asked, "I really want it...but if it's expensive..."

The man took out his mobile phone and said, "Don't worry, it won't be very expensive." Passing the mobile phone to Tong Yan, "Leave a contact information. I can contact you."

Tong Yan left the phone number as promised, and the man grinned, his teeth were very white, "That's it. See you later." Turning around, he walked away in two steps.

The story is corny.Qi Zhongbei didn't know the painter.I asked my friend to spend a lot of time and money to buy that painting for Tong Yan.He sold it to Tong Yan at a low price.

After chasing Tong Yan to Italy, most of the holidays saved in Weiye in previous years were spent there.

Qi Zhongbei can't be some kind of fantasy prince charming. In reality, men with good conditions are spoiled by women.Tong Yan's fatal attraction to him stems from Tong Yan not loving him.The wild roses I pick at will,