The Secret of Misfortune and Love

The professor introduced many authoritative people in the industry to him. Nangongxue greeted them one by one, with a very good attitude and self-cultivation, and won a lot of praise. But I don’t know if it’s an illusion, why I always feel that there are a few gazes that make him feel extremely Uncomfortable, even sinister, but when he probed, he found nothing.

The game started at [-]:[-] p.m. Everyone began to prepare drama paints, etc. The scene was very large. Some people even used a mold the size of an entire wall as the base, while others used fist-sized stones as the base. All in all, the paintings of various themes opened Nangongxue's eyes.

Lithuanian beauties and Belgian sexy girls are all decorators of art at this time. Serious people are intoxicated in the paradise of art, which makes people feel full of positive energy just by looking at it. Handsome young people in Britain are painting on the huge screen , the vampire's fangs seemed to have been lying on his own neck. Although only the face was made, it gave people a creepy feeling and won applause.

Nangongxue remembered the painting left by the professor, that man...he felt a slight pain in his heart, what did he draw this time?He had been watching other people's paintings all afternoon, but when he was writing, he lost his way.

After eating at night, Nomi quickly fell asleep like a dead pig, and he clearly heard the knock on the door, but looked out from the peephole, but found nothing. Lying on the bed, he dared not turn off the light, his heart was beating violently, There is an inexplicable feeling of fear, always feeling that there are a pair of sinister eyes watching him in the dark night outside.

Suddenly a text message came from the phone, he opened it, it was an unfamiliar number, and the content was a photo, Nangong Xue was twitching all over, her knuckles turned white, as if she was about to crush the phone, in the photo, the man looked doting holding another man, the shooting time was this afternoon, the background is the airport in Dubai, the key is the people inside, one is Mr. Han, and the other is...Mr. Cheng Shang.

He came to Dubai?Is his heart bad again?Han Ling is with him, is he going to take out his heart again?Although Mr. Han said so many beautiful words this time, his heart has long since lost the ability to trust, severe pain and trembling...

"Nomi, wake up." He twitched and began to sweat.

There was another knock on the door, and he walked over anxiously to look out through the peephole, but there was nothing, he didn't know if it was an auditory hallucination caused by drug addiction, and deep fear struck him, he stumbled back to the bed, Shake nomi but he didn't respond at all, he was sleeping very deeply.

Beep, there was a text message from the phone again, it was still an unfamiliar number, but this time there was only one paragraph, "Gay, go to hell."

Nangongxue's hand trembled and almost fell. He wanted to call the police, but because of some previous experiences, he extremely rejected the police station and the police. He wanted to open the door, but he was afraid. Those unbearable pasts flashed before his eyes. The experience of the period, humiliation, unbearable, Yamano's grinning smile, Yoshida's devil's hand, Yamano's corpse, the dazzling flash...

With trembling hands, he opened the address book to find Jos's number, dialed it, but there was still no answer, he suppressed the sob deep in his throat, and suddenly saw the top number, the note was: Uncle?

His heart twitched, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He had never saved this number. Could it be that Mr. Han saved it for him while he was sleeping?But looking at the number, this life-saving straw had been thrown into the abyss by him, he hesitated again, and there was another knock on the door outside, and he responded loudly: Who is it?

No one answered, and fear began to spread again. He wanted to call the front desk number, but found that the express line that answered the front desk was not working. He dialed the number with his mobile phone, but the line was always busy!

And Nomi didn't wake up no matter how much he shouted and shook, he began to notice that something was wrong, Nomi was obviously drugged, who was it?The target must be myself. Judging from the text message just now, homosexuals die, the other party must kill me!

In the end, Nangongxue didn't have the courage to dial that number, but he tried to dial the professor's number, but found that his mobile phone was busy no matter who the number he dialed. He became more and more frightened, the opponent seemed to want to drive him crazy like this .

And the other party obviously planned it. He was absent-minded all day long, and he didn't even notice that the room had no windows at all. Perhaps the room was decorated in a comfortable style, so when he opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains, he realized that it was real. A wall, now he can't even ask for help from the other players staying in the room.

He carefully recalled everything during the day, and the feeling of those sinister gazes made him tremble all over. He remembered that after the last dinner, a waiter dressed as an Arab came and told him that he and his friend Nomi were in the same room. At that time, he drank some wine, so he followed the other party on the elevator in a daze, and entered this room...

He got up and checked the locks of the room carefully. The anti-theft locks were all set, and when he looked out through the peephole, he suddenly saw a grimace with fangs smiling at him.

Nangongxue screamed and rolled and crawled, fell to the ground and backed away, and there was a cacophony of laughter outside the house, which was creepy.

His face was pale, and his heart was beating like a crack. Fortunately, he crawled to the bedside and touched Nomi, and he was still breathing, but in a deep sleep. If this was a corpse, Nangongxue swore that he would collapse.

Who will save him?

After an unknown amount of time, Nangongxue curled up numbly at the end of the bed, not daring to check everything outside the cat's eyes, covering his ears, his mind was full of random thoughts that almost drove him crazy, and his clothes were soaked in sweat.

Until the hurried doorbell rang outside the door, "Xiaoxue, open the door, it's me!"

It's Han Ling!

Nangongxue scrambled over, passed through the cat's eyes, and saw Mr. Han standing outside the door knocking anxiously.

"Xiaoxue, answer me, are you okay? Open the door Xiaoxue, I kicked the door!"

Nangongxue burst into tears, his fear had tortured him so much that he could hardly lift a sliver of strength, she opened the door tremblingly, and was hugged into a warm embrace.

"Don't cry, be good, let's go, let's go home." Mr. Han took him to check carefully, and found that there was no harm, and then hugged him horizontally. Only then did Nangongxue realize that he was carrying a lot of hands After getting down, those people rushed into the room and brought Nomi out to be sent to the hospital.

"Someone is going to kill me." Nangong Xue's lips were chapped.

"I know everything. Don't be afraid to be good. Let's go home and leave the matter to me."

In the car, Nangong Xue leaned against the man's chest and gradually calmed down. Looking at his concerned eyes, Nangong Xue's face turned ashen. That photo... "Did Mr. Cheng Shang come to Dubai?"

Obviously feeling that Mr. Han's hand tightened, he nodded, "Xue'er, don't think too much, Ye Zi is only here to play, don't think too much."

He pushed him away like crazy, and went to pull the car door, "Don't touch me, I don't believe you, I don't believe you, you want to hurt me, you want to dig my heart, it must be that sick ghost's heart is not working anymore, You want to lie to my feelings and dig out my heart, I hate you, I hate you."

"Pa——" A slap slapped Nangongxue's face, but it also made the crazy man calm down. His dark eyes stared at Han Ling silently, like a wounded, dying beast in despair.

Mr. Han also looked at his hand in disbelief. His hand was still in the air, he opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, and he motioned for the driver to stop first, "Let's go home first, don't think about it, you shouldn't curse Ye Zi, he I didn't do anything wrong to you."

Nangongxue widened her eyes. The street outside was bustling at night, but he seemed to see the loneliness all over the world, scattered flowers all over the ground. Sure enough, in Mr. Han's heart, that beautiful oriental man was his true love, right? He just talked about a sick ghost in a flurry of words, and he beat him up.

Nangongxue opened the door and got out of the car like a walking dead. Mr. Han's face was distorted by pain, and he followed Nangongxue out of the car.

"Xue'er, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, just now I..."

"I'm the one who should say I'm sorry, and I shouldn't say anything wrong about Mr. Cheng Shang."

"I didn't mean that, I..."

"Can you let me go back to my place first, I'll come back to you tomorrow, and I'll give you my heart, as long as you're happy." His voice was hollow, but fortunately the foreign object on his right ring finger made him feel at ease, so that An unbearable pain for the heart.

"I've already said that no one will want your heart, so stop thinking about it, why can't you trust me once?" Mr. Han was a little helpless.

But the listener's night sweats became more and more serious, yes, no one would want his heart, who would care for such a dirty heart?

Nangongxue stopped the taxi, and Han Ling had no choice but to order someone to follow him in case something happened.

He sneered, and sent a message to that number: I won't run away, you want my heart, just come and get it anytime. "

When he arrived at the residence, he realized that he had no money on him, and when he was about to say that he went into the house to get the money, a familiar figure came out, it was Jos.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but Jos lost a lot of weight, but his beard disappeared. This made Nangongxue, who always hated his beard, feel a little uncomfortable, "Jos, where have you been these days?"

Jos paid the taxi driver to let him go, and then rubbed Nangongxue into his arms.

"jos."

"Kyle, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've made you worry these days."

Nangongxue didn't say a word, but he felt a little guilty because he didn't worry much about Jos.

Back in the house, Jos still refused to let go, and kept holding Nangongxue tightly, as if she would disappear if she let go, Nangongxue was very tired, "jos, let me go first, many things happened today, I It's such a sad moment."

Only then did Jos realize that something was wrong with Nangongxue, her body was still sweating non-stop.

"I want ice." He said weakly.