Inhibition Marking Committee

Huan Xiubai stopped because of these words.

He walked over, walked around to the place near the back of the carriage, and listened carefully to their conversation.

"But the second master and the head of the house..." the groom said in embarrassment.

"It's okay, I'll talk to them."

Huan Xiubai had never heard such a pleasant human voice. Listening to this person's speech, no matter what the content is, just the process of resonance is a kind of enjoyment.

Huan Xiubai couldn't tell the speaker's age because the pronunciation sounded friendly and gentle, with the middle and low tones of an adult male.

Xu Aili hid in the corner, watching the stranger's strange behavior in horror.Getting close to that car at will is simply playing with life.

"I'd better take you back to your place, my lord." The groom ended the conversation, and the people in the carriage stopped talking.

Huan Xiubai always felt that he missed an answer, and felt as if a piece was missing.Seeing the carriage drifting away, he suddenly realized and followed.

"Handsome guy, you don't want to die!" The enthusiastic townsman Xu Aili quickly grabbed him.

"I have a measure." Huan Xiu watched the direction of the carriage from the corner of his eyes.

"What's your sense of propriety? That's the old man of the Xi family, aren't you courting death by following? You didn't see that fence, and if that thing is released, the people in our town can't live." Xu Aili spoke quickly, saying everything at once. .

"Where do you live?" Huan Xiubai turned his head and said something.

"My family?...I, I have a man!"

"Do me a favor and come to your door this evening."

"My home is on Lanhua Street, a two-story red building. You can ask me for help. If you want to do it, you can try it." Xu Aili showed her proud muscular arms.

Huan Xiubai left without saying a word: "I'm not interested in you, don't worry."

"That's good." Xu Aili has a big heart, and she doesn't feel that these words are hurtful.

At this time it was getting dusk, Huan Xiubai's boot soles collided with the pebble ground quickly, but there was no sound.He and the carriage bypassed the complicated alleys, passed through the gaps between the buildings, and walked through the only wooded park in this town, and the ruts finally stopped.

Huan Xiubai hid behind the huge pile of glove boxes by virtue of his agility and reflexes.He heard the sound of the carriage door opening in front of him, and his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably. He really wanted to stretch his head to take a look at that person, but the sudden crackling sound distracted him.

It was like the sound of chains dragging on the ground.

The heavy steel chain, one link after another, slid across the wooden floor of the carriage. When one foot stepped down the first step, the chain also slid down with gravity and fell heavily on the ankle. Therefore, it took a while longer to take the second step, until it was completely down to the ground, the chain followed the rhythm of the footsteps "crash", "crash" forward, stopped for a moment, and when it sounded again, there was a thick iron doorknob sound It was cut off abruptly.

The coachman put a large lock on the door, and pulled it a few times worryingly. He was sure that the lock would not fall off naturally, so he drove away with peace of mind.

As soon as the sound of horseshoes stopped, Huan Xiubai's heart dropped.He stood up from the pile of debris in the alley, walked to the front, and as far as he could see was a corner of a tall building, except that this place did not face the street, except for a mottled metal door, there was only a rough concrete staircase, which was built on the ground. On the wall, it leads randomly to the second floor, and there is no passage on the higher floors.

Huan Xiubai saw at a glance that the cement ladder was built hastily later. There should be an inner ladder in the building. Building such a thing outside alone may have other functions.

He didn't have the word fear in his mind, even if Xu Aili described it like a scourge, he still wanted to see it with his own eyes.

What would a person with such a voice look like?

The night was getting darker, and the last ray of sunlight splashed strongly at the end of the stairs. Huan Xiubai's eyes stayed on the lock for a second, and then he walked up the stairs, because he saw clearly a dark spot on the wall of the second floor. Things, like windows.

The height and width of each step are inconsistent, which shows the carelessness of the creators.

monster……

The monster with a beautiful human voice, but to be put in shackles, is also the eldest son of the noble family.I don't know why, Huan Xiubai's mind is full of all kinds of fairy tale love stories, maybe the color of the afterglow of the sunset is too warm, and he doesn't feel the need to tense up near the dark window at all.

The narrow square window openings are impenetrable to light, and the soft crimson light can only climb to the edge of the window, and cannot enter any deeper places.Six steel bars and cement are poured together to form the shielding bars for the windows.When Huan Xiubai saw it, the first thing that came to his mind was: if it rains heavily, the rainwater will flow in obliquely, and the ground is wet, so people can't get close to the window and look out.

That would get your shoes wet and it would be uncomfortable.

He would have similar thoughts, and he thought it was quite strange.He has always been unkempt, and on the bottom line of maintaining cleanliness, he has no pursuit of living environment and material needs.He has to experience the thing of wet shoes in the rain several times a month, and he will care about this, unless it is the delicate young master.

He stood on the steps, and a piece of cement under his feet had cracked and turned into powder.He lowered his body, the black window was like the big mouth of a giant monster, and it was so dark inside that he couldn't see anything clearly.He couldn't help but put his hands on the window sill, and tried his best to lower his head to look over.

Suddenly, he suddenly fell forward, his arm was completely swallowed into the darkness, someone grabbed his hand, and said softly and pitifully: "You are finally here."

The hand that held him was the gentle palm of an adult man. Even though the joints looked a little bony, the palm still had flesh.

"You came to find me." The monster said in a sighing tone.

Even if you don't know the cause and effect, when these words pass through the pinna, they can still cause tremors in the depths of your soul.Like a wet hand with only bones left, it desperately clenched Huan Xiubai's heart.

"You may have misunderstood the person." Huan Xiubai's hand got stuck between the two steel bars and scratched a little.Even though his face was almost touching the steel bar, he still couldn't see the face of the person inside clearly.

He could only vaguely judge that this was a human figure, not some monster with eight legs and three heads.

The hand holding him grew cold, and it trembled, but he didn't let go of his fingers.

"I'm sorry... I was wrong." The monster resumed the tone it had when talking to the groom, not as low as before.

"It's okay, I should confess to you, it's immoral to casually spy on other people's windows." Huan Xiubai tried to break free, but the hand holding him still didn't move at all.

He gradually frowned.

"It's scratched, does it hurt?" the man asked abruptly.

"Fortunately, it's just a flesh injury, and it will heal soon. As a man - you!" Huan Xiubai was so surprised that his tongue was tied.

The soft tip of his tongue was licking lightly at the rubbing place, and the silk thread as smooth as satin hung down to his arm. With a little light, he could see clearly that it was not a thread, but a man's hair, with pale white hair. silver hair.

The rusty smell of blood, the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the throbbing pulse of young people's enthusiasm——

The monster tasted the memory between his lips and tongue. A long time ago, before his last death, there was a young man.

Without hesitation, he asked him affectionately and stubbornly: "Can you come with me?"

And what about his answer?

He didn't answer.

Huan Xiubai's hand was finally put back. He glanced at the wetness remaining on his forearm in surprise. A normal person should feel sick or shudder, but the strange behavior of the stranger did not cause him any discomfort.

Maybe the other party just wanted to express an apology, but the method was a little off.Huan Xiubai felt that he could understand the other party's thinking.

"You live here?" Huan Xiubai relaxed his vigilance for no reason.As a gunman, his hands should always be attached to the holster, but now they are both on the window edge, stained with dust from his ten fingers.

"As you can see, outlander." The temperature of the voice dropped sharply. "If I were you, I would leave here immediately. If you haven't heard, I can tell you plainly: I am a monster, a monster."

"Monster?" Huan Xiubai laughed wantonly, and he put the tobacco in his mouth again, "I've never seen a monster that speaks so nicely."

He lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, leaned on the window sill and asked, "Hey, what's your name? I don't like calling people monsters."

The burnt aroma of tobacco quickly penetrated into the darkness, the figure moved, and there was a crisp metallic sound of ankle chains rubbing against each other.Huan Xiubai intuitively felt that the other party was looking at him, and the man inside had a deep helplessness, he seemed to be able to touch the helpless entity through the wall.

"My surname is Xi, and my name is Xi Mohui."

This was the first time Huan Xiubai heard the full name of this name, but it was not the first time Xi Mohui told him so.

Xi Mo Hui... Xi Mo Hui... He read it silently, only feeling that a huge missing corner of the puzzle was finally filled.

Huan Xiubai had a vague idea that he only knew the other party's surname Xi before, but he could never know the latter name.

"Don't come here again. Going north is the way out of the city. Do whatever you want, rent a horse or steal a horse. In short, get out of here quickly."

"Since you're persuading me so much, it looks like I really have to walk overnight." Huan Xiubai turned around and went down two steps, keeping his eyes on the back. He went down two more steps, stepping on the shattered cement blocks with the sole of his boots on purpose , making a muffled bang bang.

When he turned his head again, a hand appeared in the window, it was tightly grasping the rebar, just by the tightness of the skin at the knuckles, it could be seen that the owner of the hand was upset.

Until Huan Xiubai walked back lightly, Xi Mohui didn't make a sound.

"I lied to you." Huan Xiubai finally couldn't bear it anymore.

The hand suddenly retracted into the darkness, as if trying to hide something, "I know..."

"But you don't know that I will come to see you tomorrow."

Xi Mohui also knows this.Who can stop Huan Xiubai?Even if this him is not that him, it is still Huan Xiubai.

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Director Huan didn't have any amnesia, nor did he live up to the beauty.The time of their reincarnation is wrong, and now this beauty was spoiled by the director in the previous life, so the attitude is different, don't feel ooc, you will know what's going on if you continue to watch.I'm not going to mess with liking for no reason.

By the way, I really like the structure of this dream, love and encounters are really wonderful things wow