Fighting wits with green tea bitch girlfriends

"Zijian, I'm going to the bathroom, let's go home when I come out, okay?" Still not moving in that corner, Chen Chushan pulled Hua Zijian's hand.

Lu Qingyu came over for a while, toasted the two of them with a glass of wine, and stopped paying attention here.

It was boring, Chen Chushan and Hua Zijian didn't want to stay any longer, anyway, the procedures for the birthday party had already been completed, so it wouldn't be considered impolite to leave at this time!

It was just strange that after drinking such a glass of wine during the whole session, Chen Chushan actually felt a little drunk.

"Well, I'll wait for you." Hua Zijian's face was also a little red, but her consciousness was still clear, and she didn't have a deep sense of drunkenness.

He found a waiter at random and asked about the location of the bathroom. Chen Chushan didn't want Hua Zi to wait too long.

There were a few expensively dressed women in the bathroom who were touching up their makeup and washing their hands. Chen Chushan didn't pay much attention to it, so he went straight in and came to the sink after a while.

When the cold water hit the face, the drunkenness became much lighter, and the mind instantly cleared up.

He wiped his hands with a piece of paper on the wall beside the sink, then raised his head and stroked the hair on his forehead twice.

The light in the bathroom is not very bright, and the light on the ceiling does not seem to be fully turned on when looking up, making the space a little dark.

Not far from the pool, a woman in a short off-the-shoulder skirt was holding a lipstick close to the mirror. When the lipstick rubbed against her lips, the color of her lips became darker.

The color is bright red like fire, and then there is a faint fragrance of perfume, which is slightly stronger.

She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, almost everyone who came to this kind of occasion had this kind of perfume mixed with various flavors.

So much so that the entire space smelled of perfume except for the faint smell of disinfectant, but as a doctor, Chen Chushan said that her nose had basically filtered out the smell of disinfectant.

Wiping off the water from his face, tidying himself up, Chen Chushan turned and walked towards the hall.

But before she walked out of the bathroom door, the person facing her, a familiar red coat, walked towards her as if she was walking on a mannequin, and her blue eyes seemed to be shining in the slightly dim space .

"Jones?!" Whispering in doubt, Chen Chushan felt a familiar anger in his heart, as if it had arisen out of thin air, and it was inexplicable.

Xiumei frowned, Chen Chushan didn't seem to be greeting the other party, just shifted his gaze and planned to pass by.

Seeing Chen Chushan's reaction, Jones smiled, then brushed up his hair, took a rubber band from his wrist to tie it up, and pressed lightly on the wall with his outstretched fingers.

The suddenly brightened bathroom even reflected light from the tiles, and the slightly dazzling light made Chen Chushan subconsciously half-close his eyes, and then slightly lowered his head.

The gully between Xiumei's eyebrows was deeper, and the eyes were a little angry, and the dry heart was forcibly suppressed, and the expression on the face was only cold.

When he raised his head again, Jones was no more than an arm's length away from him, but Chen Chushan didn't intend to speak, let alone stay any longer, but stared straight ahead without stopping.

The sound of da da high heels is getting closer, making people feel a strange sense of crisis. The people passing by, there is wind passing by the two of them, and the wind rushes from the arms to the tip of the nose, but But there is no smell at all, and even the fragrance that was filled in the space has been dispelled.

Then, just as Chen Chushan was about to leave, there was a sudden weight on his shoulders, and he stopped himself with some strength.

"It's Dr. Chen! I almost thought I recognized the wrong person."

The movement at the door did not disturb the other people in the bathroom, but when their eyes swept over the two people, it was inevitable that some people would frown, and then some jealousy would flash in their eyes, and they would take out the perfume from the bag and spray it on themselves. After spraying on his body, he swayed around the two of them and left.

The scent of the space's perfume became deeper, but Chen Chushan didn't smell it at all. He just looked at Jones and said in a flat tone, "Hi, Miss Jones, I have something else to do. Let's talk next time."

There seemed to be a bit of teasing in the blue eyes that met him, so that his heart seemed to be more irritable. Chen Chushan didn't want to wait any longer, and almost put down these words before breaking away from Jones's hand and walking out.

"Really, I can meet this woman everywhere." Chen Chushan took a deep breath, and the dryness in his heart slowly calmed down. Then he hurried away from the bathroom and walked quickly to the hall.

There were not as many people in the hall as before, and the waiters who came and went were busy helping the drunk guests to rest in the upstairs lounge, or to the car outside the door.

Avoiding the crowd, Chen Chushan's pace was a little faster, his heart was getting more and more irritated, and there was a deep sense of uneasiness, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his mind urged himself to leave here quickly.

When he saw that the familiar corner was empty, his eyes were even more surprised and flustered.

"Have you seen this, a very beautiful lady in a red dress, sitting here."

Pulling past the nearest waiter, Chen Chushan pointed to the empty sofa in the corner.

"Calm down, miss, you can go to the last lounge in the left corridor on the second floor to find her. Just now our boss saw that she seemed a little drunk, so he took her to that room." The young-looking man said politely Standing straight, chest straight.

"Okay, thank you." Chen Chushan breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and thanked, then let go of the waiter's arm, raised his leg and prepared to go to the second floor.

"Wait a minute, miss." But before he could take a step, someone grabbed his arm.

"The boss said, if someone here asks about the whereabouts of the lady just now, I will give this to you."

The long arms were covered with gloves, and the clenched fist was loosened in front of Chen Chushan. What was displayed in front of him was a silver necklace with a silver moon-shaped pendant hanging at the end of the necklace. Under the light of the hall, Twinkling, shaking constantly.

The hurried footsteps suddenly slowed down, and then they stepped on the stairs of the second road. The carpet along the road covered the sound of the footsteps, leaving no traces of their steps.

The night is getting darker, the cold wind outside the window is getting colder, the lights in the courtyard are going out one by one, and the lively hall is also empty.

The noisy voice became quieter as time passed, until Lu Qingyu saw off the last guest.

"The plan went well, congratulations." There was no one in the huge hall, empty wine glasses were filled on the surrounding small tables, and there were two or three white spots on the carpet, exuding the smell of cream.

"En." Responding softly, Lu Qingyu didn't even stay in front of Jones for a second.

"I don't think you can get her this way, don't you lose more?"

Stopping and turning around to look at the person who wanted to stand in the middle of the hall, Lu Qingyu raised the corners of her mouth, and stepped down on the stairs, "You are wrong."

The opened door had cold wind blowing in, making the warm room feel a little desolate. The person who turned around and stepped up the stairs again walked slowly and heavily, and then walked up step by step.

Jones, who didn't understand Lu Qingyu, raised his eyebrows. Looking at Lu Qingyu's back, he seemed a little stooped. For the first time, his blue eyes were not so bright, but a little dim. They looked at the people who walked upstairs with pity.

The people who had reached the second floor did not stop, but continued to walk up, all the way to the highest floor, on the roof full of cold wind.

Then I sat there, as if waiting, until the night ended.

There is no starlight in the black sky, and it is all darkness at a glance, the darkness that is so close, it is so deep that you can't breathe.

Then the coldness in the black is quickly plundering all the temperature, trying to bring everything to a bitingly cold place, and then use the night to bury it.

And in that darkness, Chen Chushan had a nightmare.

She saw countless things like tentacles, which turned into minions of darkness, leading her ferociously to tear up all the good things she saw in front of her.

Burning flames and scarlet eyes, the beating in the chest is not like a heart, but Pandora's box, opened inadvertently, and escaped one after another demons.

That originally wonderful singing voice also turned into a hysterical roar after the demon escaped, carrying suffocating resentment, constantly echoing in the space.

This dream is so terrifying, it is so terrifying that people want to escape, but they can't escape even though they try their best.

It was a place where there was no hope and light, there was a hissing sound from a corroded object, and when the dream was awakened, only sharp pain remained, and memories that I no longer wanted to recall.

The alarm clock at the bedside was beeping, and the hand stretched out from under the quilt held it down the first moment the clock rang.

The person sitting by the bed with the opened cup stretched, wearing lavender silk pajamas, yawning and half-squinting, stood up and walked out of the bedroom.

There was no light coming in from the living room with the curtains drawn, and she slowly walked towards the balcony. Just as her hands were attached to the curtains, she suddenly heard a bang.

The door was opened, and the person who walked in was tall and slender, wearing a thin lady's suit, walked into his bedroom without saying a word, and then closed the door.

"Huh?" Looking at the clock on the wall, He Jianxi frowned, "Could it be that the dead girl is only coming back now?!"

Pulling open the curtains, unexpectedly the light outside the window was not strong, even if it shone into the living room, it did not dispel all the darkness in the living room.

The clothes that were taken off were full of folds, from coats, shirts, to pants, all the way from the bedroom door to the bathroom.

The sound of swishing water hit the floor, and the dense water vapor gradually stained the mirror in the bathroom with mist. The people in the mirror could not see their faces clearly, only a silhouette.

The orange lamp on the ceiling shone on a perfect carcass, and the water flowed from the top of the head, passing through the tightly closed phoenix eyes, the straight bridge of the nose, and the bloodless lips.

Then there was the neck, shoulders, and even the arms. The snow-white skin was full of bite marks, and blood was leaking from some places, turning the water flowing through the body into red.

His pale face was covered with both hands, his breathing became trembling, his faint choked sobs finally turned into sobs amidst the sound of water.