[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

"Are you really going?"

From the rearview mirror of the taxi, Shang Han looked at Mo Yu's black eyes under the thin bangs.

The bustling night scene of the city roared back and forth outside the car window. This speed made Shang Han feel a little uncomfortable and dizzy, which made him worry about Mo Yu in the back seat.

"Drive slowly." Shang Han said to the driver again.

Few people know that the location of the underground casino in this city is actually so remote, the light of the neon lights dimmed little by little, leaving only two rows of hazy yellow lights.

Stopping on the side of a mountain road in the suburbs, Shang Han got out of the car and paid the fare, and when he turned around, he saw Mo Yu slowly opening the car door from behind.Tonight, he was wearing rimless glasses and a very delicate silver-gray suit. When his black leather shoes fell to the ground, he unexpectedly moved Shang Han's heart.

Same as when he was a student, Shang Han is half a head taller than Mo Yu, but under the dim light, Mo Yu's thin body is even more breathtakingly beautiful.

"Why haven't I seen you wearing formal clothes before?" Shang Han smiled slightly.But in fact, I already have the answer in my heart.

"I can see him." This is what Mo Yu said to him in front of the huge information network in the center of the whiteboard.

That tone of voice was more frank than informative.

Mo Yu said that he could see the new boss.

They came to the scene tonight as customers. Although Shang Han didn't believe from the very beginning that the prince, who had never been seen before, would appear so easily, but as a policeman, he didn't have the right to refuse clues.

However, looking up at the dim light, Shang Han couldn't help thinking, is the prince really the only one he wants to find out?

There should also be the past of leaving without saying goodbye on the rooftop, and the reunion of bumping in the dark corridor.After all, if it's really just for business, why come here alone?

Looking at Mo Yu's figure walking away on his own, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.After all, it’s still selfish.But counting the past carefully and asking yourself, what you want to get and the truth you want to understand are rarely unclear.

Stepping to keep up with the lonely shadow, there is a brightly lit villa in the distance, where the peaceful past of the person in front of him is sealed. On that short road, Shang Han settled his thoughts little by little, It wasn't curiosity, it wasn't investigation, it wasn't any reason he thought, the thin ink feather shadow under the street lamp was stretched a little bit, Shang Han felt a slight chill on his face, but it was snowing.

Mo Yu stopped, looked up at the vast sky, snowflakes were flying, Shang Han quietly walked to his side and stopped, and then he heard the answer that was about to come out, as if it came from the heavens and floated into the world.

"Why did you come?" Na Changxue asked him.

"Just want to be with him." He replied frankly.

In the cold night wind, they were silent, approached, and then walked side by side to the bright and warm light in the deep night.

So much so that, after a long, long time, Shang Han would sigh, if he was not so confident, so calm, and so self-willed, would there be a better ending between them?

The handsome doorman pushed open the heavy door for them, and the warmth that greeted them made Mo Yu and Shang Han feel a sense of comfort, as if they belonged.

The fog that spread rapidly on the glasses made Mo Yu unable to see the indoor scene, but Shang Han's eyes could see clearly and clearly.

In Nuoda's casino, there are no croupiers, no guests, no crowd noise or the sound of rubbing chips.

There is only one extremely beautiful tall woman, leaning against the gambling table, holding a cigarette between her fingers, smiling beautifully in the hazy smoke, her red lips slightly raised, "Gu Ying." With a very concise introduction, Shang Han knew her.

Realizing that the situation was wrong, Shang Han grabbed Mo Yu's arm and wanted to turn around and leave, but he only felt top-heavy for a while.

"I really don't understand the rules." The woman walked over in a pair of black pointed high heels, her tone was obviously teasing, not serious at all, but it shocked Shang Han with a shudder.

Then there was a burst of uncontrollable dizziness, the hand holding Mo Yu's arm slid down weakly like this, before he was completely unconscious, he saw that woman's charming smile.As bright as peach blossoms, but also like snakes and scorpions.

Gu Ying, the number one person on the police list, the unrivaled woman in the underground casino, is also known for her gorgeous looks and excellent gambling skills.

When Shang Han's body fell heavily to the ground, he couldn't help looking at Mo Yu to the side.The pair of clear eyes behind the lens were calm, without fear, loss, or violent fluctuations. If there was any emotion, it should be a kind of faint understanding and sadness.

On the icy ground, Shang Han uncontrollably recalled everything about them. The boy he admired, even admired, finally grew into something he couldn't understand.

When exactly, the boy who was parting on the stage that day, just walked into his kitchen openly.

In the broken thoughts are the words of concern in the taxi.Under such dizziness, the only one to worry about was himself.

But why today?Why walk through the lights of that snowy day?

Why do you want me to understand how I feel about you?In the unwilling struggle, the darkness came as expected...

In that silent night, Shang Han just fell into the cage and nightmare of his life, which sealed the past of the people he cherished, and all his self-righteous courage and infatuation.

"I have protected you too much, now it's time to get it back." Mo Yu said in the darkness.

Different from Shang Han's thoughts, Mo Yu didn't think it was a betrayal at all.The emperor in the dark stared at the galaxy-like power, and had no time for the delicacy and tenderness in the snowy night.

"The prince is waiting for you inside." Gu Ying said.

Mo Yu nodded, glanced at the unconscious Shang Han on the ground, and briefly ordered, "Let him rest."

Gu Ying didn't know that Mo Yu was the real person in power, so she thought for a while, but nodded in agreement.

"You are the one invited by the prince." The beauty teased.

When Mo Yu walked towards the private room, he frowned subconsciously, he understood Gu Ying's hesitation at that moment, such a beautiful and proud woman did not subdue her own will to obey his arrangement.

Should it be a voluntary emotion, say, curiosity?

Curious about an emotion that even I haven't been able to understand!

He stopped unconsciously at the door of the box, "I wanted to have a showdown with you." Mo Yu's cool and thin lips moved slightly, and he said to himself, "It's a pity that this is a casino."

Mo Yu has a pair of slender and slender hands with well-defined joints, a little pale, but inexplicably bookish, holding the chips of the whole night, they are a pair of gambler's hands.

And the owner of the hand is willing to go to the underworld to search for it. After all, the dispute between gamblers has always been endless.