Married first and then fell in love

As the sunset falls, the carnival of the night begins.

In one of the most remote suburbs of City D, this place looks very inconspicuous, with a large area of ​​land surrounded by high walls. It looks nothing special from the outside, and others will just think that someone's house is built wider. The wall is a little higher.

The outside is silent, but the inside is full of secrets, rich and luxurious, and the master of the night. There are two black-clothed men on the inside of the big iron gate. The principle of ten steps and one post is adhered to here.

Entering the gate, the lights inside are dim, and the dark blue light shines in the corner, which looks mysterious and full of excitement.

Re-entering the inside, everyone you meet is wearing a mask, hiding your identity, and releasing the deepest desire/desire in your heart.

Masked dancers in the stands danced sexy but not vulgar dances, which aroused people's imagination. The spectators in the audience were sitting in their own booths, holding cards in their hands, playing the most popular game nowadays.

But there is a person here who is so out of place, like a silly rabbit who has entered the hunter's ring and attracted their attention as soon as he came in. This silly rabbit is still looking at this place in novelty, with a curious light in his eyes ,Delighted.

This silly rabbit is Han Qi. The most rebellious thing Han Qi plays is car racing, and he is also dawdling in his addiction. It stands to reason that he doesn't know this kind of place at all.

He came with Ye Han.

Ye Han was chatting with her best friend at the side, and she didn't want to talk to Han Qi at all. After a series of events a few days ago, she hated Han Qi even more, and she didn't want to get in touch with him at all, but her mother thought Han Qi was nice, You have to spend more time with him.

Ye Han felt that staying with him was like taking an older son out. Seeing Han Qi's curiosity about this place, he felt a little contemptuous in his heart that he had never seen the world. Although Ye Han didn't show it on the surface, his tone was still there Some ridicule: "Brother Han Qi, there are many strangers here, don't wander around, lest you get lost later."

"Yeah." Han Qi nodded. He was wearing a simple rabbit-patterned mask and white t-shirt cropped trousers. His ankles were bare/exposed, and a red rope was tied to his ankles. On the red rope was a jade transfer. Zhu, it was Han Yanyan who went to the temple to ask the eminent monk to consecrate it and bless him with safety and success.

Han Qi rolled his eyes, looked around curiously, drank a glass of ice water in front of him from time to time, Han Qi didn't order wine, because he hadn't drunk it before, and unknowingly looked around, Han Qi drank a little too much ice water, so he left Go to Ye Han and say, "Ye Han, can I ask where the bathroom is?"

Ye Han was chatting vigorously with his best friend, impatient for him to disturb him, so he distracted himself, pointed him in the general direction and said: "Go in that direction, go down the stairs until the end, go to the second floor, go to the second floor Go on the left, the bathroom is at the end."

Han Qi blinked to show that he knew, so he walked along the route Ye Han said. Many people stared at Han Qi as if they were prey along the way, but Han Qi was so nervous that he didn't notice it at all, and he was still immersed in it. In this novelty and fun.

As Han Qi walked and looked, he was surprised that the two sides of the corridor used very old European-style lamps and lanterns. Most of the paintings on the walls were also foreign-style, and occasionally there were two Chinese paintings mixed in. The paintings were of classical beauties.

According to the route Ye Han said, it took Han Qi a while to find it. Unlike a shopping mall, there are no signs, and there are no waiters to greet you. Everyone wears masks, some in strange clothes, some in formal clothes, and some People dressed in cool clothes, here is an unfettered world.

Han Qi came out of the bathroom and washed his hands at the sink. There was a picture next to the mirror of the sink, which attracted his attention. It was a picture of a child. The child was very cute, but only half of it was painted, and the other half was painted with black paint. A piece of paint, as if surrounded by a layer of fog, with many black ink dots around the painting.

Some paintings pay attention to artistic conception, some pay attention to similarity, no matter which one has its unique style, but the painting in front of him is indescribably strange, so Han Qi took a closer look.

"Does it look good?" came the voice of a mature man. He was wearing a dark silver mask and a casual suit, and his age could not be distinguished.

Suddenly someone spoke to him, Han Qi looked around and no one was sure that he was talking to him, Han Qi replied honestly: "It's not good-looking, it's not as good-looking as the classical beauty picture outside."

The man glanced at him, didn't continue to say anything, washed his hands and left.

Han Qi felt that this person was inexplicable, so he went out after washing his hands. After coming out, when Han Qi was about to go up to the first floor, when he just reached the stairs, he heard lively noises coming from the third floor. Curious, I wanted to go down and see what happened, so I acted after thinking like this.

And in the booth at the innermost side of the second floor, there are three people sitting, tea sets are placed on the faces of the three people, and a man sitting on the far right is wearing a dark blue thin shirt and trousers tailored perfectly. The man's long legs, and a pair of brown leather shoes on the man's feet are clean, without any wrinkles.

The man wore a black mask, took a sip of tea in his hand, and put the cup back on the table. Suddenly he saw a familiar figure at the stairs.

This man is Cheng Mu. Today he came here not only to free up his hands to deal with Zhang Chengguo and Liu Qiang, but also the most important thing, for a collection.

The owner of this private club has great means and knows many people from all over the world. Although he is not well-known in the business/official/field, he is rich and has many ways. He can get everything he wants with money.

The purpose of Cheng Mu's visit today is for a painting, which is a picture of looking at the river in late autumn. Recently, a foreign boss came to City D. He is very fond of ancient Chinese paintings, so the purpose of Cheng Mu's visit is for this painting. I want to do what I like, build a good relationship with that investor, and open up foreign markets.

He waited for a while and still didn't meet the boss, but he found that there was a figure at the top of the stairs that looked very much like Han Qi. Cheng Mu thought it might be his own illusion. How could Han Qi come to such a place? He might not even be able to find the door .

But to be on the safe side, Cheng Mu got up and went to a soundproof room to call Han Qi and ask what he was doing.

Han Qi was going down the third floor. He was wearing tight cropped pants, and his phone was vibrating in his pocket. It was hard for Han Qi to feel it. He took out his phone and looked at the caller ID. Han Qi answered it without thinking twice. stand up.

"What are you doing? Today is Saturday and Sunday, and there are no classes at school. I won't come back to make up lessons. I want to rest." Han Qi said as he walked towards the bustling center.

When Cheng Mu heard the noisy voice on the other end of the phone, his expression darkened immediately, and he said, "It's so late, what are you doing outside if you don't go home."

Cheng Mu got up and walked towards the third floor, feeling terribly cold all over.

And when Han Qi managed to squeeze into the lively surroundings with his mobile phone, he was so scared that he couldn't even speak when he saw the scene in front of him, and stood there blankly.

The author has something to say: I don’t know what to say, let’s show you a salted fish turned over, even though it’s turned over, it’s still a salted fish. (///▽///)

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