Teenage "basic" talent

Abdul's mansion on the night the invitation was sent out.

Xiao Mo frowned, turned over and twisted frequently while lying on the bed.The beautiful dream in the past suddenly turned into a dark style...

In front of him and behind him was the rock wall of the abyss. He was tied with chains and fell slowly. The heat wave hit his face, and the red slurry rolling under his feet was boiling more and more. The slurry seemed to turn into a red blood man, chasing his feet non-stop. Occasionally, when the red blood finger touches the sole of the foot, there will be a burst of burning pain. It seems that the flesh and bones will be melted away and merged into the embrace of the red magma man.

Xiao Mo woke up from the tormenting dream, got out of bed and went into the bathroom, his pale face covered with cold sweat was reflected in the mirror.

The young man lowered his eyebrows and seemed to be thinking, "What kind of stimulation did that kid suffer?"

Someone knocked on the door. "Are you up? The tailor has arrived."

Xiao Mo washed his face and left Ji Boyang behind, "Come right away!"

The Abdul mansion is busy.

In the past few days, the wind and sand have been getting stronger, and a sandstorm is predicted to pass by in the near future. Xiao Mo and Liya suggested that the ceremony should be kept simple, but the brothers and his mother thought that the hasty wedding had wronged Liya, so how could it be poorer.Renowned politicians and aristocrats were invited to be the witnesses of the marriage, the whole city was decorated with lights and festoons, and sheds were set up on the street and banquets were set up for passers-by, wishing to announce it to the world.

"The marriages of my previous sisters were not so grand. At that time, they were arguing about the dowry, but now they even paid out your dowry. They really want to put me out of the house."

Liya was wearing a dress, looking out from the window on the second floor to see the guests coming and going, and said mockingly.

Xiao Mo tidied up his suit, and put a string of gold necklaces on Liya's neck, "If you know it, be careful with your words and deeds."

Xiao Mo glanced at the sisters who were hiding at the door and wanted to come in to talk to Liya, smiled at them, turned his head and leaned over to Liya and said, "I'm going out first, see you at the engagement banquet."

The little sisters entered the door with their blushing faces covered, peeking at the back of the young man leaving gracefully, chirping to express their envy, and gathered around to help Liya braid her hair, paint her nails, and put on her veil.

Xiao Mo stood in the corridor and took out his mobile phone. It has been a week since he left the federation. He was about to call Ji Boyang to inquire about the situation, and several brothers came to drag him to meet people.The thirteen mothers, uncles and brothers next to them, cousins ​​by in-laws, and a huge crowd of people in the living room, Xiao Mo nodded and shook hands in salute, the smile on his face was almost stiff before finally ending.

A group of people moved into the main hall, and Xiao Mo shuttled through the corridor. The sky outside the corridor was gloomy, and the yellow sand billowed in the distance. The weather seemed to be getting worse.

Xiao Mo held Liya's hand at the entrance of the main hall. Two servants stepped forward and pushed open the hall door. Hundreds of people came to see them together. He came to Xiao Mo's ear and said, "Oh, there is an acquaintance of yours."

Xiao Mo followed Liya's gaze, if it wasn't for being caught by Liya, he would have almost made a disrespectful thing.

Liya pulled Xiao Mo to the uncle who presided over the engagement, and whispered in his ear, "You look like a mouse seeing a cat."

The uncle put his hands on Liya's head and asked her if she would like to leave the family and become the wife of the young man beside her. Liya nodded, and the uncle asked Xiao Mo, who was out of his mind as usual, but Xiao Mo couldn't help paying attention to Ji Boyang.

The young man who has just turned seventeen is tall and tall, with almost no expression on his delicate face. Standing behind the crowd full of joy, he looks out of place, but his outstanding temperament attracts the attention of the female customers next to him. Some young girls follow the crowd The crowd bumped into him on purpose, but the young man was unmoved, his eyes were fixed on Xiao Mo, making Xiao Mo feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Mo screamed inwardly... This guy is crazy but can do anything.

Liya pushed Xiao Mo's shoulder to remind anxiously, Xiao Mo reluctantly withdrew his mind and nodded in agreement.After the main wedding was over, the two thanked the guests, Xiao Mo didn't dare to look at Ji Boyang's expression.

The hall door slammed shut by the wind, and the guests turned their heads in amazement, but the chandeliers above their heads began to sway slightly, and the lights flickered.

"What's wrong?" Before the words finished, the room was suddenly plunged into darkness!

A servant ran in from the door to report.

"It's a sandstorm passing by!"

"Have the forecasters gone to eat shit?!" One of Liya's elder brothers yelled, and the experienced butler came out to appease the guests, "Please don't be impatient, everyone, the circuit will be repaired soon, the mansion is very strong, everyone stay It's safest here, even if the power poles outside fall down we will start the home generator, don't panic."

However, the reality was not as good as expected. The walls of the living room began to shake from side to side, more and more violently, and white lime fell from the ceiling.

Xiao Mo was looking for Ji Boyang among the black figures in the dark, when his wrist was suddenly grabbed and pulled, he bumped into several people around him and fell to the ground, and was hugged by a thin guy, the crowd screamed !

boom!one time--

The constantly shaking chandelier finally overwhelmed and fell, the glass splashed everywhere, some of it hit Xiao Mo's body slightly, and more of it splashed onto other guests.The injured guests screamed and rushed in the dark, and the crowd ran out of the hall in fear and diminishing visibility.

The hall door was pushed open, and a strong wind blew into the hall, accompanied by turbid wind and sand, which made people cough uncontrollably.

Items were knocked down by the blow, and other crystal chandeliers shook and jingled, snap!Another cup or something fell out!Zila!The wire hanging from the chandelier is loose!The crowd running outside was even more crowded, shoulder to shoulder piled up in a heap, people kept falling down, Xiao Mo was almost stepped on, and when he stabilized himself, he suddenly found that the long and thin hand holding his wrist disappeared? !

"Ji Boyang!"

Xiao Mo turned around and shuttled through the crowd, calling out to the dark room, and there was no familiar answer in the noisy surroundings.

"Ji Boyang?!"

Xiao Mo walked around anxiously, afraid that the boy would be trampled on or something? ! "Damn it, where did you go?!"

"Ji Boyang! Ji Boyang! Ji Boyang!"

The number of people in the innermost part gradually decreased, and everyone swarmed into the entrance of the hall. Xiao Mo simply lay down on the ground and rubbed the carpet regardless of his appearance, checking to see if there were any people who had been squeezed down.Someone stepped on his legs and feet, bumped into his arms, and his hands were stabbed by broken objects. He lost all feeling, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and his whole face was extremely pale!

"Damn it! What's the matter with you?!"

Liya called Xiao Mo's alias outside the hall, but Xiao Mo turned a deaf ear to it. There were fewer and fewer people in the hall. Xiao Mo's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness. He touched the corner from the center and vaguely saw a silhouette of a person.

The young man stood there silently, without knowing what expression he was wearing, and quietly watched all his ugliness.

Xiao Mo let out a sigh of relief, he really wanted to punch the dead boy, but his legs were a little weak.

Ji Boyang walked up to Xiao Mo steadily step by step, step by step, bent down to pull Xiao Mo up, and concluded in a flat tone: "Look, you can't lose me at all."

Xiao Mo rushed to hug Ji Boyang, beat the boy's straight back a few times, and said in a hoarse voice with lingering fear, "You really failed at learning..."

Ji Boyang grabbed Xiao Mo's fist behind his back and held it in front of him, spread Xiao Mo's hand and stared at the vertical and horizontal wounds on it, took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood, and whispered: "I'm sorry." The voice was soft and astringent.

Ji Boyang raised his head and looked directly into Xiao Mo's eyes seriously in the dark environment, "There will be no second time."

Xiao Mo regained his composure, curled his lips and said sarcastically, "If I said that everything just now didn't happen, you wouldn't have a second trick?"

Ji Boyang was silent for a long time, his tone was low, "...No." He didn't want to endure this kind of feeling for a second time, lightly brushing the handkerchief that was simply wrapped in Xiao Mo's palm, Ji Boyang's fingertips trembled slightly, He will not force Xiao Mo anymore.

Xiao Mo's expression was noncommittal, and Ji Boyang didn't explain further.

"Give me some time." Xiao Mo sighed, and pulled Ji Boyang along the wall to the empty hall door.The young man buried his head in silence behind him, Xiao Mo couldn't bear to turn his head and said, "I have to think about it... Don't be wronged, I am more wronged than you! You are my nemesis, my mind is messed up by you!"