[Tutorial] Butterfly Effect

Chris is dead.

The Verona family disintegrated.What makes people feel weird is that the news they released to the outside world was only a riot caused by internal conflicts. During this turmoil, the leader Chris Ridge died unfortunately.

This family, which relied on intermediary business, fell apart overnight and collapsed.

Ah Gang felt that they had fallen into a pre-set situation.Someone was in a hurry to cover up their uproar about the Verona family, and in this rescue, he got nothing about why Chris put Qing under house arrest.

Ah Qing told Ah Gang everything she knew.The Sylvia's letter was also brought back to Pengo Li.Because of this incident, Pengo Lie and Mority reached a friendly agreement, but the reason was a little ridiculous, that is, to protect Ah Qing's safety.However, Shugo Yamazaki never cared about his injuries. In his eyes, it seemed that Qing was the luckiest thing that he was not injured.

All the progress was stuck at 99% and stopped abruptly.Obviously only a little bit short, but got nothing.What exactly Chris was going to do, the adult behind him never showed up.Or that person has given up on Chris and it's just a test of the waters.

Just thinking about it like this made Ah Gang feel uneasy.

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Ah Qing lay on the bed and looked at the beige dark patterned ceiling, this time she no longer felt flustered.

The bullet on the shoulder has been successfully removed, and the wounds on the hands and feet have been well bandaged.The long period of confinement made her body weaker and weaker, but she felt uncomfortable watching the medicine liquid enter the vein through the hose.

She was inexplicably put under house arrest, but she didn't get any clues.The only thing she knows is that Sylvia's side line has extended its claws to her-this is what A Gang told her.But what she didn't know was that Ah Gang erased the information about the witness's early death and chose to hide it from her. She really didn't know whether it was cruel or kind.

After a hundred days of muscle and bone pain, it seems that she can relax for a while.It's just that the Italian headquarters had a bad start just now. To be honest, this feeling is not good at all. It seems that all the achievements before have been wiped out, and a trouble has been added by the way, and then the word "useless" is placed in front of him.

There were footsteps stopping in front of the door, and then there was a light knock on the door.

Ah Qing glanced at the door, and it was Prison Temple that walked in.His face was gloomy, as if he had some knot in his heart.

She was slightly taken aback, and asked unconsciously, "Are you real or fake?"

Prison Temple's brows were tightly frowned into the word Chuan, and he looked at the woman in front of him inexplicably.

"What do you mean?" There was familiar impatience in his voice, mixed with some doubts.

Ah Qing breathed a sigh of relief, ever since being deceived by Chris, she was like a frightened bird, afraid of being deceived by others.Even the ability that he was proud of made him feel intimidated.Until now, she hadn't figured out why the ring didn't work at all in front of Chris.

"No... I probably have some aftereffects." She immediately laughed in relief, and looked at the man who was sitting on the chair and looking at him carelessly.

"What sequelae?" Prison Temple's expression became a little nervous, and he hurried over, leaning down to look at her.

Ah Qing raised his eyes and looked at the man above him. His short silver-gray hair hung by his ears, casting a light shadow on his face.Those were gray eyes, and the emeralds in their eyes flowed quietly.These are the eyes of the prison temple... not frivolous, but not gentle, but extremely reliable.

This may be the first time she has seriously looked at the prison temple's face. It is as sharp and angular as a precious sculpture, which is different from the three-dimensionality of oriental faces.The bridge of the nose crosses the line of Gao Ting, the eyebrows are slightly raised, and the thin lips are tightly pressed into a straight line... It doesn't look gentle at all, really.

"No. It's nothing..." She blushed and turned her head away.Speaking of it, maybe he wouldn't believe it, but in the previous banquet, Chris hypnotized her and turned himself into a prison temple.And the same is true at the Verona headquarters.But she had almost believed the deception, so to speak.

"Your injury... I'm sorry." She glanced awkwardly at the prison temple's gauze-covered face.Although he was not as seriously injured as Yamazaki, he still had injuries that required rest.

"Hmph. What do you think it's for? It's not that you, a woman, are so stupid to die." Prison Temple straightened up and leaned against the wall again, looking at her obliquely, with disdain mixed in his tone.

Hearing the familiar taunts, Ah Qing didn't feel angry at all, but instead felt extremely happy.She looked towards the prison temple, and then raised a gratified smile: "Hey, it is better for you to be more fierce."

Hearing her words, Prison Temple seemed to be choked, and his expression was strange.He looked up and down at the woman in front of him, and began to wonder if her mind had turned off when she was imprisoned.In the past, when he spoke like this, this person always had a more or less unconvinced expression, but today he laughed as if he was burned out, and made such a strange request.

"...Your brain is squeezed by the door." He snorted lightly and frowned his pretty eyebrows.

"Probably." Ah Qing smiled, ignoring his sneer.

To be honest, she still thinks this way of getting along is pretty good.At least the person in front of her is not fake. She prefers this real workaholic, boss-controlled prison temple who bombards her everywhere, to the illusion of modesty and politeness.

Prison Temple just glanced at the pale-looking Ah Qing.Now she is lying quietly on the bed without applying makeup.There is no blush or lip makeup, and the whole face looks sickly pale.I heard from the doctor that it was due to being under house arrest for too long, not seeing the sun, and not eating well, which made this happen.

It's just that even such a slightly thinner appearance is extremely moving.He still prefers Ah Qing's current appearance to the charming and charming one who shuttles through the feasting and feasting - of course it can't be said that it makes her sick all the time.

Prison Temple couldn't help but think of the records in the Handbook, the witnesses have always been short-lived and have few relatives.Could this stupid, useless woman in front of me be like that too?How could he suddenly die suddenly when he was usually so happy to jump around?He fumbled for the cigarette case from his trouser pocket a little irritably, took out a cigarette and stuffed it to his mouth, trying to get rid of the random thoughts in his mind.

"Hello!" Ah Qing sat up suddenly, her face twisted due to the pain in her shoulder.She stretched out her left hand, smoked the cigarette from the prison temple's mouth, and looked at him angrily, "You can't smoke. Besides, I'm injured, do you have the nerve to let me inhale second-hand smoke?"

"You woman, why are you so verbose—!" Guisi snatched the cigarette from Ah Qing's hand, yelled back with his brows tightened, and then looked at her grinning, his tone softened a bit, "You're still hurt, be careful."

"Why are you so fierce! I'm a sick man!" Ah Qing rubbed the edge of her shoulder tearfully, trying to suppress the pain.

Prison Temple gave her a blank look, and really wanted to say that he was also a wounded person.But a good man doesn't fight a woman, he still held back the urge.Obviously this woman said just now that he should be more aggressive, but he doesn't feel that he is fierce at all. This is not the first time this stupid woman has known herself.He pouted, but put the cigarette back.

The person in front of him had tears in his eyes, but he actually looked quite tragic.Bandages were wrapped around the wrists and ankles, as were the shoulders, and there was an infusion tube inserted into the back of the hand.The appearance of a key patient.But her hazy tearful eyes have a kind of beauty of pear blossoms with rain, and the beautiful arcs of the eyelids are raised, which is intoxicating.

The door was pushed open again, and a man came in with flowers in his hands, then bowed respectfully to the prison temple, and said to Ah Qing: "The flowers sent by the Mority family need to be put in a vase for you." ?"

It was a bunch of off-white lilies, the petals curled slightly downward, like a dancing girl.This whole bouquet of lilies is white and flawless, exuding a charming fragrance.The dullness in the room was instantly washed away, bringing a bit of freshness.

"Thank you Yamazaki for me. The flowers are very beautiful. I have difficulty moving now, and I will definitely visit him when the injury recovers." Ah Qing withdrew her tears, and her voice became lighter.She took the bouquet with a touch of emotion in her eyes.

This time Yamazaki helped her a lot.She didn't want to involve other families, but he has been silently following this incident.From the day she was sent back to Vengley for medical treatment, he would send someone to send a bouquet of flowers, symbolizing blessings and regretting that he was injured and could not come to visit in person.

Prison Temple glanced at Ah Qing who was beaming with joy, his face darkened suddenly, and then curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

"You seem to care about that fellow Mority." He pondered for a while, looking at Ah Qing who was holding flowers.

"I'm really grateful to Yamazaki..." Aqing teased the oval petals with his left hand, and answered Gokuji absent-mindedly, "If it wasn't for the supernatural beings brought by Yamazaki this time, I would probably be traded as a bargaining chip." Going out..." She sighed softly, her mind was in chaos.

As a result, in the end, Chris died inexplicably, and an invisible big hand cleaned everything up, as if waiting for the next attempt.At first, the sense of familiarity with Chris should be the relationship with the distant relatives that Agang said.And she has indeed seen the dark red in Chris's eyes, which is no different from hers.Hmm... It's just that she remembers... Sylvia seems to have passed away without giving birth to any children, right?

"But you seem to like him very much." Prison Temple's thoughtful voice broke Ah Qing's wild thoughts.

She turned her head away and saw the prison temple looking at the lily in her hand, frowning slightly.

Prison Temple's eyes moved up again, looking at her eyes, the gray-green pupils were a little cautious, and repeated what he said just now.

"do you like him?"

The author has something to say:

She doesn't like, she doesn't like, she doesn't like, she doesn't like [bye]

I answered for her! 【.