Confrontation in the abyss

"No need." Zhou Cho stood up shaking.

"Actually, I want to tell you that when I watched you dance with Eva today, I felt a little jealous. I really wanted to take you to an empty room, hold your hand and dance with you. Time is like a compass. Spin endlessly." Anson's voice was as soft as if it didn't exist.

"...Don't you think the current situation is inappropriate to say these things?"

Carter prepared a guest room for him, and he stood in front of the bathroom mirror and looked at himself in the mirror.He suddenly realized that he couldn't remember what he looked like before.

The blood in his hands sank into the sink along the water and disappeared.

Zhou Cho walked out of the bathroom, only to see a clean shirt on the bed in the guest room. It was of high quality, and the design was elegant and not exaggerated.This taste is obviously not the owner Carter's.

"Do you like it?" Anson asked against the door.

Zhou Chou took off his blood-stained suit without hesitation, unbuttoned his shirt, and turned his back to An Sen, revealing his scarred back.Although the scar left by the bomb explosion is not shocking, it is set off by other fragmentary scars, which makes people feel pain in the eyes.

"Is it the scar from that explosion?" Anson asked softly.

"Yes." Zhou Chou fastened the buttons unhurriedly, his muscles tensed unnaturally, because he felt Anson's approach.

The other party actually hugged him from behind, Zhou Thou said coldly: "Mr. Lorenzo, I don't think your hug is appropriate."

"Why?" An Sen covered Zhou Cho's ear, and his warm breath swept over his ear.

"I'm not a woman." Zhou Cho really wanted to throw the opponent downstairs with an over-the-shoulder throw, but he knew that Anson Lorenzo was very skilled, and the most important thing was that if he made the opponent think of something, all previous efforts would be wasted.

"It has nothing to do with being a man or a woman." Anson took a breath and said in a chanting tone, "I sometimes wonder if the reason why I pay so much attention to you is because you have experienced the same explosion as him. "

"What?" Zhou Cho trembled slightly, his heart beating wildly.

"There used to be an Interpol officer who saved me from two explosions, and of course...one was designed by me."

"Mr. Lorenzo, I'm not interested in discussing this with you." Zhou Zhao thought that he should stop talking about the past, because if he was given another chance, he would let this guy be blown to death!

But An Sen continued to talk to himself as if he didn't hear Zhou Chou's words at all, "It's funny how he eats cheap steak, I can't understand such a bad thing, he's like tasting high-end caviar."

"Not everyone strives for perfection in every detail of life like you." Zhou Cho said nonchalantly.

The corners of Ansen's lips curled up, and he tapped his fingers in the air, "This has nothing to do with my pursuit of life. When he grabbed me at a height of [-] meters, I seemed to be on drugs... There is actually a feeling of walking in the clouds." Illusion, I didn't think at all that it was possible to fall down and be turned into a pulp. It's just that he didn't dodge the third explosion. I heard that he was bombed beyond recognition, and the body can only be identified by DNA. And that bastard Richard actually Asked me if I wanted to see his body. Why should I... see his mutilated form?"

The elongated tone at that moment and the slightly lonely sound quality made Zhou Cho's heart twitch.If Anson was still lying, he had indeed reached the pinnacle of lying.

"You're talking like you're in love with that Interpol officer."

"I don't think that's love."

"Oh, that's 'interest', like you're harassing me now."

"But interest, will it hurt?" An Sen murmured, as if he really cherished Zhou Chou.

"Mr. Lorenzo, I'm very tired, and I don't have the energy to continue to cooperate with your game." Zhou Chou pulled An Sen's hand away forcefully, picked up the suit that was thrown on the ground, hung it on his shoulders and walked out.

Like a hallucination, Anson's sight behind him really hurts.

When I got into the car, I heard Leslie's voice in my ears.

"Are you OK."

"I'm fine. Is the document sent to you useful?" Zhou Zhao tugged on his collar, feeling inexplicably upset.

"Very useful. Karl Lippmann will be very busy in the next few days."

Zhou Chou returns to Yang's, and Yang Jin tells him that Aiwa is out of danger.This made Zhou Choo breathe out a little, but the problems that arose immediately gave him a headache.How would he explain his "extraordinary skills" to Eva?Under the circumstances at that time, if he didn't take action, he might not be able to escape the fate of being silenced by the killer.

"Leslie, it looks like I'm in trouble again." Zhou Tuo sighed.

Unexpectedly, Leslie still maintained the communication, "Then come out and have a drink."

The place where they have a drink is not a bar or a club, but a football field.

There were no lights, only the flickering stars overhead.The whole stadium was silent, Leslie and Zhou Zhao were sitting on the edge of the stadium with a bag of beer, opened the can and drank.The cold liquid poured into the throat, refreshing and even breathing a lot easier.

"I feel a little tired, and this identity makes me daunted." Zhou Zhao said, looking up at the sky.

"Because one lie needs countless lies to make up for?" Leslie was not as bold as Zhou Chou, and only took two sips.

"Yeah, I don't know how to explain to Aiwa. She is not a stupid woman, and I can't explain her skill in a hurry." Zhou Choo smiled wryly and shook his head.

Leslie clinked glasses with him, and her cold voice matched the temperature of the beer unexpectedly, "I bet you, she won't kill you. If she really wants to expose you, you can go back to Zhou Chao."

"Regardless Dean, who no longer exists? Yang." Zhou Choo smiled, as if the lip line was pulled by the breeze.

That day, Zhou Choo drank a lot.He knew it was because Leslie was by his side, and he didn't have to worry about being exposed because he was drunk.Because when it's just him and Leslie, he can safely return to Zhou Tiao.

Zhou Zhao talked a lot to Leslie, and he drank more than a dozen cans of beer in one night.While drinking, he leaned to one side, knocked his head on Leslie's shoulder, and felt a floating feeling in his whole body.

"I think I'm a little drunk." Zhou Choo sneered.

"It's okay." Leslie's palm lightly rested on Zhou Cho's forehead.It was the phrase "It's okay", the cold voice mixed with the smell of alcohol made Zhou Cho feel extremely at ease in the noisy world.

"Hmm..." Zhou Tzu slowly closed his eyes.

He was helped out of the football field by Leslie.

"Don't send me back to Yang's house..." Zhou Cho said in a daze.

"Yeah." Leslie understood that Zhou Tuo's drunken return to Yang's house would make Yang Jin worry.

Leslie dropped him off at a hotel.Run water for him to take a bath.

Although Zhou Choo was a little drunk, he hadn't reached a state of complete unconsciousness, "It's okay...Leslie, I can take a shower by myself...you can go back..."

The water in the bathtub has been put away, Leslie walked to the bed and took off Zhou Tiao's coat, "What if you drown in the bathtub?"

Zhou Cho covered his stomach with a puff and laughed out loud.

"So when I died was Zhou Cho or Dean? Yang?" Zhou Cho propped up his upper body, his eyes drooped slightly, and Leslie looked at him quietly for a while but then turned his face away.

Zhou Chou took off his clothes without hesitation, exposing his scarred upper body, walked into the bathroom wearing only a pair of underpants, swayed into the bathroom, stepped straight into the bathtub, and after lying down, he thought of something and pulled his wet underpants out of the water. Take it off and throw it on the white tiles.The door was left open, and Leslie walked in, touching the panties with her toes and stopping.Zhou Cho was lying there enjoying himself.

Leslie went to the side of the tub and sat down. "I know the scars on your shoulders and chest are from the blast. What about the scars on your legs and arms?"

"Huh?" Zhou Thou slowly raised his arm and looked, "Oh... these... I'm unlucky... When the bomb exploded in Anson Lorenzo's house, I was killed by his chandelier to save him Scratched by fragments... the most annoying thing is that he installed the bomb himself..."

"Everything will be fine, Zhou Chou."

"Hmm..." Zhou Choo lay in the hot water and fell asleep.

Leslie maintained the posture of sitting sideways, and lightly touched the scar on Zhou Chip's shoulder with his fingers.Time basked in the softness of Leslie's gaze.

A few days later, Zhou Cho received a call from Aiwa.

"I'm hurt, shouldn't you come and see me?" There was a smile in the other party's voice, but Zhou Cho would not be so stupid as to guess her true emotions based on the other party's voice.

"Of course I want to come and see you. How about this afternoon?" Zhou Cho didn't make extra excuses for himself.

"Okay, remember to bring me the baby's breath. I don't know why, but I really want to see this kind of flower."

"no problem."

In the afternoon, Zhou Cho bought a large bunch of baby's breath and went to the hospital where Aiwa was.

She lived in the VIP ward, the entire floor was emptied, and there were many bodyguards. Before entering Aiwa's ward, Zhou Choi was checked very closely by them, and even the watch and keys were taken off.

Walking into the ward, Eva was sitting there, her face still pale, but her eyes were very energetic.She opened her arms slightly towards Zhou Choo, "Oh, Dean."

"Hey, are you better?" Zhou Choo kissed her on the cheek and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Thank you for saving me. If it wasn't for you, the bullet would have passed through my brain directly." Eva laughed.

"Aha, that killer fired his gun too early." Zhou Choo nodded and smiled.

"No, your reaction is too fast. I asked my bodyguards, even they may not be able to lift the tablecloth to fake the killer like you, or stab the back of his hand with a table knife, can't do it After grabbing the pistol, you calmly hit it. Everything is as natural as a conditioned reflex for you. The most important thing is that you have no fear." Eva's expression was indifferent.