I became a heartthrob on my own

Chapter 11

Gojo Satoru realized what he was thinking, immediately shook his head and sneered.

If San Chongchun didn't like Hua Xixing because of his face, what would it be?

Apart from his face, does Hua Xiling have other advantages?

"I've told you the answer too. I don't care about looking at my phone anymore. Send me the information on the first-level curse spirit!" San Chongchun also said aggressively.

Facing Mie Haruya's request, Gojo Satoru ruthlessly rejected him.

"no!"

"Five! Tiao! Wu!" Miechun also squinted his eyes, and called Wujo Wu's name word by word.

Gojo Satoru looked at his dark circles, sat on the seat and stretched, and under his long hands and long feet, the seat looked extraordinarily petite: "I can't give you the task, but I can lend you the money, and you can pay it back slowly in the future." I."

Sanchongchun was also slightly taken aback, this seemed to be more cost-effective.

After achieving his goal, he changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book, looked at Gojo Wujo with a bright smile on his face, and praised him more sincerely than anyone else: "Wu~ Are you an angel? You really are!"

When you are angry, call Gojo Satoru, and when you are happy, call Gojo Satoru!I don't know who raised his hand last time and said loudly that he hates Gojo Satoru the most!

Wujo Wutiao clicked his tongue, feeling extremely disgusted, feeling the joy from Sanechun, he lazily demanded: "Interest, three thousand Buffy chocolates!"

"Wow! You are so black!"

Gojo Satoru raised his lips proudly, he never suffers.

At this time, on the other side of the city, Hua Xiling was standing in front of the president of Changqing Company, with blood splashing on his face, and the president who was begging for mercy a second ago had turned into a corpse sitting on the seat , can no longer say a word.

The secretary next to him trembled with fright, stood where he was, and looked at Hua Xiliang tremblingly.

The person in front of him only took a second, he didn't bring a gun, he didn't bring any lethal weapons, as if he was carrying some invisible monster, he bit off his president in one bite.

This is simply not a power that humans can possess.

The secretary's face was terrified, and Hua Xiliang in front of him was like a ghost in his eyes.

Misawa Shin behind Hua Ximu slowly wiped the blood on his face, raised his hand and instantly extinguished the curse spirit behind the president, and complained dissatisfiedly: "It's too rough to do things, and even put my face on my face. There's blood all over it, so damn it."

Hua Ximu stood quietly on the spot, did not stop Misawa Shin's movements, and he did not look at the secretary who was trembling with fright, as if nothing had happened, he quietly walked out of the president's office.

The blood on his face was wiped clean by Misawa Shin, but there was nothing he could do about the blood splattered on his body. He walked out of the president's office like this, and all the staff who came and went looked at him in surprise.

The crowd made way for him, and the timid female staff covered their mouths in horror, screaming short and sharp.

Misawa Shin looked at their frightened faces with satisfaction, leaned into Hua Xiliang's ear, and asked with a lingering smile: "Is it really enough to just kill those people? I can help you kill all the people in this company." .”

Hua Xiling said: "No need, just kill these."

Once the president and senior executives die, Changqing Company will naturally be disbanded, and those hidden businesses will naturally be unable to continue.

Misawa Shin was about to say something more, when Hua Ximu's phone suddenly ding-dong, indicating that new news had arrived.

Hua Xixing opened it and saw that it was the conjurer he met in the forest last time.

"Mr. Ximu, I bought the witch's eye, can I set the date on the day after your birthday? I think I will personally give you the witch's eye o((≧▽≦o)"

A symbol expressing a smile is also used at the back of the message, and the joy is beyond words.

Looking at the email, Hua Xiliang was slightly taken aback, with a little surprise on his face.

Misawa Shin has been with Hua Ximu these days, and he can clearly see Mie Haruya's entanglement. He snorted coldly, with a strong killing intent in his tone: "He pestered you so much, I will kill you for you." Him."

Hua Ximu was afraid of Misawa Shin at the beginning, but from the past few days of getting along, he knew Misawa Shin's feelings for him too well, and unfortunately, he was the kind of person who was best at making progress when facing people who liked him.

He slammed down his cell phone with a cold expression: "Kill him, where will the money for my life come from?"

The temperature around him plummeted, and Misawa Shin turned cold.

Hua Xiliang was not afraid at all, and still sneered coldly: "Besides, do you have the ability to kill him and escape his companion's pursuit?"

He regained his memory, and he remembered everything Misawa Shin did with his body.

Mie Haruya's ability is the best against Misawa Shin.

Misawa Shin's blue eyes were full of ice. He recalled the four people who injured him, and gritted his teeth: "One day! I will kill them with my own hands."

Hua Xiling didn't take it seriously, and said in a leisurely manner, "Are you sure you want to use my body to do such a dangerous thing and hurt me?"

Misawa Shin knew that Hua Ximu was talking about it, but he didn't want him to touch the four conjurers. He protected those human beings, and he still regarded himself as a human being.

Realizing this, Misawa Shin couldn't control his emotions even more. He looked at the humans coming and going, and he could hardly restrain his killing intent.

He really wanted to slit their throats, dug out their hearts, tasted the taste of blood, and watched with enjoyment the look of fear collapsing on their faces...

Misawa Shin suppressed his desire, suddenly remembered something, and laughed softly.

"I won't kill them, how can I be willing to let you get hurt."

He leaned against Hua Xixing's back, leaned right under Hua Xixing's clothes, and caressed his chest. Under the warm skin, his heart was beating gently.

Mizawa Shin said in a low voice: "But what if you want to kill them? Feel it, your heart...your evil thoughts, you still have good thoughts now, but in the future...no one can say..."

Possessing the negative emotions of a curse spirit, this is the price of merging with him.

Sooner or later, Hua Xixing will become the same kind as him.

After so many reincarnations, he already understood why Hua Xiling would never love him again, because since he became a curse spirit, they are no longer the same kind of people.

And in this life, they will become the same kind.

Xi Mu will fall in love with him again.

Mana Ling's hand was pressed on his chest, and there was a burst of coolness, Hua Xiling cooled down, opened his hand, noncommittal.

He walked out of the building slowly, and the warm summer sun shone on him, seeming to dispel all the chills from his body.

The evil thoughts surging in my heart seemed to dissipate without a trace under such sunshine.

After solving the matter of Changqing, Hua Xiling didn't have to go to work, and he had nothing to do for a while, and rested at home for a few days, with only a curse spirit on his body to accompany him.

After all, Misawa Shin had just woken up, and his strength was weak. Not to mention fighting with Gojo Satoru and the others, he had been guarding him day and night for half a month, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, and fell asleep in his body.

Hua Xiling was watching a boring TV series at home with his arms propped up, the bleak light from the TV shone on his face, and there was a sound of laughing and joking coming from the show, but there was no trace of human emotion in his eyes.

I really want to be empty, I am so dissatisfied, I really want to destroy something...

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of crackling outside, the sound of fireworks exploding, and the red light suddenly appeared and then disappeared, attracting Hua Xiling's attention.

Hua Xixing looked at the date, it was not a year or a festival, how could someone set off fireworks?

Before he could figure it out, his cell phone rang.

Caller ID is triple spring also.

Hua Ximu answered the phone, and Mie Haruya's voice came from the phone, "Xi Mu, have you seen the fireworks? Although I don't know where your house is, I set off a lot of fireworks. You should Can see, happy birthday."

Mie Haruya's voice carried a sense of warmth just by listening to it, which washed away Hua Xiling's gloomy mood.

He stood up and opened the tightly blocked curtains, just in time, a swipe of fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and the magnificent blue filled his eyes.

Continuous fireworks bloomed in the dark blue night sky, Hua Xiling went to the balcony, lay on the railing, quietly watching these fleeting beauties.

Exploded—dissipated—bloomed—dimmed—

The fireworks were probably specially made, and the patterns that exploded were his face, his name, and happy birthday words.

He didn't know how many fireworks had been set off by Sanchongchun. Wherever his eyes touched, everything was shining brightly, illuminating the sea.

Looking at such a magnificent scene, he remembered that today seemed to be the birthday he and his own waistcoat fabricated.

Although he is idle, the other one is doing his job well.

Next to the phone, Mie Haruya's voice seemed to ring in his ears, "Mr. Xi Mu, I bought the Witch's Eye, can I give it to you tomorrow?"

Inside, Misawa Shin was sleeping.

Hua Xiling raised her lips slightly, and agreed without hesitation, "Okay."

Gojo Satoru got rid of the curse spirit and got off the plane. Wearing sunglasses, he walked out of the lobby of the airport. As soon as he came out, he heard a bang, and the fireworks exploded in the sky, illuminating the faces of passers-by.

Gojo Satoru looked up, and immediately took off his sunglasses.

If he was not mistaken, the name of the fireworks that exploded was Hua Ximu.

He walked forward a few steps, and finally saw the full name of Fireworks, and he said that his six eyes did not make a mistake, and the glittering golden dots indeed formed the name of Hua Xiling.

Not only that, when he looked up at the fireworks, a series of commercial buildings next to him also lit up, and Hua Xiling's name appeared on the billboard, wishing him a happy birthday.

Hua Xiling's name kept flashing on the colorful screen, making it impossible not to see it.

Gojo Satoru recalled Mie Haruya's chat history, it seems that today is indeed Hana Ximu's birthday.

No need to think about it, there is no one else who can do this kind of thing after thinking about it, except for Mie Haru, that idiot.

Gojo Satoru realized that he had been deceived. As the young master of Sakura Enterprise, how could he have no money to buy a 1 million yuan gem?He just doesn't have enough money for these things.

People around were whispering, and excited discussions from the girls' high school came.

"Who the hell is Hana Ximiao? I heard that advertisements and fireworks are spread all over Tokyo, even in cities near Tokyo, you can see advertisements and fireworks about Hana Ximiao when you look up."

"Yeah, it's gone crazy on Twitter, everyone is asking, who is Hua Xiling?"

"Could it be the son of a rich family? Such a big birthday celebration?"

"Stupid, didn't you see the rose next to the fireworks of Huaxiu, I think it should be a lover's celebration."

"Haha, you can say anything. At first, some people thought that the company was an idol."

……

Gojo Satoru who knows the truth: he is neither a father nor a lover, but just an unknown suitor.

Gojo Satoru didn't want to take another look, so he put on his sunglasses and got in the car where the supervisor came to pick him up.

The vehicle was driving slowly in the night, Gojo Satoru sat in the car, nodded his forehead with one hand, obviously he didn't want to care about him, but when he saw those things, Hua Xiling's expression involuntarily resurfaced in his mind.

To the woman who presented the watch, Hua Xiling smiled lazily and indifferently.

That night in Mount Akita, when I watched Mie Haruya, I ignored the tiredness of the time when the flowers were sleeping.

That man's eyes are always the same - flat, condescending, confident, eyes that will put other people's hearts on the ground and trample on them.

He is like a glamorous human-shaped curse spirit, swallowing people's hearts one by one with a smug smile in the dark.

Especially Mie Haruya's heart.

It seems that Miechun will only give up on that guy if he suffers too much and gets stabbed all over his body.