The beauty of the fishing department is a god in the love variety show

Rachel ran away.

Her tact and intelligence are a bit unexpected, but it is not surprising when you think about it carefully. You must know that this is the person who can disguise the murder almost seamlessly, and even dares to act as a traitor, kill Oren, and blame him. .

The police station officially issued a wanted arrest for Rachel. This case shocked the entire territory of Dias, and almost every day the news broadcast related news.

At the same time, Rachel was huddled in the darkness of the underground sewer. She had several cuts on her body, but the worst was a gunshot wound to her abdomen.

The bullet tore the muscles. Although the internal organs were not injured, the toxins of the infection had already begun to invade the body, causing her to have a high fever, and she wished she could fall into a deep sleep.

But she knew she couldn't stop, and if she was discovered, the end that awaited her would be horrific to the extreme.

She propped herself up, pressed her hand against the slippery mossy wall, and slowly moved forward.

She believed that she could survive the most difficult days. After all, she had survived the days and nights of her childhood little by little, and stood under the sun again.

There seemed to be a light coming from the front, which looked extraordinarily beautiful in the deep darkness, reminding her of that tall and stern figure involuntarily.

It was he who walked up to her and chose her.Since then, she has had a different life and completely changed the dividing line of fate.

……

"I said, can you stop pestering Mr. Dias all the time? No matter how much you compete, you should leave a chance for others, right? If you always leave no room like this, you will be annoying!"

Song An raised his eyebrows, and looked at No. 3 who was extremely dissatisfied in front of him with interest.Being able to blame him for this kind of thing shows how incompetent No. 3 is.

"But why should I give it to you? Mr. Dias is not an item. I respect his wishes, and he also respects my wishes."

No. 3 was very angry with his righteousness: "I didn't let you, but at least you don't take Mr. Dias out every day. I really don't understand why Mr. Dias always likes to follow you around? As long as you're not in the castle, it's hard to find him."

Song An was taken aback for a moment, isn't Master Dias in the castle?However, this small doubt was quickly dispelled. After all, this is the lord, and it is normal to go out to deal with affairs.

"I think you think of Mr. Dias as a love brain. He is busy with affairs every day, and it must be commonplace to go out. Don't put such a boring hat on my head. You should spend more time thinking about how to make him happy. Bar."

He yelled at No. 3 in a disinterested manner, and was about to turn around and leave, but he heard No. 3 yelling at him unconvinced: "Why didn't I pay attention! I saw it with my own eyes, and Mr. Dias is worried about you being alone in the hotel." Lizhu, I went to find you specifically, that's why I said that. I really don't understand how you have such a great charm, but you can let him go to care about you because you are worried that you won't be used to sleeping in a hotel!"

At that moment, Song An seemed to be struck by lightning, his whole body was stiff, and a wave of pure fear rolled over, drowning him to suffocation in an instant.

He turned his neck with difficulty and looked at No. 3. He couldn't remember how to turn his tongue to make a sound. He just asked out of habit: "Do you remember when he went to find me?"

Number 3 was taken aback by his strange appearance, and when he heard his question, he became more and more annoyed.

How could he not remember, that time can't wait to be engraved in his heart.

"At noon, he went out at 21:[-]. I wanted to follow up to see, but he was in a car, how could I keep up with my two legs. At that time, I had a bad feeling that he must be I went to find you. I finally waited for me to get in the car and arrived at the hotel. It was already [-]:[-], and his car was parked near the hotel at that time, not for you, but for whom?!"

Song An felt a burst of dizziness, and unconsciously pressed his temples with his hands, trying to suppress the discomfort.But now he is like sitting on a dilapidated boat, surrounded by turbulent waves, and he is not given a chance to breathe.

Dias, Dias...

So the person Rachel called was not Oren, but him; the person who was going to meet was not Oren, but him.

From the beginning to the end, Rachel was just a pawn in his hands. In order to make this case more exciting and more confusing, he released such a smoke bomb to confuse them.

"No one sees my words, no one sees my performance, no one cares about my glory, I can't find the exit of my soul."

These words are not painful at all, but showing off the puzzle he has set up.

No matter how you look at it, Dias has nothing to do with the case.He is the chess player behind the scenes, manipulating the dolls in his hands wantonly, but he is at large outside the law.

Even if Song An knew the truth, he couldn't do anything to him.

this is too scary.

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

No. 3 Balabala talked for a long time, but saw Song An's pale face and didn't respond at all. He was so angry that he wanted to grab his collar and shake the bastard to wake him up.

But Song An didn't even bother to look at him again, turned around and went back to the room, and slammed the door shut.

His heart was beating violently, as if it was about to be squeezed out of his chest.

He closed his eyes, leaned his head against the cold oak door, and took a deep breath before opening them again.

"I'm quitting."

After the completion of task two, guests have the right to advance and retreat freely, but now, Song An sensed the crisis, and he immediately made a decision to quit the game.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no response from the program.

"Dong dong dong", the door panel behind him was knocked suddenly, and Song An was so frightened that he jumped up from above, turned around and stared at the turning handle.

In the next second, the screen of the live broadcast platform was blurred.

[Damn, what's going on, I was seeing high, facing, and the signal was cut off!What do the program crew do! 】

[It's over, Song An absolutely played himself to death this time.If he honestly followed the strategy route, he might be able to enter the next link with a high score.It's good now, Dias will never let him go. 】

【My An An, don't do this...】

The door was opened, and it was Dias standing outside.

He is still dressed so simply at home, wearing a dark blue gold velvet nightgown and soft cotton slippers, softening many harsh edges and corners, making him not seem too difficult to get close to.

Those dark green eyes were like an unfathomable clear pool, cold and deep, exuding a piercing chill, just looking at Song An calmly.

Song An involuntarily took two steps back. At this time, when he looked at Dias again, he was absolutely terrifying enough to make his heart tremble.

Dias said lightly: "Are you afraid of me?"

Song An licked his dry lips, and instead of answering his question, asked, "Why did you do this?"

Dias took two steps forward and closed the door.

At this time, the sun has already begun to set, and the red glow of sunset covers half of the sky, throwing the last beautiful colors in the room.But this beauty is so cruel, it froze everything like blood.

"Maybe, it's too boring."

Song An couldn't help but clenched his fists. Seeing this casual answer, it condensed a human life.Now, he finally understands why Dias said not to pursue motives, because their way of thinking is fundamentally different from normal people.

Perhaps in Dias's view, whether it is Oren, Adam, or Rachel, death is no different from the withering of a white rose.

He knew that he was walking on the tip of the knife now, and if he made a wrong step, he would fall into the abyss.It's just that he doesn't understand what the program team is doing. He can leave the game obviously, but why there is no response there.

It's a pity that what he didn't know was that the program team was also speechless with a headache.The data that was originally set could not be started at all, and was all cut down by the boss willfully.They could only issue a statement to appease the audience, while trying their best to deal with the boss's dozen or so secretaries.

MD, now I finally understand why the boss's money is not easy to earn!

"So, are you going to kill me?"

Song An asked the deadliest question bluntly, staring at Dias without blinking, capturing his subtle expressions.

Dias didn't speak, just took out a snow-white rose flower from his cuff, and handed it into the air.

Song Jing quietly stared at the budding rose flower for a moment, then moved forward and grabbed the thorny flower stem, his hands were covered with blood instantly.

Dias grabbed his wrist, frowned and separated his fingers, looking at the punctured palm, feeling a burning pain in his heart.

He threw the rose flower on the ground in disgust, carefully pulled out the thorns in Song An's palm one by one, went to the cabinet, took out medicine and gauze to wrap him up, and his heart was full of killing intent.

Do you just hate him, hate him?

However, when he raised his eyes, he met a pair of tearful pupils, which seemed to be full of grievances, just looking at him so glisteningly.

Dias softened all of a sudden, after all, he was the one who scared Song An.

"Do you have to punish me in this way?"

This is the first time he has been so humble to others, he is not used to it, but also has a secret sweetness.

Song An refused to let go: "What about Lord Dias, do you think I'm the same pawn as Lei Qier? Hold it in your hand when you like it, and throw it away when you don't like it."

Dias frowned, not knowing how he could compare himself with Rachel.

Song An seemed to have seen through his mind, and asked loudly: "Isn't it? If Lei Qier doesn't like Sir, how could she be willing to take such a risk for Sir. Sir already knew it well, that's why she set it up Such a trap."

Dias's heart skipped a beat, and after examining the young man's expression, he realized that the young man seemed to be jealous.

He couldn't help laughing, and the corners of his mouth that had been kept cold all year round bloomed like this, revealing the warmth of the first melting ice and snow.

Song An was startled at first, and then couldn't help but glared at Dias angrily. Even in this situation, she still didn't change Mao'er's bold temperament.

Dias felt that his heart was softening to the bone, and he couldn't help explaining: "You are just thinking about it, in my heart, you are completely different from Rachel. I will only give you roses, knowing that white roses Meaning?"

Song An looked at him puzzled, he really didn't know the meaning of the white rose in this world.

Dias held him in his arms, and said in a deep and affectionate voice, "That is, I want you to be my bride."

Song An couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, let's forget about the bride, he just wants to save his life and get out of the show.

He raised his head and stared at Dias suspiciously, as if judging the truth of his words.

Dias couldn't wait any longer, hugged him, and fell on the big soft bed, kneading the young man's snow-white ears with his hands.

It's so beautiful, just let this rose flower bloom in his hands.

"I will not kill you. On the contrary, I will only love and protect you. But at the same time, you are not allowed to pursue the past. Just let it go with the wind. In the days to come, I promise that I will never I will do things that embarrass you again.”

Song An softened his expression, and although he was still a little tangled, he stretched out his arms and hooked Dias' neck.

With one force, he reversed the postures of the two, and sat on Dias's body condescendingly.

However, at this extremely ambiguous moment, when Dias relaxed his vigilance, a silver fork appeared in his hand, which was precisely aimed at Dias' artery.

The original softness and relaxation of the youth faded away, and turned into a sharpness as cold as ice.

"I'm sorry, but I think it's better for Mr. Dias to surrender himself to the police station with me."

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