what is my husband

The tender seedlings disappeared, and Lu Ting emptied out all the contents of the backpack. Except for the soil, there were only some sundries that he put in the bag.

Just when he was flustered, a vine suddenly appeared on the side of his neck, stretching out its sharp thorns presumptuously, circling around the young man's slender and fragile neck as if there was nothing there.

As long as it is still there, he is really afraid that if the vine is gone, he will not live long.

After being overly tense, I suddenly relaxed, and my body was a little weak.Lu Ting sat on the ground with his back against the bed, and the vines crawled along his body to the ground, occupying the entire room in the blink of an eye.

The smell of the plants filled the air, but the other party didn't seem to think it was enough. They spread out wantonly until there were no gaps in the space.

Lu Ting narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he saw a man in the corner.

I rubbed my eyes vigorously, and there was really someone!He got up from the ground all at once, and his two feet were forced to stand still by the surrounding vines.

The man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His skin was so white that it was almost transparent. His eyes were extremely black, like a deep pool of stagnant water that never shines on the sun.He looked like a ghost under the bright white moonlight, but because of his extremely beautiful appearance, he was more like the seductive male goblin in a fairy tale.

When it was the vine, Lu Ting was afraid of being pricked, and was also a little afraid of the other party.Now that the opponent showed his human form, Lu Ting was not afraid anymore.

He waved at the man and said with a friendly smile, "My name is Lu Ting, how about you?"

The man lowered his eyes, and the vines coiled around his feet immediately retracted their thorns and parted to make way for them.Only then did Lu Ting realize that the man was barefoot, with dark red blood on his feet, and the dirt stained his trousers, which made his cold temperament a little more depressed.

Lu Ting stood still, and as the other party approached, he realized that the other party was tall, nearly a head taller than him.

The man looked down at the young man in front of him, raised his hand, pinched the man's jaw with his cold and slender fingers, forcing him to raise his head.Realizing that the other party's eyes were not looking well, Lu Ting subconsciously grabbed the man's wrist and retreated at the same time.

The man moved extremely quickly, blocking his retreat in two or three strokes, trapping him in the corner between the bed and the bedside table.

"What do you want to do?" Lu Ting pretended to be calm, thinking in his mind how to escape if the other party suddenly attacked him.

"Don't do anything." The man's voice was not as sinister as before, with a careless meaning, looking at Lu Ting as if looking at an inanimate object.

He leaned over, and his lips were only one step away from the tip of Lu Ting's nose: "I just want to take a good look at what my fiancee looks like."

The cold aura on the man's body and the undisguised murderous intent in his words made Lu Ting shiver.

Lu Ting was very depressed. Although he knew that he would go crazy when he knew that he had an extra fiancé, he didn't want to kill anyone.The male goblin's hostility towards him must have been too deep.

The man's eyes scraped across the young man's face inch by inch, and a cold light flashed in his dark eyes. When he let go of his hand, he gave a push, and Lu Ting fell onto the bed all of a sudden.

The vines immediately climbed onto the bed, wrapped Lu Ting's hands and feet and fixed them to the headpost.

Knowing that the other party was on guard rather than having that kind of interest in him, Lu Ting didn't struggle and waited patiently for the other party to let him go.The man walked around the room with slow steps, and his every move was dignified and elegant.

"Are you a ghost or a demon?" Lu Ting asked staring at the ceiling.

The man sat down on the single sofa opposite the bed, his slender legs crossed, and he picked up the book on the armrest to read in a leisurely manner.

Lu Ting waited for a while, then asked again: "What should I call you?"

The man turned a page of the book, his expression was calm.

Lu Ting: "You don't seem to like me very much. In that case, why don't we break off the engagement?"

If the function of the flowerpot is to suppress, then now that the flowerpot is broken, the great god lost his restraint and returned to human form, so they can just chat face to face about major events in life.

"It's very simple." The man put down the book and walked to the bed, leaned over and put his hands on the sides of Lu Ting's head, he got closer and closer, the corners of his lips curved beautifully, and the malice in his eyes flashed, "You If you die, our engagement will be broken."

Lu Ting froze all over, staring at the man without dodging, he blinked, and slightly curled his lips: "But you can't kill me."

Otherwise, they could have killed him in the first place, but the man didn't.The old man is a good hand at deceiving people, but he did not deceive him in some respects - he and Teng depend on each other for life and death.

They restrict each other, but they cannot hurt each other. This is the true meaning of "connected fate".The prophetic dream that helped him escape the catastrophe at the beginning should also be written by this person.As for the loss of the flower pot that day, Lu Ting suspected that the flower pot might be restraining the man, and somehow went to the next door by mistake.

Lu Ting recalled under the man's icy gaze, he knew that he had guessed right.

"Although we can't be husband and wife, we can be friends." Lu Ting suggested.

The man straightened up and returned to the sofa to continue reading, as if the previous conversation had never happened.

Lu Ting was at the mercy of others like a wooden man, and the sound of rubbing pages seemed to have a hypnotic effect, and he actually felt sleepy.When I woke up in the morning, the vine branch was gone, and the soil in the pot was lying on the floor next to the bed, along with two pieces of broken china.

He moved his stiff and sore body, thinking that the man might be sick, maybe he just likes to see people tied up on the bed.There was a sudden pause in the movement of rubbing his wrists, and Lu Ting found that there was a circle of dark green patterns of vines on the upper part of his wrists, and the vines once again entered his body.

No one likes to be a moving flowerpot of human flesh, Lu Ting pursed his lips and went into the bathroom, angrily rubbing against that part with a towel.Fujie was in good condition without any damage, but the white skin was rubbed red and almost torn.

Lu Ting was out of breath after working hard, threw the towel forcefully, and left the room.

Uncharacteristically, Feng Xixi was sitting in the dining room with other people having breakfast, she smiled softly, and when she saw Lu Ting hurriedly beckoned him over.

Lu Ting found that her complexion was much better than yesterday, and the bloodshot eyes were less.

Thinking of the sudden change in the face of Feng Xixi who was possessed at the door of the room yesterday, Lu Ting felt a little complicated. Although Teng was a bit domineering and unpleasant, his sudden appearance scared away the possessed ghost.

I'm afraid it was also because of him staying in the house, Feng Qianqian had a good night's sleep last night, that's why she was in such a good state of mind today.

"Lu Ting, here are soy milk and white porridge, see which one you like."

"I want white porridge." Lu Ting smiled at Feng Qianqian with narrowed eyes, "Thank you, Sister Feng."

Feng Xiqian brought porridge to someone, and Huang Na suddenly raised her head, looked at Feng Qianqian, then turned her head to look at Lu Ting, as if hesitating to speak.

Zhao Gang made some side dishes for his girlfriend, and said speechlessly, "You can't stop eating, so what's the matter."

Huang Na secretly glanced at Feng Xixi, and whispered, "Someone is dead in Hongde Square."

Lu Ting swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and asked, "What's going on?"

Huang Na sent the news link to the co-renting group, and Lu Ting clicked on it. To be exact, it was not Hongde Plaza, but the office building next to Hongde Plaza.

The person who died was a middle-level leader of an environmental protection company in that building, and he was only 35 years old.

When he died, his head was stuffed in the sink, and his body was kneeling on the ground. Because it was working hours, many people saw his strange death.There were too many people, so this matter was spread to various groups, and was quickly carried to the Internet, attracting many onlookers.

The photos of the death scene have been mosaiced, and nothing can be seen, but there are some clues mixed in the discussion below.

[I am an employee of that company, we all saw it, the manager died very strangely, would a normal person drown because his head was buried in the wash basin? 】

【suicide? 】

[It is possible that just yesterday, the manager first learned that the promotion that had been stabilized suddenly disappeared, and then the female employee complained about sexual|harassment, and some people said that he leaked client secrets in private, and the company wanted to sue him. 】

[Some people say who said it, can you use your real name?Rumors about dead people are also fabricated, aren't you afraid of going out and bumping into death?]

[Cheat me to death, can the whole family do it! 】

The comment on this level was promoted to No.1. In order to prove that he was not lying, the owner of the level specially found a photo of himself and the deceased with a mosaic on his face. He was a tall young man with a handsome face. The smile is also very sunny.

Some people regretted his untimely death, while others mentioned the weirdness of the incident.And soon, someone connected this case with the death of the homeless man in the previous case.

As if deliberately guiding the direction of the comments, the person said indistinctly: [A homeless man also died the day before yesterday. 】

[Serial murder? 】

[Did the police not move?Otherwise, why would another one die! 】

[Taking taxpayers' money but doing nothing, I'm so disappointed in this society]

[Does the police have any actions to report to you, idiot]

[Why did the strategist pull out the homeless man? Maybe there are two cases at all. 】

【The dead rest in peace, no intention to disturb.jpg】

Sure enough, you don't have to be responsible for what you say on the Internet, but you can attack anyone who wants to attack without evidence.Lu Ting filtered through these, and after finding what he wanted in the comments, he turned off the hot search, left the sentence "I'm going to work", and left home in a hurry.

People in the company were also discussing today's hot search, and Li Qian also joined the discussion.

Seeing Lu Ting, he walked towards him: "Follow me to Hongde Plaza."

Lu Ting stopped him: "Don't go."