Relying on Liang

It looked like Ji Hongming who hadn't slept well for several days. He had been sleeping with Zhong Yunqing in his arms until it was almost noon before he fully woke up.

The helpless little child who seemed to have been abandoned by the whole world disappeared from him in an instant.The evil spirit all over his body, the huge sense of oppression and aggressive eyes made Ji Hongming return to the disgusting appearance that Zhong Yunqing had when he first saw him.

While he was in the bathroom to take a shower, Zhong Er, who had maintained a position for a long time without moving, and most of his body was numb, quickly sat up with his teeth bared. Immediately afterwards, it disappeared from Zhong Er's heart.

I don't know how many people's blood has been stained on the hands of Ji. After all, he and he have never been the same.

Zhong Xiaoer was still staring at the bloody quilt in a daze, when the bathroom door was opened with a bang, and he subconsciously turned his head, followed by a pair of eyes that were almost blinded.

Damn, stinky rascal!

This picture was so beautiful that Zhong Er didn't dare to look at it. With a glimpse, he only had time to see Ji Hongming, who was wrapping a bath towel on his body, with scars all over his body, big and small.Seeing Zhong Yunqing's rabbit-like startled reaction made Ji Hongming laugh out loud. He was not worried at all about the embarrassment that the loose bath towel around his waist was about to fall off. No?"

Shy your sister!Zhong Xiaoer scolded the eighteen generations of ancestors surnamed Ji in his heart.

But Ji Hongming walked straight towards him, touched Zhong Xiaoer's face heavily, then smiled charmingly, and snorted, "Since everything is ready, stop pretending, go downstairs and have dinner with me!"

Although the whole person is very smart, it seems that Ji Hongming remembers Zhong Er's heavy and ruthless punch in the face before.Zhong Yunqing, who originally wanted to pretend to be sick and pass the test, saw that he was ruthlessly exposed, immediately lowered his face, slapped off Ji Hongming's claws that wanted to eat his tofu, and got off the bed angrily.

Like teasing a small pet, Ji Hongming squinted his eyes, and the mood that had been suppressed for a few days was surprisingly good at this moment. He half-lyed on the bed that still had the residual warmth of Zhong Yunqing's body, in a trance, as if that person had never Like leaving and disappearing.

Zhong Yun didn't even eat breakfast, and Zhong Yun spent the whole morning with Ji Hongming on an empty stomach. After he finished washing, Zhong Er hurried to the cloakroom to see that annoying smiling face surnamed Ji.

At this moment, Zhong Xiaoer was sitting alone in a cloakroom that was larger than the living room of ordinary people, with a worried expression on his face.Two days ago, he secretly rejoiced that Ji Hongming seemed to have forgotten him. Sure enough, one should not be too pretentious. What if Lai stayed on the island when Ji came here this time? Wouldn't his escape plan be more difficult?

After moaning and sighing for a long time, Zhong Er dawdled to get up, he didn't touch the finely crafted suits and Chinese-style gowns hanging on the hangers, he just picked a simple white shirt and changed into it.At first glance, these clothes were all prepared for that person who had long since disappeared, but the size was still suitable, and Zhong Er, who was informal in character, could make do with it.

Just like wearing costumes for filming, even though he felt uncomfortable, Zhong Yunqing, who felt like he was playing Lin Ze, could only bite the bullet and comfort himself like this.

When he came out, Ji Hongming had already changed his clothes and stood guard outside.He looked at Zhong Yunqing in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know what this person was thinking, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Seeing the two of them going downstairs, the butler in the restaurant probably received orders early in the morning and had already prepared a sumptuous lunch.For Zhong Yunqing, who was only able to sit in a wheelchair yesterday and was out of breath after walking two steps, the old man did not show any surprise at all when he was able to go downstairs by himself today.

He pulled out the chair for Zhong Yunqing, and then got busy around him.On the long dining table, in addition to the carefully cooked food, there was also a large bouquet of blood-red roses in the center. Ji Hongming, who was at the other end of the roses, seemed to have been completely forgotten by the old housekeeper.

This time's deliberate indifference did not make Ji Hongming go crazy. He quietly enjoyed plate after plate of food handed over from other servants, from appetizers, soup to main course, with a wild appearance like a bloodthirsty beast. A beast man, but his dining etiquette is impeccable.

After eating, Ji Hongming disappeared for a while and then suddenly appeared.

"Come with me." As he spoke, he pulled Zhong Yunqing through the long arched corridor, and came to a lounge with white walls, floors, floor-to-ceiling glass doors and windows, and sat down.In the well-lit room, the windows and glass doors are facing the garden. Just turn your head, you can see the beautiful scenery full of roses competing to bloom in the garden.

"Read it to me." Leaning on the comfortable white sofa and reclining chair, and stuffing a book that was about to be torn apart to Zhong Yunqing, Ji Hongming immediately asked in a blunt manner.

Zhong Er looked down, and on the green cover of the book in his hand was written - "Andersen's Fairy Tales".

"..." The one surnamed Ji has fallen ill again?

"Read it quickly." Seeing Zhong Yunqing's delay in moving, Ji Hongming raised his eyelids and urged him again, looking a little impatient.

Facing Ji Hongming's gaze at this time, the string in Zhong Er's head was about to snap. He was not a submissive little daughter-in-law who was inexplicably used as someone's substitute to seek comfort and compensation. Can you bear it?

He moved his lips, and just about to put a book on Ji Hongming's face, telling him that the uncle will not be serving, when in the quiet room, the buzzing and vibrating sound of the mobile phone suddenly rang out.

With a tsk, Ji Hongming sat up straight, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and the corners of his raised mouth drooped immediately. He pressed the answer button, and he yelled at the other end: "Your surname Ji You bastard, did you intend to make Lao Tzu unhappy?"

While his heart was on fire, Zhong Er, who was itching his teeth with hatred, immediately burst out laughing.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have heard it too, and immediately asked something.Ji Hongming glared at the gloating Zhong Yunqing as a warning, but Zhong Er was not afraid of him at all, instead bared his teeth provocatively.There was no other way, Ji Hongming could only answer a few words vaguely with his mobile phone.

Hearing the next voice on the other end of the phone, Ji Hongming's expression gradually became serious.

It seemed that there was something urgent to do, so he put the cord back and put the phone back in his pocket. He took out the pistol in front of Zhong Yunqing, checked the magazine, and pulled the safety catch.His flowing finger movements are like Zhong Er's when he plays an instrument, full of confusing rhythm and skill.

"Next time I'm free, I'll teach you how to shoot." While Zhong Er was staring at him, Ji Hongming stood up, as if he saw right through him.

Zhong Xiaoer, who was instantly fascinated by the cold black gun barrel touching his cheek, immediately woke up.He looked wary, thinking that the other party was about to say something, but Ji Hongming only raised his chin, and said with a smirk on his face: "Put the book here first, don't lose it to me."

Then, without waiting for Zhong Er's reaction, he pushed open the glass door and went out. The tall figure leaving the garden looked like a black beast carefully passing through the thorn bushes.

Because the door opened, the window screen was blown up by the wind, and there was a sweet smell of roses in the air instantly.

Take a deep breath and relax. At this time, only Zhong Yunqing is left in the room. Zhong Er is very satisfied with the place Ji Hongming chose.Nestled in the comfortable sofa and armchair, he stretched his waist first, and then opened his fingers to this old picture book of fairy tales in his arms. After reading two pages, Zhong Er threw it away impatiently. He moved to the side, and then turned his gaze to the white piano in the room.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Ji Hongming's action of playing with the gun just now really made Zhong Er's hands itch.Since he was poisoned and injured, he hadn't touched any musical instruments for several days. This time he didn't use corn and they laughed at him. Zhong Yunqing also knew that his ten fingers were about to rust.

Seeing that there was no one around, and the surrounding was quiet, Zhong Er sat down in front of the piano and opened the piano cover.

Although Western instruments are not Zhong Er's forte, he can still play them normally.His left hand couldn't move flexibly because of the knife wound and stitches, and his right hand was pressed on the keys, and the tinkling sound of the piano made him quickly forget his troubles.

These days, what exactly happened is still in the fog. Even if Zhong Yunqing didn't say anything, how could he really not care at all in his heart.

On this island, there is no TV signal, no phone calls, let alone the Internet, it seems to be isolated from the world.Even though Ji Hongming hasn't made it clear, judging from his undisguised attitude, he intends to put him under house arrest for the rest of his life.

Zhong Er frowned, sighed, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Then, by coincidence, the half-opened fairy tale picture book that was lying alone on the sofa was blown up by the wind, making a rattling sound.

Subconsciously turned his eyes to the book, thinking that this book should have a special meaning to Ji Hongming, Zhong Er turned around and picked it up, and brought it to the piano together, and it was such a coincidence that on the page blown away by the wind, the color illustration depicted It is an exaggerated and deformed stave melody.

Probably due to the nature of people who have been with music all the year round, Zhong Yunqing's fingers could not help pressing the piano keys according to the score above.

Then something unexpected happened——

The marble floor in front of the white piano rumbled, revealing a downward flight of steps for one person to enter.

=mouth=! ! !

Rubbing his eyes vigorously, he found that it was indeed not a hallucination, Zhong Xiaoer was so excited.

He hurried to close the door, drew the curtains, and walked quickly to the entrance exposed by the floor, looking down.At the entrance of the black hole, there is only a section of stone steps leading to an unknown place below, and the rest is nothing to be seen, which is a bit like the plot in a horror movie.

Gritting his teeth, Zhong Er decided to give it a try.He bowed his head, took a step, and walked down.

With the sound of his footsteps, the stone tiles on the floor closed tightly again.In the confined space that became invisible, within a few seconds, lights lit up one by one on the wall beside the steps, dispelling some of the eerie atmosphere.

Zhong Er's expression was cautious, but his footsteps were unusually firm and he kept walking down. Maybe because he was underground, the surrounding area was very shady and cool. Zhong Er even had goosebumps on his back, which was only wearing a shirt.After walking the whole section of steps, what appeared in front of him was another corridor leading to nowhere.

Except for his breathing, there was no sound around.There was no turning back, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue forward. Zhong Er walked into the passage, and the lights on the wall lit up one after another. After turning around and turning, he seemed to be gradually reaching the exit. Speed, when he got out of the passage, he realized that he was in a certain wide space, surrounded by wooden barrels one after another.

It's a wine cellar.

His heart was pounding, and he didn't know whether he felt more relieved or more disappointed at this moment.

Just at this moment, a cold and pale hand stretched out from the shadows, and touched Zhong Yunqing's shoulder from behind.