[Zhongyingmei] Candy for you, life to me

a.

Angie watched the bus drive away, and walked along the road towards Lecter's house.The station is at the back of Hannibal's mansion, adjacent to the consultation room, which is the direction for patients to visit and leave.In the past, she would go around in circles and go home from the main entrance, but today...

She stopped and saw two patients, a man and a woman, passing by, and An Qi happened to know both of them.

The woman, Margot Vijay, Mason Vijay's sister and Hannibal's patient, stopped the man who wanted to leave.They talked briefly, and then she walked into the mansion with graceful steps, and the man who walked out of Lecter's mansion raised his head.

Will Graham, former FBI legend and Hannibal's friend, is also the "murderer" who was acquitted due to insufficient evidence in recent days.

Angie whispered, "Good day, Will."

The news said that he could not distinguish the boundary between reality and thinking due to encephalitis, and in a state of unconsciousness, his hands were stained with the blood of several innocent people.

"Good day, Angie."

Will nodded.

"I heard that you are receiving Hannibal's psychological treatment recently." She skipped the topic of murder and imprisonment, and said lightly, "How is the progress?"

Will cracked a smile.

"I heard you broke up with the future president."

Fortunately, Angie still found the greetings and care that once belonged to Will Graham in this smile.

"Oh, friendship begins, friendship ends."

"Jack has been planning to bring you a sympathy card or something, but I don't think it's necessary."

She tilted her head playfully, and said with a smile, "Of course not! Luo...Thomas respects my choice, and I made up my mind after careful consideration. Thank you for not sympathizing with me."

"And thank you for not sympathizing with me."

Angie couldn't help but laugh.

She quietly looked at the young man in front of her.He stared at her, which the old Will didn't like to do.There is a strange indifference in that piece of blue, but it is more clear and firm.

It was another round of spring, and Will was still wearing a wool coat, which was a Christmas gift given to him by Angie two years ago, and it had faded after washing.

"You should change your coat, Will," Angie said, taking another step forward.

As the distance drew closer, Angie smelled the familiar scent of aftershave—she had also chosen it for him. Hannibal once said that Will's aftershave was inappropriate, and Angie gave it to him for Christmas last year. new brand.

She adjusted his neckline a little for him.The edge of the collar near the artery was scratched, and Angie pressed it down.

Will didn't move the whole time.

An Qi looked up, her gray eyes met her blue eyes.

"I trust you," she whispered.

Will closed his eyes.

Then Angie withdrew her hands, stepped back half a step, and said with a smile: "What are your plans for tonight, Will? Hannibal is going to take me to the mall to buy some new clothes tonight, although I still really want to invite you in." , have dinner together... But now, you probably won't accept my invitation. "

If Will didn't kill it, then who did it?The answer is obvious, isn't it.

He didn't speak, and An Qi didn't wait, just sighed, and then started walking again.

She brushes past him, and Will suddenly turns around: "Angie."

"Ok?"

Today Angie Lecter is wearing a black coat and a bright red dress. In Will Graham's memory, she seldom chooses such a heavy and harsh combination.The angelic girl even dresses in a light style, with a girlish romance and purity.

The red and black set off her white skin, and her gray-blue eyes were clear and cold.Will smelled something unusual in it.

"Do you……"

He took a breath, and struggled to utter the question that hit his mind.

"An Qi, do you know the real face of that person?"

She froze for a moment, then laughed.

"That person." She bit the word "person" very hard, and Angie shook her head, "I think it's more appropriate to call him a monster or a demon, dear Will."

——The true face of the devil.

"Oh, wait, Hannibal, wait!"

Angie grabbed Hannibal Lecter who was about to leave.The latter turned his head in surprise, and saw that An Qi stopped in front of a certain men's clothing brand area, pointed to the dark brown coat on the model and said softly to the waiter, "Can you get one for me?"

The style of the coat is casual, which is a popular style this year.After An Qi took the clothes handed over by the waiter, she looked at them for a long time and seemed to be hesitating.

"I want to buy Will a new coat."

She turned her head to explain, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"He's still wearing the one from two years ago." An Qi muttered softly, "The outdated style and color should buy new clothes after he gets out of prison."

Hannibal tilted his head: "You met him when you returned."

Angie: "Yes, he just left."

Speaking of which, Angie shook off her clothes and asked Hannibal for advice: "Do you think this color suits Will?"

He remembered Will's coat.Youth at the time were amazed that the socially awkward Will Graham had never received a Christmas present from a young girl, but a coat.In Hannibal's view, this seemed a little too intimate, but Angie's socializing was her business, and he didn't interfere too much.

"I don't think," said Hannibal, "that Will's preference for that coat was not because of the style or the colour."

An Qi tilted her head with a puzzled look on her face.

Hannibal had to continue to remind: "He needs to make up for his sense of security in other ways."

No wonder he always likes to bury himself in sweaters and thick coats.An Qi lowered her head thoughtfully, looking at the clothes in her hands that couldn't be called warm.

"I want to face you again."

She lowered her voice, it was the weekend, and the mall at night was noisy and lively, only Hannibal standing in front of Angie could hear her words.

"It is true that something should be done to increase the sense of security."

Hannibal didn't respond.

In an instant, the bright and spacious place and the customers who came and went seemed to be completely disconnected from them. An Qi raised her eyes as if nothing had happened, and met Hannibal's calm face.

Assuming he tried to hide his emotions, no one would be able to find any traces in Hannibal's skin.But An Qi never communicated with Hannibal through observation, so she just smiled slightly: "Today Will asked me if I know your true face."

"So how did you answer, Angie?"

"We both know each other well," she replied, "I don't think there is any need to hide it, Hannibal."

He lowered his head slightly.

His girl changed into black and red, her blond hair was coiled up high, her elegant cheekbones and the curvature of her neck were completely exposed|exposed.

In the past, Angie would not dress like this. Unless she was performing, she preferred to let her hair down, and her clothes were often in a harmonious light color when she opened the closet—soft colors and a hairstyle that covered her face would make her look more beautiful. Gentle and harmless.

It's not like now, no matter how delicate the face and clear eyes are, they can't hide the danger that Angie Lecter exudes.

Angels are no longer hidden.

"Tell me," Hannibal didn't make any gestures to highlight his relationship in public, he just held Angie's shoulder lightly, "When you achieve your goal, will you feel a sense of accomplishment, Angie? ?”

"I do not know."

She answered truthfully.

"I didn't witness the end scene."

"No, or are you deliberately avoiding it?"

Hannibal took Angie's slender palm.

Early spring is still a bit cold, even if she is indoors, An Qi's hands are still cold.The warm palm wrapped around her fingertips, causing An Qi to instinctively breathe a sigh of relief.

But she didn't ignore the meaning of Hannibal's action.

He was very gentle, but he didn't give An Qi room to break free.The faint threat did not make Angie flinch, she asked instead: "So what about you, Hannibal?"

The clear pupils were full of curiosity, and An Qi blinked: "Deliberately guide Will to get in touch with the members of Vijay's family. When you achieve your goal, will you feel a sense of accomplishment?"

"Mason Vijay contacted you."

"Yes, as early as half a year ago, after he felt you were a threat."

Hannibal curled his lips slightly, barely noticeable.He let go of the hand holding her shoulder, and when he withdrew his broad palm, he brushed against An Qi's chin intentionally or unintentionally, like flirting or caressing.

"Don't forget your promise to me, Angie," Hannibal said.

Of course she won't.

The promise to give her dear Hannibal a good response after pulling down the president from his horse - half a year is enough for Angie to think about everything.

So she just smiled brightly: "Of course."

This smile made the two of them merge with the noisy outside world again.Many passers-by could not help casting envious glances at the man and woman who stopped here, who looked like father and daughter but also lovers.Angie didn't care at all, she boldly held Hannibal's hand, snuggled up to his side coquettishly, turned and said to the busy waiter, "Can you help me get another one? Yes, It's the thickest one."

"I think the one next to it is better." Hannibal suggested at the right time, "After all, spring is coming soon."

"Hmm..." An Qi thought for a moment, "Alright then."

"You never bought me any clothes, Angie."

"Ah," Angie laughed out loud, "Your wardrobe is more refined than mine, so don't be jealous, Hannibal!"

After speaking, she stood on tiptoe and lightly kissed the man's face: "I never forget your promise."

Hannibal Lecter allowed Angie to make an intimate gesture. He looked at her face and said in a low voice: "Then I look forward to it."

The author has something to say: Thanks to Feibai., Scorpion:D for the mines and the soft nutrient solution, thank you thank you!

Let me briefly describe the plot for girls who don’t watch the show. This section comes from the second season of the drama version of "Hannibal". At the end of the first season, Hannibal framed Will as a murderer. Insufficient and released, he knew Hannibal was the murderer.So I will ask Angie if you know.

This is the original plot, and now colleagues are not allowed to mention the content of the original work, so there will be no more in the following.

When I revisited Uncle Dan’s 007 series yesterday afternoon, I wanted to complain. Why do you Uncle Mai always evolve in Hollywood? Obviously, you are always pushed by various girls (or boys) in literary films. The character set, can't figure it out.