[Zhongyingmei] Candy for you, life to me

Angie is in love.

Everyone at the Warsaw State Opera was talking about it.

She never said anything, and when others asked about it, the beautiful singer just smiled shyly, hiding her delicate face in her gorgeous red hair, and said nothing.But anyone with a discerning eye can see it—the green eyes shining with starlight, the face with a sweet smile, and the eyes and expressions that are often empty when they are free. All the performances are placed on a young and beautiful girl. Body, if not love, what else could it be?

It's just that there are too many men who pursue her and admire her.The earl, the rich businessman, intellectuals and officials from all walks of life, all handsome and gentle, every day Miss Angie smiled at that man, almost became a topic of discussion in the opera house.No one knows who put her pure and flawless heart.

James Moriarty got up and prepared to leave the Opera House amidst such discussions.

The professor from England stepped out of his box after the opera.He is now Mr. Godfrey Norton, a lawyer transferred from London to Warsaw, a frequent guest of the National Opera House, and had the honor to visit Angie's green room, but he is not very prominent among her many suitors.

The professor stayed outside the box for a while, chatting with acquaintances who happened to meet in the theater.Many people are curious about the well-dressed "Mr. Lawyer", especially he is also a man who makes Angel favor him.

There was even a bold lady who directly asked if it was him who had obtained the angel's heart, but the professor just laughed and didn't answer.

Moriarty didn't go behind the scenes until the guests were almost gone.

He went down the stairs and turned to the sparsely populated part of the theater. On the way passing the lounge, Professor Moriarty successfully caught Angie's figure.

But she is not alone.

James Moriarty stopped, standing above the set, looking down over the edge of the second-floor railing.

The long shadow of the set covered the lights, and also enveloped the two people in the corner. If you didn't observe carefully, you wouldn't even notice that there were people there.

Angie, and a man.

The man was tall and straight, and was dressed luxuriously. He turned his back to the professor's eyes, so he couldn't see his face clearly.But just the smart attire and neat hair confirm that he is a young man.Powerful limbs and a broad back create a strong and handsome image.

He was very close to An Qi, and the slender and petite girl looked even weaker and weaker in front of the man.She was wearing a gardenia-colored dress, and her waistline was unbearable, and then the man's hand was placed on her waist, and his wide palm almost covered most of her back.

This made An Qi finally raise her head, her fair little face was flushed red, and just about to speak, those green eyes unexpectedly found the man standing on the set.

Moriarty frowned.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he knew who it was.

The future hereditary king of Bohemia, a promising young prince, welcomes Angie from the land of nightmares and introduces her to her benefactor in Warsaw.

An Qi didn't seem to expect to be bumped into by Moriarty. The words she wanted to blurt out were stuck in the middle abruptly, which caught the attention of the prince. He paused, as if anticipating someone .

But the professor still has no intention of leaving.

She was caught, but Angie was the unlucky one.

A bit of complaining panic flashed in her clear eyes, but the young girl reacted quickly, and just before the prince turned his head, she stretched out her hands.

The shy An Qi, the pure An Qi, tremblingly plucked up her courage, embraced her handsome and noble lover, and threw herself into his arms.She whispered something to him that the professor couldn't hear.But he could see the prince of the Kingdom of Bohemia, stiffened by her words, and hugged An Qi fiercely as if he had unearthed the most precious treasure in the world.

An Qi clung to his shoulders, her almond-like eyes blinked, and her gaze never left Moriarty's figure from the beginning to the end.

She also smiled, and a sly color appeared on her gentle and innocent face.Where the prince couldn't see, put two fingers together, pressed on the full and clear lips, and blew a fiery kiss to James Moriarty.

Professor James Moriarty then withdrew his gaze coldly, turned his head, and walked away from the two lingering young people with silent steps.

Before tonight's performance started, An Qi told him that she had arranged everything and was waiting for the prince of Bohemia to come to her door.

A country can be subverted.

Moriarty firmly believes that even if Angie does nothing, knows nothing, and has nothing, the man hiding behind the shadow of Europe can still use her just enough to succeed.

But that was Moriarty's own business, why did she help him to this point?Is it simply to defend the turf of the fabled ghosts of Paris?

of course not.

Angie has a strong purpose.

She was deliberately arousing his curiosity, the professor knew it very well.A young girl likes to challenge men stronger than her, and she is happy to dance on the tightrope knowing that it is dangerous.

But I have to admit... This trick is simple and effective.

He stopped again and stopped in front of Angie's lounge.Professor Moriarty turned the doorknob, and she unlocked it.

There is a lot of Angel's smell in the clean room - a faint sweet smell, like caramel mixed with powdered sugar, and smells carefully, it has a girlish body fragrance, similar to the smell of food and the sweetness of human beings entangled together , is truly unforgettable.

Angie, who revealed her plan, approached Moriarty with such an aura.Shy and docile, with an unignorable look of anticipation in her glistening green eyes.After finishing all the words clearly, he still showed a look of reluctance, as if he wanted to get closer, as if he wanted to stay with him for a while longer.

——Everyone said that she was pure and flawless, that she had the voice of nature and was an angel sent by God.

The sound of nature, maybe there is.But immaculate?

Moriarty suddenly laughed.

He stood in the living room and looked around.A dressing table with all kinds of objects scattered on it, a performance costume that was just changed on the sofa, and even underwear.The professor stretched out his hand and picked up the suspenders that the girl had thrown on the seat.

The white suspenders slipped between the man's bony fingers, and his strict ocher coat and the woman's underwear formed an extremely strong contrast.Obviously, it should be a very sweet | gorgeous picture, but Professor Moriarty's cold expression and alienated eyes cleared away all ambiguity.

A pure and flawless angel would not put her underwear in such a conspicuous position.

Especially knowing that he will come.

A flattering smile, a pious demeanor, as well as vague touch and approach—even the most unkind man should be dazzled by An Qi's bright eyes.

Yes.Moriarty was indeed curious about Angie's motives.Curiosity is in human nature, and not even he can resist it.Of course, the professor is also very clear that curiosity is also the beginning of danger.

He put the girl's suspenders back to their original position, opened her dress, and took out a key from the bottom of the sofa.

She is seducing | seducing him.

And James Moriarty found that such a blatant, almost provocative temptation, under the premise that her motives were unknown, was actually quite interesting.

It is too easy for him to subvert a country.

Well, it's not a bad thing to add a little fun to the process of deliberation.

Moriarty put away the keys, and then he left Angie's lounge before walking towards the exit of the theater without haste.There were not many spectators staying here, and he was almost the only one left when he walked to the lobby on the first floor.

The professor's steps paused, and he turned his head as if he had noticed something.

An Qi was standing where he had just stopped when he discovered the two of them.

The young girl was smiling, and after walking out of the shadows, her gorgeous red hair was bright and enthusiastic under the light, and the blush and ambiguity left after the intimacy remained in her graceful face.When the four eyes met, An Qi turned her head sideways, then took out something from her bosom and threw it out.

A piece of white floated down from mid-air without lightness or weight.The professor took a few steps forward and caught it easily.

It's a white veil.

Moriarty took a closer look and immediately understood what she meant.

This is the handkerchief that Jean-Baptiste Grenouille died the night he wiped the blood that spattered Angie's cheek.At that time, Moriarty didn't care about its whereabouts, and she didn't expect that she put the veil away and washed it clean.

The professor brought the handkerchief to his face and sniffed it gently.

The sweetness under the soap powder was the same as before, as if she was right in front of his eyes, as if she was nestled in the broad chest of the Prince of Bohemia, carefully tugging on Moriarty's skirt, struggling to stand on tiptoe, Send the full and clear lips to his ears——

He raised his head and met An Qi's clear eyes.

An Qi opened her mouth soundlessly, as if she had returned to the days when she refused to speak, and conveyed a short message with her lips.

[Always watching other people's performance——]

The smell of candies and women slowly filled his nostrils and infiltrated into his lungs.

[—Have you ever thought about getting involved yourself, professor? ]