[Zhongyingmei] Candy for you, life to me

Another day at the library.

It's raining today.The pattering rain was dense and sticky. Francis Dollahide started the engine and watched the girl standing at the back door of the library.

Angie Lecter had a bitter face and couldn't help looking towards the sky.From time to time, she bent over and beat her calf, looking uneasy standing up.

Dora Hyde stepped on the accelerator, parked the car in front of her, and opened the window: "I'll take you back."

When she saw Dora Hyde's face clearly, An Qi's clear eyes lit up: "Ah, Mr. Red Dragon!"

Her address made Dora Hyde look away hastily.

"It's okay." An Qi said with a smile, "My boyfriend's driver will pick me up...to pick me up."

An Qi spoke halfway, her pale brows suddenly knit into a ball.Dora Hyde noticed that her left leg was shaking.

So he found An Qi's eyes again: "You don't like him, I'll send you back."

Away from a thick rain curtain, An Qi was startled for a moment, as if she wanted to ask Dora Hyde why she said that, but she held back in the end, her gray-blue eyes seemed to be blurred against the background of the rain. Contains dense water vapor.

She just smiled shyly and gratefully: "Okay then."

Dora Hyde didn't miss the pain and grief that was mixed with it.

This is a van.An Qi opened the door, but it was very clean for some years. She sat in the co-pilot, fastened her seat belt, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at the man beside her.

Francis Dollahide was tall, not much smaller than Rocky.But he is much stronger than Lord Cthulhu, with his sleeves rolled up, his muscular forearms are exposed|exposed, obviously he has received a certain intensity of exercise.He was handsome in fact, and his dour profile and the inconspicuous cleft of his upper lip couldn't hide it.

Angie told him her home address, and Dora Hyde nodded.

"Would you like to come over to my house?" she said. "I baked cookies with Hannibal last night, and you can stay until the rain subsides."

After she finished speaking, seeing that Dora Hyde didn't respond, An Qi nervously squeezed the satchel in her hand.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to, you can come again next time... Mr. Red Dragon."

The soft and obedient "Mr. Red Dragon" touched Francis Dollahide greatly.He turned his head, and under An Qi's shining eyes, he said like a ghost: "I, you can go in and have a seat."

The girl let out a cheer of surprise.

An Qi pushed open the door, threw away the satchel in her hand and went straight to the kitchen.

Angie walked quickly, and her left leg was a little limp, which was not the case when Dora Hyde saw Angie before.The blond hair scattered on the back swayed back and forth with her movements, and her bouncing figure was like a busy rabbit.

"It tastes best right out of the oven."

The golden rabbit jumped back again. She put a plate of beautiful biscuits in front of Dora Hyde, then sat across the sofa and looked at him earnestly: "Mr. Red Dragon, try it!"

Dora Hyde did not move.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

An Qi tugged at the corner of her skirt subconsciously.She was wearing white stockings, as if she had coated her slender legs with a layer of powdered sugar, just like the biscuits on the plate.

But her left leg was still trembling, even though it was hidden under the hem of the skirt, it was quite obvious.

"It doesn't matter!" She smiled immediately, "Except for the pain in rainy days, it will not affect my normal life. I am a dancer, by the way, do you have any research on ballet, Mr. Red Dragon?"

"No."

"You should see it, I think you'll like it."

He responded vaguely, and then the atmosphere became quiet.Angie looked at Dora Hyde curiously, and he found that her eyes were not as annoying as others.Dora Hyde thought for a moment, and gradually realized what the problem was—all the while, she had been looking him in the eye.

It was as if the scars that remained after surgery never existed at all.

"Try the dessert." She pushed the biscuit in front of Dora Hyde, "Hannibal doesn't like me cooking, except for making desserts, but the taste is very good."

"Hannibal," repeated Dollahide.

"Ah, it's my adoptive father."

"Every time," he said the syllable "time" carefully, slower than usual, "he went to the library to pick you up."

A look of happiness appeared on An Qi's face: "Yes, every time. It's just that today he has something important to do, and the FBI asked him to do a criminal profile."

Dora Hyde moved her body: "Criminal profile?"

An Qi: "Mr. Honglong must have heard about the recent Tooth Fairy case, right?"

However, what An Qi responded to was a long and strange silence.

Francis Dollahide, who was sitting across from Angie, was motionless, his thin but extremely strong body stood still behind Angie's words as if frozen.His eyes flickered for a moment, and finally met An Qi's gray eyes, and she blinked in confusion: "...Mr. Red Dragon?"

Dora Hyde stood up.

"Are you going?"

He took a step forward, followed closely by An Qi.She hastily took an umbrella out of a cabinet in the hallway, and limped to catch up to Dolla Hyde: "Wait, sir, you take an umbrella—"

Dora Hyde stopped suddenly, he turned around, and Angie, who had no time to brake, slammed into his arms.

Red Dragon is no better than Hannibal or Loki, he doesn't use perfume, Angie can smell the faint smell of sweat and the smell of washing powder left on the clothes.She staggered a few steps, and Dora Hyde had to reach out to support her, holding Angie's white forearm with her broad and strong fingers.His taste and his strength reveal a masculine, savage image, with a sense of aggression that is completely different from a dull image.

Angie who was caught by him shivered instinctively.

But after she regained her balance, the red dragon let her go.An Qi looked up: "I was scared to death, thank you, Mr. Red Dragon."

Dora Hyde didn't respond.

"You really don't like to talk," Angie said with a helpless smile, "but your voice is beautiful and your pronunciation is very clear. Look at me, can't a girl with a broken leg still be a dancer? Next Take an ibuprofen on a rainy day, and it won't have any effect at all. Hannibal told me that the grief of the past is the driving force for our transformation, and you can become better, Mr. Red Dragon..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and eventually faded away.Angie gazed into Dora Hyde's eyes.

"Can I...can I touch your eyes?" she said. "You have beautiful eyes."

Angie raised her hand tentatively, but Dora Hyde did not move.She became bolder, took a step forward, her cool fingertips crossed the man's chin, passed over his lower lip, ignored the scar on his upper lip, and then—

Those sky-blue eyes finally avoided Angie's gaze, and just when her fingers were about to touch the corners of Dollahide's eyes, he turned around again and opened the door.

With a "bang", the door opened and closed again, and the cold wind blowing in took advantage of the opportunity to rush towards the face but disappeared immediately.The majestic wooden door blocked the distance between her and the rain, and the red dragon still didn't take the umbrella. His back was under the rain curtain and he paused, but he didn't look back. He walked straight with his long legs and disappeared from An Qi's sight.

An Qi flipped her wrist and brought the palm in mid-air to her face.She gently parted her lips, licked the fingertips that touched the red dragon's skin, and then couldn't stop laughing.

Anyone who knew her well would have thought that the smile was not much different from when she tasted a delicious fresh candy.

She went back to the living room with a limp, humming an out-of-key tune, and put away the untouched dessert.Not long after she finished tidying up, Hannibal came back.

Even though Angie cleaned it up, Hannibal still noticed something unusual when he entered the door. He gently sniffed the air in the living room: "Is anyone here, Angie?"

"Hannibal!"

Angie happily ran out of the kitchen, Hannibal put down the car keys, and embraced her with open arms.

"It was raining today, and a kind-hearted man I often met in the library sent me back, so I asked him to come in and sit down."

Hannibal gave Angie a hug, and then let her go: "The kindness of others should be thanked accordingly, and you are right."

"It's so late today, is there something wrong with the Tooth Fairy's case?"

"No, it's the manager of your dance troupe who has something to discuss with me."

Dance troupe manager?

Angie tilted her head in a daze. How can her dance company manager find Hannibal?

"He said that he received an invitation from abroad temporarily today," Hannibal said, "A theater in Latvinia hopes to invite your dance troupe to perform for a week."

Latvinia.

Two days ago, "Thomas" just left the United States in a private jet, and he wanted to know who wrote it.

The evil god never plays cards according to common sense, just like the unexpected kiss in front of everyone; he is also a person who will not give up until he achieves his goal, An Qi rejected his invitation, even if it costs money, she has to be invited past.

But the red dragon just took the bait, and the fingertips that touched his skin a few minutes ago were still slightly hot, and the man's temperature still remained in the senses, so An Qi couldn't leave at this time.

So she just took Hannibal's arm: "If I go, will you accompany me?"

Hannibal: "You know the Tooth Fairy is still at large."

"Then I won't go," she said, "no one can invite me, I will stay at home with Hannibal."

"Angie."

Hannibal held her by the shoulders, his voice low and admonishing.

"I agreed to Latvinia's invitation on your behalf."

The author has something to say: Thanks to EASTA, the No. [-] Ye Gucheng fan girl in the whole network for mine, I love you all, huh~

Suddenly found that in Angie's list, the role of Red Dragon can only be regarded as a simple and cute warm-up (Smoke.