Meteor Killer

There is such a building, and its name is Wangxing Building.

Wangxing Building is very beautiful. It is a small two-story bamboo building with carved railings and emerald tables and chairs.A fringed brocade curtain is tied on the railing, and fragrant flowers and fresh fruits are placed on the table.

Entering the building, one feels elegant, chic, cool and comfortable.Looking from a distance by leaning on the railing, you can see mountains in the distance, rolling up and down; nearby, bamboo shadows are dancing, water waves are rippling, flowers are embracing, and birds are chirping.

Meng Xinghun lives in this isolated Wangxing Tower.

A person.

It can be said that most of the time, he is alone.

Since childhood, he has long been used to loneliness.

Every night, he would lie on a bamboo chair, drink a pot of sake, and count the stars in the sky.

He has no friends, he only has wine, stars, and this empty building.

Some people may be surprised that for a boy in his twenties, this small building is a little too powdery. It is a bit like a daughter's boudoir, but there is no rouge and powder in the room. .

The small building was built by my sister, but my sister doesn't come here often.

Meng Xinghun could only find the smell of her sister from these exquisite decorations exuding a strong daughter's atmosphere.

Even if he has nothing, he at least has a sister.

He can want nothing, but he can't lose his sister.

This elder sister is Gao Yuhan.

When Gao Yuhan came, Meng Xinghun was sitting on a stone chair, staring at a pool of green water in a daze.

"Star Soul," she called softly.

Meng Xinghun jumped up. He had been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally he heard this voice.

Looking back, he was stunned.

The person who came was not only my sister.

There was another girl, following behind her sister, she smiled sweetly at him, and shouted first, "Meteor."

Meng Xinghun smiled.

It's her, Ming Yuexin.

Why is she here.

Meng Xinghun's heart was pounding like a deer, but he pretended to be calm on his face.

"Sister, what's going on?"

Gao Yuhan smiled softly, and she said lightly, "Xinghun, Miss Ming was invited by me to treat your illness."

Meng Xinghun immediately understood that he had been rescued by Ming Yuexin, his sister knew about it, and there was no secret between him and her sister.

But this time, my sister invited Ming Yuexin over without asking his opinion, and Meng Xinghun was a little unhappy.

Gao Yuhan seemed to see what was on his mind, she smiled sweetly, and said slowly: "Xinghun, Miss Ming has excellent medical skills, I am relieved to have her take care of you."

Meng Xinghun felt a strange feeling in his heart, why didn't he want to see this girl again, after that day, there was always some concern in his heart.However, he felt that he should not see her.

Seeing that Meng Xinghun's face was uncertain, Mingyuexin flattened her mouth and scolded softly, "Why, don't you welcome me?"

Meng Xinghun could only grin and keep laughing.

This girl is innocent and cute, and he has no reason not to like her.

"Xinghun, I'm leaving first, you two can talk slowly." After Gao Yuhan finished speaking, he turned and left.

She walked so fast that she didn't even look back at them.

Meng Xinghun opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

There is no way to change what my sister decides.

From childhood to adulthood, he only listened to his sister.

From childhood to adulthood, he has never violated his sister's will once.

He loves his sister even more than himself.

Ming Yuexin didn't know about this.

She broke in just like that, with a naive and innocent girlish heart.

A little abrupt, but not exaggerated.

She was full of curiosity about this pale boy with crooked eyes and sweet smile.

She finds him mysterious.

Mingyue Xin walked around the Wangxing Building for ten full laps before she sat down in front of Meng Xinghun.

Her eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, blinking and blinking.

"Meteor, this place is not bad."

Meng Xinghun didn't speak.

"Meteor, do you live alone?"

Meng Xinghun nodded.

"You have lived here for several years."

Meng Xinghun shook his head.

"Can not remember."

Ming Yuexin was still in high spirits. While looking at Wangxing Tower, she said, "Although this place is beautiful, it's a bit deserted. Aren't you bored living here?"

Meng Xinghun said lightly, "I'm used to it."

Mingyue's eyes fluttered, and she said with a smile: "From now on, you won't feel bored anymore."

Meng Xinghun raised his head in confusion.

"Because," Mingyue Xin smiled sweetly again, "I will come to see you often in the future and talk to you, what do you think?"

Meng Xinghun didn't know what to say.

He found that he had no way to refuse the girl, so he could only mutter softly: "Then please come during the day, and I will go to bed early at night..."

Before he could finish speaking, the girl called out, "No problem."

Meng Xinghun let out a soft breath.

The evening time belongs to him and his sister.

Because the older sister usually only appears at night.

Meng Xinghun felt that only at night could his sister truly belong to him.

Therefore, he does not allow anyone to destroy it.

Songjiazhuang.

That year, Song Lin was 13 years old.

He is the only son of Song Weiming, the owner of the Song Family Manor.The Song family is quite powerful in the Jianghu, and it can be regarded as a famous family.

Song Lin has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his foundation is not bad.At such a young age, he has learned [-]% to [-]% of the Song family's sword skills.

Speaking of the Song family's house, it is indeed large in scale, with Zhulanyu and pavilions.In the garden, the clear water flows, the curved bridges are connected, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.For Song Lin, he was very familiar with every place here since he was a child.He thought that there was no place in this huge manor that he hadn't been to.

However, in that year, he discovered a secret.

In a remote corner of Songjiazhuang West Garden, he discovered her existence.

It was a girl a few years younger than him.Alone, living there alone.

She has black hair that falls to her waist long.The skin is fair, the eyes are crystal clear, and the face is extremely beautiful.

She doesn't go out of her room very much, as if afraid of light, and always hides in the hut at the end of the manor.

Later, he learned from his mother that she was the daughter of an old friend of his father, but the old man and his wife died young, so the daughter was entrusted here.

He didn't know when she came here, and he didn't know why she wanted to live alone in the corner of the courtyard.

Many times, he likes to stand outside the window and watch her secretly through the narrow gap of the window.But she didn't notice it at all.

She spends most of her time combing her hair slowly and carefully in front of a rhombus mirror on the dressing cabinet.

Her hair is black and long.

A nine-year-old girl already loves beauty.

After combing, she would take out a shiny pearl flower gold hairpin from the drawer, and carefully insert it into the neatly combed hair.

That beaded golden hairpin exudes a coldness and vicissitudes that do not match her age.

Then, facing herself in the mirror, she smiled, very beautiful——

like a lonely flower.

At that moment, he only had one very real thought, and that was to insert the golden hairpin for her with his own hands.

Then watch her smile at him.

He only wants her to smile at him.

But when will he be able to realize his wish?

The night wind is chilling to the bone.

It is very cold at night in Wangxing Tower.

Meng Xinghun was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

He couldn't sleep before because his sister didn't come.Now that his sister is here, he still can't sleep.

He moved his arm, his elbow was numb from the pressure of her head.

Gao Yuhan was lying in Meng Xinghun's arms, her star eyes closed tightly, and a few pieces of black hair brushed her face, covering half of her cheeks.

Meng Xinghun used his other hand to gently stroke back a few strands of hair from her face.

Gao Yuhan's eyelids trembled slightly.She didn't open her eyes.

Meng Xinghun looked at her carefully.

She loosened the Liuyun bun on her head, her hair was slippery and wrapped around her waist.The semi-transparent black silk deep clothing, you can vaguely see the pink skin and jade skin, the neck and shoulders.

Gao Yuhan's beauty is shocking.

Meng Xinghun was sometimes puzzled, was the woman in his arms really his sister?

My sister is the altar master of the Red Dragon Altar.

The sister's power spreads all over the world, under one person, above ten thousand people.

The elder sister is noble, dignified, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Such a sister was lying in his arms.

He felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He remembered Ritsu Kagawa's words.

"You can like any woman, but you can't like her."

Everyone is afraid of my sister, and everyone is jealous of my sister.

But he was so close to her.

He has no reason to be afraid of his sister.

Because my sister is very gentle in front of him.

My sister gave him everything, so what is there for him to be dissatisfied with?

Meng Xinghun felt that he was very happy because he had a sister.

What else could be on his mind like this?

Nothing on his mind, but he still couldn't sleep.

When people can't sleep, they tend to think wildly.

Meng Xinghun thought of that night again.

He thought of that night countless times.

That night was starless and moonless, and the wind was very strong. There was nothing special about it, just like tonight.

That night, he drank a lot because he couldn't sleep.

There are many days when he can't sleep, but he felt that he was very strange that night.

His heart was troubled and empty, as if something was missing.

He leaned on the table, propped his head on his hands, and sat outward.He likes this seat because it allows him to be aware of his sister's arrival in the first place.

It's also good to see my sister for a while.

He thought his sister would not come that night.But he was wrong.

My sister came anyway, but she came very late.

Ever since he became sensible, my sister has never spent the night in Wangxing Tower.

So she always comes early and leaves early.

And today.

Today is very special.

He noticed the way his sister walked.My sister's feet seemed to be stepping on clouds, fluttering and shaking constantly.

My sister's face was as red as the setting sun.

My sister's eyes were blurred as if covered with a layer of moisture.

My sister also drank.

Gao Yuhan drinks, unlike Meng Xinghun, she usually drinks because she is happy.

She did have something to be happy about, because Shangguan Longtou announced publicly that day that her long-cherished wish had been fulfilled and she became the altar master of the Red Dragon Altar.

There are four branch altars under the leader of Shangguan in Qinglonghui, Shenlong Altar, Red Dragon Altar, Crouching Dragon Altar and Flying Dragon Altar. Becoming the head of the Red Dragon Altar means that one person is under one person, and the power over ten thousand people is high. .

She was very excited, and she wanted to tell Xinghun the good news.

Whenever she is happy, she always runs to Wangxing Tower, because she wants Xinghun to be happy with her.

She didn't notice his unhappiness.

He remembered very clearly that the first words his sister said when she saw him were: "Xinghun, I finally saw you."

His heart skipped a beat.

On such a lonely night, such a lonely person suddenly heard such a sentence, and he felt his heart suddenly swell.

There is a very strange feeling.

My sister was unsteady on her feet and stumbled in.He stood up, trying to support his sister, but she fell into his arms all of a sudden.

My sister is really a little drunk, but he is not drunk at all.

He smelled a very strong fragrance, and he couldn't tell whether it was the smell of wine or the smell of his sister's body.

Because his mind went blank.

He never hugged his sister.

When he was young, his sister always hugged him. After he grew up, his sister gradually stopped "hugging" him.

He used to miss his sister's embrace, the warm and comfortable feeling.

But as he grew older, he found that what he really wanted was not his sister's embrace.

In his heart, a strange desire quietly grew.

He didn't want to be hugged by his sister, on the contrary, he wanted to hold his sister in his arms.

He hugged his sister like this, her body was warm and soft, but his body was stiff like a piece of wood.

He felt his heart beating fast.

His face was burning hot.

Gao Yuhan's face was also red.Rich red, intoxicating red.

This red has become an irresistible temptation.

He was encouraged by this red color, and he became more courageous.

He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling.

He finally carried his sister to the bed.

Gao Yuhan's starry eyes were half-opened, but his hands were still tightly clutching his sleeves.

He felt that his sister seemed to be waiting for something, and he untied the belt around her waist tremblingly.

He was a little flustered, he didn't even remember what color clothes his sister was wearing at that time.

Gao Yuhan did not resist.

He didn't even dare to think about what would have happened if his sister had rejected him at that time.

He thought it was terrible, so he never thought about it.

That night, he couldn't sleep at all.

He looked at his sister beside him. There were thin beads of sweat on her forehead, and the redness on her face had faded.

She slept peacefully.

She lay with her back facing him, a brocade quilt covered her body, only her fragrant shoulders were exposed.

My sister is thinner than he imagined.

The slender waist is full of grip, weak and boneless.

He looked at his sister for a long time, and he suddenly felt that her sister was lonely just like him.

At night when he couldn't sleep, could my sister also be unable to sleep?

Just as Meng Xinghun thought, Gao Yuhan also had many days of insomnia.

She didn't fall asleep that night.

She closed her eyes and shrank under the quilt, pretending to be peaceful and calm.

In fact, she couldn't sleep at all.

Her mind was in chaos, she was a little regretful and a little scared.

She didn't know how she should face Xinghun from now on.

She was not sure whether the two of them could still get along as they did before.

She found that she couldn't refuse Xinghun.

From a long time ago, she had noticed the look in his eyes.

When he looked at her, there was always an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

When he looked at her, there was always a strange look in his eyes.

She knew his feelings for her, and she also knew the longing in his heart.

She noticed that he had grown up.

How could Gao Yuhan not understand, but she was his elder, his elder sister after all.

So she can only choose to escape.

It wasn't until tonight that she realized that she had nowhere to go.

What should be faced, always have to be faced.

She taught him a lot, but she did not teach the way of men and women.

Just because she also has scruples in her heart.

She was afraid that he would fall in love with her, and at the same time she was afraid that she would fall in love with him.

The more afraid you are, the more difficult it is to control.

Seduction begins with palpitations.

Until tonight, she finally made up her mind and went all out.

When Xinghun hugged her, she suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion.

The breath of Star Soul seemed to light up a lamp in her heart.

Feelings that have been suppressed for a long time are on the verge of breaking out.

The time alone is too long, and she also longs for someone to comfort her.

Moreover, the only one who can comfort her is Xinghun.

She conceded.

but--

When Xinghun's fingers touched the belt around her waist, she still couldn't help trembling.

In this instant, she regained her sanity.

She realized the seriousness of the matter.

She wanted to push Xinghun away, at least it was too late.

However, her hands were limp and she couldn't lift them up.

She threw in the towel.

Not losing to Star Soul, but losing to herself.

She finally planned to give herself to Xinghun.

Because in the arms of Xinghun, she felt that she was not Gao Yuhan, the altar master of Chilong altar, or the older sister of that delicate young boy.

She is just a woman.

A very ordinary woman.