deformed bone

The Royal Blue Diamond is the kind of hotel no old money East Coast vacationer would choose for a vacation - it's too new and flashy.It is always full of nouveau riche, foreign tourists who spend money like water, and Internet celebrity bloggers without any background.

But it is still so resplendent, luxurious and expensive. The cafeteria offers gold-leafed chocolate, gold-leaf sushi and ice cream; the sky pool on the roof is also quite famous, and since a year ago After the popular fried chicken rapper shot his most famous MV in the presidential suite on the roof, it was difficult to book a room even in the off-season.

Calvin didn’t realize that Reed’s “find a place to settle down” meant booking a luxury suite at the Blue Diamond Royal Hotel—each room occupies two floors, with a large room below it for a reception. The meeting room, the second floor is the living room, with two bedrooms and an outdoor jacuzzi. The two floors are connected by an indoor elevator.

And if he wants, he can open the entire glass curtain wall, and then enjoy the unobstructed sea view leisurely.The designer cleverly chose the location, so that the room he was in perfectly shielded the noisy crowds on the beach.

Basically, every corner of this suite is marked by the sense of superiority and privilege that money piles up.

"The scenery here is beautiful, isn't it?"

Vivienne said to the two men in the room with a well-designed smile.

She has beautiful blond hair and a good face, and she has a hot body tightly wrapped under a black uniform.

But as one of the top hotel housekeepers of the Blue Diamond Royal Hotel, she knew the moment she saw those two people that she didn't need to show any extra femininity this time, she just needed to carry out the most basic work with a working smile. service is sufficient.

Vivienne didn't know the real names of these two people - when you work in such a high-end hotel, you will inevitably encounter such guests who only use fake names.

She only knows that the person she needs to serve is named "Mr. R" and his partner is named "Mr. A".

"Mr. R" has a pair of quite charming green eyes. In the hotel's internal system, there are amazing five stars behind his name, which shows that he is either rich or noble.However, despite her psychological preparation, Vivienne still felt that the person she actually saw was surprisingly young.

And his partner, that "Mr. A" is even more beautiful - there are many star singers staying in the hotel, but Vivienne swears that "Mr. A" is the most beautiful she has ever seen Humanity.

Yes, beautiful human being - that's the only phrase you can use to describe him, not "beautiful woman" or "handsome man", just because he exudes a kind of charm that transcends gender.

When Vivian saw him, she even felt that the world had become blank. She was in a trance for a moment before she came back to her senses. This was the first time in her career.

However, what is heartbreaking is that "Mr. A" appeared quite weak when he entered the hotel, and Vivienne suspected that he was suffering from illness.

This is probably why "Mr. R" is so careful about it?

According to the level of "Mr. R", he only needs to drive the car into the underground garage, and then he can go directly to the reserved suite from the dedicated elevator.After getting out of the car, he refused everyone's help, and hugged "Mr. A" from the passenger seat alone. He kept hugging him until he entered the room.He covered the face of "Mr. A" with a coat, and Vivian guessed that it was because he didn't want outsiders to see the appearance of "Mr. A".

There was a very special and close bond between these two men, morbid, dangerous, but inseparable.In fact, Vivian is probably the only hotel staff who has seen the face of "Mr. A".But she could feel that even so, "Mr. R" was still dissatisfied.

What a terrible possessive desire.

Vivian secretly complained, in order to divert attention, she began to introduce the special facilities in the suite carefully.

The glass curtain wall is one of them, and the rotating massage water bed on the second floor is another.

"No more introductions."

"Mr. R" interrupted Vivian's introduction very softly.

"My partner and I will be taking some time off and I will let you know if services are required."

"Mr. R" said to Vivienne with the polite and indifferent attitude typical of members of the upper class.

While speaking, he seemed to glance at Vivienne inadvertently, and for some reason, she shivered.

Vivienne quickly left the luxurious suite. Although she still had a little curiosity about that "Mr. A" in her heart, her years of experience in providing personal services to senior guests and a hint of feminine instinct made her He knew that he should stay as far away from these two people as possible.

Watching the unusually obtrusive blonde woman disappear behind the door, Reed relaxed as if relieved.

He turned to Calvin.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Reed asked with concern.

Calvin sat on the sofa that seemed to be able to sink his whole body, with some surprise remaining on his face.

After hearing Reed's question, he raised his eyebrows.

"Um... 'Mr. R'?"

His eyes wandered across the empty hall.The slender crystal chandelier hangs from the second floor to the first floor like a waterfall, and the bright light by the sea is reflected by the crystal facets with colorful and bright lights.

Then he slowly returned his gaze to Reed's face.

"I heard that the suites in this hotel are basically not open for reservations."

"For some people, they can come and live whenever they want to—" Reed said, picking a bottle of whiskey from the freezer next to the bar, "and my friend happened to be one of them. "

"I thought you'd pick a more... secluded place."

Calvin said in a low voice.

Reed smiled slightly: "A place that is too hidden is not suitable for the two of us. People in that kind of place usually pay more attention to newcomers. I don't want to encounter that kind of state where the police come to our door and investigate our affairs clearly. .”

He was talking about the police officer named Joyce and his partner coming to the door.

"... Sapphire attaches great importance to the privacy of guests. With my friends, that kind of thing will never happen again." Reid continued, "What's more, the wine here is very good. Except for the ice cubes."

While speaking, Reed raised the wine bottle and shook it at Calvin.

Calvin's eyelids twitched when he saw the label on the bottle. Well, as a former third-rate bartender who has lost his job, he can still recognize the bottle in Reed's hand. Beard's Bar, including the car park in front of the bar.

At this very moment, Calvin suddenly felt that the man in front of him was a little... strange.

When alone with Calvin, say the bar full of drunks, the run-down apartment... and Virgili's luxurious but dusty house, the one that wasn't A seaside villa with no permanent owner...

There was nothing too dazzling about the green-eyed man standing in front of Calvin.

In short, Calvin didn't find anything too out of place when he was busy in Calvin's kitchen wearing a ridiculous apron.However, when he is like this now, calmly pouring himself a glass of expensive whiskey in a luxury suite that can cost many people's annual salary in a day... a certain quality in him is revealed.

Calvin didn't know how to describe that feeling in his poor words (perhaps he should have been more serious in his grammar class), but he could sense the change.For example, the body that housed Virgil, Fogg, Histu, and Mercer is now like a diamond taken out of an old toy's marble box and wiped clean. , bright fire, and then put on the queen's crown.

Reed has grown even more handsome.

Even though he was more arrogant and ruthless than Calvin knew, his charm was deepening.

Calvin suddenly realized—maybe this is the real Reed.

This man was born for such an occasion, he was born of money and power.

"who are you?"

Calvin suddenly spoke.

Reed's movements froze quickly, and he turned around holding the wine glass, looking at Calvin with some surprise.

"What's the matter? Why do you ask that suddenly?"

Calvin stared blankly at Reed, and after a few seconds, he relaxed his body, letting the sofa under him slowly wrap him up.

"I hate to admit it, but this suite is really nice," Calvin wondered if he looked like the kind of yokel now, "what the hell did you do to book a place like this."

He didn't realize that his companion's muscles were trembling slightly under the cloth.

"I should thank my nasty old man, who forced me to go to that damned and disgusting private school in England. At that time, he claimed that only in that kind of place could I find a suitable playmate..." Reed's face There was a hint of sarcasm on his face, "Then he was right. The son of the largest shareholder of this hotel is my friend. If you want, you can stay here until you don't want to."

"Oh please, don't. This kind of place will keep me from shitting."

Calvin delivered a bitter sarcasm with mocked ease.

He knows very well that the so-called "live until you don't want to live" is just a word of relief.No matter how luxurious the suite is, he can't escape the reality he is facing: he, Calvin, a man who caused a tragedy in Angel Town, a fugitive, and of course, there may be an additional identity, a mentally ill patient.

"I mean it, if you want, you can have as much fun as you want until you get to heaven, and I'll do it for you."

Calvin heard Reed whisper.

His tone was too serious, which only deepened the ridiculousness.

"Oh, come on, you know that thing last night almost dragged me to hell—"

And after this sentence, he and Reed fell silent at the same time.

That short period of silence abruptly stayed between the two of them, like the tip of a freshly sharpened chef's knife, piercing the relaxed atmosphere that Calvin and Reed had tried their best to create.

puff--

You can almost hear the sound of bubbles being popped.

After a while, of course, maybe only a moment, Reed sighed, and he was the first to surrender in this invisible and subtle tug of war.

"I think you'll need this later."

Reed returned to Calvin with the cup.

Then he put one of the glasses full of whiskey in Calvin's hand.

Calvin stared at the ice cubes in the glass for a while, and he was a little surprised to find that even the ice cubes in this kind of luxury hotel looked more transparent than he knew—without a trace of white, crystal clear It's like handmade glass.

Reed caught his gaze. "Well, unfortunately, the ice was molded—I thought they'd at least have hand-chiseled ice."

"It's all the same to me."

Calvin muttered indifferently, then he grabbed the glass, raised his head, and drank the golden cold liquid in one gulp.

Under the influence of alcohol, his unusually pale face was finally stained with a little blood.

Immediately afterwards, he met Reid's gaze and said word by word: "Let's get straight to the point—what happened last night?"

Reed's pupils shrank slightly, the wine glass in his hand trembled slightly, and the ice cubes hit the glass wall making a crisp sound.

"Actually..."

"I want to hear the truth." Calvin interrupted Reed's hesitant start, "Reed, tell me what that is. I know it's not a nightmare or a hallucination, although I'd rather it be my imagination .”

Reed also imitated Calvin and drank the wine in the glass in one breath. He seemed very embarrassed, but he was still willing to explain everything to him as Calvin asked.

"I'm usually used to calling that thing a 'door'."

said the man with green eyes.

He dipped his hands in the water droplets from the outer wall of the wine glass, and gently drew a rectangle on the coffee table.

"You know, for people like us, the real world is not the only world... There is another world here, Nether, Chaos, or something else, you can call that world with your favorite words. Of course, you can say that it is hell, and that’s right, because that world is indeed that bad, and it may be worse than the “hell” that the public recognizes. You see, in those nonsensical legends and classics , there is a demon king in hell, there is Lucifer, there are 72 demon pillars...but actually..."

Reed paused.

"Actually what?"

Calvin asked.

"Actually, there is nothing there, um, I was wrong, it should be said that in that world, there is nothing but malice and darkness - there is no order and no logic, so normal humans are completely incomprehensible of that world."

"But at least you seem to know a lot about the place?"

Calvin almost didn't want to continue to ask further questions. I don't know if it was his illusion. When Reed talked about the other world, there was a special aura about him.

Reed lowered his eyes, staring intently at the cup on the coffee table.

The ice cubes are melting.

But the chill didn't seem to diffuse into the air, but was absorbed into Reed's eyes. Those emerald green eyes that could easily make people fascinated became deep and cold at this moment, just like handicrafts, or It is the eyeball of a cold-blooded reptile.

That breath made Calvin involuntarily get goosebumps all over his body.

He thought Reed would stop the conversation, but in fact the other party didn't.

"I've had a few little accidents..." Reed said vaguely.

The sound of electricity—

zizi——

The bright and dark execution chamber—

Behind the opaque glass curtain wall, the crowd sitting neatly is looking at him coldly——

icy air...

……

The illusion kept churning in Reed's mind.

He was obviously sharing the most luxurious suite of the Sapphire Royal Hotel with his most beloved being, but at this moment, the Red Deer seemed to smell the stench of leather, as well as the burnt smell emanating from his body.

He almost wanted to reach out his hand to touch his ankle, he always felt that the natural sponge soaked in salt water was still stuffed in his shackles.

"Reed."

Calvin's voice came from afar.

Red Deer came back to his senses, and Calvin looked at him with hesitation and concern.

"If it's really hard to explain...I mean, if explaining this to me will cause you pain, you can pretend to ignore my inquiry. You just need to tell me that if you encounter that next time Whatever the damn 'thing' does."

He heard Calvin whisper.

There was a strong sweetness in his heart, and even the vivid memory brought to him by the death penalty seemed warm and nostalgic.

"It's okay, I'm just not very good at summarizing my past. I did accidentally peep into that world, there's no way, if you have this special physique like me, there is no way to avoid some things. In short, You just need to know that the world is very bad and dangerous. Do human beings have souls? Yes, human souls are an important part of that world. But most of the time, that world has nothing to do with the real world we live in. There is no intersection, I think in scientific terms, we are two completely different dimensions from them. But..."

Reed tapped the rectangle he had drawn with water droplets on the coffee table with his fingertip.

"But there will be accidents. In some special places, maybe in a special mechanism, that world will collide with reality, and there will be a crack between them that is difficult to generalize. The form is what we call It's a 'door' thing. Most of the time, the cracks will disappear quickly, and it may be the inherent repair function of this world. But occasionally, the 'door' will prolong its existence, and at that time , some things in that world, negative energy, ghosts, demons, darkness... you can pick a word to describe them, in short, those disgusting things will enter the real world through the door, and if some people with special constitutions happen to Near the door..."

"It's going to happen to me what happened to me yesterday, isn't it?"

Calvin added.

Reed nodded.

"From the fact that you can see ghosts, your luck is really bad."

Calvin rubbed his eyebrows, he was still a little confused.

"I thought it was my sin—" he murmured, "I killed so many people, so I should go to hell..."

"Oh, come on," Reid interrupted him rather exaggeratedly, "according to this statement, the first person who should go to hell should be our dear president. God knows how many people he killed in the Middle East. There are our soldiers."

He suddenly moved to Calvin's side and pulled Calvin into his arms.

"Let me repeat to you again, that is not the 'hell' you know. There is no good and evil in that world, and there is no logic. There is no rule that good people go to heaven and evil people go to hell—not to mention, you What was done in Angel Town was not evil, you know what happened there, you know what those people did, they deserved it.”

"But--"

"No, but those people are all big shots. They don't have to worry about the federal government and the law at all. No one can sanction them, except you..."

Reid's voice was hoarse and deep, with unusual persuasiveness.

Have to say, he made Calvin feel better.

"Is there no way to deal with that thing? Salt? Amulet? Oh, yes, and light... Wait, how did you save me yesterday?"

"Salt and amulets are useless, but for people with my physique, hand-to-hand combat is more or less useful."

Reed bowed his head and kissed Calvin's hair.

Calvin accepted Reed's intimacy, and he let himself lean into Reed's arms, his face pressed against the latter's chest, and the man's body temperature was transmitted to him through the fabric.

This posture seemed a bit too intimate, but Calvin still couldn't resist that rare and rare sense of security.

"I'm still scared."

he said to Reed, his voice muffled.

"What happened last night... I don't think I'll ever be able to forget it. It was horrible, and if I do go crazy one day it must be because of it."

"No, you won't go crazy." Reed held Calvin's face, forcing the latter to look at him, and his heart tightened because of the other's pale and fragile appearance, "You won't go crazy, because next time When that thing finds you again, I'll tear it to pieces and throw it back into the damn nether world. I'll protect you, Calvin, I came into this world just to protect you."

Reed spoke slowly to Calvin word by word.