this damn love

Is it a pre-emptive strike, or wait and see what happens?

Li'an's body was tense, her heart was beating in her throat, and she paid attention to the man's movements without blinking.

"You are very nervous." The other party smiled, raised his hand slightly--

!She subconsciously leaned back, and suddenly her eyes dimmed. It turned out that the man had put the sunglasses back on her.

"Sorry, I just want to see how you look under the sunglasses," the man admired, "It's as beautiful as I imagined."

Lian was puzzled, did he see it?If you saw it, why didn't you attack?If you don't see it... Damn it, she really doesn't know if this special contact lens can be seen at such a close distance!

However, since he didn't attack immediately, there must be room for maneuver!

Lian suddenly stood up supporting the piano, her fists clenched tightly, her body trembling slightly, she seemed to be restraining her anger, and said coldly, "The piano is tuned, I'm leaving."

She fumbled to get the guide rod leaning against the piano, but the man quickly took it away before her hand touched it. Li An's heartstrings were tense, but she couldn't show any clues. She groped for a long time in a daze. Pursing his lips, "Mr. Aipu, I can't find my pole, please pass it on for me, thank you."

The man played with the guide rod with his slender and strong fingers, and with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, he asked without answering, "How much is it for you to tune the piano at home?"

Lian replied, "Five hundred dollars. Mr. Apple, please help me remove the pole. It's getting late, and I have to rush to the next one, thank you."

she urged, a timely hint of anxiety.

The man looked at her with a smile, and his voice was a little low, "Ms. Torres, where are you going next? How about I send you?"

Lian instinctively wanted to refuse, but if he wanted to see her off, the two of them would have to leave the house, and I believe he would not dare to do anything on the street in broad daylight.

So the words of refusal were changed at the edge of the mouth, "Then I will trouble you."

The man said again, "Then, please give me the address, I'll check the navigation first."

"The address is..." Oops!Lian's words stuck in her throat, and a chill ran down her spine.

The original owner is used to using a notepad, and all the addresses and information of the reservation customers are recorded in the notebook, so naturally there is no need to spend effort to memorize it.

Lian inherited the original owner's memory, so naturally she couldn't remember the client's information!

She wanted to make up a random one. What's worse, in order to pretend to be a blind person and not be exposed by acquaintances, the original owner moved here from a far away place. He has only been here for a few months, and he is not familiar with the environment at all!And this person's accent is from a local, and he should be more familiar with the place than she is. What if he casually said something and was exposed by him on the spot?

hateful!She quickly thought of contingency measures in her mind.

And the man caught her momentary hesitation, like a cat fooling a mouse under its claws, staring at her with interest, "Don't you remember? Or do you have a voice recorder to record the address? I'll find it for you."

As he said, he was about to grab the handbag on Lianne's body. Lianne remembered the schedule in the bag, and broke out in a cold sweat. She quickly grabbed the bag and took a step back, "No, I remember, it's 24 Becker Street. No., Mr. Willie's house." At the critical moment, she finally remembered a place name.

The man slowly withdrew his hand, his eyes glanced back and forth on her face and bag, meaningfully, "Really, you have a really good memory. You can remember the addresses of several customers' homes when you go to them a day."

Lian twitched the corners of her mouth and said sarcastically, "Anyway, it's not very gentlemanly to look through a lady's bag."

She held out her hand to him, and said firmly, "Mr. Apple, please pass me my pole. I won't bother you anymore."

The man didn't seem to hear her request, "Actually, I have a good suggestion."

Seeing that the other party would not let her go before she finished speaking, Lian pursed her lips and said nothing.

The man stood up from the piano bench. He was tall and his figure enveloped Lian's body. There was an invisible sense of oppression. Lian tried her best to hold back the desire to run away.

The man stared at her and continued, "500 dollars is so little, how about I give you [-]?"

Lian said with a blank expression, "I'll charge 500 for one tune-up, thank you."

"Oh no, of course it doesn't mean that." The man smiled and shook his finger, and said, "Let me just say it, 10 a month, how about I keep you?"

"For you to live in such a luxurious villa, enjoy the splendor and wealth, countless gold, silver and jewelry, you just need to make me happy."

Lian quickly weighed in her heart.What does it mean when the other party proposes nurturing?Temptation or sincerity?Or is it an excuse to keep her first?

Then should she agree temporarily, as a way to delay the attack?

Under the smiling gaze of the other party, Lian's heart seemed to be pinched by invisible big hands, and even her breathing became rapid. She struggled with reason and instinct, and finally responded with the intuition trained in the crisis——

"Sorry, I think you have found the wrong person. I don't have much pursuit of money, I just want to live by my own ability."

This man gave her an unfathomable feeling, the longer she stayed, the more hopeless she was, she just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

"Really," the man smiled, showing no emotion, took a step towards Lian, sighed, and spread his hands, "It's a pity."

!

The pupils under the contact lens suddenly constricted, and a strong sense of threat rushed over her face. Almost without thinking, Lian quickly took off her sunglasses and threw it at the man's face, and ran away. Moved away, revealing the dark and treacherous eyes behind her, staring at the panicked voice of Li An who ran away, "Unfortunately, you are the one I like, and I wanted to play with you at first."

Play with your sister!

Hearing the shadowy voice, Lian rushed towards the door regardless, rushed to the door and turned the lock--

"Crack!"

locked!

Lian's expression froze, and the man said, "Don't waste your efforts, all the exits are electronic locks, and I locked them in advance."

She suddenly remembered that the man made all kinds of noises just now as an excuse to clean up the sundries, it should be that time--

It seems that no matter whether she is really blind or not, he has never planned to let her go!

When the matter developed to this point, Lian calmed down instead. She saw the man was still in the living room, holding a nail gun in his hand, walking towards her unhurriedly. With a flash in her eyes, she quickly turned back and ran to In the adjacent kitchen, lock the door.

"You can't get out." The man's voice sounded with ease.

Liane ran to the end of the kitchen, where only the upper half of the window was open, and the lower part was fixed, and an adult could not get out through the window at all.

"Whoa!"

The nail gun fired, and the inch-long steel nail shattered the glass of the kitchen door. A hand reached in through the hole and easily unscrewed the door lock.

The door opened slowly, and the man stood at the door with a cold smile and a nail gun in his hand, "Don't run away."

Lian leaned her back against the cold counter, took a deep breath, took a sharp knife from the knife holder next to it, and glanced at it. Fortunately, it was sharpened and the knife was very sharp.

Seeing her calm look, the man admired, "I like your look the most, but do you want to use that knife against me?"

There is a bit of contempt in the words, hiding the incomparable confidence in one's own strength.

Lian admitted that his self-confidence was justified. After all, she could clearly feel the man's strong and well-developed chest muscles and muscular arms during the close contact just now, through the thin clothes. The strength is strong.

Lian held the knife in both hands, pointed the knife point vertically in his direction, and made a final fight, "I can pretend that I don't know anything, are you willing to let me go? You can hold the handle that I am not blind."

The man sneered, "Killing someone is comparable to pretending to be blind? I praised you for being smart just now, but you are stupid again." He shook his head and said with a smile, "However, if you can agree to my proposal just now, I think we We can still talk."

When he said this, he twisted his neck, and his fingers and joints made two crackling sounds, as if he was doing a warm-up exercise before killing, full of threat.

With a smug smile on his face, he gradually approached her, "How about it, have you figured it out yet?"

If it was an ordinary person, they would probably compromise under the threat of life and chastity, but Corian would not.

Seeing that she was unmoved, with no fear on her face, the man's eyes darkened, "It looks like you are going to become another one of my collections?"

Lian compared the strength of the two, and it was obvious that she only knew all the assassination methods, and she had no chance of winning because she couldn't compete with others.

She sneered, "I'm not interested in being your mistress or collection."

Before he finished speaking, he simply turned the tip of the knife upside down, gripped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and without any explanation, pierced the heart directly under the astonished gaze of the other party!

Her movements were so fast and ruthless that people didn't even have time to react and stabbed the knife deeply into the heart, even fearing that they would die, so they pulled it out abruptly and again.

The walls and ceilings were splashed with blood gushing out from the arteries of the heart, and she herself became a bloody person.The man was stunned for a moment and recovered, his face changed drastically, and he cursed angrily, "Damn it!"

It took a lot more effort to clean up such a large amount of blood, but this was his base!

"You lunatic!" The man was furious, and walked quickly to the unconscious woman who had fallen on the ground. He grabbed her hair with one hand and raised the knife to her neck. The man suddenly found the dead woman staring at the ceiling with her pupils wide open, with a strange smile on her face as pale as paper.

The heart of the man who killed countless people tightened, he hesitated, thinking of the woman's ruthlessness when she committed suicide just now, knowing that he was a murderer, she was still able to cope with all kinds of temptations of him, which is not something that an ordinary tuner can do at all. arrived.

"What a pity." He regretted again, and in order to avoid trouble, he gave up the idea of ​​collecting the other party's head.

Carry the woman's body to the garden and bury it in the dark. Presumably with the nourishment of flesh and blood, the flowers in the yard will bloom more beautifully.

After returning to the kitchen and spending the night cleaning up the blood, the man wiped off the sweat from his forehead and returned to the master bedroom after a busy half of the night.

He unscrewed the switch, and the bookshelf rotated to reveal the back. There were evenly sized grids, and in each grid was a woman's head. They were all very beautiful without exception, and their pale faces still bore the look of death. Desperate and frightened, a big hole was opened on the top of the head, and various kinds of expensive flowers and plants grew out of it.

"Crack, click" the man hummed a ditty in a happy mood, holding scissors with his slender and white fingers, carefully pruning the potted plants, thinking about where to find a temporary hostess for this villa...

Hao Meng woke up from the dream.

This time when she was on the verge of death, she saw the figure wrapped in the black robe again without any surprise.

As if the space had been torn open to reveal a chaotic gap, it stepped out with a lot of yin, the black robe corners fluttered without wind, holding a silver scythe, and she was able to see it from a closer distance than last time, the opponent was black. The hood covered most of his face, only a small part of his lower jaw, which had turned into white bones, was exposed.

Her body was so stiff that she couldn't move, and her soul seemed to be floating away from her body lightly, as if it was a black hole and she instinctively refused to approach it, but she didn't care, stretched out her hand towards him and said with a smile, "Are you here to find me?"

Following her words, two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps suddenly flashed in its empty eyes, and it stared at her sinisterly, holding the death scythe in one hand, and stretched out its hand slowly and stiffly, revealing white bones from under the black robe. The slender fingers of...

The moment the two were about to meet, the space suddenly twisted and rotated, and she immediately lost consciousness.

"I see you every time I'm dying, as if I've been chasing me all the way, and I won't let you go until I die." Hao Meng held her flushed face and smiled sweetly unconsciously, "What should I do? Suddenly there is a feeling of falling in love."

The pursuit of the god of death makes her feel loved, and this is exactly what she pursues, the "love" that is extremely possessive and will never change until death.

It wasn't until the alarm clock rang that the girl immersed in love realized that she was going to be late, so she quickly lifted the quilt and got up, "Hurry up, I agreed that Ah Luo will wait for me today--"

During the "bang" movement, something was thrown to the ground by her, and she looked down, as if a bucket of cold water was poured from head to toe, and the blood in her whole body froze in an instant—

Lying quietly on the ground was a bloody sharp knife.

A line of bright red blood is winding along the blade.

"tick, tick"

There was a sound like the steps of the devil, approaching quietly unknowingly.

small theater:

Author: Today we will interview two people about their love journey.God of death, how did you fall in love with Mengmeng?

Grim Reaper (with paralyzed face): I don’t know what love is.In short, no soul can escape the scythe of death, I must eat your delicious soul!

Mengmeng (holding her face shyly): I hate it~ People will be embarrassed to express their desire for exclusiveness and love for others in such a naked way in public~

grim Reaper:……?