worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

——Do you know what will happen if you can’t do it?

Song Ci is so good at knowing, okay?

The written description of the original owner dragging his paralyzed body on the ground is still in front of his eyes. At that time, he felt that Gong had turned black, and finally recognized the true face of Zha Shou, punished him, and was secretly excited, although later he felt that Gong Isn't it a little too hard to strike... But the momentary feeling of pleasure is real, and there is no way to fake it.

But now thinking of the plot, Ji Huai, who personally abolished the original owner, was right in front of him, and he smiled at him grimly. The trembling of Song Ci was already visible to the naked eye. With a creepy feeling of dread, I exhausted my lifelong desire to survive, and stabilized my voice: "I, I haven't thought about this problem, this kind of absolutely impossible thing, what's the point of thinking about its possible consequences... ..."

Besides, anyway, sooner or later he will have to run away, so it doesn't matter if he can do it or not!Who doesn't know how to say beautiful words? The flag is standing, the good impression has been swiped, and everything else is not important!

Song Ci's inner aura is [-] meters, but what is reflected on the outside is only about [-] centimeters.

Ji Huai stared at him thoughtfully, and continued to approach him, as if wanting to verify something: "You seem to be very afraid of me?"

The faint smell of cologne rushed towards the face, enveloping people like a vast ocean, Song Ci felt like a person who was about to drown, and held on to the car door tightly, so cowardly that he didn't even have the courage to look directly at him , but the dead duck said stiffly: "No, no, I, what can I be afraid of you, can you still eat people?"

Ji Huai smiled faintly: "You really want to know?"

Song Ci: "..."

What the hell!

Holy shit! !

He is absolutely a threat!

He wants to jump out of the car!Damn, he really wants to jump out of the car! !If he said one more word, even if he died, even if he jumped from here, he would not marry him! ! !

How could there be such a terrifying man in the world! ! !

As if knowing that Song Ci's patience had reached its limit, Ji Huai didn't speak for the rest of the journey.

The whole wedding process went very smoothly, Song Ci always wanted to wait for an opportunity to escape, but there were too many people staring at him right now, he never had the chance.

What makes Song Ci feel a little strange is Ji Huai's character design. In the link of swearing oaths, changing rings, and kissing each other, Ji Huai completed it extremely perfunctorily. Even when kissing, the eyes flashed with disgust In the end, it was Song Ci who took the initiative to tiptoe and kiss him.

Of course, after gaining Ji Huai's death stare for half a minute, Song Ci had the illusion that he was molesting him when he faced this gaze when he kissed him.

In the description of the original book, the author described this wedding in a rich and colorful way, focusing on how the original owner was fancy and hypocritical, what kind of roses had to be airlifted from France, and they had to be bright red, and the tablecloths had to be pure white. There was no trace of dust, and the wedding scene had to be in a European royal style. During the whole process, Ji Huai was not allowed to speak loudly to him, and all the links had to stare at him affectionately, letting the whole world know that he loved him.

Song Ci almost dropped his phone ten times while watching it, and was so disgusted that he almost vomited out the overnight meal.

But Ji Huai agreed, and prepared very carefully. The night before the wedding, Ji Huai was so nervous and excited that he didn't fall asleep most of the night like a young man in love.

And compared to the current Ji Huai... Are they the same fucking person?

Song Ci is the only one who thinks that the current Ji Huai has been swapped out and replaced by the blackened Gong?

Song Ci only studied this idea for a while and then put it behind him, and soon he was too tired to speak at all.

There were more than 30 tables at the wedding banquet, and he had to follow Ji Huai to toast table by table, and he had to smile.

At the beginning, Song Ci could barely handle it, but later, Song Ci felt dizzy.

His alcohol capacity is not very good, and Ji Huai, who is gentle, considerate, thoughtful and considerate, has no intention of helping him at all. He is very indifferent and lets him fend for himself. Stand by and watch.

How can you run away when you are drunk? Hey!

Song Ci started to worry, and when he reached table No.20, he finally couldn't help reaching out and tugging on Jihuai's sleeve.

Ji Huai looked back at him coldly, his eyes flickered slightly.

It's not unreasonable for Song Ci to have so many lovers. His appearance is one in a million, and the white suit he is wearing today fits his gentle temperament. He raised his head and held Ji Huai's sleeve with his fingers. There is a slight blush on the white jade-like cheeks, and the eyes are shining like they have been washed by water.

The light scent of wine mixed with the fresh and cold scent of the perfume on his body is very attractive.

The expression in front of him looked like a kitten acting like a baby to its owner.

Ji Huai's heart seemed to be stirred by something, but he quickly recovered his coldness, and his tone was very calm: "What's wrong?"

There are still guests eating and talking around, and the people at the next table are waiting for them to toast.

Song Ci tends to get dizzy when he drinks too much, and he doesn't know where to go. He clearly knows that he is already on the verge of drunkenness and jumping dangerously.

Song Ci barely maintained his sanity, looked straight at him, and thought that he was begging for help, so he lowered his voice first: "Brother."

This cry was so soft and sweet that it really touched the bottom of my heart.

Song Ci was originally an actor. He is good at singing and dancing, and his usual voice is so pleasant that it is a foul. Now he is deliberately flattering and coquettish. The lethality is simply not something that people on earth can resist .

Ji Huai: "..."

He looked at him blankly: "What do you want to do?"

Song Ci gently shook his sleeves, leaned closer to him, as if whispering, because there was a little flower in front of his eyes, he didn't grasp the distance properly, his lips almost brushed Ji Huai's earlobe, while speaking, the heat floated, All of them fell on Ji Huai's ears: "I can't drink anymore, can I..."

Unmoved, Ji Huai sneered and interrupted him: "You want to come into my house if you can't even drink this little wine?"

If a man can't drink outside, it's a shame.

Ji Huai's words are no less lethal than directly asking him, are you still a man?

Song Ci gritted his teeth, and finally gave in. He obediently retreated, and toasted behind Ji Huai like a little wife.

Anyway, after drinking this wave, he planned to run away.

After Song Cijing finished drinking, he took advantage of Ji Huai being dragged to speak, looked around, saw that no one was paying attention to his side, and immediately prepared to implement his plan with great heart.

They booked the entire hotel for their wedding, as well as the lawn outside. There were people guarding the front and back doors, and Song Ci, as the male protagonist of today's wedding, was naturally everyone's focus.

Song Ci stole a set of waiter clothes, went into the bathroom and changed, and after changing, he washed off all the makeup on his face.

The process of getting out was also very smooth, so smooth that it was hard to believe.

Song Ci hailed a taxi at the entrance of the hotel, and after getting in the car, he was relieved.

Well, this operation is simply too convincing, how can he be so unruffled and witty.

After going back, we must write this experience into a script and then shoot it.

At this moment, Song Ci suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that the whole world had changed color.

There are circles of green floating on the ground, spreading like a tide, and in the middle of the green, four words are written; safe distance.

And not far in front, there is a large area of ​​red, with four words floating above the red: bad luck at the beginning.

There seems to be a different color further ahead.

Song Ci suspected that he was dazzled.

And the taxi immediately passed the place where green and red meet. At this moment, Song Ci's eyes were swiped in red, and countless small characters floated in front of his eyes: Warning!warn!Bad luck warning, bad luck warning!

What the fuck?

How is this going? !what happened? !

Song Ci looked at these small characters in horror, and waved his hand, but it didn't help at all.

And the moment he put down his hand, a cold knife pointed at him.

Song Ci: "..."

He slowly raised his hand, looked out the window, and found that at some point, the driver drove the car to a corner that was inaccessible.

The driver pointed at him with a knife, and his eyes were horrifying: "Hand over all your money, mobile phone, and valuables."

This small print is quite effective, huh?

Is it really bad luck?

Why?

What did he do wrong?

Song Ci was silent for a while, and the driver moved the knife forward a little bit, and said fiercely, "Hurry up!"

Song Ci swallowed hard: "...Master, you only rob money, right?"

The driver became impatient: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up and get the money!"

Song Ci touched his pocket, but he didn't have any money. Then, under the coercion of the driver, he used his mobile phone to transfer all the money in the account to him. After touching it once, he rudely took off the wedding ring he had just put on.

Song Ci shrank in the corner, watching him silently, not daring to say anything.

Finally, when the driver was about to take the phone away and kick him out of the car, Song Ci's phone rang.

The driver pressed it off, but it rang again soon. If the person didn’t answer it, the people over there might become suspicious. The driver threw the phone to him, held the knife against his face, and threatened in a low voice: “ You talk to me well."

Song Ci nodded.

It was Ji Huai who called, Song Ci just pressed the answer button, when Ji Huai's voice came over: "Why did you hang up just now?"

The driver glared at him.

Song Ci felt the temperature of the blade pressing against his face, and he was so cowardly that he didn't dare to speak too loudly: "...it's not very convenient."

Ji Huai was quiet for a while, not bothering about this question, he asked, "Where are you now?"

Song Ci felt that the driver's restraint on him was a little stronger. He didn't answer this question, but asked vaguely: "What's wrong?"

Ji Huai's voice was very light: "Han Sen stood on the top floor of the hotel and said he wanted to see you. Otherwise, he would jump down and turn the wedding into a funeral. You are limited to rush there within 3 minutes."

Song Ci: "...!!!"

Fuck?What the hell?Why is this dude so fussy? !

Didn't he reject him explicitly?

Ji Huai: "So, where are you now?"

"You're like this..." Song Ci covered his forehead with a headache, "Mr. Ji, can you discuss it with him and let him give him some time. For such a big thing as jumping off a building, how can 3 minutes be enough for him to figure it out? Or let him think about it for half an hour? After half an hour, if he is sure that I won’t go there, he will jump and you will inform me? I’m in the wilderness here... it will take at least half an hour to get there.”

Ji Huai: "..."

Ji Huai: "...?"