"What are you looking at?"
Su Yu followed Ling Hanye's gaze and looked up, just in time to meet the eyes of the rich second generation who had lowered his head after thinking about life, and belatedly realized that his current posture was a bit indecent.
The two of them looked away at the same time.
The second-generation rich man quickly closed the curtains, saying that he didn't see anything.
Su Yu suddenly stood up from Ling Hanye, causing the flower branches on both sides to tremble slightly.
"careful!"
Ling Hanye took hold of Su Yu's wrist and gently pulled it, while using his other hand to protect her from the thorns on the flowering branches.
The next moment, both of them opened their eyes wide at the same time.
Su Yu was shocked at first, her pupils trembling, then her cheeks gradually turned red, and she pushed him away with a flushed face. She didn't care whether it was a prick or not, got up from the ground, grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it over.
"You are shameless!"
Ling Hanye didn't have time to recall the feeling just now, so he threw a handful of half-dry and half-wet soil mixed with rose petals head-on.
Ling Hanye turned his head slightly to avoid it and got up from the ground. His expensive casual shirt was covered with thorns or oozing blood, and most of it was wrinkled and stained by Su Yu.
Su Yu wiped her mouth fiercely, glared at Ling Hanye, and turned to leave.
"Susu."
Ling Hanye grabbed her again and explained, "Sorry, I didn't mean it, it was just an accident."
Su Yu became angry and didn't want to talk to him for a short time: "Shut up!"
Ling Hanye paused. Seeing that Su Yu didn't want to mention what happened just now, he silently changed the subject.
"What do you want from me?"
Su Yu also seemed to want to forget what happened just now as soon as possible.
Although she liked to pretend to be pitiful and call her brother in the game, and she also got under Ling Hanye's quilt, they all had ulterior motives and bad intentions. A pure, unexpected kiss like the one just now was definitely the first once.
Similar to, although I kill people, set fires, drink and fight, I am a good girl.
Su Yu took a deep breath, cooperated to reveal what had just happened, and said coldly: "What did you see when you prayed?"
Ling Hanye didn't expect that this was what she was going to ask. After being stunned for two seconds, he replied obediently: "Game."
"game?"
Ling Hanye nodded and frowned in confusion: "To be precise, they are some games that I have never experienced."
A game you haven’t experienced before?
If you say so, Su Yu seems to know who his god is.
With no expression on her face, Su Yu nodded coldly: "I understand."
When she was about to leave, Su Yu realized that Ling Hanye hadn't let go. She pulled her hand back hard and left without looking back.
Looking at that cold and heartless figure, Ling Hanye suddenly missed her in the last game.
What comes before the gods' forgiveness is the gods' punishment.
All day long, no one moved around in the castle. The players suffered from punishment and did not leave the room one after another until dinner time.
There is still a routine prayer before dinner.
The butler looked at them with a smile: "Please pray to the gods one by one."
Still in the same order as yesterday, they stood in front of the huge statues one after another.
What Ling Hanye saw this time was not a game, but a person, a person standing in the darkness. Although he couldn't see the person's face clearly, he could feel that he was looking at him with a malicious look. .
who is he?
Ling Hanye tried to get closer.
Unfortunately, as soon as he got close, the man backed away, and darkness always surrounded the figure. On one side of him was dazzling light, on the other side was darkness as thick as ink. There was a dividing line in the middle, and the two sides were clearly distinct.
The moment the screen disappeared, he seemed to see the man's face.
The second person to pray was Rong Xin.
She saw a dilapidated rental house with a haggard corpse lying on the floor.
Rong Xin screamed quickly and was so frightened that she opened her eyes.
The butler smiled and invited the next person.
Rong Xin was surprised: "Wait a minute, I haven't finished praying yet."
"Everyone only gets one chance."
The butler smiled but asked her to sit down at the dining table in a tough manner.
Rong Xin looked at the eyes unwillingly, feeling annoyed as to why she had opened her eyes just now.
The rich second generation trembled and walked to the statue.
It's so cold. Why is it so cold all of a sudden? I really want to wrap myself up in a thick winter down jacket.
The rich second generation hunched their shoulders and clasped their hands together in prayer.
This time, he saw a pair of eyes.
Those eyes were not pretty, they were ordinary and mediocre in shape, and their eyes were wooden.
He saw the emotions in these eyes change from pain, to pleading, to numbness, and finally lost their light in despair.
The screen ends.
The rich second generation frowned and opened his eyes, what the hell?
What the little star saw was a face-down corpse. The corpse was wearing a beautiful dress. Unfortunately, it was stained red with blood. The joints were twisted and hit the ground. There was blood everywhere.
"ah!"
The little star was so frightened that he took a step back and fell to the ground: "What is this? Why are you showing me this?"
The butler didn't seem to hear her question and kept a smile on his face: "Please take a seat."
Then there was the girl with glasses. Seeing how much they reacted, she stood in front of the statue with a worried look on her face, clasped her hands together, and silently said to the gods, please forgive me.
What she saw was still a cold lake, but it was deeper than yesterday, like a bottomless abyss.
As if she thought of something, she raised her head and glanced at the statue in front of her, her face suddenly turned pale.
The thin man limped up to the statue.
Again, why was the god he saw a dog?
Closing his eyes, he saw a pile of chopped corpses.
The last person to pray was Su Yu.
She opened her eyes almost as soon as she closed them, and said to the housekeeper calmly: "I've finished praying. Can we serve dinner?"
The smile on the butler's face froze.
"……certainly."
The dinner was very rich, but unfortunately Su Yu lost weight and only had a low-fat chicken breast.
Ling Hanye sat next to her and quietly moved a plate of sliced steak over.
Su Yu swallowed, glared at him fiercely, and pushed the steak back.
It's not a good person to tempt her to eat something so late.
After receiving the message from Su Yu's eyes, Ling Hanye frowned in confusion, with a trace of grievance in his light-colored eyes.
Both of them moved very lightly, and everyone else was immersed in the scene they had just prayed for, so no one paid attention to their eyebrows.
Even Rong Xin didn't have time to pay attention to Ling Hanye. She was frightened and endured the dizziness in her head as she recalled the scene she just saw. Who was that corpse?
Except for the rich second generation.
While eating, the second-generation rich man quietly stared at Ling Hanye and Su Yu, as if he wanted to determine whether the people in the rose bush were them.
After a few minutes of observation, he was sure.
It is definitely these two people who are responsible for this.
The rich second generation is doubting life again. Aren't big guys and liars mortal enemies? Wasn't he almost killed by her? Why does it seem like the relationship is good?
Could it be...this is the legendary love and death?
The adult world is so complicated.
After dinner, Su Yu went upstairs to her room without even looking at Ling Hanye, showing her indifference and ruthlessness to the fullest.
Ling Hanye subconsciously chased after her and stood in front of her.
Su Yu looked up at him with a cold face.
"Um..." Ling Hanye hesitated for a moment and said firmly, "I will be responsible for what happened today."
"Ahem!"
Su Yu almost choked on her saliva and was furious: "What are you talking about?"
Ling Hanye: "I..."
"Shut up, I don't want to hear you now!"
After saying that, Su Yu pushed him away and closed the door with a bang.
The pupils of the rich second generation who were a few steps behind the two men trembled violently.
Responsible?
What's responsible?
Is that what he thought? Really done? Among the rose bushes?
