Chapter 2 The Cost of Revenge
Chapter 2 The Cost of Revenge
"...what's wrong?" He put on his work clothes and came out of the staff room. Seeing Tang Jia staring at the white-haired man outside the door leaving slowly, Xiao Xiao asked with a little curiosity.
"..." At the beginning, Tang Jia did not come to her senses. Then, when she found that Xiao Xiao looked at herself with an unhappy face, she finally reacted: "...no, nothing." She looked at the guardian necklace put on her neck again and muttered to herself, "...a very strange guest."
"Huh?" Xiao Xiao quickly heard a little tricky from the words: "Is this from him?" She was quite clever, and soon found this purple necklace on Tang Jia's neck, which was completely different from usual: "... It's interesting to you." At her age, she always likes to contact these, but then again, a stranger inexplicably gives another stranger a necklace. If she doesn't like it, what will it be?
Tang Jia looked very confused. She shook her head: "I don't know..." She looked out of the door again, but found that in the heavy rain, the white-haired man had long disappeared: "...Maybe he is a good man."
"Good people?" Xiao Xiao became more and more interested: "Do you know him very well?" She smiled. That smile was not bad. Because of her full self-confidence, she looked good-looking and even a little charming: "Children, why don't you understand when you are so big?" She has a tone of adults teaching children: "... gangsters always want to let others know how cruel he is, bad people always want to let others think how good he is, and good people often pretend to be a disgusting bad person." She suddenly hugged Tang Jia's head. Because of her height, she tried her best to rub her feet: "... You, do you understand what I mean?"
Hearing Xiao Xiao's words, Tang Jia was a little ashamed. This woman always likes to pretend to be an experienced person because she is two months older than herself: "I don't understand, you know, okay." She removed Xiao Xiao's little hand hanging on her shoulder, then looked at Xiao Xiao beside her, and asked seriously, "...do you...do you want to know what a bad person is?"
"...what, what do you mean?" Tang Jia's seriousness now makes Xiao Xiao subconsciously feel wrong. You know, behind Tang Jia's serious expression, the big watery eyes are full of playfulness.
Finally, after Xiao Xiao showed a little more and more uneasy, Tang Jia showed a bad smile: "... I heard that you are doing private work recently... Use the delivery number of this store."
"...?!" Xiao Xiao was shocked at that time: "...not...that...I..." She wanted to explain, but when she saw Tang Jia's gloating appearance, she also understood. At this time, she could only admit defeat.
"You won't tell that fat man, will you?" She was a little uneasy, and her soft eyes stared at Tang Jia beside her.
"I haven't said it yet," Tang Jia smiled and said, "...but do you think I should say it?" Threat, this is definitely a ** naked threat.
It was sensible. Xiao Xiao immediately smiled and kowtowed: "Good sister, don't do this," she hurried to soft Tang Jia's shoulder: "It was my sister's fault just now. I shouldn't have talked to my sister in that tone..." I don't know whether it's true or false. At this time, she was actually pitiful. Staring at Tang Jia: "... Good sister, forgive your sister, okay? You said that it doesn't matter how expensive you want to eat at night. Just take it as a girl to make amends to you."
The previous words were basically filtered out by Tang Jia, but in this last sentence, Tang Jia suddenly became energetic: "Really?"
"Hmm!" Xiao Xiao nodded without hesitation.
"Since you are so sincere," Tang Jia thought for a moment: "... Why don't we go to hot pot?"
"Okay." Xiao Xiao answered without hesitation. She had a place in her heart to promise no more than 200 yuan for Tang Jia to eat until she was full.
But she seems too naive...
"That's what you said," Tang Jia smiled very treacherously: "... Let's go to the Chongqing hot pot... the one next to KFC in the city."
Xiao Xiao listened and turned around and left without saying a word.
"Where are you going?" Tang Jia was puzzled.
Xiao Xiao: "...I'm going to die!"
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Sizzling~~~ The heavy rain hit the glass and turned into a string of drops of water, leaving traces on the glass that seemed to be erasable forever.
Taomi sat at the window of the big room and quietly looked out of the hazy window. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were full of tears.
He misses Lin Jie. Because of this kind of missing that can never be seen again, his whole body has been crushed. He never believes that when the person he loves deeply passes away, it turns out to be this kind of pain, as if the whole soul has been hollowed out without any desire. The rest is just a silent but scary silence. .
It rained heavily, just like attending Lin Jie's funeral that day. Tao Mi clearly remembered that the dark sky was also raining heavily, which made people unable to see everything around them clearly. All they could see was a hazy water mist.
Then, he seemed to cry and burst into tears...
Slight applause, because of this empty big room, the control at this moment brings sound echoes, as if even the rustling rain can't be covered up.
"How touching," I don't know when the man with strange white hair sat on the empty white sofa: "... It's so touching that a playboy like you will cry for a woman." The corners of his mouth rose slightly and gave Taomi a good smile: "I'm curious. Are you willing to feel sorry for yourself and hide and cry like a child, or should you take up your weapon to take revenge like a man?"
At the beginning, Taomi was not surprised or surprised by this sudden white-haired man. No, no, no, it doesn't matter, because this attitude of not caring about anything. Even if the appearance of this white-haired man is very strange, Taomi still doesn't have much reaction. However, he was expressionless and stared out of the window.
But when he heard the word revenge, he finally reacted, and the reaction was so excited: "... revenge? Do you mean that Lin Jie didn't die by accident?
"Unexpected death?" Hearing these two words from Taomi's mouth, Death was a little embarrassed: "Son, what kind of accident do you think will happen to a person, even the last body will not be left?" He wants Taomi to understand that it is better not to subconsciously think about what he has not witnessed with his own eyes, because the world is already covered up by countless lies in one way or another.
Death leaned slightly on the sofa and crossed his legs: "...What I want to tell you is that Lin Jie, the one you love very much," he paused. After squeezing his appetite for rice, he continued lazily: "She didn't think she died unexpectedly, but He passed away because of someone.
"Who!" Taomi didn't seem to doubt it at all and asked this question directly.
His reaction is quite satisfactory. What he wants is to believe without hesitation. He knows very well that behind that kind of unhesitating, it is the absolute hatred that has changed because of the sadness that has nowhere to vent
"...You should know," Death smiled more beautifully, and the corners of his mouth became more obvious: "...Lin... is the person who has always wanted to use your [Tiantong]."
"...?!" Taomi is quite shocking, but it's natural to think about it. At the time of the small island villa, he knew that Lin's original intention was not to let Lin Jie survive, but because of his Tiantong, Lin did not do that, but delayed again and again...
It was also because of this that he felt that Lin might not purify Lin Jie. Anyway, even if Lin Jie metamorphed to that extent at that time, there was no sign of purification.
Coupled with the authoritative accidental certificate issued by the official, he did not have much doubt and thought that Lin Jie's death might be really an accident.
But now, his doubtful belief from the beginning eventually became the affirmation of the present. Lin Jie's death, as the white-haired man in front of him said, was because of Lin, because of the black hunter who was going to kill Lin Jie.
His anger, the state of mind that also passed away with Lin Jie's death seemed to burn again, and this kind of burning was because of endless hatred.
Then, he hardly thought much about it. Tao Mi, who was overwhelmed by anger, stood up for the first time in three days, and then planned to go to find Lin desperately now, regardless of whether he was Lin's opponent or not.
"Wow, wow," Death appreciated the fateful hatred of Taomi very much, but he still gently clicked Taomi with the index finger of his right hand. In an instant, Taomi, which could move freely, seemed to have been petrified in an instant, and he couldn't move: "...Kid, you don't know what revenge is... If you come to the door directly like this, it's not a satisfactory revenge, but a way to die.
Speaking of this, he stood up and then walked slowly: "... What revenge requires is strength," he stood in front of Taomi, because of the endless resentment of Taomi's face, which was scary, and even a kind of ferocious: "... Have you ever heard a saying that it's not too late for a gentleman's revenge?"
Death smiled, smiling calmly and confidently as always: "Of course, ten years may be a little long, but you have to understand that revenge is not as easy and simple as you think, and you always pay a relative price."
At this point, the focus of Death's expectation finally came: "...So," he quietly stared at the rice in front of him: "What kind of price are you willing to pay for Lin Jie?"
Taomi stared at Death. He seemed to want to open his mouth, but found that he could not make a sound, just like a body that could not move. He couldn't make a sound at all. He could only stare at Death with those spiritual eyes because of hatred.
At the beginning, Death thought that Taomi had any other idea, but he didn't agree, but soon he realized that it was because of his own reason: "Ah," Death had a manifestation of enlightenment: "I'm sorry, look at me. I'm too nervous."
After saying that, with a click, Death snapped his finger.
At that moment, I felt that I had been petrified and finally freed.
"So," Death asked again in a good mood: "... Are you willing to pay the price?"
Taomi did not hesitate: "...no matter who you are or what," he said firmly: "But if you can give me the ability to kill that damn Lin, I am willing to pay any price, even my life."
Death was very gratified to receive such an answer. If he could, he really wanted to show that he was a little moved: "How can I kill you?" Death overflowed with a sincere smile: "... I'm Death, but I won't be those monsters."
"You can pay for what I want." He looked at the rice and smiled very indifferently: "...I just need your eyes."