The end of the first volume Prologue

The final prologue of Volume I

Through the old window, the gentle sun stroked her sleeping face. At the beginning, she frowned slightly and was a little uncomfortable, but then opened her big eyes. Then, she sat up and stretched comfortably, preparing for this hopeful day.

I got out of bed, put on small pink slippers with cartoons, and Tang Jia, who was only wearing loose sleepiness, came out of the room. Because it's summer, her pajamas look thin and transparent, and occasionally you can see the white bra and beautiful bottom inside. Pants...

So, when she realized this, no, no, no, it should be said that when she remembered that Lin, a tasteless man, was still sleeping in the next room, she entered the room without hesitation and changed into her usual clothes. She had suffered a big loss last night, which was unlucky enough. She didn't want to do it again.

Thinking about it, she almost subconsciously pulled the coat and deliberately raised the V-neckline. Maybe it's not reassuring enough. She simply changed to this V-neck short sleeve and a round-neck (-.-!) ......

In fact, it can't be said that Tang Jia is too conservative or something else. It can only be said that Lin is so different that Tang Jia has to guard against it. Er, in fact, a large part of the reason why she has such a great reaction to Lin is still because of Wan Ruoxiang. You know, this equally tasteless adult writer, he can always do things, add bricks and tiles, and rudely demonize Lin. Then, another big brother's warning, sincere and coaxed, female People, especially young girls like Tang Jia, must stay away from this man, um, the farther the better.

In this way, as Wan Ruoxiang warned, she did not wake up Lin directly, but went into the bathroom. I hope that after he finishes washing up, he should get up by himself.

But it's a pity that Tang Jia deliberately waited for a few minutes, but Lin still didn't make any movement at all. This makes her feel a little strange. If it weren't for her home, she might think that Lin was still asleep, but this is her house, and Lin's room is next to the bathroom. That is to say, if the sound insulation effect is not good, Lin should be woken up by her. By the way, Tang Jiake has always intended to increase the volume of washing...

"...Do you really sleep like this?" She muttered, hesitating whether to call him or not.

In the end, she came to the door and knocked: "... Well... Did you sleep well?" She asked very politely. If it were Xu Si or Xia Ya, these two domineering women would be rude. Hey, hey, boy, get out of here quickly. I'm going to work and leave no strangers.

That's roughly what Tang Jia meant. No matter what, she always felt a little uneasy to let a stranger or a man with a bad reputation stay in her home. Speaking of which, if it hadn't been for Lin Ersheng's vivid saying that she was kicked out by the landlord, she wouldn't have stayed in Lin for the night last night...

Of course, it is also because of this. The kind Tang Jia also feels that it is necessary to communicate with Lin. If he really has no place to go, she is still willing to let him stay for a few more nights.

But the situation was not ideal. Her knocking and greetings did not get the response they deserved. It was quiet and there was no response.

"...?" She was a little confused. After calling a few more times, she finally opened the door.

"........Are you leaving?" Looking at the empty bed, Tang Jia asked herself secretly. She was a little puzzled, but she didn't pay too much attention to it. After thinking about it, she thought that Lin had a place to leave. Because she didn't want to disturb herself, she left silently.

Thinking about it this way, she didn't have to feel that there was something wrong, so she gently closed the door...

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As usual, Tang Jia, who came out of the apartment and came to the square, riding a bicycle, rode to the fast food restaurant where she worked. Some familiar old people greeted her on the way, and she also responded one by one. Everything seemed to be the same as usual.

But soon, she still noticed some unusual places, or in the corner of the square, there were a few strangers she had never seen before.

There was nothing strange about strangers. Although this old area is remote, they can also occasionally see some strangers. However, if four or five strangers are still dressed in suits and leather shoes, it will make Tang Jia feel that something is wrong. She can more or less see that these people should belong to the same organization, dark suits. There is a similar pattern on it.

What's more strange is that she had seen such a pattern. If I remember correctly, Lin's motorcycle at that time also had such a sign.

She couldn't help stopping, not for anything else, just because of the old policeman she had seen: "... He's not..." She still vaguely remembered that in that high-end villa community, Lin was severely scolded by the old policeman who was smoking at this moment.

"...How can there be so much nonsense!" The old policeman couldn't calm down. He threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground fiercely and shouted at the young man who was still chattering there: "If the house collapses, it will collapse. These bastards will deal with it. Just wait for the money to be collected. What a big deal!!"

The little young man should have been scared by Uncle Zhang. He was stunned on the spot and didn't know how to react for a moment.

It was the woman beside Uncle Zhang. She hurried out to make up: "I'm sorry, he's in a bad mood. Please forgive me..." This woman is very different. This is not only the long hair deliberately dyed red and the purple butterfly earrings in her ears, but more importantly, her pupils are not the usual black or gray of Asians, but slightly purple.

There is no mistake. This woman is the woman who bought [Xuesu] from the old man last night.

She looked at the young man and the little woman beside him, and then smiled kindly: "Your loss," she pointed to the guys in suits beside her: "They will be responsible for this. You can rest assured..."

The young man did not doubt what the beautiful woman in front of him had just said at all. He just felt strange. There was nothing wrong last night, but his wall seemed to have been smashed by some heavy object, and a big hole was broken. What's more strange is that there were still some clear blood stains on the floor of his house. , just like the occasional blood stains in the square...

Speaking of the square, the young man also felt strange. Several places were replaced with new bricks, but like the people around him, he had never seen any repair team appear here. Besides, he saw that the square was fine last night. Why did he suddenly change the floor tiles, which was still a large area?

And the most strange thing for him is that these people in suits and leather shoes, as soon as these people come over without saying a word, it means that they will compensate for the losses he has suffered...

He instinctively felt that it was wrong. Generally speaking, he still didn't believe that the world would drop the pie casually. Therefore, he felt that it was better not to make a decision easily before he figured out what these people were and what departments they were.

That's why he asked more questions, after all, made the old man who had just buried himself in smoking completely lost his temper.

At this time, he soon found that he had no right to ask more questions. To understand that the old man's angry eyes had been made clear. If he talked too much, the consequences would definitely not be what he wanted.

Be clear about this point. Even if he thought it was strange, the young man still signed his name on the insurance list after obtaining the consent of the woman beside him.

After solving the problem, those people said something to the old man, and finally drove away.

"...are you still angry?" The red-haired woman sat down and sat next to the old man: "... The old man is so cold-blooded. Xia Ya and Xu Si, they broke the rules after all..."

She took out a cigarette and took one in the corner of her mouth. Under the blue flame of the lighter, the slender lady's cigarette was lit: "...Now I just hope that they can survive."

Uncle Zhang was a little unhappy. He didn't understand that Lin Mingming was fine, but the two children were worried about taking action. What's wrong with this? Did he have to look at it cold-bloodedly and stand aside carelessly: "..." He wanted to say something and vent his sulk in his heart, but he didn't say anything in the end, and It's a cigarette again.

The red-haired woman shook her head, and she was also helpless: "There's nothing we can do. Even if they don't have to do it, Lin can defeat the puppet, but no matter what, the old man is the old man. What he needs is nothing else, but absolute obedience..." She slowly spit out a mouthful of smoke, and the faint smoke passed through her fingertips. , slowly and quickly to the sky: "He is such a person, without affection, let alone love."

"...is it wrong?" For a long time, Uncle Zhang asked faintly, "Did they do something wrong?"

"They are right, even respectable." The red-haired woman smiled, just like what she said, she could disobey the old man. Xia Ya and Xu Si were respectable: "...Wrong, they belong to the old man and can only be manipulated at will."

Her smile gradually turned into a kind of melancholy, even a kind of sadness: "You always have to pay for it. Since the old man has given them a second life, in essence, the old man is their god... And no one can violate it, and it will never allow such a violation..."

Hearing this, the old man laughed and said, "...God?" He was very suspicious: "That madman is not so much a god as a demon."

"Of course," the woman agreed: "It's right to understand it like this... However, whether he is a god or a demon, he is an absolute existence, and no one can match it..."

Wow~~~Uncle Zhang exhaled a long smoke: "Maybe not necessarily," he was a little looking forward to: "Maybe, that stinky boy can change..."

"Do you think Lin?"

"Isn't it?"

"I think you'd better not expect too much."

Uncle Zhang breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe he would agree or refute it. Just like now, he looked at Tang Jia not far away and was not sure what the [moon eclipse] would bring tomorrow night.

"What are your plans for tomorrow night?" Uncle Zhang asked, "Or follow the madman's arrangement and let the boy come alone?"

The woman smiled and didn't answer...

Then, she threw away the cigarette butt in her hand, stood up and was ready to leave.

However, before leaving, she said lightly: "... I don't want to offend God... However, I don't seem to be his follower..."

She left. In Uncle Zhang's eyes, the woman driving the motorcycle soon disappeared from her sight.

"...Really..." He threw away half of the cigarettes in his hand. "...one by one... always likes to be guessed."

He stood up, and his eyes finally fell on Tang Jia, who was fading away: "...Is it just the beginning?" He was a little uneasy. A premonition of many years of experience made him believe that the sudden appearance and awakening of the saint did not seem to be a coincidence. He always felt that this matter was very strange...

He has to admit that if this is the beginning, the next thing will be enough for him.

Thinking of this, he sighed bitterly, indicating that his retirement seemed to have become an unfulfilled wish: "...can't you live a leisurely life?" He asked himself a question, full of helplessness.