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When I woke up on the balcony, there was still half a cigarette burning between my fingers. Looking back at the desolate house, my whole body shivered. Somehow, I thought of Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue died.

When I left the Police station, a middle-aged policeman escorted me for a while, making me feel sad. He even said that the truth would eventually surface.

I don't know what kind of mood I had at the beginning when I finished doing Xiao Yue's affairs, using my savings to buy a good plot of land, beside the tombstone was filled with her most beloved red demoness, beautiful, enchanting, and terrifying.

When my best friend left, I was left alone with my dirty and hateful life. I acted casual, but my heart was empty.

I don't know when I was afraid to lie in bed. I was afraid to dream about those empty, lifeless eyes, and I was afraid that the inner world would collapse again and again.

A young man and woman walked out of a restaurant, kissing each other passionately in front of the door, and I thought I saw their lonely emptiness, warming each other in the cold silence of the night.

I was clearly in a hurry. On the day of Xiao Yue's funeral, I fell from the top of the spiral staircase, forgetting to move. The pain in my legs stimulated my rationality over and over again, until I couldn't stop my tears. He wasn't sure if it really hurt, or if it missed Xiao Yue. Thankfully, it was just after two in the morning, and the lights had long since gone out. I could have shown my helplessness without any scruples.

It was during those days that the guests turned away from the smell of disinfectant on my body and refused to order me. I didn't know whether to be grateful or to be disconsolate, but every night I would hide in an empty corner and smoke, one after the other, without knowing how tired I was.

When the wound above his knee healed, the business was back.

I am a lady, and Xiao Yue is the same. I heard that being a lady doesn't end well, but now I finally believe it.

Until one time I heard someone talking about Xiao Yue.

I took a deep breath and watched them quietly, imagining myself with a pistol in my hand, shooting the speaker in the mouth and shattering the man's tongue.

But imagination is imagination. I took a glass and toasted the fat man.

Everyone calls him Young Master Lu. Beside him is a strange man in a black suit, and since he is lying on the sofa, he coincidentally is hiding in the shadows, so I can't see his appearance clearly, but I'm sure I've never seen him before.

When Young Master Lu heard that Xiao Yue had been played to death outside, he suddenly laughed coldly and looked at the man in the suit beside him. Then he looked at the fatty and said, "Such a bold person appeared in the capital? Why didn't I know? "Come, tell me. I would really like to see it."

I carefully turned my body slightly to the side and pricked up my ears to listen carefully. I really wanted to know who killed Xiao Yue. Previously, I spent a lot of money to hire so many detectives, but none of them had any clues.

It was a pity that the damn fatty did not speak of Xiao Yue's matter loudly, but instead mysteriously moved his mouth close to Young Master Lu's ear and whispered to his.

The music was so loud I couldn't hear anything.

After Young Master Lu heard it, he nodded his head, and the smile on his face became even more blurred. Pushing the fatty aside, he poked the man in the suit with his finger, and happily whispered a few words into his ear.

Without the Young Master Lu blocking his view, under the flickering light, the man's face appears. I sized him up, but he didn't look to be in his thirties, and his features were extremely sexy. His eyes were cold, and his lips were very sexy.

This man didn't seem to be easy to get along with. Strangely, I came up with such an outrageous idea. Furthermore, I thought of a word, how wild and unruly.

I heard that the upper class society is still divided into distinct levels. The people in the private room all talk about the prestigious missions in the society, but they all brag about the Young Master Lu.

He would never embarrass anyone who tried to please him, but he still appeared to be a little distant from them. Although he did not interact much with the suited man, he could still tell that they were very familiar with each other. Everyone in the room smilingly asked who the man in the suit was.

Young Master Lu extinguished the cigarette in his hand and exhaled smoke towards the young miss on the right. Then, he turned his head to look at the man in the suit and teasingly said, "Second brother, you just went to eat salted food in the army for a few years. No one actually remembers that someone like you is still in the imperial city."

At that time, the faces of those people who had asked that question had already turned deathly pale.

I was very clear that this second brother's identity must be very mysterious, and his background might even be higher than Young Master Lu's.

A few ladies came to his side very politely, some singing, some drinking with him, and some sitting on his lap, charmingly calling him "Second Young Master."

The second young master wasn't happy, but he didn't refuse. All the men toasted for him, so everyone in the room couldn't hold on much longer.

The man I accompanied was a real estate geezer, his hair almost all gone, his yellow teeth bursting in his mouth. He hugged me and said, "I'm very similar to Fan Bing Bing." I laughed, "You're right, Fan Bing Bing is actually my sister. We were born with the same mother, and we even slept together when we were young."

He laughed at my teasing, flapping his fat. He thought I was funny, and then he put a hand on my leg and kept touching it. I regretted that I hadn't put on my stockings today, and his greasy hands were sliding over my legs.

He knew that my body was stiff, and he rubbed his lips against my neck, rubbing them together, saying disgusting things, his eyes extremely lewd.

The lights had turned yellow and hazy, and the atmosphere in the room was filled with lust.

I began to resist the old man's teasing when someone said they were going to drink frozen water.