blood rose in his heart

Chapter 1
It was windy and rainy.

City S has never experienced such heavy rain.

The rain was pouring, one after another, and the heavy rain fell on the world, making it difficult for people to see the road ahead.

A thick layer of dark clouds in the sky is still gathering, covering the entire sky with darkness, and it has the momentum to destroy the mountains between the sky and the earth.

The waves were higher and higher one after another, beating on the shore, roaring loudly, but unable to retreat.

On the edge of the high cliff on the shore, there are many tombstones—this is a suburban cemetery, and the price is even much more expensive than the housing price in the city center. It is a geomantic treasure.

Cemetery corner.

A woman stood in front of the tombstone, holding a long-handled umbrella and lowering her eyes.

She was born beautiful, but she was not a beauty in name.

The skin is porcelain white, the facial features are exquisite and delicate, and it looks like a lady's calm and gentle, like a piece of beautiful jade.

There is no aggressiveness, gentle and gentle, and there is a feeling of tranquility in the indifference.

At first glance, it has no features, but it is very attractive.

The umbrella she held in her hand had a long handle, British style, the outer layer was extremely black, and the inner layer was dark red with a faint blackness.

It really matched her clothes - she was wearing a pure black windbreaker, but the corners of the clothes that were billowing inside were dark red.

Enchanting, killing, like a scarlet poisonous spider lurking in the dark night.

The mystery reveals a faint feeling of chilling, waiting for his prey to take the bait in the dark night.

Let the pressure of the rain curtain between the sky and the earth be a little heavier.

She is tall and tall, especially wearing this pair of black high heels, which makes her two straight legs look more slender and slender.

Her outfit was extremely inconsistent with her appearance, but it perfectly matched the person on the tombstone.

The photo on the tombstone is an extremely beautiful beauty.

With extremely soft and beautiful facial features, the unruly eyes seem to be looking down on the whole world, and a mole at the corner of the left eye is the finishing touch to the whole face.

It made her look a bit charming.

Like a glass of iced red wine that has been poisoned.

Knowing that it is poisonous, but people unconsciously want to sink together.

She stood in front of the tombstone, looked down at the tombstone, and held flowers in her hands.

It was a bouquet of pure red roses, the favorite flower of the owner of the tombstone.

Wrapped in plain black gift box paper.

She lowered her eyes, placed the bouquet on the tombstone, and got up.

During the whole process, his face was calm, without any waves, and his movements were smooth and smooth, without any emotional touch at all-this is not the emotion that one should have when seeing the photo of an old friend who is familiar with him.

If it was said that they didn't know each other, it would be completely difficult to explain what the flowers in her hand were all about.

It wasn't until she looked at the messy roses that had been beaten in the heavy rain that the ground was completely red, that her eyes fluctuated a little.

She knew that the person in the photo actually liked black roses the most.

However, black roses are artificially cultivated species, extremely difficult to see, and priceless, so they are not sold on the market at all.

She had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and bought a bouquet of slightly darker roses to pay homage to the person in the grave.

She raised her head slightly and stared at the tombstone in front of her.

The owner of this tomb has been dead for three full years.

The reason - a car accident.

Every year on that day, she would come over.

Put a bouquet of flowers on the tombstone and stand there for a while.

Du Liyou lowered his eyes, looked at the photo on the tombstone, his expression darkened, and suddenly heard the sound of a car behind him.

A wave flashed in her eyes.

someone!

Turning her head slightly, she frowned when she saw a black limousine parked at the gate of the cemetery in the distance.

How could anyone come on such a rainy day?

Besides, the price of this car starts at least eight figures, so it must be someone with extraordinary status.

All dignitaries are buried in this cemetery, and it is not uncommon for relatives to drive a luxury car to visit the grave. Her tense back just loosened for a moment, and the experience and intuition lurking in the darkness for many years told her Things must not be that simple today—yes—she shrank her pupils, looked at the people who had gotten off the car, and made a judgment in her mind—to ordinary people, today is nothing special day!

Intuition told her that the matter was not that simple, she immediately put away the umbrella, turned around and ran to the bushes not far away, squatted down, let the tree trunk cover her tightly, and at the same time secretly breathed a sigh of relief - fortunately, the strong wind The torrential rain successfully covered her figure so that she would not be discovered.

Although there is a high probability that it has nothing to do with her, there are some things that are better not to be involved.

Through layers of branches, she saw a group of people approaching.

The leader was wearing a suit, looked young, and was holding an umbrella. He must be the leader of this group of people.

The man was slender, especially his legs, which were very long.

Wearing a white shirt over a plain black suit jacket.

A head of pure black shattered hair, but there is no trace of mess.

The texture of the suit is very good, it should be purely handmade.

Even if the price of a bouquet of black roses used to decorate the room on weekdays exceeds five figures, she can't help but be speechless—the top rich man.

Such age, such status, such temperament.

Du Liyou couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

His temperament is very cold.

Even if he didn't meet face to face, Du Liyou could feel the cold aura coming from him.

Layers of rain curtains still couldn't hide the sharpness.

The jacket is pure black, but the inner shirt is pure white. These two extremely difficult colors are perfectly interpreted by him.

The two extreme colors of black and white actually go hand in hand with him.

People who can enjoy themselves in the black and white world with ease, and can have their own place.

Du Liyou lowered her eyes - very rare.

She frowned, and was about to take a closer look at him, but because of the heavy rain, she couldn't see their faces clearly, so she couldn't confirm the identities of these people.

I saw them standing in front of the grave and stopped.

Du Liyou's pupils shrank suddenly, but she secretly felt lucky in her heart—fortunately, she reacted quickly and took away the bouquet of roses.

His whole body relaxed, and he suddenly felt a tingling pain between his fingers.

She frowned slightly, and glanced at the painful spot - the skin of Zizania bazaar was scratched by the sharp thorns of the rose stem, and blood flowed out.

She stretched out a finger just to press the wound to prevent the blood from flowing out, and her eyes darkened when she looked at the grave again.

She didn't want anyone to know that the tomb was visited.

She looked at the group of people in front of her grave, and the leader looked down at the photo on the tombstone.

There was a person next to him, stepped forward, bowed his head, bowed his body, respectfully, as if telling him something.

Du Liyou bent over and looked at them.

It was so far away that she couldn't hear what they were saying.

Then, she saw the leader nodded slightly, staring at the tombstone in front of her as if in deep thought.

After a while, I don't know what he said, and then the rest of the people immediately stepped forward, holding shovels, and began to pry her grave.

Du Liyou: "."

She admitted that the owner of this tomb had indeed done a lot of things, his hands were covered with blood, he had offended many people, and even Lord Hades might be annoyed.

But it wasn't enough—she watched the group of people methodically removing the tombstone, and then digging, a little unbelievable—digging a grave? !

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