Contract Lover: Mr.Huo, happy every night

Los Angeles, m country

Compared with New York, Los Angeles is a passionate city. Apart from anything else, the California sunshine that makes countless people yearn for can represent the characteristics of Los Angeles. Los Angeles is the second largest city in country m, with large cities and more natural people.

Probably all hot cities are the same as New York. Except for alien visits, most of the other cities are brightly lit.

In the eyes of people in developed cities, the moonlight has disappeared for a long time. They see more lights, neon lights, energy-saving lights, all kinds of colors, dim yellow and white light, which is enough for them to live in this lonely night.

However, there are always places where neither light nor moonlight can shine. No matter how bright the place is, there are shadows. It can even be said that the brighter the place is, the more shadows breed, and even the darker and more invisible the light breed.

In the intricate streets of Los Angeles, there is a small hotel in the seven turn and eight turn lane, which lingers in the surrounding high-rise buildings.

There is no sun here all year round, so people who can't get sunshine always look pale and thin.

I don't know why, in such a inaccessible place, there will be such a small hotel open quietly, like a traveler who sleeps in the desert. It seems that he will fall down in the next second, but he insisted on walking one second after another.

In this dark alley, only a dim yellow table lamp was lit here. The door was glass, and there were mottled English carvings right above. There were cheap colored lights hanging on it, but it still couldn't hide his rudeness, but it was even more rare.

Probably because a few letters are missing.

From a distance, I can see a black woman in a shabby shirt sitting at the front desk. She is really a little fat. She can fit two people at the front desk. Now she seems to feel cramped by herself.

Looking closer, the woman has been muttering something in her mouth, not in English, but judging from the panic of her face, she may have encountered some bad things recently.

Before long, a slightly younger girl banged down the stairs, running fast and fast, making people feel that the creaking wooden stairs could be broken immediately.

The young black girl was obviously similar to the middle-aged woman sitting at the front desk. She was probably a mother and daughter, but she couldn't care about it at this time.

The middle-aged woman's face turned white when she saw the girl running down. Before the girl ran to her body, she stood up and welcomed her.

He said, "Jenny, how's Rong?"

The girl named Jenny shook her head and said, "no, go and have a look. It just stopped for a while, and now it's starting to turn around again."

"Oh, Lord, why does such a kind person encounter such a thing? Come on, I'll go with you." Then they went upstairs together.

The upstairs was narrower than the downstairs, but the fat woman was very flexible. Although the ground was full of messy sundries, she avoided them perfectly until she came to the front of the house at the end of the corridor.

But here, you can clearly hear the sound of scratching and madness. Jenny's eyes showed a trace of intolerance and slightly turned away.

The fat woman put her hand on the door handle. Just about to open it, she suddenly turned her head and asked Jenny, "did you tie her up before you came out?"

Jenny nodded. The woman took a deep breath and fiercely opened the door.

The door was the opposite of what we thought was a mess.

The first thing you see when you enter the door is the burning fireplace. It has obviously been burning for a long time, otherwise the house would not be so warm and dry.

The ground is covered with soft carpets everywhere. There may be some oil stains in some corners, but the owner has obviously cleaned them as much as possible. What's more strange is that there is nothing in the whole room except a big bed.

The open space is a little scary.

But at this time, Jenny and she were not in the mood to care about anything else. They all looked at the woman bound by layers on the bed.

This woman is probably less than 30 years old. Her wavy hair is more mature and charming. She has a pair of heart-catching peach eyes on her beautiful face. It can be imagined how radiant she would be if she stood in the center of the party at this time.

But at this time, no matter how beautiful the face is distorted to a certain extent, it also completely loses its beauty.

Her hands moved restlessly, and a large piece of cloth was stuffed into her mouth, but her strength was amazing. The thick rope tied to her hands and feet by the middle finger of an adult man could not stop her action.

At this time, she was obviously controlled by something, cold sweat came out all over her body, and there were overturned meals by the bed.

Obviously, although she was weak enough at this time, she still didn't mean to eat.

The fat black woman immediately knelt down by the bed and comforted and said, "Rong, please calm down. It won't be long before your brother will come. We've contacted your uncle. Don't worry. If you persist for a day or two, your uncle will think of a way to cure you."

Jenny also sat on the other side of the bed and pressed her twitching hands. Although her wrists had been wrapped with thick gauze to prevent abrasion, when Rong went crazy, nothing could stop her from hurting herself, especially when she found that bleeding and pain could make her relax inexplicably.

Jenny frowned and said, "Mom, Rong's condition has become more and more serious. I'm afraid that when the drug addiction is not cured, Rong will be driven crazy."

The black woman was obviously more decisive than Jenny. She hesitated for a moment and said, "no, we don't know what Rong's situation is, but you also heard what your Uncle Sam said. The situation should have become more and more serious and will slowly ease down until the peak. Now it's the early stage. We'd better take it easy and wait for Rong's family to come."

Jenny wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, put her hands together on her chest and murmured, "I hope God bless Rong to get through this difficulty safely. I hope Rong's brother can think of a better way to help Rong. I am willing to swear with my soul to be a devout believer of my LORD until death."

The woman on the bed has blue veins on her neck. She can obviously feel that she is trying to restrain herself, but sometimes she always loses consciousness involuntarily, and she can't control it.