Doomsday: I, a top killer, became a lolita

Again?

Wu Di was a little confused when he had left her alone.

But now she grabbed herself unrelentingly, especially if she was so close.

Although the two have always been inseparable, they have never been so close.

Speaking of which, since a long, long time ago, it has been the two of them acting together.

If Wu Di hadn't been injured and had to take care of him this time, he wouldn't have stayed here with Ji Mengyao at all.

"I... I just went outside... Smoked a

cigarette..."You stole your sister's cigarette again!"

Ji Mengyao forcibly broke Wu Di's face that did not dare to turn back, and looked at him with angry eyes.

The two looked at each other, the distance was very close, Ji Mengyao was not unnatural at all, but Wu Di's body was even stiffer.

Suddenly she began to sniff on him like a kitten.

"Mengyao, you... It's too close..."

Wu Di spoke slowly, as if he was not used to two people being so close.

Ji Mengyao didn't listen to her at all, and patted him on the shoulder:

"You lied! You don't smell of smoke at all!

"I..." Wu

Di was directly stuck.

He remembered Shen Yiyue's instructions, and it must be impossible to tell her about finding Ning Yu and their staff members' birthday gifts.

The two suddenly became deadlocked.

Ji Mengyao looked at him, and he also looked at Ji Mengyao woodenly.

"Hmph! I don't want to say forget it.

As if she had suddenly given up, she let go of Wu Di, fell backwards, and casually lay down on the sofa, looking like a drunken girl.

Wu Di breathed a sigh of relief at this, and he was considered to have passed the hurdle.

"You remember to cover the blanket, it's a little cold at night."

He said softly to Ji Mengyao.

"I want you to take care of it! Go to sleep your sleep!

Ji Mengyao looked like 'don't listen, don't listen', turned her back, and turned her face to the back of the sofa.

After a few seconds, she pulled up the blanket that Wu Di had just given her and covered her without being angry.

Wu Di seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't organize the language, so he gave up and went back to his room to sleep.

When Wu Di's door closed, Ji Mengyao turned around.

There was no drunken look just now, but his expression was a little low, but it was obvious that the person was sober.

She leaned back on the couch again, watching the thin moonlight spilling in from outside the window.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

......

In another apartment.

Shen Qianqian had fallen asleep in her room.

In the living room, Ning Yu turned the volume of the electric piano to a very low level, silently playing a tune.

Shen Yiyue was also listening beside her.

Both of them should still remember what happened to them just before Wu Di came, but after being interrupted by Wu Di.

Tacitly, no one mentioned it.

"Xiaoyu, what is this song called?"

"It's called Moonlight."

Ning Yu is playing Claude Debussy's "Moonlight", not Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata".

"It's a fitting name, I feel like moonshine is going to fill this room."

Shen Yiyue held her chin and was appreciating carefully, and she didn't know whether she was appreciating the melody played by Ning Yu or appreciating Ning Yu's beautiful figure.

Her silver hair was in the ambiguous dim light, as if it was the moonlight in Shen Yiyue's heart.

Shen Yiyue couldn't help but smile happily, feeling very satisfied, because at this moment, no one else in heaven and earth disturbed them.

There were only two people, her and Ning Yu.

She plays, she listens.

Slowly proceeding to the end, the room was calm like water.

"Going to sleep, Little Rain?"

It was late at the moment, and perhaps because they had both drunk a little wine, neither of them seemed to have any sleep.

"Or, let me give you one."

Ning Yu seemed to have thought of something, held the silver hair next to his ear, turned his head and said to Shen Yiyue with a smile.

"Good."

Shen Yiyue has no reason to refuse, as long as she can hear Ning Yu's playing, she can play anything, let alone play it for herself.

Ning Yu elegantly put his finger on the black keys of the piano, and a deep voice slowly sounded in the room.

Then a series of gentle and delicate movements followed, wrapping a gentle and beautiful melody between the black and white keys.

Clear, soft, as if it can soothe people's hearts.

It's Debussy's "The Girl with Flaxen Hair."

These are all tracks that have never appeared in Blue Star.

If the end of the world has not happened after crossing over, he may really be able to become a copyist, and he is not sure to enter the entertainment industry.

Just like what is written in those online literature.

Shen Yiyue carefully appreciated this song specially given to herself, and she was already a little lost in her mind.

My heart seems to be warmed by musical notes, and it is very comfortable.

As if communicating with Ning Yu through musical notes, listening to what came from her.

Not words, but better than words.

"What is the name of this one given to me?"

It wasn't until Ning Yu finished playing for a long time that Shen Yiyue opened her mouth to ask, wanting to know the name of the track specifically for herself.

""The Girl with Long Black Hair""

Ning Yu's face was not red and his heart did not jump, he changed his original name, and silently recited 10,000 words of sorry Debussy in his heart.

I hope he doesn't lift the lid of the coffin and beat himself.

"Stinky drizzle... You made it up now. When

Shen Yiyue heard this name, she suddenly became a little shy, and her mouth scolded, but her face couldn't help but turn red.

Still in the room the light is not good, so it is not very obvious.

"Does it sound good?"

Ning Yu ignored Shen Yiyue and asked directly.

"Hmm.... Sounds good...,"

Shen Yiyue replied honestly, lowering her head slightly, not daring to look at Ning Yu.

"This is for you, because it is as beautiful as you are."

Ning Yu said with a smile.

"Ah..." Shen

Yiyue's eyes widened suddenly, her mouth opened slightly, she didn't expect Ning Yu to say so bluntly.

Even what I just wanted to say was stuck at once, as if I had lost my resistance.

But I always felt a little sweet, as if I got what I wanted.

Ning Yu did not speak, and Shen Yiyue lowered her head and did not dare to look at her shyly.

After a while, she raised her head, Ning Yu was still looking at her quietly, her amber eyes were as pure and clear as ever.

"Thank you.... I love it.... I'm also very happy..." Ning

Yu turned off the electric piano, and then slowly stood up.

"You can listen to it as many times as you want in the future."

"Good."

"It's not early, rest early, good night."

"Good night."

......

A few days later.

Lin Hao suddenly contacted Ning Yu through a special way.

The two met again in an unoccupied apartment.

This time, Lin Hao also carried a laptop, as if he wanted to show Ning Yu something.

"It seems that you have made some new discoveries?"

Ning Yu sat on the chair and looked at the lit laptop screen.

"That's right, I've untied part of it now."

Lin Hao opened the command-line tool in his laptop and began to type down a series of instructions.

Immediately after that, a long list of unreadable characters began to flow, seemingly parsing.

Before long, the characters stopped flowing and an executable program seemed to be running.

An audio player pops up, and a male voice sounds:

"Lacey, look, this is my utopian plan."

......