Chapter 147 The Dirty Things Under Brocade
Bandage face?
After Jiang Changyi saw the figure clearly through mental scanning, he recognized who it was.
The butler who followed Li Angzhi closely was hunted.
But why is he here?
It was the middle of the night, so it would be too much of a coincidence to say it was an accidental encounter.
What's more, Liehuo and Li Angzhi are members of the Li family and are involved with the East German base, so this encounter is even more intriguing.
But what was even more strange was that Jiang Changyi found that his mental scan could not see through the bandage on Liehuo's face, and he could not see his true appearance.
Jiang Changyi glanced at Huang Yiying, left a package, and used a mental link to tell him to leave quietly and quickly. Then he followed the hunted man directly.
He wasn't worried about being assassinated, since it was just a clone anyway.
If Liehuo appeared here on purpose, then Huang Yiying would be the more dangerous one, because this means that the connection between Huang Yiying and Jiang Changyi has been exposed.
Zong Qiong suddenly appeared: "If you have been exposed, it will not just be prey."
[Conclusion: This is a private invitation from your secret crush, Li Angzhi.]
Jiang Changyi: [...Could you please stop giving my friends random nicknames?]
Zong Qiong said nothing.
Now was not the time to criticize Zong Qiong, so Jiang Changyi quickly followed Liehuo, crossed the streets, and finally arrived in front of a musical instrument store.
Hunter stood at the door, opened it, and bowed in welcome.
Obviously, Zong Qiong's guess was correct. This was a private meeting with Li Angzhi.
Since I'm here now, it's just a clone anyway. I have no worries and no fear of falling into a trap. There's nothing to be afraid of if I go and see it.
Zong Qiong: [If he wanted to harm you, he wouldn't have lured you here.]
Jiang Changyi: [? Why are you still here?]
After cutting off the spiritual connection with Zong Qiong, Jiang Changyi walked into the music store.
“~”
When the door closed, a chord sounded above my head.
Looking up, I saw a clever idea designed by the owner. A ukulele was installed on the door frame. The opening and closing of the door would activate the plucking device. The chord would be played forward when the door was opened and backward when the door was closed.
The door closed and the crisp music echoed in the shop.
There were no lights on, only the dim white moonlight shining into the store through the glass.
Li Angzhi sat in front of the piano, as if he didn't see Jiang Changyi. He stared blankly at the floor-to-ceiling window, not knowing what he was thinking.
He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater today, the collar of which slightly reached his protruding Adam's apple. Under the white moonlight, his facial features were also covered with condensed colors.
This person is like a work of art, always so flawless. No matter how you look at him, you can't find any faults. Instead, you can appreciate his beauty in all aspects.
Li Angzhi is so beautiful, whether it is his appearance, personality or words and deeds, he is so beautiful that it makes people feel ashamed of themselves. He is like a lotus that can be admired from afar but not touched.
Jiang Changyi didn't say anything, because looking at the floor-to-ceiling window, he also remembered some things.
He would pass this road on his way to and from get off work, from school to the Black Horse Club.
Li Angzhi likes music and shares similar interests with the owner of this music store. He often plays the piano in this music store.
Looking at Li Angzhi's gaze, Jiang Changyi already understood a lot of things.
…
On that rainy day when they shared an umbrella, Jiang Changyi and Li Angzhi were very close to each other, so close that Jiang Changyi could smell the orange-pomelo perfume on Li Angzhi.
Walking in heavy rain is always a hassle, and your shoes will inevitably splash water when you step on the ground.
Amidst the clattering, breath-taking footsteps, Jiang Changyi heard Li Angzhi's whisper:
"You don't have to work part-time if you want."
Hearing this, Jiang Changyi stopped and stared at Li Angzhi's eyes intently, as if he wanted to see into his heart through those eyes.
What does this sentence mean?
Jiang Changyi didn't want to think about it too much. He knew that the gifts sent by God had been secretly exchanged for a fixed price, and he didn't want to exchange them.
"No, thank you."
Jiang Changyi returned to the dormitory neatly without looking back at Li Angzhi.
In the rain, Li Angzhi quietly looked at Jiang Changyi's back.
That wasn't what he meant, but he didn't explain it either.
Because giving charity without reason is also a humiliation. Both are harmful and there is no difference between the two.
Li Angzhi has a clear understanding of his own destiny.
While his one-in-a-million family conditions brought him a free life, they also invisibly put him in shackles. Just like the saying goes, the gifts given by God actually come with a price tag.
He couldn't stand out, otherwise his two brothers, who were already fighting over each other, would regard him as a thorn in their eyes.
He also cannot be uneducated, because the family needs to establish connections with other families through marriage to consolidate its status, and a playboy is worthless in the eyes of the upper class.
But what is the value of Li Ang's needs?
From the moment he was born, he was destined to become better for the purpose of marriage and could only obey the arrangements and marry the designated person.
So what's the difference between him and a stud dog?
The fate has already been determined.
Li Angzhi knew that he could not give Jiang Changyi a sincere oath and the only future. So, what qualifications did he have to help Jiang Changyi?
Is a relationship destined to tragedy a redemption or a hurt?
Li Angzhi has never figured out this problem.
——Until the end of the world came, a deep and hoarse voice sounded from the depths of his mind, asking him if he was willing to bear eternal pain. In exchange, he could be free from his fate.
Li Angzhi agreed.
The slender fingers fell on the black and white keys, gently striking out moving melodies.
Amidst the melodious piano music, Li Angzhi and Jiang Changyi were communicating rapidly through a spiritual connection.
Li Angzhi: [You shouldn't have come back.]
Jiang Changyi: [Since I'm here.]
Li Angzhi: [I have a request.]
Jiang Changyi: [Speak.]
Li Angzhi: [Next time we meet, please kill me.]
Jiang Changyi was stunned when these words were spoken, but Li Angzhi, the person who said this, was still playing the piano calmly, and his fingers did not make a single mistake.
Jiang Changyi: [Do you think you are a male mantis?]
Li Angzhi: [Remember, you must kill me in front of everyone!]
"Bang!!"
The door of the music store was suddenly smashed into pieces. Wang Shuaihu was like a dissolute madman. Even his clothes were torn to shreds, but his muscles were intact and not even his skin was broken.
The ukulele on the door frame fell off due to the impact, and the brown wood and silver strings shattered on the ground, making an unpleasant mocking sound.
"Hey hey! Jiang Changyi, I caught you again!!"
Wang Shuaihu originally wanted to shake off the Divine Court messenger and rush over immediately, but when he saw Jiang Changyi with his own eyes, he was not in a hurry anymore.
He brushed off the dust and sawdust on his body and walked towards Jiang Changyi step by step.
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