Chapter 495 The Favorite of the Entertainment Circle (14)
Some time after Xiang Yuan was hospitalized.
Qiao Xi was invited to a private banquet.
The theme this time is masquerade.
It can also be regarded as a routine communication among some second-generation people in their circle.
In the past, Qiao Xi would not attend such banquets, but now that she was invited, she became interested and wanted to interact with people in these circles.
otherwise.
She is too closed and will lose her source of information.
The extremely luxurious banquet is a confrontation between the upper classes.
Everyone in the circle knew each other, and even the few who didn't interact knew each other's names. Those who secretly received the news were only slightly surprised, but they were not too surprised.
after all.
Everyone is basically aware of the atmosphere in the circle.
I have some money and want to pursue excitement.
There's nothing wrong with that.
Only a very small number of wise people can truly stay sober in this prosperous world.
Most of them are laymen.
Who doesn’t want to spend money on paper and gold to buy happiness and ideals?
Most of the people who came here wore half masks, and the women also showed their carefully painted red lips.
The crystal lamp reflects the dazzling light.
The fluttering hem of the dress fell on the clean porcelain-white ground, and the crisp sound of the high heels stepping down elegantly was drowned out by the clinking of glasses and laughter.
Men and women chatted.
The posture is elegant, confident and calm.
Qiao Xi sipped her champagne from a flute, her gaze scanning the crowd. A radiant woman smiled beneath her mask, accepting the compliments of the men around her.
The other side.
There are also women who hold the man's arm like a little bird, leaning against the man with a look of admiration and dependence on her face.
Banquet scene.
It was filled with a strange and unique slightly sweet fragrance, a brand that Qiao Xi had never come across before.
Privately prepared?
Qiao Xi was a little surprised.
As time goes by, the fragrance seems to become sweeter as it penetrates into the nose. It is a dreamy and sweet fragrance like cream.
Qiao Xi also noticed it keenly.
As you inhale more and more of this aroma, the subtle strange feeling in your body becomes stronger.
The hall is a banquet hall.
The winding stairs on both sides lead to the closed guest rooms on the second floor.
People who were originally talking.
After the meal, the smiles on their faces seemed to become less genuine, and they all went upstairs with their male or female companions.
Without companions.
It is to find the person you like at the banquet.
It's like a weird ritual.
It seemed as if everyone was following an unspoken rule, and those who came here were implicitly entering a paradise that would lead them to heaven.
They are all following the rules that they all know tacitly.
But Qiao Xi didn't understand.
After realizing that there was something wrong with the incense, and just as the warm, hazy atmosphere of the banquet was about to reach its climax, she took advantage of the time when the men and women were inviting each other and went straight upstairs.
Qiao Xi also wore a mask.
Beneath the moon-white mask that was pressed against the bridge of her nose were plump, pink lips, and the small exposed white chin also made the side profile of her face hazy.
Stay away from lively parties.
Leaving behind the noisy sounds of conversation, I walked through the second floor where a rich, sweet aroma began to fill the air.
She walked straight up.
At the entrance to the third floor, I saw a locked door and a fence.
Qiao Xi's heart was slightly moved.
She reached out her hand and placed it in front of the locked door. A slight click was heard, and the locked door swung open with a subtle creaking sound.
She walked up the steps.
He completely stepped into the restricted area on the third floor that no one had ever been to.
Qiao Xi closed the door again and locked it again.
Go up to the third floor.
There was only an empty space, with heavy curtains drawn to block out the heavy, damp smell of dust. Mixed with this, the faint fragrance of oil paint lingered in the air for a long time.
An empty floor.
There are no white walls.
Some people just paint boldly, with many mirrors painted on the four walls, and the images reflected in each mirror.
Can vaguely distinguish.
The slender and graceful back of a girl.
In the center of the picture, a girl sits in a room and paints. The painting in her hands depicts a dilapidated hospital.
From a strange, eerie perspective.
Overlooking the hospital.
And in some inconspicuous place, there is a line of small, indistinguishable characters, which I think should be the signature.
Everything in front of me seemed to be rapidly magnified.
Qiao Xi was stunned.
She stood at the entrance to the third floor, looking at the walls of the entire floor. Suddenly, another memory that she had buried came to mind.
That figure.
It's so familiar.
How could Qiao Xi not recognize that the figure painted on the wall was herself?
only.
Such a scene should not appear here, let alone at this time, in this world that is not involved in any supernatural things.
In the painting.
Each mirror was a broken one, but without exception, her silhouette was vaguely outlined in each one.
Only the center of the picture.
is the clearest.
The painting gives people a strong sense of oppression at the first sight. It is full of ominousness and weirdness. The painter seems to have greedily poured some morbid emotions into it.
One stroke after another.
What is depicted is not only her figure, but also the morbid obsession and pursuit of her.
[Why is the painting of the fourth world here? ]
The Little Black Cat System also let out a light "eh".
This was the first time that Qiao Xi experienced the Heartthrob script that it was in charge of. At that time, Qiao Xi's ability was predictive painting, which allowed her to predict a person who would die in this round of the game when the game was about to begin.
Now.
The collapse script is a combination of the relatively normal scripts of the Black Cat system.
Evolved.
It’s hard to say what kind of weird script it is.
It's as if the world is out of place.
Everything was piled together. Qiao Xi looked at her back on the wall, then at the stairs leading to the fourth floor in the darkness.
No hesitation.
She walked up the stairs and went to the fourth floor.
There was only a balcony and a solitary room. A dim light streamed through the slightly ajar door. As if anticipating her arrival, the door opened a crack at the sound of her footsteps.
It's like a silent invitation.
Qiao Xi pushed the door open and walked in.
The view before him was quickly filled with the dense array of screens arrayed throughout the room. Every monitor was operating, broadcasting surveillance footage from somewhere unknown.
And in the very middle.
The screen that was projected on it was also the largest, and the scene that was projected was exactly the scene of the banquet.
Automatic jump.
It switched to the second floor, and Qiao Xi saw herself going upstairs. Then it jumped again, switching to the third floor.
Qiao Xi also saw it here.
Her back on the screen is exactly the same as in the painting on the wall on the third floor.
Automatically jump again.
She saw herself and pushed open the door.
In front of countless densely packed display screens, the swivel chair made a slight sound and turned slowly.
The man also wore a half mask.
In contrast to Qiao Xi's moon-white mask is his dark gold mask with intricate patterns.
He was dressed very formally.
A formal dress accentuated her broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a black-gloved hand lazily supported her chin. The eyes beneath the mask held a profound gaze, filled with emotions that Qiao Xi couldn't comprehend.
The enthusiasm hidden under the noble and cold appearance.
Brewing quietly.
A long while passed.
Qiao Xi withdrew her gaze from the screen behind him. The man in front of her looked at her, suddenly chuckled, stood up and walked towards her.
The scent of a strange man was approaching.
The darkness in his eyes grew deeper, a dangerous fire ignited faintly. His large hand clamped around the girl's slender wrist, and he almost forcefully pulled Qiao Xi toward him.
Pressing against the man's broad and solid chest.
Qiao Xi raised her eyes and looked over.
His eyes inadvertently swept across the thin lips with a cold curve. The dim light flickering from the screen behind him made his skin look even colder and whiter, closer to an unhealthy and sickly color.
He didn't speak.
But Qiao Xi could feel that this person had observed her closely.
My breathing suddenly became heavier.
Without any warning.
His slender hand with distinct knuckles came around and pressed directly on the back of Qiao Xi's head. He bent down and covered her cold lips with hers, and the dry and soft touch met in an instant. The moment he found the softness between the girl's lips, he was about to entangle with it.
And Qiao Xi noticed his intention.
The girl widened her beautiful eyes as if in surprise and tried to push him away, but he pressed down with greater force, clamping her hand even tighter.
Forced to look up.
To meet this urgent and longing kiss.
Breaths intertwined.
The chaotic breath seemed to be silently pushing up the temperature, gradually becoming scorching hot.
Qiao Xi raised her hand.
She reached under the man's mask, and his deep eyes stared at her quietly, with no intention of stopping her.
“Pah.”
The mask was taken off and fell to the ground.
No more barriers.
The man kissed her without hesitation.
Down along the lips.
Following the girl's beautiful and elegant white neckline, he pressed his thin lips, which were stained with scorching heat, and kissed her, leaving behind distinct and ambiguous marks.
He also took off Qiao Xi's mask.
When the man kissed her collarbone, she reached out to push him away. However, he noticed her move and when she raised her hand, he held her slender hand.
"Isn't Miss Qiao Xi also here to seek excitement?"
The man's low, hoarse chuckle was heard, and his warm breath fell on the girl's fair neck, which was extremely likely to cause a shiver in her nerves.
As if to show one's presence.
He came closer and put his arms around Qiao Xi's waist. His hands slid down and firmly grasped the girl's thighs and pulled her up, letting Qiao Xi climb onto his neck and hug him tightly.
But he is just like this.
The meticulously buttoned front of the chest and the crisp dress that follows the fitted lines make the man's figure look even more handsome and tall.
He dragged Qiao Xi's two big hands.
He stabilized the girl's center of gravity and held her against the door panel, which made the distance between Qiao Xi and him even closer.
"Stimulate?"
Qiao Xi put her arms around his neck and looked into the man's eyes.
This face.
Somewhat familiar.
Hidden beneath his pride and arrogance was his undisguised fanaticism for her, as well as his intense greed as if he wanted to devour Qiao Xi alive. His ambition was almost blatantly written in his almost indifferent pupils.
at last.
Qiao Xi could only find some information about the person in front of him in an interview abroad.
Single word strategy.
He had no surname, but was rumored to be the heir to an ancient family, a prince with connections in both the underworld and the underworld. However, his public identity was the chairman of a certain group, a position of great power at a young age.
therefore.
He became the hottest figure and was the first to be reported and interviewed.
but.
So far, he has only accepted one interview and has declined all others. Naturally, there is very little information about his background.
But the most widely circulated.
Or... the rumor that he suffers from a rare, incurable disease.
This also leads to.
His health wasn't very good, and he wasn't into women. Early on, there were even rumors that he wasn't good enough.
later.
These sounds gradually disappeared from this world without making any splash.
And now.
The man held her like this and pressed her against the door panel, asking for a kiss. Qiao Xi wrapped her arms around his strong and sturdy waist, but because there was still a distance between them and because of the clothes, they couldn't stand each other.
Couldn't notice anything.
"Mr. Ce, are you feeling well?"
Qiao Xi extended her index finger and gently pressed it against the man's lips. She lowered her beautiful eyes, concealing the emotions in her sight, and asked this.
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