"and the one with the beard, which feels very chewy." Then came the sound of swallowing on the phone, "Director Mu, you have to hurry up, we are all starving!"

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The boy with the dog in his arms?

Su Qingxing subconsciously picked up his thoughts from the sofa, and then looked down at the thoughts in his arms. Was it him he was talking about on the phone?

The little snow wolf lying in Su Qingxing's arms narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head and looked in a certain direction of the glass wall.

Everyone in Murong's office was silent, and the whole room was quiet for a moment, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing.

"Liu, Boss Liu, don't joke." Murong laughed reluctantly. "Human meat is not as delicious as steak. Shall I treat you to a big dinner after work?"

Su Qingxing has been watching Murong's expression, but the strong-looking woman looks as if she is about to cry, as if she is trying to pray that Mr. Liu is just joking on the other end of the phone.

Obviously, it was fine before, but from the moment Murong saw this Liu, something seemed to be wrong.

"Murong, have you forgotten who single-handedly promoted you?" Boss Liu's vicious voice came from the phone, "is it too much to ask you how many people you want to eat now?"

Su Qingxing saw that Qin Guan had taken the axe back into his hand and made a vigilant gesture.

"Boom!"

A loud noise came as if something had hit the glass wall of Murong's office! Even the shutters covered with glass walls trembled.

Su Qingxing immediately took a step back and retreated to the rear of everyone. But at that time, everyone else also stepped back, and it seemed that the farther away from the Tackle glass wall, the safer it would appear.

"Murong, we are starving to death!" The voice of Mr. Liu continued to be heard on the speakerphone, "We're going to have a big meal!"

"bang!" Murong hung up the phone at once and took several steps back like everyone else.

Su Qingxing noticed that when Murong retreated, she was still holding the remote control of the switch blinds.

"what's going on out there?" When everyone was silent, the birch asked with interest, "Don't you want to see it?" It's a pity that Sister Mu was the only one who saw it in the bathroom. "

Everyone looked at the birch with incredible eyes.

Although Betula platyphylla is a little neurotic sometimes, most of the time it will put on a shell of humility to hide its inner madness.

But now.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" The birch smiled disapprovingly.

"Murong is not in the right state to open the door." The person who spoke was Su Qingxing, who had never expressed his opinion.

"Boom!" Another loud bang of Tackle came.

Then, a loud voice roared out directly outside the door: "Murong!" We're hungry! Hand over the man! "

That hysterical voice belongs to Mr. Liu, and there are a lot of echoing voices around you who keep shouting

"I'm so hungry!"

"I'm so hungry!"

"We are so hungry!"

"We're going to have a big meal!"

Su Qingxing noticed that Murong's hands were trembling and his face was a little pale, and it was obvious that he had reached a certain tipping point.

The glass wall was sounded by Tackle all the time, one after another, which made Murong's expression more and more painful, and even her eyes began to turn slightly red.

Who on earth is that Boss Liu?

"Murong." Su Qingxing clasped his thoughts in his hands and suddenly tightened his fingerbones, which had been very relaxed. "Mr. Qin said, if you are afraid, close your eyes."

The beautiful and exquisite teenager stood in front of Murong, and the black eyes looked at her earnestly, with no falsehood and twists and turns in his eyes, but sincerely hoped that through such a small way, Murong would no longer be so afraid.

Su Qingxing is not as tall as death, but it is almost as tall as Murong in high heels. Wearing a well-fitting school uniform, temperament also appears as quiet as water.

When such Su Qingxing held the little snow wolf in his arms and looked at Murong, Murong was also slightly stupefied.

A few seconds later, Murong rubbed her eyes that were a little red, but never cried, and tried to smile to Su Qingxing and said, "Thank you, brother Qingxing. I'm fine. I might cry if I close my eyes."

"Miss Mouda, this is not like you!" Qin Guan walked in front of the ladies and teenagers with an axe in his cigarette, and then looked back with the same clumsy challenge as before. "you are a tall man who can make ghosts cry with a heel, but now you have turned into Lin Daiyu?"

"you are Lin Daiyu!" I don't know if the "comfort" of Su Qingxing and Qin Guan had an effect. Although the glass wall was still constantly Tackle, Murong glared at Qin Guan with spirit.

"I'm Jia Baoyu." Qin Guan, with his cigarette in his mouth, was full of shame.

"squint!" Murong glared at Qin Guan.

"grumpy girl!" Qin Guan also refused to budge.

Although the two enemies were tit-for-tat there, the atmosphere was a little more relaxed than before.

On the other side, no matter how strong the glass wall is, under the Tackle again and again will make people question its durability.

So when the shaking of the blinds intensified, Murong took a deep breath and suddenly said, "that Boss Liu, that Liu, is my boyfriend."

The next second, all eyes were focused on Murong.

Su Qingxing tried to remember what Mr. Liu looked like, but he really couldn't remember what the man looked like.

"what are you looking at?" Murong opened her eyes wide. "Sister, I am not young, I have a successful career, and I am not ugly. What's wrong with having a boyfriend?" Isn't it strange not to have a boyfriend? "

"wait, remember, sister, I got promoted by my own efforts. I have nothing to do with that man surnamed Liu, and we are almost breaking up, understand?." Murong immediately added that the original tension and forbearance on her face also relaxed a lot.

"so are we going to stay here and talk?" Birch's voice came again somewhat abruptly, and the smiling boy tilted his head and said, "I want to go first."

As she said that, the birch really turned around and walked to the gate of Murong's office and turned the doorknob hard.

"click." The door was completely unresponsive, and no matter how the birch opened it, the office door was still tightly closed.

"all the main switches in my office can be controlled by this remote control." Murong waved the remote control, which she had used to close the shutters of the glass wall, but did not expect that such a small remote control could still control the door lock.

"Open the door, please." The smile on the birch's face disappeared. "I really don't want to play anymore."

"aren't you afraid?" It was still Su Qingxing who opened his mouth. "if you go out, you may be eaten."

"No." The expression on the birch's face was extremely confident. "because I am the bride of death, I will not die in the first place!"

White birch is sick again.

"the result hasn't come yet, and no one knows who death's bride is." Su Qingxing walked to the birch with thoughts in her arms, "Brother Bai, if the bride of death …". No, what about you? "

At this moment, for the first time, two teenagers who felt a little similar stood face to face for the first time.

One is Betula platyphylla, a smiling teenager, a pure white shirt, handsome and clean, but sometimes frightening. In the heart of Betula platyphylla, he is the bride of death, so he will not die, nor will he fail, and he is self-confident to a terrible degree.

The other is Su Qingxing, a young man in a college uniform, quiet and delicate, but the most daring one in the team. Many people worry that Su Qingxing is the first person in the team to fail. However, do not know if it is because of meeting thoughts, Su Qingxing's mood seems to have gradually relaxed, and the whole person is coming out little by little.

The two teenagers stood face to face, and the birch still smiled and said to Su Qingxing in a tone so sweet that something was wrong. "what did you just say, Mr. Su?"

"what if death's bride is not you?" Su Qingxing asked again with an indifferent look on his face.

Seeing the confrontation between the two teenagers, Murong and Qin Guan were a little surprised. After all, Su Qingxing was originally so timid, but now he argued with the birch head on.

Dewey, who had not spoken much, looked at the two teenagers with very complicated eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"who else could it be besides me?" Bai Hua opened her eyes wide and could not laugh. "is it that old woman Murong, or Su Qingxing, you coward?"

"what?!" Murong was ready to rush over at that time, but she was grabbed by Qin Guan next to her.

"do you have any idea how much it cost me to come here?" White birch suddenly said something inexplicable, "I thought death and I were the only ones in this world, but I didn't expect to have you as a foil and encumbrance!" You have no idea how I feel. "

"maybe I know." Su Qingxing's expression was as calm as ever.

"you can't possibly know!" The birch shouted with nothing, "now as long as I go out, as long as I am safe under the attack of those monsters outside, I can prove to you that I am the bride of death!" Murong, open the door and let me out! "

"you will die." Su Qingxing sighed slightly.

"if you knew the price I paid, maybe you wouldn't think so." A smile appeared on the birch's face again, which was creepy and sweet.

"as a matter of fact, I do know." Su Qingxing looked at the birch. "you deceived your friend and asked him to 'sacrifice' to death with you." But in the ceremony, a friend committed suicide and sacrificed himself to death as a blood sacrifice? "

Sacrifice?

kill oneself?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Even birch stared at Su Qingxing in shock.

"you. How do you know? "

"are you right to know me? As a matter of fact, you have known me from the very beginning. Are you also a student of Fan Yang Middle School? "

Bai Hua obviously did not guess the mysterious truth hidden in Su Qingxing, but thought that Su Qingxing was his classmate.

"sort of." Although Su Qingxing didn't like Betula platyphylla, before the trial was over, he said, "your thing is really famous at school."

Trainees generally do not remember their own cause of death, and birch can remember, perhaps because the obsession is too fanatical.

"then you should know why I am so confident." The birch became more and more excited. "I'm obviously dead, but now I'm standing here, that is to say, someone has brought me back to life!"

"No, it is impossible for human beings to do this at all. Death is the only one who can do this!" The familiar fanaticism reappeared on the birch's face. "if I'm not the bride of death, why did he bring me back to life?"