第831章 意外

    “味道……灭蜡烛……”

    宁秉宇再度重复，每一个字都像是从胸腔深处挤出来，带着破碎的喘息。

    药效的作用让宁秉宇额角青筋暴起，死死盯着那些摇曳的红色蜡烛。

    当初荣昭南让他查的某种蜡烛……

    楚红玉哪里能想到这房间里暗藏玄机。

    她只当宁秉宇是嫌房间气氛太暧昧，毕竟这满屋子女人味和浓郁香水气混在一起，让她闻着都头晕难受。

    “大少，先别管蜡烛了，咱们出去再说，这味确实冲。”

    楚红玉好声好气地一边劝着宁秉宇，一边利索......

    NinhOrdnerstoodfrozeninthecenteroftheroom,hiseyesfixedintentlyontheflickeringredcandles.Hischestheavedwithlaboredbreathsasifeveryounceofenergyhadbeendrainedfromhisbody.Theairaroundhimseemedtothickenwithtension,andtheshadowscastbythecandlesappearedtogrowlongerandmoremenacing.

    Hismindwasajumbleofemotions,histhoughtsracingwithmemoriesofthepastfewdays.Hecouldn‘tshakeoffthefeelingthatsomethingwasoff,thattherewasmoretothissituationthanmettheeye.Thewords“drownedinwax“echoedinhismindlikeamantra,eachrepetitionmakingitfeelmorereal.

    Suddenly,thecandlesseemedtoleanincloser,theirflamesdancingwithanotherworldlyenergy.NinhOrdnerfeltashiverrundownhisspineasherealizedthatthesewerenoordinarycandles.Theyseemedtobeimbuedwithapowerthatwasbothcaptivatingandterrifying.

    “Stop,“hewhispered,hisvoicebarelyaudibleoverthesoundofhisownbreathing.“You‘renotgoingtofoolmeagain.“

    Theroomfellsilent,theonlysoundthesoftcrackleofthecandles.NinhOrdner‘seyesnarrowedashetookineverydetailofhissurroundings.Theairwasthickwiththescentofrosesandjasmine,butitdidn‘tmasktheunderlyingaromaofdecay.

    Heturnedhisattentionbacktothecandles,hisgazeburningwithanintensefocus.Ashelookedatthem,theflamesseemedtogrowhigher,castingeerieshadowsonthewalls.NinhOrdnerfeltathrillrunthroughhimasherealizedthatthesecandleswerenotjustmeredecorations.

    Theywereakey.

    Asmallsmileplayedonhislipsashereachedoutatremblinghandtotouchoneofthecandles.Assoonashemadecontactwithit,theflameseemedtoleaphigher,castingawarmglowovertheroom.NinhOrdnerfeltasurgeofenergyflowthroughhim,andsuddenly,hewasfloodedwithvisionsofthepast.

    Hesawhimselfstandinginthisveryroom,hiseyeslockedonafigureshroudedinshadows.Thefigurespokeinalow,huskyvoice,itswordsdrippingwithmalice.

    “You‘llneverescapeme,“itsaid.

    NinhOrdner‘svisionblurredashestumbledbackward,hishandflyingtohisforehead.Hecollapsedontothenearestchair,gaspingforbreathastheroomspunaroundhim.

    “Whatjusthappened?“asoftvoiceasked,concernetchedintoeveryword.

    Heopenedhiseyestofindhimselffacetofacewithawomanwholookedlikeshehadsteppedoutofadream.Herskinwassmoothandunlined,herhairdarkandluscious.Astrandofsilkcascadeddownherbacklikeawaterfall,andherlipswerepaintedadeepshadeofcrimson.

    “Whoareyou?“NinhOrdnercroaked,histhroatparched.

    “I‘m...I‘mLian,“shesaid,hervoicebarelyaboveawhisper.“Andyouare?“

    NinhOrdner‘smindwasstillreelingfromthevisionshehadjustexperienced.HestruggledtoformcoherentwordsashegazedatLian,tryingtoplaceherinhismemories.

    Butsomethingdidn‘tfeelright.

    Theairseemedtovibratewithtension,andNinhOrdnercouldsensethattherewasmoretothissituationthanmettheeye.