The second floor of the bar was his dwelling, and also the most mysterious place of the Reindeer Bar. Since the birth of this bar, only two stunning women had followed Shen Xun to the second floor. Everyone said that whoever could enter the second floor of the bar with Shen Xun would become his new favorite.
Ye Qingxue had also heard of this rumor. As she looked at Shen Xun's slender back, her heart was filled with nervousness, and her palms began to sweat, while at the same time feeling some indescribable excitement.
Would she become the third woman to climb onto Shen Xun's bed?
Her mind was full of unrealistic thoughts, her cheeks blushing involuntarily, and she felt like her steps were unsteady. Just as Shen Xun was about to reach the spiral staircase to the second floor of the bar, a woman dressed in a gaudy and heavy make-up, named Zhang Cai, suddenly slammed the table and walked quickly over with her eyes fixed on Shen Xun.
"Shen Xun! I have both money and a good figure. My pursuers line up all the way to France. Do you think I am invisible? I spent a week with you, and you ignored me. Now you want to pick up a student?"
Afterwards, she looked at Ye Qingxue with a sneer on her face, "Little sister, have you finished your homework and come out to imitate people? Why don't you look at yourself in the mirror and see what you look like?"
Pausing a bit, her gaze shifted back to Shen Xun, as proud as a peacock opening its screen, confident to say, "Shen Xun, whether it's my figure or my appearance, look carefully, where am I not better than her?"
At Shen Xun's words, his steps halted, then he turned his head and glanced up and down at her, with a light and disdainful gaze as if he could see through her.
The next moment, his mouth slowly curved up.
"Areyou saying that your nose is better than hers, with cheap and low-grade hyaluronic acid? Or those two silicone gel-filled breasts that are nauseating? Or is it the counterfeit Gucci coat made in a small workshop you wear?"
"Hmm, so cheap and low-grade."
After a pause, Shen Xun's curled mouth bore a trace of contempt.
"Now, tell me where do you get that kind of self-confidence from?"
As his voice fell, Zhang Cai's beautiful eyes widened, her face mocking. She stepped back like she had seen a ghost, her mouth agape for a while without a word.
"Get out, you're bothering me."
Shaking his head, Shen Xun walked up the spiral staircase step by step. Halfway through, his footsteps halted again, and a voice, indifferent and somewhat playful, rang out, "Naive little sheep, why are you still standing there?"
At the mention of "little sheep," Ye Qingxue, who was previously devastated, shuddered. Was he talking about me?
Ye Qingxue shook, stuttering, "Com-coming."
Upon arriving on the second floor of the Reindeer Bar, there was only one bedroom. The bedroom was very clean and simple, with a black bed in the center, a glass water cup on the bedside, and a black clock hung on one side of the wall.
On the other side of the wall were several paintings inlaid with strange characters, including a little boy smoking a pipe with a flat expression, Solomon with black flowing blood, and a vertical pupil full of bloodshot veins like a black hole.
Unknowingly, Ye Qingxue felt a bit pressed when she entered this bedroom.
"Shen...Shen Xun, did you paint all these?"
Shen Xun nodded, and over the years, he had earned a lot of money, but a large portion of that money had gone into painting.
Then the atmosphere fell into silence, leaving only Ye Qingxue's increasingly rapid and nervous breathing. She forced herself to look up, feeling a little overwhelmed, yet also looking forward to seeing Shen Xun's reaction. In her eyes, Shen Xun's face did not show any signs of the expected movements.
Shen Xun tilted his head and said with a smirk, "Ye Qingxue, I have something to tell you. But before that, let me show you a magic show that exists in real life."
Snap.
Shen Xun took the glass from the bedside and threw it in the air, then snapped his fingers. In an instant, no one saw anything. In Shen Xun's eyes appeared an ancient clockwise clock that moved counterclockwise!
In that moment, the world seemed to have changed.
"Hmm? Seems... no different?"
Ye Qingxue was dazed for a moment, believing that Shen Xun was just kidding her. Suddenly, her pupils sharply contracted, and a look of terror spread across her face. No! She realized the circular clock the wall had stopped rotating abruptly when she fell into a deep obsession—something she noticed when walking into the bedroom!
This wasn't all; what shocked her the most was that the glass that Shen Xun dropped was falling, but it suddenly froze in mid-air, suspended in space as if frozen in time. As well as the blues music playing in the bar, even the distant sound of car horns, as well as many more, all froze in place!
It felt like time had come to a halt.
Suddenly, Ye Qingxue turned her head to look at Shen Xun who was calm and composed, trembling and looking at him with shock on her face.
How was this possible?!!!
The next moment.
A deep, hoarse voice rang slowly in her ear.
"I have walked from the night to the dawn..."
"I have walked from the wilderness to the prosperity..."
"I have seen through all the vicissitudes of the world..."
"In the long river of time, I have seen human suffering, seas turning to mulberry fields..."
"My only purpose is to buy time from the world and sell time to the world."
Puh!!
At the next moment, Ye Qingxue saw Shen Xun take a step forward and stand in front of her, with his hands open and pressed against her head. The corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards, and the eerie voice rang out above her head:
"So..."
"Are you willing to sell your time to me?"
Ye Qingxue trembled all over, even if she was stupid she knew that she was face to face with extraordinary power!
"I... I..."
She opened her mouth, her eyes with a hint of fear, but more than that, it was excitement!
Who didn't have extraordinary dreams when they were young?
And now, she witnessed the extraordinary with her own eyes!
"Shen... Shen Xun, may I ask how much time I have remaining?"
Taking a deep breath, Ye Qingxue tried to maintain a hint of reason and cautiously asked.
"Of course."
Shen Xun smiled slightly, like the king of hell, pronouncing the lifespan of humanity, and said:
"Ye Qingxue, 19 years old, remaining lifespan 74 years, 27 days, 16 hours, 33 minutes and 59 seconds."
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