Luo Qiu thought it would take a few more days, but he hadn't expected Tu Jiaqing to come to the club again just as he was preparing to go home.
Tu Jiaqing looked much worse... Most notably, after she had cried and wiped off her eyeshadow, it had turned into an awkward smoky-eye look.
Luo Qiu had You Ye pour out half a glass from the pitcher of cocktail she had mixed but not finished, replacing the floral tea usually served to guests.
Tu Jiaqing remained silent until the brown cocktail was placed in front of her. Then she suddenly raised the glass and drained it in one gulp.
"What... are you people?"
Luo Qiu had asked himself that question before as well. After several more deals, he had gradually found an answer, so he said softly, "We're probably not good people, but we can fulfill the wishes in your heart."
Tu Jiaqing looked at Luo Qiu, then at You Ye, and finally at everything in the club. She suddenly gritted her teeth, pulled a black card from her pocket, and said, "I threw it away once, but it appeared in front of me again. I walked away... yet it quietly ended up in my pocket. You... aren't ordinary people."
"Are you feeling better?" Luo Qiu suddenly asked.
Tu Jiaqing froze.
She had felt a slight tremor ever since entering. After the alcohol reached her stomach, it seemed to turn into a warm current. She nodded instinctively.
The strange events that had occurred that night made her begin to feel awe toward this mysterious power hidden in the darkness. Yet this place seemed like a machine capable of infinitely magnifying the desires in people's hearts.
"I want to become my sister... Tu Jiaya. Can you do that?" she said, half-dazed