Under the warm orange light, Ye Fan watched the 'woman' raise her head with her own eyes, and the moment she saw her face clearly, it was like a thunderbolt on top of her head on a sunny day, causing her scalp to explode, and her whole body was electrocuted by a strong current.

That 'woman' is actually Zhao Rui?!

He was wearing a women's red nightdress, a wig like Aunt Li's hairstyle before her death, light makeup on his face, and even his walking and mannerisms were exactly the same as Aunt Li's.

This strange scene is terrifying and penetrating.

Ye Fan resisted the urge to scream and hid in the shadows, she didn't forget that she was almost discovered by Zhao Rui during the day.

Zhao Rui turned on the kitchen light, took out eggs, frozen pork and vegetables from the refrigerator, and said to himself with a smile on his face: "Make you a bowl of Yangchun noodles, okay?"

Is Zhao Rui crazy? Who is he talking to?

As soon as this thought flashed through Ye Fan's mind, he saw that the gentle smile on Zhao Rui's face had become his usual normal appearance, and he nodded his nose dotingly and said, "Okay, as long as it is made by Jing'er, I love to eat it." ”

When the words fell, he twisted his waist again and stood happily in front of the stove to get busy.

His movements are very skillful and gentle, his tail finger is still slightly cocked, and his every move is the appearance of his wife Li Qiaojing.

"Ah, I'm running out of salt at home, remember to remind me to buy it tomorrow. ”

"You, I reminded you yesterday, I saw that you forgot again, tomorrow I will go to the supermarket after school, what else do you need to add to the house?"

......

Zhao Rui's voice changed to talk to himself, like a homely conversation between an ordinary couple, if it is a man and a woman, in this situation, it will make people feel warm.

But if there is only one woman and a man, it will only make people feel creepy.

One person plays two roles? Zhao Rui is schizophrenic?

In the middle of the night, although it was very infiltrating, but so affectionate, Ye Fan's eyes couldn't help but sour, and he sighed in his heart, now he hopes that her guess is wrong, and Teacher Zhao is not a murderer.

However, looking at it, Ye Fan gradually realized that something was wrong.

When Zhao Rui turned into Li Qiaojing, the shadow projected on the ground actually loomed, and when it appeared, it looked like a distorted black shadow, and it didn't look like a man's shadow on the curve.

When he made Zhao Rui's normal actions, the shadows on the ground were very normal.

I've never heard of schizophrenia that even shadows can split and change.

Zhao Rui is not schizophrenic.

Ye Fan looked at the seeping scene in front of him, his deep eyes flashed with hesitation, and the next second turned into perseverance.

She floated out of the window and into the apartment through the closed window.

Suddenly, she felt that the temperature in the apartment was extremely low, like an ice cave, however, Zhao Rui was wearing a sleeveless women's skirt with suspenders, and she didn't feel as cold as ice at all.

At this moment, Zhao Rui, who put Yangchun noodles in the pot, suddenly turned around, his face twisted like an oil painting by Gao Biso, and then a snow-white woman's face protruded from his distorted face, and the two faces were twisted together.

"Who are you?" said male and female voices intersecting.

Looking at the two distorted faces of the man and the woman, Ye Fan's hair stood on end again, and he shivered fiercely, and the cold sweat broke out.

Although the woman's face was twisted and entangled with Zhao Rui's, she still recognized it.

It's Li Qiaojing, that's Li Qiaojing's face.