Chapter 652: The Feeling of Torture Nerves
"No!" Mu Qi shook his head, put the stone back in place, and said mysteriously: "This stone is very important, it is ......"
"Lin Jiayu gave it to you?" I frowned and looked at her, except for Lin Jiayu who gave her, I really couldn't figure out who else could be so precious as an ordinary stone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Mu Qi smiled and didn't speak, his face was a little shy.
I probably know it in my heart.
"Rest, I'm so tired. He sat beside Mu Qi with his head resting on her shoulder.
"Qiange, ......what do you say" Mu Qi hesitated for a moment and continued: "I'm stalking like this, will Xiao Lin Lin be annoyed by me?"
I opened my mouth, swallowing the words I almost spoke, and replied, "I don't know." ā
"Alas~" Mu Qi sighed silently, dragged me up from the sofa, and dragged me into the room: "Let's go, sleep!"
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When I woke up the next day, Mu Qi had already gone to work, and I was the only one at home. The head is dizzy, and the whole body is weak.
Yan Qi gave me three days off, and when I was idle at home, I suddenly felt like a wasted person who couldn't do anything.
I just brewed a cup of instant coffee, sat on the small balcony and basked in the sun, too lazy to relax once. Smelling the fragrance of gardenias and the warm sunlight shining on your body is indeed a pleasure.
'Buzz~' The mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrated a few times, and when I opened it, it was an unfamiliar message.
When I clicked on the message, my heart suddenly missed half a beat, my hand trembled violently, and the phone almost slipped from my hand and fell to the ground......
Message content: White T-shirt and black pants, simple dress, very suitable for you.
I looked down at my clothes, who the hell was it, how would I know what I was wearing today?
Suddenly there was a panic in my heart, and a sense of uneasiness about being watched was like a flood of beasts, surging towards me, overwhelming me.
After sitting in place for a few seconds, he quickly stood up and looked around vigilantly. The high-rise building opposite, the downstairs, and the rooftop opposite......
As far as the eye could see, I took a closer look at everything.
Who the hell is it?
I clutched the phone in my hand and slowly stepped back away from the balcony......
Because I was too nervous and too hard, my fingertips were a little white.
When I got back inside, I quickly closed the windows and closed the curtains.
After everything was done, I went back to the sofa and sat down, feeling a little uneasy. The surroundings fell silent for a moment, and only the sound of the clock turning on the wall could be heard......
'Da-da-da-da-' was like a countdown to death, which made me even more flustered. For the first time, I felt like a single tree floating on the sea, directionless, helpless, and didn't know who to rely on.
Suddenly, the phone vibrated twice. It's still the same number just now, new information.
I hesitated, my slightly trembling fingers slowly clicking on the message......
The black wall clock on the wall is beautiful, 10:55. ā
I jerked my head back and fixed my eyes on the wall clock at 10:55, the black clock ......
This nerve-torturing sensation is driving me crazy!
I jerked to my feet and looked around warily: "Who?
Could it be a corpse?
There was nothing but silence in response, a silence like death.
Like a madman, he stood in the living room and looked around in panic, shouting loudly: "Who the hell is it, don't pretend to be a ghost!"
"Buzz~" The phone screen lit up again, and this time, I didn't turn the phone on immediately.