This is an old man dressed in ordinary clothes, there are non-woven pockets on the seat next to him, a plate of fried cakes in front of him did not move a few chopsticks, he used a very slow speed to eat one by one, but his attention was on Sinan, in order to avoid being discovered, he occasionally turned his eyes away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sinan felt that the old man was familiar, but he couldn't remember it, so he remembered the old man's appearance firmly. She felt as if she was making a puzzle, first the vacancy of two gangsters with blurred faces, and now there was a clear-faced old man.

Sinan quickly finished the rice bowl, dragged a tissue to wipe his mouth, got up and went to the counter at the door to find the proprietress to hang the account, at the same time, the old man also left his seat, walked to the counter, side by side with Sinan, took out ten yuan and handed it to the proprietress, said a plate of fried cakes, and settled the bill. The head was almost invisible to Si Nan, Si Nan saw that he glanced at the old man casually and turned his gaze back, and at this time, two middle-aged people, one fat and one thin, happened to pass by at the door of the restaurant, and they nodded while keeping their eyes with the old man and continued to walk away......

Sinan felt a burst of fear in her heart, as if that night was back again, as if she was killed in the next second because she saw the face of the murderer, she interrupted her memories and jumped up from the bed, made sure that the doors and windows were locked again, and then looked at the sunny sky outside the door, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and squatted down against the wall.

Well, she has seen the appearance of the gangster, and there are three faces in the album. Today is Wednesday, she still has three more days, she cheers herself up, don't panic, don't be afraid, it's a big deal, let's hide out first. The mobile phone rang suddenly, making Sinan tremble, she walked to the table and picked up the phone, it was Lin Conghai calling.

Oh, yes, I received a call from Lin Conghai on Wednesday and asked her to come for dinner. She didn't really want to go, but she wasn't sure in her heart, if she changed the trajectory of history, would it attract the butterfly effect and cause the killer to come to the door early? With this in mind, she decided not to make any changes yet. In the coming days, follow everything that has happened, especially those that interact with others, to avoid causing the butterfly effect.

She answered the phone: "Erhai, what's wrong?" -- Not even the dialogue can be changed.

"When I came out to eat at night, the cats and hugs all came, saying that they hadn't been together for a while." - Sure enough, not a word has changed.

"Okay, time and place."

"Old place, skewers. Between 6 and half o'clock, buddy, it doesn't hurt if the time is early or late. ”

"Hmm. See you in the evening. ”

Pressing off the phone, Sinan felt a little more at ease, everything is as usual, and the killing game will not start in advance. She thought about what she had done on Wednesday, looked at the time, got up and boiled water to soak in a bucket of instant noodles. Until the evening, she didn't have any contact with the outside world today, she finished eating instant noodles that day, turned her head and continued to sleep, and then went to masturbate.

Be careful to sail the ship of 10,000 years, be honest if you are not reborn, and the world is the biggest in life. Sinan sucked on instant noodles, and the corners of his eyes roamed around the house: What are those two grandsons looking for? This house was handed down from the ancestors, and it was later taken away, and it was returned to Si Shenzhi after the chaos was rectified, but it was only a part. Once this old house had a back garden, it was so big. Seriously, her family has only lived here for decades again, and even the patio where she has to go to the front house is only a few steps away from a concrete floor, where there is any treasure.

Stuffing the empty instant noodle bucket into the full trash can, Sinan suddenly felt that his life was nothing more than a sigh of breath compared to dying. Zombie. I can't go on like this, otherwise I will be reborn again and have a meaning of chicken feathers? She sighed, calmed down, and pushed the coffee table against the door, blocking it. Close the window, silence your phone, lie back on the bed, and check every frame of your memories like a detective solving a crime.