Chapter 2: Please close your eyes

Roll turned on the lamp and pulled out a bunch of photo albums from the drawer.

People who know her say that she has recently contracted a strange problem, holding a mobile phone every day, and taking pictures of people non-stop, not only taking acquaintances, but also like to shoot strangers, and the accumulated photos are sent to the photo studio to be printed, accumulating one photo album after another.

It's not that she suddenly got a photo disease, it's that these photo albums are useful to her.

I selected the photo album marked with the company, flipped through the scrolls, and turned to the one where the company's spring outing took a group photo.

The boss's ex-wife, Li Anna, rarely appears in the company, let alone takes photos with their group of employees, and this spring outing photo is a rare one.

The photo is a snapshot, and inside is the moment when Li Anna opened the car door and was about to get into the car.

After turning off the lamp, she shoved the photo under her pillow, then lay down on it, and muttered to herself: "It's dark, please close your eyes......"

Now the time is a quarter past three in the evening, ten minutes later, in a high-end villa in City A, "Li Anna" slowly opened her eyes.

She was first startled by the handsome blonde man lying next to her, and rolled off the bed with a roll, and the handsome man on the bed muttered a sentence in English, but she couldn't understand, so she could only reply indiscriminately: "WC." โ€

The handsome man said a few more words behind her, and finally suddenly changed to proficient Chinese: "The toilet is not over there." โ€

"......," Li Anna replied, "I have a cramp in my foot, so I can walk around twice." โ€

The blonde man laughed, and the laughter was very good, like a violin playing in the night.

Anna Li...... No, it should be said that Curly began to wander around the villa.

Ever since she started playing the game "Keep Your Eyes Closed at Dark", she accidentally gained a special skill, and after falling asleep at night, she would randomly enter another person's body and wake up as another person, as if the player in the game was randomly assigned an identity before the game started.

It's just that the identities in the game are very simple, civilians, killers, and policemen.

In reality, the identities are much richer, elite men in shopping malls, squatting at home with waste materials, white-skinned and beautiful flight attendants, elderly people and children who can't take care of themselves......

She even became an old man who was about to be cremated once, when she clung to the coffin board, stared wide-eyed and kept breathing, and it took half an hour for her to faint. Later, after investigation, it was found that the family did not want to take care of the old man, so they falsified the death history, and if they could be cremated, it would be a hundred, and if they woke up, they would blackmail the funeral home.

Juan Juan had palpitations, and after waking up, he racked his brains and did countless practical things, and finally found a safe sleeping position a month ago.

It's about pressing someone's picture under the pillow and she can become the other person at night.

But there is also a premise, that is, the other party was already asleep at the time, otherwise she would have to become someone else immediately.

For this reason, Juan always slept late to ensure that when she crossed, the other party was already asleep.

This kind of life is very chaotic at first, but after getting used to it, it will feel quite emotional, because compared to others, she can live twice a day, and every night, she can live again with a different identity, a different gender, and a different age, and experience a short period of different life.

But tonight, she wasn't here to experience the life of a hostess.

She's here to find the truth.

"Hah, I found it." After a few circles around the villa, Juan finally found his study, his hands groping around the walls, and finally the light switch, and the crystal chandelier lit up, illuminating the books on the shelves, and the silver laptop on the table.

Juan sat down at his desk, turned on his computer, and logged in to โ–กโ–ก.

To her relief, Anna maintained the habit of most people, and the computers at home were set up to log in automatically, otherwise...... She can turn around and go back to her room to sleep with the little handsome guy.

After โ–กโ–ก logged in, Juan began to rummage through Anna's recent chat history.

Or rather...... Look for her recent haunts.

In the past few years, there has been too much news about Dafang tearing up Xiao San with his bare hands, and Juan Juan didn't want to stand on Xiao San's side, he just wanted to take a look, whether the avenger last night was the boss lady.

As it turned out, she was still too sweet......

She thought that the proprietress would hate Xiao San, but the truth was ......

A team of lawyers has been found.

This group of elegant executioners has drawn up a bunch of plans, such as malicious property transfer investigations, marital infidelity investigations, and so on...... If all these plans come true, then the boss will become poor in the moment of divorce, and most of the car, house, and even most of the company's equity in his name will be transferred to Li Anna.

So the murderer can't be Li Anna......

Because she is not the type to disagree and kill the whole family.

She is the type who doesn't agree with her words and makes the whole family roll up and beg!

Curly silently lit a wax to the boss in his heart, then closed the computer and prepared to go back to sleep.

There's something inconvenient about her ability.

Every time I become someone else, I have to fall asleep or faint before I can return to my body.

So what she is most afraid of running into is insomniac...... and do not sell sleeping pills within a radius of 100 miles.

When he returned to his room, he found that the light in the room was on, and the handsome blonde man in a snow-white bathrobe, with a goblet in his hand and blood-red wine in it, leaned back against the floor-to-ceiling window and smiled back at her.

"You're back." He approached the scroll, his features deep and the face of a half-breed.

Curly noticed that the roots of his hair were brown, and it seemed that he was not born blonde, and there was a high probability that his hair would be dyed.

"What are you looking at, dear?" The blonde half-breed raised his hand and pinched her chin, forcing her to look into her own eyes, which were dark green eyes, like the color of forests and moss that had not shone for many years, with a breathtaking sense of intimidation, as if they were about to stretch out green rattan and entangle people tightly.

If you change the time and place, you will be molested by a handsome guy of this level...... Roll roll never resists!

Seeing the kiss marks on the other party's neck, she frowned and felt a little sick to her stomach.

Although she likes beautiful men, she will never put down her mouth when others have eaten. So he stretched out his hand to push him away, and said, "Wait! I want to go to the toilet again! โ€

Anyway, there should be a bathtub in the toilet, but it really doesn't work, so she will sleep in the bathtub for one night.

The blonde half-breed took a few steps back, looked at her fleeing back with a smile, and suddenly shouted, "The toilet is not over there." โ€

The corners of his mouth twitched: "...... I'll go get some paper. โ€

After that, she ran back to the study, turned off the light, lay down on the mahogany floor, and muttered to herself, "It's dark, please close your eyes and ......"

It's four o'clock in the evening, and half an hour later, in a community apartment in City A, Juan slowly opens his eyes.

Turning the pillow over, the photo that was pressed under the pillow has changed, the car is still there, the door is still open, but the person who opened the door is gone.

"What a waste!" Curly sighed and burned the picture.

A photo can only be used once, and when it's done, the figure on it disappears, leaving only the nearby decorative buildings and the scenery along the way.

After pouring the ashes of the photo into the basket, Juan looked at the clock on the wall, saw that there were still three hours before work, and decided to go back to bed to catch up on sleep.

The moment she closed her eyes, she never thought about it.

Eighteen hours later, she will go from being a spectator of one thing to the protagonist of the next......