Chapter 393: Between Tension and Fantasy

???? who was hit by a car and killed

How is it possible, can't you see it? And the speed of the car in the community, how unalert does Xiao Hei have to be to avoid a car that does not have a speed of five kilometers per hour?

"The intestines are all knocked out." Qiu Tong said as he ate popcorn.

Li Mu seems that these popcorn are the same as Xiao Hei's eyes.

"I'm so hungry, I want to eat, husband, I'm hungry."

"You can order some takeout, I don't know what to eat." Li Mu felt very uncomfortable in his heart, he was not good in the first place, and when he heard that Xiao Hei died, Xu simply fell to a low point.

"Your phone rang many times when you were sleeping, I didn't look at it, you can see for yourself." Qiu Tong said coldly.

It seems that he has not completely come out of the Cold War, and Qiu Tong's attitude towards Li Mu is really not good.

As a result, after Li Mu turned on his mobile phone, he saw a bunch of calls and WeChat messages from assistant director Mark.

Now people are like this, when they look for someone to help, they are anxious, and they can't wait for you to appear in front of him immediately, and everything will join his team immediately.

How is it possible, people are not machines put in the program to run.

But Li Mu couldn't really demand himself with such low standards, he tried to concentrate on reading the contracts sent by the assistant director one by one.

Contracts are basically one of the most difficult "books" in the world to understand, such as mobile phone meal contracts, insurance contracts, broadband contracts, and online copyright contracts.

Another difficult thing to understand is the particularly confusing "manual".

Li Mu is a person who is very good at reading contracts, but tonight he is also a little tired from reading contracts, and he can't wait to continue sleeping.

Looking at the contract, Qiu Tong asked, "Is it good to eat barbecue?" Do you want chicken wings? ”

Li Mu agreed one by one, but in fact, he didn't know what his wife asked.

As soon as he finished reading the contract, Xiaodi's phone call came in and asked with concern, "The assistant director said that he came to you at half past ten, is anyone coming?" ”

"Mark? When did you tell him you came to my house at half past ten? Monkey business. Li Mu was very unhappy and almost angry.

Qiu Tong also found that Li Muda's voice was a little loud at night, so she turned her face to look at her husband and turned back to continue ordering takeout.

On the other end of the phone, An Xiaodi was also confused, this was not what Brother Mu promised, why did it become nonsense.

Li Mu was very unhappy, and a thick fire of war began to burn in his stomach again, and he couldn't wait to reprimand An Xiaodi with his mobile phone.

But thinking of the recent situation of the company, Xiao Di is not easy, many things Li Mu also has to rely on Xiao Di for help, if something happens to Xiao Di at this juncture, Li Mu is simply adding extra difficulty to his task.

Abandoning an S-level teammate, adding extra pressure to yourself, and then finding someone who is not reliable for a while, this kind of thing is not cost-effective, Li Mu, who was born in economics, will definitely not be so stupid.

So in Li Mu's consciousness, he must not have scolded Xiaodi, he opened the refrigerator and took out orange juice, and drank more than 100 milliliters.

When he came back to his senses, he said into the phone: "Then let him come, it's okay, I've finished reading the contract." ”

Xiao Di didn't seem to understand what Li Mu meant, and he seemed to be stuck on another topic, because Xiao Di said, "Ah, didn't you just say that I should go back to this show?" ”

Hung up the phone in a daze, Li Mu returned to the bedroom, and heard his wife say again, "That cat was killed yesterday." ”

"Yesterday?"

"Yes, I was killed last night, but the body was found in the morning, and the workers who swept the floor at 6 o'clock in the morning found it, right in your parking space." Qiu Tong was applying nail polish while casually saying a word.

"Next to my car? Yesterday? ”

Li Mu's mouth tingled, as if Xiao Hei's claws were grasping at his mouth.

He suddenly walked up to Qiu Tong and pressed his wife's shoulders, his eyes red.

Qiu Tong was startled and shouted, "What are you doing, Li Mu, you are insane, I didn't see it when I applied nail polish." ”、、

Li Mu let go of Qiu Tong, shook two steps back, and leaned against the sliding door of the balcony.

"I, I'm thinking, when did we come back yesterday, yesterday?" Li Mu looked at Qiu Tong with begging eyes, hoping that his wife could say something to reassure him.

"What the hell? What are you talking about? Qiu Tong picked up her nail polish and kicked her slippers and walked out of the bedroom.

Li Mu threw himself on the sofa, and the sound of the waves in his head was endless, one after another, and there was some interval at first, but then the sound of the waves continued again and again, getting louder and louder, and it was useless for Li Mu to cover his ears.

When Li Mu woke up, there was no assistant director, and there was no takeaway person, two strings of chicken wings, a string of sheep, and a string of white steamed buns were placed on the table in the restaurant.

Qiu Tong was already sleeping, and Li Mu was a little relieved, although he could barely remember what had happened before.

I clearly remember that Xiaodi said that the director was coming.

Anyway, the recent memory is really a bit problematic.

Li Mu didn't think much about it, and walked to the bathroom to take a bath and sleep.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, it was cold in the unheated bathroom.

Li Mu wanted to turn on the heater, but he couldn't start it, a gust of wind rushed into the bathroom, and the shower curtain that blew up covered Li Mu's face.

When Li Mu put the light yellow shower curtain back into the distance, he found that the bathroom window was open.

There was a fishy smell in the bathroom, accompanied by bloody and rancidity of undigested food, and an indescribably strange smell.

Li Mu shook his head and stepped forward to close the window.

The bathroom window is very small, and the frosted glass window that moves up and down is only the size of two laptops, and there are two very small pots of plants on the protruding windowsill in front of the window.

There was another gust of wind, Li Mu shuddered, and immediately closed the window.

At this time, he heard a clear cat meow.

Li Mu stood in place, his hand still on the window, the whole person was completely frozen, and he couldn't move at all.

Then he heard another cat meow, clearer than the one before.

"Blackie?" Li Mu muttered to himself.

"Meow."

No, Blackie is dead, it won't be Blackie.

Li Mu is an atheist, absolutely not superstitious, nor does he believe in any nonsense doctrines.

He believes that everything is calculable, not in detail and confused theories.