In an instant, only Lin Xiaofan was left.

It's not the second floor, it's not the whole house, it's the whole world and she's the only one left!

The feeling of being suddenly isolated from the world, forgotten and discarded, made her suddenly feel a little hairy, and a sense of fear arose spontaneously, prompting her to carry her small box into the room.

She has always dreamed of making a lot of money and buying a big house for her family to live in. Because in their hometown, when their grandmother had not died, their family of five lived in a small two-bedroom apartment of forty square meters.

But now she understands that the small house is just aggrieved. The house is too big but there are no people, it's just ghostly.

Subconsciously, she locked the door with her backhand. But when she turned to face the room, she regretted it. Not only did she feel more isolated, but she also felt like she had stepped into a gorgeous cage, or rather...... Grave.

It's so quiet! It's dead silent.

In fact, the room is large and clean, still in the romantic and gorgeous style of Southern Europe, with bright colors, like a princess's bedroom, but how can it be like an invisible hand in the air, grasping her heart tightly? And out of nowhere, a cold wind suddenly blew.

Lin Xiaofan shuddered, looked up, and found that there was an air outlet. Obviously, Mr. Ye was too weak to blow the air conditioner, but the central air conditioner still brought a comfortable temperature to the rest of the house.

She coughed hesitantly, trying to make something to break the stagnant silence, but there was an echo. But she knew that she couldn't be scared away by the "unwarranted" fear, so she gritted her teeth and made a bigger move.

She opened her luggage, put her clothes and shoes into the closet, and put the high-end cosmetics that Luo Chunli had temporarily prepared for her on the huge carved dresser next to the bed, deliberately making a ping pong. Anyway, the house is so big, Mr. Ye estimates that Ye is far away, and he will definitely not be able to hear it. When she finished cleaning up, she felt that her body was sticky from the hot sweat before and the cold sweat that came out after entering the house, so she simply went to take a shower again.

In short, she doesn't let herself be idle, she doesn't let herself be cranky.

However, the bathroom is large, the bathtub is large, the vanity is large, and the floor-to-ceiling mirrors on both sides of the wall are also large. This made her appear in three shadows as if there were other people there, which made her very nervous, and she startled herself by not paying attention.

According to Feng Shui, a shady place like the bathroom should not be equipped with so many and such large mirrors. She remembered what Luo Chunli had said when he pretended to be a magic stick.

"Lin Xiaofan, you give me a little bit!" Sitting in front of the dresser combing her long wet hair, she couldn't bear her suspicions, "This is not a haunted house, don't you have too much imagination, okay?" She slapped the table hard, and her palms hurt, "In this world, there are no ghosts at all." She said to herself in the mirror, "It's just that the house is a little bigger, a little empty, and there are fewer people living in it, what's so scary?" People are not afraid of such a thin girl as Judy, Mr. Ye is so weak, and the yang energy is so weak, it's okay, Uncle Qian, it is said that there is a gardener, Lao Feng, is working well, what are you muttering nonsense! ”

She stood up and walked around the room a few times, her feet hitting the ground heavily. These psychological hints and incentives really made her feel better.

"It's all uncle's fault!" She scolded Luo Chunli, but in fact, she suddenly missed his noisy and irritable, "When I was a child, I loved to collect ghost stories and tell them to scare me." Look, look, raise me to rabbit gall! ”

The sky was getting more and more overcast, and rumbling thunder began to roll quietly, like a temptation, like a prelude, to kick off the prelude to the storm.

Lin Xiaofan chose a simple and generous set, which would win the favor of the elders, put on a simple dress, and put on light makeup, and then had nothing to do at all.

flipped through the phone book on the phone, hesitated for a moment at Ye Zhaojun, Luo Chunli, Lin Yu and Zhu Di, and even the mother's name, but still didn't dial. Everyone has something to do, she doesn't want to disturb others, but the whole world seems to be idle for her.

Boredom, she walked on the terrace.

The terrace is white and surrounded by fences carved in wrought iron. Looking down and in the distance, it was actually a scene of purple and red. According to Judy, the gardener's name is Lao Feng. If there was no other person's help, she could only say that Lao Feng's gardening was very good. The green area of the Ye family's mansion is so large, but he can take care of it so well alone. If there are no distractions in your heart, only from the perspective of appreciation, the Ye Family Garden is definitely full of beautiful scenery.

The air was hot and humid, without a trace of wind, but there was still the fragrance of flowers and trees, which made Lin Xiaofan's mood relax a little. At this moment, a man in the flowers downstairs slowly straightened up.

He was wearing an earth-colored overalls, although he didn't wear a straw hat, because the whole person was bent between the flowers and trees, Lin Xiaofan didn't realize that there was a person there just now. Seeing the man look up, she immediately waved her hand and smiled.

If you guessed correctly, this person is probably Lao Feng. She is thin and looks a few years older than Uncle Qian, she should be called Uncle Feng. However, there is a slight and unusual sluggishness on Lao Feng's face, but it is definitely not the kind with a problematic IQ, inexplicably eccentric.

Lao Feng's eyesight is good, and he soon saw Lin Xiaofan, and he also made the same movements and expressions. Lin Xiaofan felt his friendliness and felt relieved.

Just as he was about to say hello, Lao Feng's gaze drifted diagonally. After that, his complexion changed drastically, as if he had been immobilized, and his whole body froze there. After that, he suddenly ran away with a frightened face, and he didn't know that he had stepped on the roses that had slipped over, as if he had seen a ghost.

This reaction was so strange that it shocked Lin Xiaofan.

She subconsciously looked at Lao Feng's gaze just now, but she didn't see anyone. Due to the angle, only the wheels of the wheelchair were aimed at and slowly slid into the house.

If the structure of the second and third floors is the same, it should be the master bedroom on the top floor. Could it be Mr. Ye's room? Was he in the wheelchair just now? Why did Lao Feng look scared like that when he saw him, was he very strict? Does he not allow the gardener to communicate with the "guests"?

There was a loud click, and a thunderbolt came unexpectedly!

The silver light opened its teeth and claws, and in an instant, it tore open the sky that had been gloomy for several days but had been as if it had been dusty. This great force of nature suddenly stirred up the darkness that had been dissolved! Then, a storm struck.

"It's really going to rain!" Lin Xiaofan's inner uneasiness began to flood.

The wind, blowing through her long dress, wrapped her tightly and ruffled her hair.

At the same time, Judy in Ye's house, Lao Qian in the maid's room in the back garden, Chen Dongming in the Ye headquarters, and Luo Chunli at the cosmetics counter in the shopping mall are all doing the same thing: looking at the sky outside.

Rainstorm is coming!

And in the luxury suites of some luxury hotels in New City, Ye Zhaojun suddenly opened his eyes.

Look at the watch, three o'clock in the morning.