Chapter 2 Yun Yeyao's Diary

On June 9, 2017, it was sunny to cloudy, with occasional light rain in the afternoon

In retrospect, it is difficult for me to clearly distinguish whether Luo Yifan helped me or I helped Luo Yifan in the Luo Que House incident.

In short, it can be regarded as a wonderful trip, although the death of so many people makes Xiao Meng and Xiao Zuo have a headache, but I am very relaxed, anyway, I am not a policeman! There aren't so many trivial things to report and deal with.

However, in order to prevent Xiao Zuo from getting angry, I tried my best to pretend to have a headache in front of them.

I'm getting more and more afraid of Xiao Zuo getting angry now. It's not because he has that name that I remember deeply - Mo Haiyou. It's because every time I pretend something, he always looks at me out of the corner of his eye, as if he knows everything.

I don't have a sense of accomplishment at all, when did he start to become so cold? When he was a child, Xiao Zuo Ke was energetic and cheerful.

Hmm~ Maybe it's because my little Zuo hasn't really come back yet.

Forget it, let's talk about Luo Yifan!

I met Sister Weiyi on Facebook today, she is still so quiet and beautiful, not at all like a woman three years older than Luo Yifan. He looked to be about twenty-six or seventeen years old at most.

Emi is also there, and this guy went to school again while she was young, and asked Sister Weiyi to help her cook and wash clothes. Really, Luo Yifan doesn't care.

This popular character, who is known as a 'ghost god', how can he be so cowardly when he sees the women in the family? I feel like I'm going to blow the news to him.

Of course, given that Emi is now my girlfriend who has been dating for less than three months, I don't have much to say on the surface. Otherwise, according to Emi's temper, maybe I'll have to 'take the blame and resign' tomorrow.

If you do the math, a little more than a year has passed since the Roquehouse incident. Now Luo Yifan and Sister Weiyi are living very happily, and he finally has a perfect ending despite all difficulties.

Moreover, I heard Sister Weiyi say today that Luo Yifan seems to have completely quit some bad hobbies, and he is really happy for him and Sister Weiyi.

Forgive me for always liking to call Miss Xiaoyun Sister Weiyi, because I never forget the name I heard when I was in Luoque House-Li Song Weiyi, such a strange name impressed me the most.

And more importantly, Xiao Yun is not her real name, so why can't I call him Weiyi?

Well~ In a year, I have seen Sister Weiyi almost a dozen times, but I am still not impressed by her appearance.

Unlike Emi, I remember it deeply the first time. This may be the essential difference between me and Luo Yifan.

Although I look plain as water, I like the bright and gaudy type.

But Luo Yifan, I don't need to say this, anyone with a discerning eye can see how much this guy drags and loves the present, but what he likes is a quiet and elegant woman.

The extreme contrast is cute, do you feel it?

Oh yes! I should congratulate them, I just received a wedding invitation from Luo Yifan last week, he and his sister Weiyi are scheduled to hold a wedding on June 20 this year, there are 11 days left in total, what gifts should I buy for them?

If it's too valuable, Emi probably has to be cautious again, after all, she has given so much.

Alas! How long has it been since Emi called me? A month or two months? She always says that she is busy and doesn't think about her boyfriend.

Sure enough, those who take the initiative to pursue it still won't pay attention to it! Luo Yifan, you old and young eat it, drag the old bacon (please forgive me for being so rude.) )

If the gift is too inconspicuous, I estimate that it will be dismantled by the 'ghosts and gods' guards all over the world, that is not the result I expected, my own little bit of remote vanilla can't resist it at all, forget it, let's go pick a better gift! Emi is often angry anyway.

Also, the cute Xiao Meng and the cool Xiao Zuo are coming to W City soon, I was so surprised, I haven't fallen asleep for several days, especially Xiao Zuo is coming, which is completely unexpected by me.

Do you know what they're here for? Absolutely unguessable!

The three of us are going to the 'League of Terrorists' party hosted by Lucifer, the famous horror writer, and his ex-wife!

What do you think? Sounds exciting!

Actually, I don't care too much about horror parties, but Xiao Zuo likes it, so I'll learn to like it, huh!

Now the photos of Xiao Zuo and his disgusting corpses are stored in my photo album, and the last time my stepmother looked through it, I almost didn't scare her out, and finally my father came to the rescue.

However, his father did not agree with Xiao Zuo's identity. That's a nerve-wracking question! I should think about how to fix it.

Yes! It's over! It's over!!

It's already past three o'clock in the afternoon! Before taking a nap, Emi said that she wanted me to call her at two o'clock to wake her up, but this time she was frustrated, and I don't know how long she will be scolded......

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The sun slanted west to the edge of the horizon, and the red, dim sky seemed to be licked by a vampire's tongue.

The blue sea of the day is now gray, the waves roll the foam and gradually retreat below the horizon, and the beach in the twilight is like a bubble of white skin, dotted with broken shells on it, reflecting the gloomy light.

This beach is not open, it is on the edge of the European-style villa, which can be said to be private territory in disguise.

In the evening, the entire beach, which is already sparsely populated by tourists, is deserted, and no one passes by.

The woman dragged a corpse in her hand and struggled across the beach, blood mixed with grains of sand leaving a striking trail behind them, long, long.

Strangely, the woman did not stop to clean it up, and looked with great pleasure at the masterpiece she left behind. The lips, thinly coated with rosy lipstick in the moonlight, curved in a very beautiful arc.

Maybe her lipstick isn't rosy, it's just the setting sun at the moment, but I think no one who sees her will care about that, because the corpse in her hand looks even more red than her lipstick.

The sundress on the woman's body seemed to be splattered with something, and it was very unnaturally glued to the slender and slender body, outlining seductive lines.

The direction she was heading was the gate of the villa, where a large pile of black things had been piled up.

Looking at it from afar, I couldn't see what it was, and I couldn't figure out why women were doing these things at this time.

"Shala~Shala~"

The sound of dragging continues, and the trail on the sand is extended.

After a while, the woman stopped and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The sea was now far away from her position, and the woman's eyes roamed around the beach beneath her feet, as if looking for something.

"Ahh

"So... Add something to it. The woman was talking to herself, and her voice sounded very happy.

Squatting down in a bent position, the woman began to move on the corpse's face, and as she did so, the smile on her face rippled.

She seemed to like it very much, and it seemed like she had something interesting in mind.

The night sky is getting darker and darker, and the sun has completely sunk below the horizon.

I don't know how long it was, but the beach was empty, and there were no bodies or traces.

Where the woman had stayed, there were many small pieces of belongings, most of which had been covered by sand.

Occasionally, there is a little protrusion that looks like a mutilated, abandoned shell......