"Miss SM, why aren't you okay yet?" Suddenly, a man's shout was heard.

Song Shanmei was startled, her legs were weak, and she almost hit the shelf. The pickle bottle hit the iron shelf with a crisp clang.

"What's wrong?" Pei Shengyang hurriedly stood up.

"I, I'm fine!" Song Shanmei hurriedly replied. Now that it's exposed, don't hesitate, quickly escape back to the hut, lock the door, and leave nothing behind!

Song Shanmei was about to stand up, when suddenly, her eyes went dark. The whole room was much darker.

She looked back at the cabin. The wooden door of the hut was open, and it was pitch black inside, like the open mouth of a monster, filled with unknown darkness and fear.

It's so good to die, why is there a power outage at this juncture!

The hut had no windows, only a wooden door. Once closed, it's pitch black.

And Song Shanmei has always been afraid of the dark and enclosed spaces.

What to do, in the back, there is a closed dark room, in front, there is a terrible man, what should I do?! Song Shanmei was anxious.

Of course, she couldn't help but think, because she had already heard the footsteps of the man approaching.

Getting closer.

Shanmei was so frightened that she squatted on the ground, leaned against the shelf, and quietly moved back.

"Where are you?" The man asked. The voice was like it was above my head.

Song Shanmei didn't dare to make a sound, and squatted on the ground motionless.

Suddenly, she felt a large hand grabbing her shoulder. She shuddered with fear.

"How do you crouch on the ground?" The man asked, picking her up as he lifted her up.

"Frightened, huh?" The man asked, his tone becoming gentle, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Don't you understand, it's you who I'm afraid of!

Song Shanmei wanted to cry without tears, but was supported by the man, half-supported, came to the table, and was pressed to the seat.

She turned her head and looked outside.

It was dark. In the sky, the dark clouds pressed very low, and it seemed that the tall buildings were shrouded in it. The wind blew so hard that it blew the bodies of the small trees crooked.

The raindrops began to grow heavier, crackling and slamming on the ground, splashing large round blisters.

There was a boom, and then there was a thunderclap. Song Shanmei trembled.

This weather can change when it is said.

It was still sunny in the morning, but it was a little gloomy at noon, and it began to rain in the afternoon, and it was not too big at that time. At this point, there is already a growing trend.

What should I do, if the power goes out all the time, I don't have to go to work, go back early?

Song Sun-mi thought.

The man had already walked to the glass doorway, clicked, and locked the door.

Song Shanmei jumped up from the chair with a bang, and her face turned white.

It's thundering and raining, and there's a power outage, why is that guy locking the door?!

Pei Shengyang walked over, Song Shanmei held on to the back of the chair, sweating all over, her heart was beating faster, and she took a step back without leaving a trace, and at the same time, she looked at the desktop to see if there was anything to protect herself.

However, in addition to the food that has cooled down, there is a water cup on the table. There was also a checkout computer, which was not very useful.

By the way, her pickle bottle?

Song Shanmei raised her throat and looked at the glass bottle with pickles on the table, it should be strong enough, right?

Thinking about it, her nerves tensed all over her body, but she didn't reach for the pickle bottle after all.

What was she waiting for?

Perhaps, wait for an opportunity? Wait for him not to pay attention?

A bottle hits the head, well, it's not dizzy.

His head looked sturdy, and maybe she had to use all her strength?

Pei Shengyang didn't notice this, and of course, he didn't see the vigilance and murderous spirit in Song Shanmei's eyes. Perhaps, it was the darkness that gave her good cover?

He just walked over unnoticedly in Song Shanmei's increasingly tense nerves and asked, "Do you have emergency lights or candles in your store?" ”

"Yes, yes. It's in the warehouse hut at the back. Song Shanmei then remembered that in the warehouse at the back, there were really leftover candles from last time, and a lighter, which was on the shelves closest to the door, which was easy to find.

"Okay, I'll look for it." Pei Shengyang said, walking through the shelves and walking backwards.

Song Shanmei breathed a sigh of relief, and her hanging heart also fell back by half.

Her mind was spinning rapidly.

He's going to the hut inside, or is he going to be locked up?

Yes, lock it inside, and call the police!

Can......

He doesn't actually do anything at the moment, is it appropriate to call the police?

Anyway, let's lock it up first.

Song Shanmei thought so, followed behind the man, and tiptoed over.

Pei Shengyang had already entered the hut and rummaged inside. There was a rustling sound.

Song Shanmei stepped over and grabbed the doorknob. At the same time, her heart also mentioned her throat and eyes. My heart was beating so fast that it felt like I was about to jump out of my chest.

The door, however, was not pulled shut. Instead, opened.

What came from the doorknob was a huge force, which pulled Song Shanmei in reverse and took off her hand.

Pei Shengyang was holding a lit candle in his hand, and was about to step out of the door, when he saw Song Shanmei, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You are here too, are you afraid that I won't find it?" The candle was placed in a prominent position, and I could see it at a glance. ”

In the candlelight, the man smiled brightly, and was a little more gentle and shy.

Phew, it must be an illusion!

Song Shanmei blushed, lowered her head, and hurriedly walked to the front desk. A look of guilt that was almost caught. Of course, she turned her back and the other party did not see it.

The man walked cautiously with a candle in one hand. A few drops of wax oil were dropped on the table, and then, carefully, the candle was secured.

He sat down.

The candlelight reflected his face, creating a hazy and soft aesthetic. The terrible aura of his body was masked, and only candlelight and beauty remained.

The candlelight made his angular face soft, and his sharp eyes became full of tenderness, smoke and water, and affection. Make his eyelashes longer. skin tone, more even.

Even his neat hairstyle, which stands up at the roots, seems to be beautified.

Song Shanmei was in a daze.

A beautiful woman, how can she become a thief?

She sighed softly in her heart.

Hey, I'm so blind to that face.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

Song Shanmei shook her head slightly.

Pei Shengyang didn't notice her pity and pity at all, and only said, "The dish is not cold yet, you can eat it quickly." ”

As she spoke, she took out a piece of pork belly that was still steaming from the bottom of the lunch box, carefully peeled off the top fat and skin, put it in her bowl, and then sandwiched the remaining lean meat on top of her rice.

This person is actually very careful!