The woman on the bed was falling asleep, tears still lingering in the corners of her eyes. The sound of shallow breathing made Han Yichen's heart ripple a little, this was the first time he saw Yi Yao sleeping, like a child. Of course, it's more like a shrimp than a child, and it is said that only insecure people sleep like this. Even when they sleep, they are all armed and guarded against anyone.

At this time, the person on the bed suddenly screamed in a dream, Han Yichen came back to his senses, and saw that Yi Yao frowned, as if she had dreamed of something terrible, her hands kept grabbing, as if she wanted to grab something.

Han Yichen thought about it and held her little hand in his palm, her hand was very cold, without a trace of temperature.

“Help...”

"What did you say?" Han Yichen didn't hear clearly, so he lowered his head and put his ear close to her mouth, "What did you say?" Save whom? ”

“Help... Me...”

Before Han Yichen could react, there was a hot stinging pain on his right cheek, "You bastard!" ”

Yi Yao pushed him away, she glanced at herself in the quilt, her clothes were intact on her body, she lifted the quilt, and quickly got out of bed, the whole action was done in one go.

When Han Yichen came back to his senses from the slap, the person on the bed was gone, but stood opposite him. After living for twenty-eight years, his mother was reluctant to beat him, but today he was beaten, and he was still beaten in the face, which is really unbearable!

"I have to pay back this slap!"

Han Yichen, who was slapped in the face, was irrational at the moment, and walked towards Yi Yao angrily.

"This is your home? Why am I here. Yi Yao's cold voice suddenly made Han Yichen's anger disappear, and she obediently replied to her words, "If you faint, I'll bring you to my house." ”

Yi Yao looked around the room twice, then glanced at him, a smile curled into her mouth. Han Yichen frowned slightly, her smile was not funny, she didn't hold back any good fart.

"Han Yichen, you are very blessed."

"Huh?"

"Send me to the company." Yi Yao walked to the door as she spoke, turned the doorknob, and saw that Han Yichen was still standing in place and looked at him stupidly, and said again, "What are you doing standing stupidly, how you brought me back." ”

Han Yichen rolled his eyes, he was not surprised at all by Yi Yao's request, yes, then he would be a good person to the end.

After leaving Han Yichen's house, Yi Yao found out that the place where he lived was a closed community, and everyone who lived here was either rich or expensive, of course, more importantly, the people who lived here didn't want others to know their privacy. So most of the people here are celebrities, as well as little mistresses supported by the rich.

She had known about this community before, it was very tightly closed, and if it wasn't for the owner here to open the door, no one would be able to enter. The surrounding walls are bulletproof, and the windows of every home are bulletproof. Moreover, the inside is not visible from the outside at all. According to Nan Haoxi's words, any closed community is closed, but the dead are also closed, because if an accident happens, no one knows how it will die. Also, as long as the body after death is not extremely decomposed and stinky, no one will find out.

"You're not fit to live here."

Han Yichen looked at Yi Yao in surprise, "Are you talking to me?" ”

"Is there anyone else but you?" After speaking, Yi Yao glanced at the watch on her wrist, it was now five o'clock in the afternoon, three hours, and her memory of the whole three hours disappeared again. Moreover, in these three hours, she spent it with Han Yichen again.

Han Yichen couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when he saw that she couldn't look at herself, and her eyes stared directly at her watch, but it was not easy to attack.

In this way, the two of them were silent for a while, until Han Yichen seemed to remember something, so he broke the silence and said: "I just remembered that the chance encounter between the two of us during this time is not a coincidence, right?" After all these years, do you still have no feelings for me? ”

Hearing this, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in Yi Yao's eyes, and the next second she didn't see it, she turned her face sideways and looked at Han Yichen, "The rest of the feelings are over?" Are you overestimating yourself? ”