After Bei Yisheng finished speaking, he put the last toy in his hand into the box, sealed it, and pushed the two or three bulging suitcases in front of Jin Zixian and Fergus: "Okay, help me take it down, and then wait for me below." ”

"Hmm." Jin Zixian responded, and then the two of them walked down with difficulty carrying the box, whether they made a snorting sound to express the difficulty of this labor.

Bei Yisheng slowly restrained his smile, turned around and found a backpack, folded a small satchel for going out and stuffed it in, and threw a bronze sculpture, two crystal jars and a small ring box into the bag.

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Seeing Jin Zixian and Fergus walk out, Delsang floated in.

"Why did you tell them so much?" Delsan frowned, "You know they're not necessarily safe. ”

"So I'm going to fight for safety." Bei Yisheng tilted to the sofa, propped his head, and said, "That Fergus doesn't trust me, but he plays very well, I have to coax Jin Zixian, who is now easier to fool, in order to confront him." ”

"But the target of your contract is Jin Zixian." Delsan said, walking over and kneeling down on one knee in front of Beyisheng, "Beware of the impact this will have on the outcome of your contract. ”

Bei Yisheng laughed out loud, his smile became more and more weird, and the evil distortion was evil: "What you did was to tamper with fate, why are you still afraid of this?" ”

Delsang was speechless for a moment, so she had to bow her brows, and let Bei Yisheng stretch out her delicate and boneless palm and stroke his head.

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Three months ago:

"Hello? This week's column? I sent it to you the day before yesterday. Bei Yisheng shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head to clamp the phone, and the action of tapping on the keyboard in his hand never stopped, "Yes, in your mailbox, did you delete it?" Ah, it's okay, I'll send it to you again, hang up and catch up. ”

After speaking, he simply deducted the phone, the green and white jade nails had already been split unevenly due to long-term tapping on the keyboard, and there were two black blue hanging under a pair of bright eyes, which did not have the wealth of a wealthy lady at all.

The place where I live is a double-storey single-family building, although it is clean and tidy, but because I live alone, it is a little more sloppy.

Bei Yisheng, a columnist for a magazine and an independent fiction writer, works incognito on his own, either in the office to catch up on columns or in a rented building.

It was half of the afternoon, and Bei Yisheng's stomach was already hungry and aching, so he ran downstairs to the kitchen to make a bowl of noodles.

A truck drove into the community and stopped in front of a small building opposite Bei Yisheng, who put down the bowl and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to look at it, only to realize that this was a new neighbor.

But to say hello to new neighbors and build a good relationship or something, it has always been something that Bei Yisheng does not want to do and does not bother to do.

She discovers that her new neighbor's whereabouts and routines are more unpredictable than hers, but she doesn't care.

"This character... How to write so that it is not untruthful..."Bei Yisheng held his head and was distressed, he really couldn't think of it, so he simply closed the interface and ran out to buy food to change his thoughts.

"Hey, No. 403 is the new one, I heard that it is a doctor, and he had an awkward quarrel with his family, so he ran out of the door to stand on his own."

There is never a shortage of people in the community who love to chew the root of other people's tongues.

Bei Yisheng paused slightly.

"It's a doctor, it's quite powerful, it's the vice president, but it's the vice president of a mental illness sanatorium."

Psychiatrist? Bei Yisheng hooked the corners of his mouth, isn't this just right?

"Hey, Mom, help me buy me a better telescope, and a DSLR."

In this way, this psychiatric specialist named Jin Zixian lasted more than a month, and she could control every move as long as Bei Yisheng wanted to.

Bei Yisheng's work is over and sells, but her voyeurism does not stop there, the camera equipment clearly captures Jin Zixian's every move through the telescope, if Bei Yisheng has a heart, these photos may become a photo album and become a big hit, and Jin Zixian will be popular.

But Bei Yisheng was only able to wash out these photos one by one and save them.

She fell incorrigibly in love with Jin Zixian.

Although Jin Zixian doesn't know who she is yet.

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"By the saint, by the saint?" Del San screamed several times, and Bei Yisheng was shocked and reacted.

"What's wrong with you?" Delsan frowned again.

"It's okay, it's just thinking about something." Bei Yisheng said, realizing that the time was almost up, so he got up, locked the door, and went downstairs.

Bean's wife, Beys's mother, had woken up and was sitting in the living room, when she heard Beysang's footsteps and hurried to meet her.

After a while, it was time for Bei Yisheng's brothers and sisters to wake up, and Bei Yisheng didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly returned to the sanatorium.

After doing basic treatment and taking inhibitors, Beyisheng lay on the bed in the ward and arranged for Delsan to pack his luggage.

"I went to the mansion today, what did I find?" Beyssaint asked Delsan with the fluffy doll in his hand.

Delsang tidied up his luggage reluctantly: "It's nothing special, it's just the person who lives in the last bedroom in the corridor on the second floor, I look very familiar." ”

"The last room in the corridor on the second floor," Beysheng muttered, "it should be the room of the eldest sister Belley." ”

As if thinking of something, Delsan paused the movement in his hand, turned his head in a daze, and Bei Yisheng also exclaimed as if he had suddenly realized: "Could it be... That guy?! ”

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