Being begged by a beautiful woman to stay overnight seems to be quite chicken-blooded, but Gao Qian obviously didn't appreciate the secretly budding atmosphere.

He put his hands in the pockets of his jacket, Ren Xiaoqian grabbed his arm, and jumped on one foot to lead him to his room.

The door is the most common beige color in this apartment, and on it hangs a whiteboard sign in pink lace that reads: Studio.

Xiao Qian smiled at Gao Qian: "My roommate used to do live broadcasts, and when she didn't want to go to the company, she would broadcast live in the bedroom." As she spoke, Xiaoqian pushed open the door.

Gao Qian couldn't help but sigh when he saw it.

The room was clearly deliberately furnished and filled with pink female hormones. A white long-haired toy rabbit wearing a beach bikini sits upright on a pink pillow; a piece of lace is exposed under the pillow, as for which part of the lace belongs to the intimate clothing, it is all up to the viewer's imagination; a pink tulle pajamas are beautifully placed at the foot of the bed; on the floor hanger next to the wardrobe, there is a set of transparent rabbit maid suits, Gao Qian estimates that after wearing this dress, except for the part that cannot be seen, the rest probably does not cover anything.

Xiao Qian blushed and explained: "Those things are just props, and she is usually very serious when she broadcasts live." ”

Gao Qian smiled lightly. What is not serious has nothing to do with him. He glanced at the various light stands, cameras, and recording equipment at various angles around the computer desk......

"Pretty professional. He nodded.

"Well, there's no way, the competition in our line is too fierce, there are so many young and beautiful girls, if you don't use dim sum, no one will look at it at all. Xiao Qian jumped in and threw all kinds of thought-provoking "props" on the bedside railing under the pillows on the bed into the closet, "The sheets and bedding are all clean, my roommate only came here occasionally to do live broadcasts later, and she now lives with his boyfriend." ”

"It's okay, I'm rough. Gao Qian said casually, paced to the bed, and saw a book on the bedside table, he picked it up curiously.

The quality of the book printing is very average, on the pitch-black cover, there is a pot-bellied iron pot with a green glow, a woman wearing a pointed hat stares gloomily ahead, holding a long-handled spoon in one hand, and the other hand emits a blue fluorescence, and a few large words burst out of the fluorescence: "Beginner Witch Guidebook?"

Gao Qian raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Ah, that's props too. Xiao Qian hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the book from Gao Qian's hand, "You know that sometimes the audience in the live broadcast room eats this set very much, what tarot cards, astrology." ”

"Really?" Gao Qian smiled faintly, and suddenly raised his hand to snatch the book back, "Just pass the time before going to bed." ”

"But ......" Xiao Qian looked at Gao Qian a little bewildered, Gao Qian was much taller than her, even if he was only holding the book half-like this, she couldn't reach it.

"What? Are you afraid I'll find out some secret?" said Gao Qian, half-jokingly, "Or are you actually a witch?"

Looking at Gao Qian's faint smile, Xiao Qian's face turned red again: "There are no witches, they are all lies." It's just that my friend likes to read these things on the Internet, and there are textbooks and whatever, and I mail order a lot of them. ”

"That's it. Gao Qian threw the book on the bed, then put his hands in his pockets and looked down at Xiao Qian, "So, are you going to stay, or will I send you out?"

"No, no, no," Xiao Qian shook her head incoherently, "That, I can go by myself, that, good night." Xiao Qian jumped to the door, with a bit of a sense of running away.

Gao Qian smiled lightly, and was about to turn around, but saw Xiaoqian turning around at the door again: "Next door is the bathroom, the one with the glass door, and my bedroom is on the other side of the bathroom." Xiao Qian's face was so red that it looked like it was about to drip blood, "I mean, in case ......"

"If I hear something, I'll rush over, right?" Gao Qian sat on the mattress and patted the fluffy futon, "Is there anything else?"

"No, no, good night. Xiao Qian hurriedly closed the door for Gao Qian.

And the faint smile that had been hanging on Gao Qian's face also disappeared.

Instead of looking at the "Beginner's Witch's Guidebook" that he had deliberately left behind, he reached for his phone, his finger hovering over the shortcut dial key, a hesitant look on his face.

In the shortcut dial, Lin Qian's number is stored.

So much has happened since that breakup dinner yesterday. He didn't have time to contact her, or maybe he was just avoiding it. Even if Lin Qian was absent from such an important presentation meeting, he just asked Shang Ke in the same group to ask side-by-side when communicating with customers, and the answer was that Lin Qian had recently taken a vacation.

But today, just a few dozen minutes ago, he smelled the aroma of magnolia...... Although it was so faint that it was almost imperceptible, it was impossible for him to admit that breath that he had already imprinted in his bones. How many times he and Lin Qian had the most intimate moments, he would be deeply intoxicated by this atmosphere.

So could it be Lin Qian?

Gui Xiaoqian said that she saw a woman in white, could it be her?

But how could it be......

His mind went back to dozens of minutes ago,

At that time, he sent Xiaoqian downstairs and was about to say goodbye to Xiaoqian, but at this moment he noticed something unusual.

The monster moved quickly and silently, and if it weren't for the fact that the high dive had already sensed the five senses, he wouldn't have noticed the slightest fluctuations in the air. He couldn't tell who the monster's attack was targeting, he just instinctively pulled Gui Xiaoqian away. Fortunately, his hasty judgment was correct, and the monster missed the blow and disappeared into the darkness around the corner of the building.

However, when he got there, he didn't find anything. But there was a faint aroma in the air, mixed with all kinds of disgusting smells, as faint as a snowflake falling into the ocean.

Lin Qian's breath.

Gao Qian's heart suddenly tightened, and at that moment, his five senses instantly opened to the extreme, like countless big hands suddenly pounced out. He tried to catch Lin Qian's tracks, but there was nothing in the half-kilometer range. Lin Qian had already left, as if she had suddenly appeared.

His heart was like a suddenly weightless elevator, falling into his heart. Then he remembered the muffled sound of metal he had heard earlier, and his eyes fell on the huge dark green dustbin beside him, and he quickly opened the manual top lid of the dustbin.

He saw the monster. Lying at the bottom of the dumpster, clumped together like a giant crow, the cause of death is supposed to be a broken neck. It's just that the head of the big crow is a flat human face, resting crookedly on the third paw, in the direction of the high dive.

The monster's gray marble-like eyes have no eyelids, the skin on its face is dark and scaly, its nose is sharp like an awl, and its slightly open mouth reveals piranha-like teeth.

What the hell is this? Who killed it, and why is Lin Qian's breath here at this time?

Gao Qian's gaze fell on the monster's blade-like claws, and he had no doubt that if he was really caught by this monster, he would probably be disemboweled, why did it attack Gui Xiaoqian?

Just as the high dive was full of questions and wanted to see more clearly, the monster disappeared. It turned into a pile of black ash before the eyes of the high submersible, as if it had been burned by invisible fire, leaving only a pile of ashes.

At this time, Xiaoqian also arrived......

now

Gao Qian stared at the phone in his hand as if he were staring at a thousand-pound anvil, and then he struck the hammer and pressed the dial button hard.

The phone rang for the fifth time when it was picked up, and Lin Qian's calm voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Gao Qian's heart seemed to be pulled by something, "Lin Qian, it's me, Gao Qian." In just a few words, he said it with great difficulty, and every word seemed to be ripped out of the deep mud. His throat was aching, his eyes were hurting, and he was clenching his phone so hard that his knuckles were white.

"I'm busy. The phone was Lin Qian's flat voice, and then hung up and was silent.

Gao Qian maintained the posture of answering, and after a while, he slowly put down his phone.