"What kind of design?" Julie hesitated and typed a few words over.

The store quickly sent a picture, "According to the regulations, we can't show you the customer's original draft, but the customer has left a message before, saying that if someone asks, you can show the design to the other party." ”

After speaking, the shopkeeper typed another line of words: "Does this friend of yours know how to tell fortunes, how does she know that someone will care about our design draft?" This situation has never been encountered in the past few years since we opened the store. ”

"I don't know, I only saw this dress today, and I only found out that there is this dress."

"Oh, that's right." The store replied with a smile: "Well, the one I just sent you is our design sketch, which has been finely adjusted on the original manuscript." When your friend came to customize Xiuhe clothes, we mentioned to him and suggested that he customize another set, and if he likes it very much, the details can be adjusted. But your friend insisted that the dress be exactly the same. Because the previous customer had already spoken, we dared to make an identical set of clothes. ”

"Are the clothes the same color?"

"It's the same, it's all red."

"No, no, this one on me is crimson." Julie looked at the Xiuhe suit on his body.

"It's impossible, we're using the same piece of fabric." The store sent a video: "We have a video record of the whole process." ”

"Then why—" Julie lifted his arm, but he smelled a faint smell of blood.

She wiped her hand over the cuff, and her fingers were stained with sticky stuff. If you look closely, it is a ball of sticky blood. She was startled and hurried to shake her arm, but the blood was getting lower and lower, and soon it gathered into a puddle, and slowly formed the word "death".

Julie came back to her senses with a "Ah", and the last words of the store were still on the mobile phone page, Xiuhe was dressed well, there was no blood on the floor, and even her fingers were clean.

"Lilly, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Zhu Lili handed the phone to Zhou Wei: "I just saw a cockroach." ”

"What is there to be afraid of cockroaches." Zhou Wei took the phone and helped Zhu Lili sit down: "Go back and buy you a cockroach medicine spray." ”

"No need, I'll buy the medicine myself, you can help me ask the store to see who the person who originally customized the Xiuhe costume was."

Zhou Wei sighed lightly and went to send a message.

After a minute, he handed the phone to Julili, pointed to the two words on the screen and said, "Nansheng!" The store said that the person's name was Nansheng! ”

Julili's head exploded with a buzz.

"Quick, can you help me ask again, when is Nansheng's original pick-up time?"

Zhou Wei said a date, and Julili's heart instantly tugged.

It was the day Zhao Yang and Nan Sheng got married, if the guess is right, the Xiuhe dress should have been customized by Nan Sheng for his tenth wedding anniversary. But why didn't she want it? Is it because she discovered the secret between herself and Zhao Yang? Since she had already found out, why did she hold back? Could it be that as Zhou Wei said, she knew that Zhao Yang betrayed her marriage, but she was unwilling to face this reality, let alone divorce Zhao Yang.

Thinking of this, she didn't know whether she should cry or laugh.

She took the initiative to attack to get Zhao Yang, but she also used this way to force Nan Sheng to a dead end.

Nan Sheng is dead, but she is forever between her and Zhao Yang.

She didn't need Zhou Wei to remind her to know that even if she and Zhao Yang got together, even if they got married, they would never be able to avoid Nan Sheng, never.

Thinking of this, she began to tear the clothes on her body, and finally pushed the clothes out of the door with Zhou Wei.

Listening to the sound of Zhou Wei constantly banging on the door, she shouted hysterically: "Get out!" If you don't leave again, I'll call the police! ”

Zhou Wei responded through the door: "I can go, but Juli, I want you to think about it." That man is someone else's husband, someone else's child's father, and you are also a mother, but as long as you still have a little conscience, you shouldn't destroy someone else's family. Julili, people are doing it, the sky is watching, and if you do something wrong, you will be punished. ”

"Get out!" Julie reflexively slapped on the door: "I am willing to be a junior, I am willing to destroy other people's families, can you control it?" Zhou Wei, remember, you have nothing to do with me, you get out, you get out of the way for me. ”

Outside the door, Zhou Wei did not respond, but Zhu Lili heard the voice of the neighbor: "Young man, who are you?" ”

"Hello!" Zhou Wei responded depressedly: "The old man is good, for her to be good at the old man who doesn't even want her own home." ”

Julie covered his ears and picked up his phone as he passed by the living room.

She hid herself in the quilt and sent a message to Zhao Yang: "Zhao Yang, let's leave Los Angeles!" ”

Zhao Yang did not receive Zhu Lili's message, at this moment, he was sitting in the shop of his old classmate, chatting with his old classmate. On the coffee table in front of him, cigarette butts were falling, and the whole room was full of smoke, like a monster's cave.

"Jianping, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Zhao Yang flicked a piece of cigarette ash and squinted at his old classmate Ma Jianping.

The two grew up together, junior high school was in the same dormitory, and high school slept in the same bed.

"Why did you kid remember to say this?" Ma Jianping got up and poured Zhao Yang a glass of water: "I remember that among our classmates, you don't believe this the most." Zhao Yang, a staunch defender. ”

"Hey, I'm getting older, and a lot of my thoughts have changed." Zhao Yang looked at the glass of water: "If you encounter a ghost, what will you do?" ”

"What to do? Run. Ma Jianping shook his head: "No, whether to run or not depends on what the other party is." If this is a blue-faced fanged one, I don't think I can run. Why? Weak legs. If this is someone like Nie Xiaoqian, I guess I won't be able to run. Why? was fascinated by Nie Xiaoqian. If this is an ordinary ghost, it depends on his strength, in case he will hit the wall, I just want to run, I can't run out. ”

"No kidding, I'll tell you what you're serious."

"What's the matter, you kid met a ghost?" Ma Jianping pushed him with his hand.

Zhao Yang raised his eyes, and nodded under the other party's playful eyes.

"Who have you met?" Ma Jianping asked: "Forget it, just look at you like this and know that you know it?" If you don't know it, you can't have this expression. ”

"What expression?"

"It's like eating a fly, it's nauseous when you swallow it, and it's even more disgusting when you spit it out." Ma Jianping took a sip of water: "You shouldn't have met our elementary school classmates?" ”

This marriage