The heavy door closed with a creak.

Qiao Zhimo knew that someone would come over to pick up things at night, and he used to be a nurse, and the nurse would not casually visit his employer's house.

That's why she took advantage of this point to pack her bags.

But she didn't expect her aunt to come this time.

The situation became urgent in an instant.

After thinking for a short time, Qiao Zhimo quickly pushed the suitcase back into place.

The sound of wheels hitting the corner of the wall subtly coincided with the sound of the lights being turned on downstairs.

With a snap, it was like a silk thread, pulled out of the heart and affected the whole body.

For the next few seconds, she swam around the room like a marionette, clearing all traces of tidying up. It's like a troublemaker who destroys the evidence of her own trouble, and is in a hurry, afraid of being discovered.

When he gasped and hid in the closet, the sweat on his forehead ran down his cheeks and down his chin, hanging from it.

Qiao Zhimo didn't care, she stared at the wardrobe door tightly, and her heart was hoisted high.

The bottles and cans on her dresser and the ornaments on the table are still in the same position, but a closer look reveals clues, such as the fact that several of them have been replaced by completely different empty bottles.

The sound of clackling footsteps was heard.

In the next moment, the door was pushed open.

The faint light penetrated through the gap in the wardrobe, and Qiao Zhimo's palms were sweating, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

"No one." Uncle's voice on the phone came closer, "Don't you know what you did tonight?!" I thought that the current Qiao Zhimo was as easy to handle as before! ”

Qiao Zhimo's heart trembled, and he heard the muffled thud of the door being bounced against the wall.

The footsteps turned to the cloakroom.

Through the walls and cabinet doors, the voice of speech was blurred like a layer of gauze.

"Why didn't I help you! If you come with her tonight, you'll get a fiancée! ”

"Alright, it's too late to say anything. I don't know how she got involved with Jiang Yufeng, but she specially called me at noon today to finalize her agent's matter. ”

The gauze was blown open, and the sound of footsteps and talking overlapped and circled around the room.

After a few moments, the light that seeped into the wardrobe disappeared.

A second before the door lock fell, my uncle was angry and yelling: "You treat me honestly!" Let your mom go find her tomorrow......"

The front suddenly returned to darkness, Qiao Zhimo blinked uncomfortably and exhaled a long breath.

The crisis is temporarily lifted, the threads in the body are gone, and the control of the body is back in the hands.

She gently pushed open the cabinet door, trying to take a few breaths of fresh air, but the phone next to her buzzed.

The bell is not loud, but it still makes people feel thrilling, like the cannon fodder hiding in the shadows in the movie who is caught off guard by the evil ghosts.

So much so that she didn't even look at the caller, so she picked up the phone directly.

"Tomorrow morning......" The man's low-alcohol and cold voice blended with electricity, revealing a slight sense of distortion in such a tense and exciting night.

made Qiao Zhimo suddenly think of the radio sound coming from the inferior radio that she secretly listened to more than ten years ago, and the boy who cleaned up the mess for her.

So, in the darkness that couldn't tell what day was going on, she twitched her head and asked, "Director Pei, did you know me before?" ”

The other side was silent for a while, and his tone became a little indescribable: "What are you crazy about?" ”

……

Stepping on the tail of summer, the evening breeze is cool, and the head-on rush is enough to make people sober.

The door slammed shut, and my uncle hurried away with a bag.

Qiao Zhimo stood by the curtain, holding the phone that had just been hung up.

Pei Shiyan's words swirled in her mind, reminding her of her ridiculousness round and round.

yes, what's she crazy about? I know that the person is dead, but I still have unrealistic fantasies.

He even regarded another unrelated stranger as him.

Qiao Zhimo pulled the corners of her lips self-deprecatingly, and the slapped cheeks were scorched with a hot pain, which stimulated her red eyes.

It was at this time that Jinyue's call came in.

She said in a serious tone, "Sister, those photos and videos have been processed. ”