Is he teasing me

For the next ten days, Zhang Moyan didn't see Xiao Xingyu again.During this period, she did a lot of things, found a rented house, and moved. It was not until she was busy and free to sit down and watch TV that she saw the transformation of the "Magic Rock" Adventure Club into the "Mountain Rescue Team" on the local news. Go to a certain city to participate in the report of flood fighting and disaster relief.

Although Xiao Xingyu was not seen on the news screen, Zhang Moyan was sure for no reason that he must have gone.

The new residence is in a community on the two roads behind Yunshan Homeland, and the streets she is used to living in are familiar with the surrounding area, but Zhang Moyan still chooses to live in this area, because she cannot accept completely unfamiliar places from her heart.

Just after nine o'clock in the evening, Zhang Moyan bought some daily necessities from the supermarket and returned home. As soon as he turned into the community with the bags, his vision suddenly dimmed.

This community and Yunshan Homeland are both products of the end of the last century, but because they do not have the halo blessing of the school district housing, they are far behind Yunshan Homestead in terms of popularity and maintenance.There are mostly old people living in the community, and there are few people walking around in this area. The mulberry trees that cover the sky have not been pruned for an unknown period of time. The dim street lamps and several lights come down through the thick branches and leaves, and there are very few left on the ground.

The scorching summer of more than ten days has come to an end. Wearing short-sleeved clothes already feels a bit cold. The path back is getting darker and darker. There are no crickets singing in the grass along the way, and it seems strangely empty.Zhang Moyan's footsteps were the only sound in the air, and every step seemed to echo, and the back of his spine began to feel chills as he walked.

Suddenly, Zhang Moyan froze. In the dark, she stretched her shoulders and stood still. After a while, she turned her head and looked back cautiously.

Empty behind.

She blinked her eyes, and looked around nervously. After still not seeing anything, she quickened her pace and almost trotted to the building where she lived, quickly swiped the access control with the magnetic card and ran in.

This shadowy feeling has been going on for several days. Zhang Moyan climbed up to the house on the 6th floor and closed the door, leaning against the back of the door for a long time to breathe. When she calmed down, she realized that she was covered in cold sweat.

Putting the supermarket bag on the table, she sat down and poured a glass of water to calm herself down.While drinking water and recalling the situation just now, Zhang Moyan analyzed that he might be overthinking.

It's all a dangerous imagination of her identity as a descendant of Chen Guanfu. Recently, she always feels suspiciously that someone is following her.

"Jingle Bell--"

Suddenly, the door's answering phone rang, and someone pressed the call button for her room on the first floor.

Who is looking for her so late?
Zhang Moyan stood up suspiciously, picked up the phone next to the door: "Hello, who is it?"

The answering machine went blank.

The cold hairs all over Zhang Moyan's body stood on end.

"Hello? . . . Who rings the bell? . . . Is anyone there?"

There was a long silence on the receiver, Zhang Moyan held the phone tightly, and waited for a few seconds before she reacted and quickly hung up the phone.

However, just as she hung up, the answering machine rang again!

Zhang Moyan's heart was in her throat in an instant, and she stared straight at the machine that made the sound, completely gripped by an invisible terror.

When the ring rang for the third time, Zhang Moyan grabbed the phone suddenly: "Who is it?"

The intercom on the first floor was still silent.

"Speak!"

Still no sound.

But at this moment, there must be someone on the first floor. She can even imagine that there is someone standing in front of the iron gate on the first floor, staring at her button of room 601.

Zhang Moyan suddenly realized that the feeling of being spied on these days was not due to her own overthinking, but someone really was watching her!
What is the purpose of this person following him? Is he here for the sky blue glazed porcelain?
Thinking of this level, Zhang Moyan suddenly felt angry, threw away the phone, opened the door, and went straight downstairs without changing his shoes.

Isn't this the person she was waiting for? !

She wants to see who is the person who manipulated her and Xiao Xingyu to get acquainted behind the scenes, and made an appraisal of her and Chen Guanfu five years ago!Ask him what he wants to do!
But when she ran to the first floor, there was no one in front of the iron gate of the apartment building.

Zhang Moyan ran out of the building unwillingly, and chased him to another intersection along the road, but still found nothing.

She stood under a streetlight, panting and thinking about what had just happened, wondering what the purpose of the bell-ringer's actions was - to intimidate her?Or provocative?Or did she simply want to make it clear that she was being targeted?

Zhang Moyan didn't have an answer. At this time, a car with high beams turned in from a distance. Zhang Moyan squinted his eyes and raised his hand to block it reflexively. When the car approached, he realized that it looked familiar.

"Moyan?" The car was leaning against the side of the road, and Jin Xueyang got out of the car with a flat cardboard box and ran over, "Why are you standing here?"

"Xueyang, did you see anyone passing by when you drove here?" Zhang Moyan grabbed Jin Xueyang's arm and asked, "This road only goes in one direction, did you see anyone?"

Jin Xueyang looked at Zhang Moyan in bewilderment, and held her shoulder: "I didn't see anyone passing by, what happened? You're shaking so hard!"

"I feel like someone is following me..." Zhang Moyan raving.

Jin Xueyang was taken aback, and immediately looked around: "Then this place can't be lived, it's too dangerous, Moyan, you have to change places!"

Zhang Moyan was pulled back to her senses by Jin Xueyang's loud voice. She was stupefied for a moment, and pressed Jin Xueyang to pull her hand away: "No, I must have misread it. Don't be nervous."

"I read it wrong?"

"Yeah, Shen Hai's law and order is so good, there's no such thing," Zhang Moyan looked at the things in Jin Xueyang's arm, and changed the subject, "Why are you here now? What is this?"

"I just got off work, and the unit is so rolled up now! This is a clothes rack I bought online for you. It just arrived today. I'll see if it's available in the place you lived before. I'll install it for you later."

Zhang Moyan was a little surprised: "...Xueyang, you are so careful, thank you."

"Hey, you're welcome!" Jin Xueyang waved his hand, "By the way, you'd better not live here, maybe there is really some old rascal here who sees your beauty..."

Before Jin Xueyang finished speaking, the mobile phone in Zhang Moyan's pocket rang, and Zhang Moyan greeted Jin Xueyang: "I'll answer the call first."

"Oh, oh, hello...is that right?" Zhang Moyan held the phone, "...I haven't rested yet, now?...Well, I'll come and have a look now!"

Jin Xueyang waited for Zhang Moyan to hang up the phone, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Where are you going so late?"

"I'm going to Xiayunshan Homeland. The call is from the agent. They just checked the house and said that there is something wrong with my gas meter index, and I still have the mailbox key that I left behind, and I can't open the mailbox." Zhang Moyan scratched his head, "No I know what's going on, I have to go and see."

"This agency doesn't get off work so late..." Jin Xueyang was the first to complain, and nodded after seeing Zhang Moyan: "Okay, I'll go with you!"