Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Chapter 373 The Rose in the Doll’s Heart (59)

His voice seemed to have a touch of melancholy and a hint of hope.

Xia Lingge looked at him quietly, as if trying to find out something from his facial expression, but Sicheng's expression quickly calmed down, but in the blink of an eye, the faint melancholy and hope disappeared. If it weren't for Xia Ling Song is well aware of his sixth sense, and may regard the flash of emotion as an illusion.

"Okay, senior, what are we going to do next?" Si Cheng blinked his eyes and looked at her. He looked ignorant and naive, and couldn't figure out the future. He was no different from Xia Lingge's impression of him. It could even be said... More like Sicheng than Sicheng.

Xia Lingge took out the doll from her arms. The doll, which was as unique as Qin Keqing, lay quietly in her hand. The fluffy touch felt like it was made of fine materials, but... the doll was connected to the doll. Some of them are already dead, but the doll itself does not seem to show any signs of 'injury' or 'death'.

Could it be that the so-called harm resonance is only one-way?
"Maybe."

Si Cheng frowned and thought while also agreeing with her. Xia Lingge paused, and then she realized that she had actually spoken out what was in her heart. She was silent for a while: "What do you think?"

"I can't see anything."

Sicheng lowered his eyes with regret and annoyance, "I listen to senior sister's instructions. I will do whatever senior sister asks me to do."

Still as obedient as before.

Xia Lingge withdrew her gaze and fell on the doll she was holding. The lifelike doll lay in the palm of her hand and looked at her quietly. For a dazed moment, Xia Lingge felt that the doll in front of her was not a doll at all. , but the real Qin Keqing.

She unconsciously stretched out her fingertips and pinched the doll's neck.

"Senior, what's wrong?" Si Cheng turned his head and looked at her uneasily.

"nothing."

Xia Lingge put the doll on the glass coffee table in front of her and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. The hands were "ticking, ticking" and turning slowly. Unknowingly, it was already one forty in the morning.

"Let's rest first." She said, "This doll can't see anything right now." Si Cheng nodded: "Okay."

Xia Lingge hesitated: "Si Ruan..."

Si Cheng seemed to suddenly remember something. He clenched his hands and put them under his lips and coughed softly: "Um...my sister said she met a friend she hadn't heard from for a long time on the roadside. She plans to have a chat with her tonight and not come back."

Xia Lingge: "...ah?"

Si Cheng rolled his eyes unnaturally and moved the mobile phone next to him towards the sofa. He knew that this lie sounded ridiculous, but she couldn't tell the truth that Si Ruan went to a small hotel to create a world for them. Go to bed, and also take away all the keys and money in the house, including but not limited to anti-theft door keys, electric car keys, and bicycle keys...

And his hidden money.

In other words, if he sends Xia Lingge away, he will have no choice but to sleep on the street tonight.

and……

Si Cheng glanced at Xia Lingge, he was indeed a little selfish.

Xia Lingge obviously didn't think about all the twists and turns. She looked at the doll that was becoming more and more animated - well, if something really happened in the middle of the night, it wouldn't scare others.

She happily agreed to Sicheng's proposal to stay overnight, which made Sicheng both happy and surprised, and the full manuscript was wasted.

But even if they agreed to stay overnight, Sicheng didn't have the courage to do so, and they still lived separately.

Just like this, the hands of the clock slowly pointed to two o'clock.

(End of this chapter)