Did you see my knife?

Chapter 117 The Mirror Ghost Single Dog

The room was black and white, and it looked a bit depressing at first, but the curtains were opened, and the sunlight from outside shone in, dispelling all the depression.

The floor was clean and spotless, Xu Fengchun felt a little tangled, stepped on it, saw very clear footprints, and immediately wondered whether he should go in or not.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, the same as other people's rooms, a desk, a bed, and a row of bookshelves full of various books.

Xu Fengchun turned his head and went out for a while, trying to see if he would get a headache when he walked to the stairs, but just as he reached the stairs, the chilling feeling reappeared.

Xu Fengchun went back to Lin Xingmu's room again, thinking that even if he had a thick skin, he would never go out, and waited here until the feeling disappeared, and then went out again.

Thinking of this, he sat at the desk, took out his mobile phone and sent Lin Xingmu a WeChat message.

"Sir, I have some discomfort. Only in your room will I not have that kind of discomfort, so can I stay in your room for a while?"

It was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any reply.

Xu Fengchun didn't know whether to go out or what to do, he felt that maybe he was paranoid, he was just too tired, and he would be fine after a sleep.

Thinking of this, Xu Fengchun couldn't help but think that Lin Xingmu and Xia Minglang were on a business trip and would not be back for a short time, so they collapsed on the table and fell asleep in peace.

This time, he slept very restlessly, and he couldn't tell how many layers of dreams Xu Fengchun had in total, but when he woke up, the feeling of palpitations was particularly strong.

I can't remember many scenes in the dream. The only thing Xu Fengchun remembers is the countless mirrors, mirrors so bright that it blinds the eyes.

I don't know if it is affected by entering the haunted house.

He stood up, rubbed some sore arms, saw that the sky outside the window had darkened, opened the door, went to the bathroom secretly to get a mop, and mopped the floor of Lin Xingmu's room. , Xu Fengchun went downstairs.

He originally thought he would still have that feeling, but he didn't feel it when he went downstairs, and he was even more sure that it was a hallucination caused by his fatigue.

In the living room, Hua Erqiao was cracking sunflower seeds, while He Tianshou and Jin Zaiying were discussing something, Xu Fengchun saw Li Jinghong cooking in the kitchen, and couldn't help leaning over to take a look when he was surprised.

It's normal, nothing happened, and the cooking skills are pretty good.

"Where did you go before, we have been looking for you for a long time."

Seeing him coming in, Li Jinghong stared at him curiously, his eyes fell on his very messy hair, he clenched the spatula in his hand instantly, and said a little unbearably: "You can take care of your hair Do you want to be more regular?"

He looked very uncomfortable, and had the urge to burn Xu Fengchun's hair with a lighter.

Xu Fengchun stroked his hair, his hair was fried from sleep, and it felt a little disheveled.

While pressing down with his palm, he said, "I'm sleeping upstairs, you didn't find me?"

"You slept in the previous room? We went to your room and didn't find anyone, so we stopped looking." Li Jinghong said.

Xu Fengchun felt a little guilty and hid what happened to him in Lin Xingmu's room at that time. He nodded and changed the subject, "Are you still able to cook?"

"The entire office, not to mention anything else, just cook and do housework. None of them can do better than me! Only Hua Erqiao, can the food she cooks be eaten? I guess others taste better than eating poison directly. More pain."

Li Jinghong sneered, and slightly complacently stir-fried the vegetables.

The fragrance overflowed, Xu Fengchun rubbed his stomach hungry, and was about to say, let me help you, when Li Jinghong kicked him out, "Go and wait on the sofa, I want to kill you when I see you." Take it back to the furnace and redo it."

Is obsessive-compulsive disorder that serious?

His hair is so disgusting.

Xu Fengchun had no choice but to sit on the sofa, rubbing his disheveled hair while listening to Jin Zaiying's conversation.

He heard a rough idea, the two people were talking about the identities of Xiaomei and Yu Hui, there was no problem, these two people did exist, and they also visited their parents, and learned that these two people had a big relationship recently Problem, it's not as common as it used to be.

Moreover, they have not contacted any firm, only contacted one of their firms.

That is to say, there is no such thing as peers messing things up. Xiaomei and Yu Hui have something to hide at the same time, and it is entirely their own messing up.

Xu Fengchun pondered for a moment about what two underage children could do together, and they made up lies to deceive people. Xu Fengchun didn't have any clue.

In fact, he wasn't very interested in this kind of thing, and he didn't know how there were so many wonderful clients, how they got used to it for so long.

Li Jinghong quickly prepared a table of meals. While eating, he took out a few bottles of beer from the refrigerator.

He Tianshou scolded him and told him not to drink, Li Jinghong waved his hand, "My book hasn't been moved for more than a month, I guess some kind of moth will come out recently, maybe it will take me over while I'm asleep I can't drink wine for a few days, I'm so lonely, let me have a good drink now."

After finishing speaking, he drank three big bottles of beer all by himself. Xu Fengchun, who had just finished eating, was dumbfounded. Seeing that he wanted to drink, he couldn't help but asked, "You've already drank three bottles, can you still drink it?"

Li Jinghong seemed to realize that he drank so much wine, scratched his hair, and said softly, "Is there any? I drank three bottles? No."

He stood up and counted three empty bottles seriously, "One, two, three, four, five, six... No, I drank eight bottles, how do you say I only drank three bottles."

Li Jinghong, who was already drunk, was full of double images in front of him, and he couldn't even count how many bottles he had drunk.

He seemed to be in a bad mood. After saying this, he hiccupped, staggered and walked upstairs, yelling that he was in a bad mood and that he wanted to take a bath so that no one could disturb him.

"It's all right?" Xu Fengchun was a little worried.

So drunk, don't let anything go wrong in the shower.

"You underestimate him, even if he is drunk and let him walk around the grave, nothing will happen to him." Jin Zaiying waved his hand, completely indifferent.

Xu Fengchun stood up and cleaned up the dishes. When he left the kitchen, Hua Erqiao was sitting in front of the table in a daze. Seeing Xu Fengchun coming out, he smiled at him and asked suddenly: "Chunchun, what are you talking about?" Ever been in love?"

Xu Fengchun was startled, "No, what's wrong?"

From being single at birth to being single for more than 20 years now, Xu Fengchun's heart seems to be bleeding when he thinks about those classmates who were in pairs in high school.

Some people already have girlfriends in high school, but he doesn't have a girlfriend after graduating from college.

I'm so single that I almost forget what a girlfriend is.

(End of this chapter)