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"I only have one key, I'll get a duplicate made for you tomorrow."
The door opened, and I couldn't tell if it was the cold wind blowing in from the balcony or the fierce look from the person behind me.
He just feels uncomfortable all over.
Excluding genetic issues, some murderers, whether to vent negative emotions, demonstrate their desire for control, practice beforehand, or even have a twisted mentality, will choose to prey on small animals before committing murder.
There is no absolute conditional relationship between the two. People who abuse small animals may not necessarily kill people, but those who dare to kill people may also dare to abuse small animals.
If this were applied to a particular person, it would seem to suggest that possibility.
Gu Xinglan wanted to look at the man's hands.
I tried turning it several times but couldn't get it to turn around.
At least... at least he was safe during filming.
Even after the door was closed, there was still a faint chill in the room.
The scene I just saw kept replaying in my mind, and my stomach felt extremely uncomfortable; I couldn't shake it off.
He immediately took out his phone.
“Li Yuechang”.
The call was answered in just two seconds.
There was no sound from the other side until the sound of swallowing appeared, rapid and forceful, as if someone was drinking.
"[Will you call me again?]" came the muffled voice from the other end.
I could still hear the sound of Li Hetai unpacking the packaging.
Still shaken by Dahei's death, Gu Xinglan glanced at the child not far away, just about to subtly mention Li Taihe's matter to make someone think twice.
The result was a "beep" sound.
The other end hung up...
Still angry?
The stark white screen of the hang-up call suddenly revealed that terrifying black shadow. Accompanied by a terrified gasp, the phone flew out of its hand, only to be caught effortlessly by someone in the blink of an eye.
Li Hetai stood in front of him, holding his phone, his eyes slightly narrowed.
He was practically begging to accept it, his chaotic thoughts jumbled away by the other person's single sentence:
"I want a bed."
Her consciousness returned instantly, and Gu Xinglan nodded repeatedly, replying, "What a coincidence, I also sleep on the sofa."
*
A single sofa is fine for a child to sleep on, but not for him.
Half an hour passed, and I was still wide awake.
His books are still in his bedroom.
Gu Xinglan couldn't sleep, so she went to the balcony.
"system."
System: [In.]
Will Le Ho Thai kill me?
System: [No.]
"why?"
System: [Because you are kind!]
"..."
There was a "squeak" sound.
Nothing could be seen through the gap.
The bedroom has no windows, but there are small ventilation openings; it's dark outside, and even darker inside.
Gu Xinglan, who had sneaked in, was completely blind.
I found the bedside table by touch, relying on my memory.
As a result, instead of finding the book cover, the night light came on.
The sudden flash of light momentarily blinded him. He quickly blinked frantically at the person sleeping on the bed, afraid of waking them.
It's a yellow single bed. The child is sleeping on his side, his body taking up half the bed, and he looks like he's about to fall off.
Four eyes collided in mid-air, staring at each other, the air almost freezing.
"Want to read a book?" Feeling guilty, Gu Xinglan picked up a book.
"it is good."
*
It's normal for someone to have trouble sleeping in a new environment.
It's normal that he can't sleep when he sees a book that interests him.
However, it was quite unusual for Li Hetai to squeeze into a single bed with him to read books.
Gu Xinglan turned a page.
I'm trying to ignore the head next to me...
Perhaps it was the dim light of the night lamps that made me unconsciously lower my guard.
As my lower body warmed up in the blankets, the faint scent of soap and clothes filled the room. My attention, which had been multitasking, gradually focused on a single line, firmly locking onto the words in the book, leaving no room for any extra energy.
The person reading in bed was completely absorbed in the book, their eyes shining brighter than a small mushroom nightlight.
On the wall, the shadow moves every few minutes, its posture becoming more and more relaxed, gradually shifting from leaning against the headboard to lying on the pillow.
Until a certain page.
People who haven't touched a book in a long time realize they've been reading for so long that they've forgotten about the child next to them.
He quickly turned his head to the side.
But they found that the other person was already fast asleep.
Her sleeping face was serene.
"Li Hetai?" The voice was as low as it could be.
No one answered.
Three o'clock in the morning.
Gu Xinglan slowly closed the book and gently touched the nightlight.
The small, square room instantly turned into a black box.
He can't say he feels at ease right now.
The ylang-ylang scent emanating from her body heat soothed her sleepiness, and her mind gradually became hazy, her eyelids growing heavier and heavier...
*
Early morning, before the first rays of dawn.
The crowd was full of people.
The person in bed was still half asleep and turned over in annoyance when woken up.
……and many more.
Why is that sound coming from outside the door?
Gu Xinglan propped herself up on the bed, her vision blurred.
"It rang for half an hour."
The child sitting by the bed had woken up at some point, and his voice was still sleepy.
"Sleep a little longer, have breakfast and then go find the school. I'll go outside and take a look first." With her eyelids swollen and heavy, amidst the noisy urging from outside, Gu Xinglan scrambled off the bed to put on her coat.
The noise was deafening in the bedroom, but it grew even louder and more intense in the living room, almost like a pot boiling over, as if loan sharks had come to collect a debt.
He glanced at the balcony.
There was still fog outside, and not even sunlight.
I glanced quickly at the clock hanging on the wall.
It's not even six o'clock yet.
The door opens.
All sounds stopped instantly, and a precipitous silence descended.
Immediately following was a sudden increase in shouting and cursing.
They were all elderly people older than him.
Their voices were all incredibly loud.
His sleepiness vanished instantly. He lost his balance and was shoved to the ground by a hand that reached in from outside, waking him up completely.
"Everyone! Calm down!" he shouted repeatedly at the top of his lungs.
As a result, the collar of my pajamas was pulled up!
"Did you kill the black dog?!"
When Gu Xinglan saw that it was the old man from the scrap yard, she was completely confused.
No, even if Dahei is a stray dog, and even if it's a misunderstanding, it shouldn't be this old man questioning him, since the scrap yard is a full half kilometer away from here!
"Oh my, my son's new car!" The old man spat, spraying saliva all over Gu Xinglan's face.
"This brat must have killed the dog! He was cursing dogs yesterday!" shouted the old man in blue stripes standing nearby.
"Everyone! It's a misunderstanding!" Gu Xinglan had finally figured things out.
But these people kept talking, giving him no chance to explain.
"If you hadn't killed that dog, the car wouldn't have been stolen!" The old man who collected scrap metal was nowhere to be seen; his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was about to slap him across the face.
As if on cue, Gu Xinglan immediately closed her eyes upon feeling the palm strike.
A "snap" sound rang out!
It didn't hit his face...
The hand holding her collar loosened, and Gu Xinglan quickly opened her eyes.
Upon seeing the rugged and unrestrained photographer, he was so excited that he almost shouted it out.
Gu Xinglan quickly hid behind the photographer.
"Fellow villagers! Let's sit down and talk about everything first!" Sister Wang's voice was loud, almost echoing throughout the house.
"You outsiders! If you don't give me a fair answer today, I'll fight you to the death!"
The old man pointed at the photographer, especially the people hiding behind him.
Gu Xinglan, who had been pointed at, awkwardly pulled her coat over herself.
"Xiao Dan, you speak!" Several elderly people parted to make way for the child as she entered.
The child seemed terrified, constantly peering into the house.
“I saw him squatting in front of the big black dog yesterday and burying the dog in the ground.”
"If you didn't do it, you son of a bitch, how could you bury a dog!" The old man stomped his foot angrily and shouted, "If you don't pay me 160,000 yuan today, you're not leaving this house!"