In the next ten days or so, Zhang Moyan didn't see Xiao Xingyu again. During this period, she did a lot of things, found a rented house, and moved. She didn't sit down and watch TV until she was busy enough to sit down and watch TV.
In the local news, we saw reports that the "Magic Rock" Adventure Club transformed into a "peak rescue team" and went to a certain city to participate in flood relief.
Although Xiao Xingyu was not seen in the news footage, Zhang Moyan was certain for no reason that he must have gone.
The new residence is in a community two roads behind Yunshan Home. She is used to living on the streets and is familiar with the surrounding area. Zhang Moyan still chooses to live here. She cannot accept a completely unfamiliar place from the bottom of her heart.
Just after nine o'clock in the evening, Zhang Moyan bought some daily necessities from the supermarket and went home. As soon as he entered the community with the bag in hand, his vision suddenly darkened.
This community and Yunshan Homes were both created at the end of the last century, but because there is no aura of housing in a school district, it is far behind Yunshan Homes in terms of popularity and maintenance. Most of the people living in the community are elderly people, and there are very few people there anymore.
As I walked around, I could see that the mulberry trees that covered the sky had not been pruned for an unknown amount of time. The dim yellow street lamps and lights from several other houses came down through the thick branches and leaves, and there was not much left on the ground.
The scorching summer has come to an end in more than ten days, and I feel a little cold even wearing short-sleeved clothes. The trail back is getting darker and darker. The grass along the way has lost the chirping of crickets, and it seems strangely empty. There is a strange feeling in the air.
The footsteps of Yan Yan were the only sound. It seemed like you could hear the echo every step of the way. As you walked, your spine began to feel chilly.
Suddenly, Zhang Moyan froze. In the dimness, she stretched her shoulders and stayed still. After a while, she looked back cautiously.
There is nothing behind me.
She blinked and looked around nervously. After still seeing nothing, she quickened her pace and almost jogged to the building where she lived. She quickly swiped the access control with her magnetic card and ran in.
This feeling has been there for several days. Zhang Moyan climbed up to the 6th floor of the house and closed the door. He leaned against the door and panted for a long time. When he calmed down, he realized that he had broken out in a cold sweat.
Putting the supermarket bags on the table, she sat down and poured a glass of water to calm herself down. While drinking water, she thought about the situation just now. Zhang Moyan analyzed that she might have overthought it.
These are all dangerous imaginations about her identity as a descendant of Chen Guanfu. Recently, she always felt suspiciously that someone was 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 in confusion and picked up the phone next to the door: "Hello, who is this?"
The answering machine went blank.
The hair all over Zhang Moyan's body suddenly stood up.
"Hello?...Who rings the doorbell?...Is anyone there?"
There was silence in the receiver for a long time. Zhang Moyan held the phone tightly and waited for a few more 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 suddenly caught in her throat. She stared straight at the machine that made the sound, completely overcome by an invisible terror.
When the ringtone rang for the third time, Zhang Moyan suddenly grabbed the phone: "Who is it?"
The intercom on the first floor was still silent.
"Speak!"
Still no sound.
But there must be someone on the first floor at this moment. She could even imagine that there was someone standing in front of the iron door on the first floor, staring at the button of her room 601.
Zhang Moyan suddenly realized that the feeling of being spied on in the past few days was not because of his overthinking, but because someone was really watching him!
What is the purpose of this person following me? Is he here for the azure glazed porcelain?
Thinking of this level, Zhang Moyan suddenly felt angry. He threw away the phone, opened the door and went straight downstairs without changing his shoes.
Isn't this the person she's been waiting for?!
She wanted to see who was the person behind the scenes who manipulated her to get to know Xiao Xingyu, and who appraised her and Chen Guanfu five years ago! Ask him what he wanted to do!
However, when she ran to the first floor, there was no one in front of the iron door of the unit building.
Zhang Moyan ran out of the building unwillingly and chased him along the road to an intersection, but still found nothing.
She stood under a street lamp, panting and thinking about what had just happened, wondering what the purpose of the bell-ringer's actions was - was it to intimidate her? Or was it provocation? Or was it simply to show that she was being targeted?
Zhang Moyan had no answer. At this time, a car turned in from a distance and turned on its high beam. Zhang Moyan reflexively squinted his eyes and raised his hand to block the car. When the car got closer, he realized that it looked familiar.
"Mo Yan?" The car stopped on the side of the road. Jin Xueyang got out of the car and ran over with a flat cardboard box under his arm, "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 is in one direction, did you see anyone?"
Jin Xueyang looked at Zhang Moyan in confusion and held one of her shoulders: "I didn't see anyone passing by. What happened? You are shaking so hard!"
"I feel like someone is following me..." Zhang Moyan muttered.
Jin Xueyang was startled and immediately looked around: "Then you can't live in this place anymore. It's too dangerous. Mo Yan, you have to change places!"
Zhang Moyan was brought back from her thoughts by Jin Xueyang's loud voice. She paused for a moment, then held Jin Xueyang's hand and tried to take her hand away: "No, I must have seen it wrong. Don't be nervous."
"I read it wrong?"
"Hmm, how can such a thing happen if Shen Hai has such good security?" Zhang Moyan looked at what Jin Xueyang had in his arm and changed the subject, "Why are you here now? What is this?"
"I just got off work, and the office is so packed right now! This is a clothes rack I bought for you online. It just arrived today. I'll see if it's available where you lived before. I'll install it for you later."
Zhang Moyan was a little surprised: "...Xueyang, you are so attentive, thank you."
"Hey, you're so polite!" Jin Xueyang waved his hand, "By the way, you better not live here. Maybe there are some old gangsters here who think you are pretty..."
Before Jin Xueyang finished speaking, Zhang Moyan's cell phone rang in his pocket. Zhang Moyan greeted Jin Xueyang: "I'll answer the phone first."
"Oh, oh, hello...are you?" Zhang Moyan held the phone, "...I haven't rested yet, now?...Okay, I'll come over and take a look now!"
Jin Xueyang waited for Zhang Moyan to hang up the phone and quickly asked: "What's the matter? Where are you going so late?"
"I'm going to Yunshan Home. The call was from the agency. They just inspected the house and said there was something wrong with my gas meter index, and the mailbox key I left couldn't open the mailbox." Zhang Moyan scratched his head, "No.
I know what’s going on, I have to go and take a look.”
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