The next day, I woke up before dawn. I looked at Yan Niang in my arms. She was sleeping soundly, but I was tossing and turning. I stood up carefully and tried not to make any noise.
, so as not to disturb her. After putting on my shoes, I pulled up the quilt for her and quietly exited the room.
The air in the ancient morning is good, so it’s good to get up early and take a walk! As I walked, I was thinking about what I should say when I say goodbye to Yan Niang later. Unknowingly, I walked to the stable. Looking at my horse,
I suddenly wanted to leave without saying goodbye. But when I thought about it, I felt that I was really sorry for Yan Niang... After I walked out of the stable, it was already starting to get light, and I walked towards the backyard, recalling what happened last night as I walked.
Thing, who is that handsome guy, those men in black, that killer? Their identities must be extraordinary, otherwise how could a killer want to kill him? Plus his extraordinary temperament...
"Ouch!" I was so absorbed in thinking that my feet got caught on something and I fell to the ground! I got up with difficulty from the ground and spat and cursed: "Damn it! What the hell is this? It's harmful.
I fell down and it hurt so much... Ouch..."
I twisted my waist and looked down. I saw a black guy with sound limbs lying on the ground in a large shape.
"Dead person?" I was shocked. I took a few steps back and stared at the corpse. Oh my god! Isn't this guy in black clothes the killer last night? Was he killed? Who? Who?
Kill him? Those men in black? Oops... Looking at the corpse, I was very, very scared... I tried hard to comfort myself: Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It's okay. He may not be dead, he may still be alive.
He’s not dead! I mustered up the courage to go up to the guy and carefully kicked him. No reaction? I kicked him again and still no reaction? Is he really dead? [