"The study is on the first floor. There are computers and books. You can play whatever you want."
There was still noisy life outside the yard, but it was quiet and comfortable inside. Qingyi couldn't get used to it for a while, and actually stared at the door closed from the outside for a long time in a daze.
There are many stars in the sky, and Qing Yi doesn't know why, but they also twinkle like those stars.
Shaking her head, she looked at the study computer on the first floor for a long time, but finally did not touch it but slowly walked to the bookshelf, found a novel and slowly flipped through it.
"Boom!!" After turning a few pages of the book, Qingye was startled by the sudden sound and raised her head to look out the window. It was pitch black outside, and a gust of wind blew by, and her heart started to tingle unconsciously.
Speaking of which, although she was born under the red flag and studied Marxism-Leninism-Maoism, she was a full-fledged theist. Growing up, she followed the Shen family’s grandmother to visit countless temples and pray to countless Buddhas.
This is also the reason why, even though she has been in the Shen family for so many years and despite being unfairly treated, she still lives calmly and comfortably. Because she believes in fate, believes that this is the arrangement of gods and Buddhas, and believes in karma, and does not dare to do anything bad even if it is
In the end, when those people hated her and blamed her so much, she naturally thought that this was cause and effect, caused by her biological parents. Now she came to taste the effect.
However, there is one advantage for people who believe in gods and Buddhas, that is, they usually do not do anything bad and are not afraid of ghosts calling the door in the middle of the night.
Therefore, although the sound frightened her, it did not frighten her.
I put down the book, opened the door, and walked into the yard. I looked around and saw no one. I couldn't help but wonder: "Gu Feng, are you back?"
No one responded to her, and she frowned. Could it be that something had been blown down by the wind? Thinking of this, she was not prepared to pursue it any further, and turned around to go back to her room.
But she was only halfway through turning, but she suddenly paused again, sniffed her nose vigorously, her brows furrowed even tighter, the smell of blood was so strong.
I searched the yard again, and finally found a man in the corner behind a bush of young people. He was lying there. The strong smell of blood came from his body.