Han Jiangxue stared at the two lines of words on the phone screen, her face full of disgust.
Did you call Xuebao?
People surnamed Han, do you know what it means to never interact with each other until death?
It doesn’t matter what kind of man I, Han Jiangxue, find, whether I sleep on the floor, whether I am scolded by him every day, or I am cruel to him, it has nothing to do with you!
And kill the cook?
Who are you?
If you dare to touch him, I will call the police first to arrest you!
Han Jiangxue typed one word on the screen with sonorous force: "Get out."
Then he blocked the WeChat account and mobile phone number of Han.
Putting down her phone, Han Jiangxue glanced at Zhang Ruoyu who started to snore again, her beautiful red lips slightly raised: Are you the one who will save me?
You never dreamed that I could save your life at the snap of a finger, right?
A night of silence.
When it gets dark, Han Jiangxue gets up.
After simply tidying up, she opened the cupboard to get some tea.
That was the meeting gift Zhang Ruoyu promised to give to her aunt last night.
But when I opened the cabinet, I saw that there was only one bag of tea left from the two big bags. When I stretched out my hand to lift it, I saw that the bag was even lighter, as if it contained nothing.
Han Jiangxue's expression changed suddenly. She opened the bag and saw that there were only two small boxes left...
She had seen before that there were at least ten boxes of tea in this bag, and it was almost too full to hold.
This bastard...
He raised his eyes and glared at Zhang Ruoyu, who was sleeping like a pig. Han Jiangxue's teeth were itching with anger.
After rummaging through boxes and cabinets for a long time, I still didn't know where the tea was hidden, but I woke up Zhang Ruoyu.
"Are you demolishing the house so early in the morning?" Zhang Ruoyu muttered, turned over and continued to sleep.
"What time is it? Get up and go to work!" Han Jiangxue kicked the bed angrily and went berserk.
"No, I drank too much last night and I have a headache." Zhang Ruoyu said angrily. "We'll talk about it next Monday."
Next Monday?
It’s only Wednesday!
"Then are you still going to Han's house tonight?" Han Jiangxue was a little worried, don't give up again then.
"We'll talk about it tonight." Zhang Ruoyu covered his head with the quilt, feeling annoyed.
Han Jiangxue's pretty face turned pale with anger.
What, is this considered revenge for delaying your pick-up last night?
At the moment, I didn't bother to talk to him, so I put on my work clothes and went out. Before I left, I said a cold word: "I'll pick you up after work, so you can refresh yourself."
As soon as I went out, I came back and took away the bag containing two small boxes of tea.
If I didn't come back at night, I might have an empty bag.
After Han Jiangxue left, Zhang Ruoyu stayed in bed for another half an hour, waiting for the sun to shine on his buttocks, and then he got up slowly.
After washing up, Zhang Ruoyu came to the living room with a cigarette in his mouth.
The dining table is filled with breakfast, including fried, boiled, steamed, and a beef offal hot pot.
The aroma fills the room and whets your appetite.
Zhang Ruoyu sat down and tasted the steamed pork ribs with rice flour first. Well, it was great.
"Eat together." Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyes and glanced at Yuan standing by the dining table.
The woman was dressed in black, but there was some blood on her body.
The ponytail is tied behind the head, and the delicate oval face is very beautiful.
"Oh." Yuan sat down and started eating.
"Slow down." Zhang Ruoyu frowned and glared at Yuan. "No one is trying to rob you."
After that, he grabbed a big bun and wolfed it down.
Kite ate quickly and a lot, but was not rude.
Because she basically doesn’t chew it and just swallows it.
The table was full of breakfast, and it only took the two of them ten minutes to clear it all.
Zhang Ruoyu burped, rubbed his belly and said, "This breakfast should be legal, right?"
"Give me the money."
Yuan stood up and prepared to clear the table.
"Sit down." Zhang Ruoyu took a sip of tea and called Yuan to stop.
She didn't sleep all night last night, so she must be tired.
"Oh." After Yuan sat down, his voice was like a robot, without any emotion. "I killed all the people I could kill last night."
"No one left?" Zhang Ruoyu frowned.
"Let one go," Yuan said calmly. "In a few days, we will be able to find the person behind the scenes."
Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhang Ruoyu would think that he was killing innocent people indiscriminately, Yuan added: "They are all people who do not exist. Some of them died a few years ago."
"You don't need to explain." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "As long as you don't kill me, you are a good person."
Yuan glanced at Zhang Ruoyu, feeling offended.
"Is there any movement in Tang Sihai?" Zhang Ruoyu asked.
"He didn't do anything." Yuan said.
"He should have noticed the existence of those people a long time ago." Zhang Ruoyu narrowed his eyes slightly.
Yuan suddenly stood up.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Ruoyu frowned.
"I'm going to kill him." Yuan said.
"Sit down." Zhang Ruoyu glared at Yuan.
"Oh." Yuan was obedient.
"Tang Sihai has a grudge against the Han family. The gang of dragons crossing the river made trouble for Han Jiangxue. He did not conspire, which proves that he follows the rules." Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and said calmly.
Yuan heard the words and said nothing.
She never judges who deserves to die and who can live in this world based on her own preferences.
Look at Zhang Ruoyu.
But she really doesn't want Han Jiangxue to live.
It looks annoying.
"Have you recovered from your cold?" Zhang Ruoyu asked casually. "The temperature difference between morning and evening has been quite large recently."
"Okay." Yuan said. "I won't infect you."
"Oh." Zhang Ruoyu nodded lightly. "Let's go get some sleep."
Based on his understanding of Yuan, Yuan had not slept for at least three days.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be so tired.
After hearing this, Yuan stood up and walked towards the master bedroom, and went straight to the floor.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Ruoyu stood at the door and asked.
"Didn't you let me sleep?" Yuan said.
"Then don't sleep on her floor." Zhang Ruoyu frowned.
Where is your blood?
It's spread on the floor, do you understand me?
"oh."
Yuan responded lightly.
Lying directly on the floor.
Zhang Ruoyu rolled his eyes, curled his lips and said, "Go to sleep on my bed."
Yuan didn't seem to hear her, she just opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling.
"This is an order." Zhang Ruoyu frowned.
"Yes." Yuan stood up and jumped on the bed.
"Take the quilt." Zhang Ruoyu said.
Yuan pulled up the quilt directly.
But he still didn't close his eyes.
Zhang Ruoyu didn't speak, just stood quietly at the door.
In this world, the only person who can make Yuan fall into deep sleep and dream is Zhang Ruoyu.
But even if he stood next to him, Yuan would not close her eyes while sleeping.
"Sleep with your eyes open so you can see your enemies and survive."
These are Yuan's original words.
On the bed, Yuan's cold and lonely face became calm.
Breathe evenly and fall asleep.
In a dream.
She wanted to kill him but failed.
Failed for the first time in life.
If you fail, you will die, this is the rule.
But she survived.
Because he killed everyone who wanted her dead.
From then on, she became his shadow.
There is only one sentence he said in my mind.
"If your head is not white and your eyes are not dazzled, you are not allowed to die."
