In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight slanted into Chu Qing's room, adding a touch of brilliance to the originally dark room. Chu Qing's eyes were probably flashed by the sunlight, and he opened his eyes slightly, and the furnishings of the room fell into his eyes.
Chu Qing sat up from the bed, put on her clothes carefully, and walked off the bed.
He sat on the table, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. Then he saw a letter inserted in his room.
Chu Qing subconsciously felt bad, but still opened the envelope calmly. After seeing the signature, Chu Qing's brows knitted together involuntarily, something really happened.
But after Chu Qing calmed down for a few minutes, he already had a countermeasure in mind.
While Chu Qing was thinking, he heard a knock on the door outside the house.
"Chu Qing?" Fuling stood in front of Chu Qing's door with breakfast in hand, asking the people inside.
When Chu Qing heard that it was Poria cocos, he immediately became vigilant, secretly hid the letter, and then opened the door.
"Fu Ling, you're here so early."
Poria looked at Chu Qing who had just woken up, so she didn't doubt him too much and just thought he had just woken up. "I saw that you drank a little too much yesterday, so I brought you a hangover soup."
Chu Qing smiled softly. Could he say that she didn't seem to be attentive enough? Why did he want to laugh so much when he was still sober from drinking.
"What's wrong, Chu Qing, is there anything wrong?"
Fu Ling looked at Chu Qing with a smile on her face and observed his expression carefully.
Chu Qing shook his head, not knowing what to say, "It's nothing, I just feel a little surprised that you came."
As soon as she finished speaking, Fuling entered Chu Qing's bedroom and glanced around wantonly. Chu Qing just smiled when he saw this. He had expected this scene, and the seemingly aimless glance was actually looking at him. Is there anything unusual in the room
Sure enough, Poria is still Poria and will not change as a person changes.
"Poria, thank you."
Chu Qing thanked Fuling politely with a little alienation in her eyes.
"It's okay, it should be. After all, you got drunk with me last night."
When Fuling saw that Chu Qing didn't answer her again, she knew that he wanted to drive her away, and it seemed that she shouldn't continue to stay here.
After Fu Ling left, Chu Qing immediately took out the hidden letter, copied a letter with the same handwriting but different content, and left the guest room with it.
"Fu Ling, I want to tell you something."
Chu Qing knocked on Fuling's door, and the two sat at the table. Chu Qing handed the letter he had prepared to Fuling.
Fu Ling looked at Chu Qing suspiciously, but did not open the letter for a long time. Chu Qing immediately started his performance.
"Fu Ling, I received an anonymous letter. I don't know if it's true or not. The letter asked me to help him."
After hearing this, Fuling couldn't help but feel a little strange, but she couldn't really tell what was strange, "Oh, really, if this letter is true, I think you can go there."
Chu Qing smiled and said, "But I'm afraid it's fake."
"Probably not. You think since it sent it to you, it must be someone you know well. I don't think this is a prank."
"But what should I do if someone else is really playing tricks on me?"
Chu Qing looked at Fuling seriously, her eyes full of sincerity, and the doubts in Fuling's heart immediately disappeared.
"Chu Qing, I think no one dares to play tricks on you. If someone does dare to play tricks on you, I think he might be really impatient."
Chu Qing nodded in agreement, and then continued to look at Fuling, "Fuling, don't you read what is written in this letter?"
Fu Ling looked at his serious look and couldn't help but feel a little moved, "I won't read your stuff."
"You'd better take a look and help me check the authenticity."