When Fang Yuanyuan came back from get off work, she collapsed on the sofa, without moving her fingers, and directed Xiang Wan.
"Cousin, get me a glass of water quickly, I'm thirsty!"
At that time, Xiang Wan was making dinner in the kitchen wearing an apron, listening to her orders like a maid, wishing he could kick her into outer space.
"Where did you come from, the eldest lady? Just talk when you get home!"
"Is it from your family? Are you convinced?"
"Clothes!"
Humming, Xiang Wan obediently put the water on the coffee table.
"Drink, miss!"
"Hey! You're welcome." Fang Yuanyuan picked up the water, drank half of the glass comfortably, and sighed, "You are the best for me! You are not my cousin, you are my own sister."
No matter what happened, no matter how awkward Xiang Wan was, he would definitely help her in the end. This was why Fang Yuanyuan liked to hang out with Xiang Wan—Xiang Wan was honest and righteous. Just like how she can control the temperature of the water to the right level when pouring a glass of water, Xiang Wan always stays within a comfortable range when dealing with people. Going up or down will not exceed that degree.
The lights were on in the kitchen.
Fang Yuanyuan looked at the light, squinted her eyes, laid her limbs flat, and lay down comfortably, relaxing the tension of a day's work.
"It smells so good. Sis, what delicious food did you make for me?"
"Who cooks something delicious for you? I want to eat it myself."
"Haha, don't say such hurtful words." Fang Yuanyuan sighed indifferently, and suddenly realized her life, "Why do women want to find a man? Let's make money and spend it ourselves, buy bags and lipsticks, Make food, fix toilets by yourself, rely on yourself for everything, find a master to restrain yourself, hurt your heart, hurt your lungs, and hurt your mind, what is it if it’s not self-torture?"
"hehe!"
Xiang Wan uncovered the pot, took out a bowl of clear soup and put it in front of Fang Yuanyuan.
"Let it dry before drinking."
"Wow! And my favorite soup for beauty and slimming? Sister, I love you, I love you so much."
"Are you stimulated today?"
"Where do I have it?" Fang Yuanyuan touched the soup bowl, was so hot that she withdrew her hand to touch her ear, "Isn't it right now that a girl in the editorial department lost her love, she cried all day, felt upset and boring, and suddenly found her favorite It's you."
"Come on. You say this every time you break up in love. If you have time to say you love me, it's better to be more realistic. Hurry up and help me clear the table and prepare for dinner."
Fang Yuanyuan pouted and sat up lazily.
"Hey, there's really nothing to talk about with a middle-aged woman like you."
"Fuck you, who is the middle-aged woman?" Xiang Wan glared, "Don't eat my cooking tonight!"
"I was wrong. Sister." Fang Yuanyuan laughed and slapped her own mouth, "How can you say that my cousin who is as beautiful as a fairy is a middle-aged woman? She is a middle-aged virgin!"
"Fang, round, round! I'm going to kill you!"
"Help! Officer Bai..."
"What's none of his business?" Xiang Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"It's none of his business!"
"Hahaha!"
The two sisters were joking and quickly cleared the table.
In principle, Xiang Wan still likes to cook, but she doesn't like cleaning the kitchen. After being tossed by her so much, the kitchen was in a mess, and there was not even a place to step down. That kind of "battle marks" made Fang Yuanyuan's skin tingle.
"Sister, I beg you, don't cook in the future."
"Anyway, you're in charge of washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen, why don't I do it? Perfect! Rich! Eat!"
Xiang Wan took off her apron, ignored her, and sat down to eat with a smile.
Fang Yuanyuan glared at her, then turned her face suddenly, "Whose child is crying?"
Xiang Wan was startled, and listened carefully. The familiar boy's voice was screaming at the top of his lungs.
"The one on the fourth floor, I ran into it when I came back today. His mother is at home, don't worry about it."
His mother is here, so of course she won't come to meddle in her business at this point.
Serving rice, eating, she chatted with Fang Yuanyuan about the plot of the novel.
After about ten minutes, the child's crying gradually stopped.
Xiang Wan frowned, suddenly he was absent-minded, and his mind kept thinking about that woman's expressionless face, which felt weird.
After eating, Fang Yuanyuan was still washing the dishes, and Xiang Wan sat in front of the computer.
Being dominated by a state of fear, she had a lot of brains for the next case. From the perspective of the heroine, she connected the goddess statue murder case with the male god's car murder case...
"Rong Xiaonuan recently had a repeated dream. In that dream, there were many bottomless black holes on the way she passed, and a dead person's soul was hidden in them. Every time she passed one, the case would be opened. She is related to the development of the situation, but she can't control the development of the situation. She can only watch one black hole after another being opened, and those souls slowly surface, roaring gloomyly in the dark sky, saying that there is no justice in the world, saying There is no morality in ethics, and it is said that human nature is the ugliest... "
"Rong Xiaonuan was panicked, terrified, and helpless. She walked cautiously, stepping on the dark and desolate land, even though she didn't let herself step into the black hole. But the black hole was still repeating, and repeating. She was exhausted and powerless to stop, You can only find the source of the black hole under the guidance of the dark... "
She escalates the story.
Conspiracy, darkness, filled the story.
A simple homicide and suicide case turned into a conspiracy made of corpses.
As she was writing, she was completely in the mood, as if she was smelling the conspiracy ahead, and gradually became a little dazed, unable to distinguish between fiction and reality.
She is writing a story, and the heroine Rong Xiaonuan in the story is also writing a story, and the heroine in Rong Xiaonuan's story is also repeating the same story...
Repeat, repeat.
The case in the book, the book in the case.
There are books in books, and books in books...
Xiang Wan's six senses were activated in all directions, his nerves were tense, and the keyboard was crackling, as if he had entered a two-dimensional space, and he didn't even feel Fang Yuanyuan walking over.
"Cousin?" Fang Yuanyuan called her.
Xiang Wan didn't answer, his face glowed a pale white light against the computer.
Fang Yuanyuan looked at her from the side, put down the fruit plate silently, lay on the bed and went to play with her mobile phone.
Later, Fang Yuanyuan did many more things.
Washing, drying hair, and watching TV shows, Xiang Wan didn't respond to anything.
…
Xiang Wan wrote this chapter until half past eleven in the evening.
Hours into the trek, she was completely lost in the story.
When she turned around, Fang Yuanyuan had already fallen asleep lying on the pillow.
The fruit on the computer desk has not been touched at all.
Xiang Wan was a little dazed, and felt a strange sense of strangeness about what happened in reality, as if he had never experienced it before.
Writing a book is really a high mental activity.
No wonder some people would write it as a fool, or as a lunatic...
…
After uploading the chapter to the evening, as usual, I checked the comment area.
The chapters in the past two days are very pink, and the readers in the message area are obviously more active.
"When will you hold your little hand and kiss your little mouth!"
"Does Police Officer Fang really like Rong Xiaonuan? I feel that he is so cold, unkind, and doesn't know how to love others, so I worry about Nuannuan."
"Tsundere has a moment of pleasure, chasing his wife to the crematorium, I would like to send this message to Police Officer Fang Yelan."
"Gu Yusheng obviously likes Rong Xiaonuan more. Why is the heroine so vile, and she wants to post on a man who treats her indifferently? She doesn't like the heroine, she has no skills, and she is messing around..."
"I feel that the sound of Gu Yu is not that simple? Could it be a big boss?"
There was a heated discussion in the comment area, and Xiang Wan's lips curled up as he watched, laughing at the computer like a fool.
This is probably the happiest moment of being a writer.
Writing a book is a process of finding similar people. People who like her novels are all drawn as confidants by her.
"Go crazy, go crazy and lure out your inner devil, let this novel turn this world into a hell on earth, hahahaha..."
thumping!
Xiang Wan was struck by lightning!
That ID popped up again
The unique message style locked Xiang Wan's nerves tightly.
It's him. Still him.
That ID that would pop out at any time to hammer her nerves.
Is he really just an ordinary reader who is dissatisfied with real life and vents his anxiety on the Internet, as Bai Muchuan speculated
Xiangwan reflexively looked at the time on the computer.
00:00...
Her eyelids twitched again.
Twelve midnight.
Next time I don’t choose this time period to update, suddenly a psychopath appears, it’s scary.
Turning off the computer, Xiang Wan took out the towel and went to the bathroom to wash up.
In the mirror, her tired face, red eyes, and haggard big bags under her eyes were reflected... She was startled by herself, and suddenly she didn't dare to look in the mirror, so she put a bath towel on it to cover the mirror.
These days my spirit is not very good, and the sweet-scented osmanthus sachet doesn't work either.
Gotta get some sleep. she thinks.
Coming out of the shower, Xiang Wan was about to go to bed when a sharp siren sounded outside the window.
In the city late at night, such a sound always makes people nervous inexplicably.
With her wet hair loose, Xiang Wan pushed open the window and looked out.
A police car and 120 ambulance came in from the alley, and then drove straight into Xiang Wan's neighborhood.
What happened
Xiang Wan didn't want to sleep, so he lay down by the window and listened.
Soon, there was noise from downstairs.
Some neighbors got up and opened the windows, talking and shouting loudly.
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of hurried and nervous footsteps from the building where she was.
Bang, bang, bang!
The police knocked on the door and unlocked it.
Xiang Wan boldly opened the door and walked down the stairs to watch—
A group of police officers and white coats were at the door on the fourth floor.
They had already opened the door, and the doctor at 120 lifted two people, one big and one small, out of the room on the fourth floor.
"Quick! Send it to the ambulance."
"Open the window! Check the safety of the gas circuit."
"It's all right, why bring your son to burn charcoal at home?"
"Who knows, this family has never had much contact with others, and they are not familiar with her."
"Fortunately, the neighbor smelled something wrong and called the police, or I don't know what will happen..."
"The situation is not very good now, and it seems that I am not angry."
Listening to the conversation of the neighbors downstairs, Xiang Wan's heart suddenly felt as cold as ice.
Today when she was having dinner with Fang Yuanyuan, she heard the child crying, must something have happened then
Unfortunately, she didn't go down.
If anything happens to that kid...
Xiang Wan suddenly didn't dare to think about what it would be like when the child called her auntie.
Why would a mother be willing to kill her own child
Xiang Wan's mind was in a mess, and suddenly he thought of that woman's icy face.
call! She breathed out nervously, looking at the gray sky from the corridor window.
Police cars and 120 ambulances roared away, and the community gradually quieted down.
The corridor was very dark. Standing there, the wind blew through the window, adding a trace of fear to this night that seemed to be soaked in blood...
Xiang Wan's heart was heavy, and just as he was about to turn around and go upstairs, a hand suddenly stretched out from his shoulder.
Gently, that hand patted her shoulder.
"Ah!" Xiang Wan screamed and turned her head.
"Ah!" Fang Yuanyuan was startled by her, and also screamed.
The two stared at each other for a few seconds before finally recovering.
"Cousin, what are you doing? In the middle of the night, I suddenly screamed, as if I saw a ghost..."
"I just saw a ghost? Why are you sneaking up behind me?"
"Didn't I wake up and didn't see you, so I came out to see the situation?"
"Let's go, there's nothing exciting to watch. Go back!"
Xiang Wan supported Fang Yuanyuan's arm and walked upstairs.
Step by step, step by step, like a black hole in the dark night. Suddenly, she thought of the plot written in today's book - Rong Xiaonuan's dream.
Isn't she the same as Rong Xiaonuan at this moment
Repeat, repeat watching the black hole open, powerless to stop...
If something happened to the mother and son on the fourth floor, wouldn't it be another murder case
"Am I really Conan's physique?"
Xiang Wan sighed faintly, but Fang Yuanyuan stopped suddenly and looked at her strangely.
"Conan, something happened."
"What's wrong?" She was too scared now.
"Have you brought the keys?" Fang Yuanyuan asked with a bitter face.
"..."
No.
When Xiang Wan came out just now, he didn't think about the key at all.
"It's over. Neither do I. What should I do?"
Looking at the closed door, two women in pajamas standing in the corridor, you look at me, I look at you...
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Hey, it's the second watch, is it a surprise, is it a surprise, do you want to put the monthly pass in a bowl and cook Xiaobai together