"Excuse me, is there no one here?"
Song Yi held a plate of pickles and stood in front of Xiaoyun's table with a hesitant look on his face.
"Oh, no one, just sit down."
The girl at the table raised her eyes and glanced at Song Yi, and whispered softly. The moment she raised her head, Song Yi saw that she actually had a work badge on her body.
Ji Xiaoyun.
It turns out that this is her full name.
Song Yi sat opposite Ji Xiaoyun, and neither of them spoke, eating their own breakfast.
Ji Xiaoyun ate very little and looked very polite. Even though her breakfast staple was only one steamed bun, she ate it for a long time and chewed it carefully.
On the opposite side, Song Yi wolfed down the breakfast he had ordered.
After finishing breakfast and paying the bill, Song Yi turned around and left. He wanted to go back upstairs to sleep again.
Nowadays, in the eyes of nearby residents, Song Yi is probably an unemployed young man, or an unemployed vagrant, but he doesn't care much about it himself.
The fewer people know about him, the better if they know him, so that he has no friends or social contacts, and can be transported to various places anytime and anywhere to collect and deliver packages for Huangquan Express without any pressure.
And once you encounter any fierce ghosts or the like, you no longer have to worry about hurting your friends and relatives.
In the following days, Song Yi occasionally met Ji Xiaoyun in the breakfast shop. Perhaps because Song Yi was very upright and had clear eyes, Ji Xiaoyun met Song Yi several times, and sometimes nodded at him when they met again. Head, I said hello.
A week later, Song Yi returned from delivering a courier in the middle of the night and was about to go home to sleep. However, when he was about to reach the door of his building, he saw the familiar luxury car again.
It's that man again, He Haohui. Song Yi has a good memory and still remembers that person's name.
At this time, He Haohui had just stopped the car, and then helped Ji Xiaoyun out of the car. She looked like she had drunk a lot of wine and was a little drunk.
"Xiaoyun, let me help you up."
He Haohui held Ji Xiaoyun's waist and sounded impatient.
"No, no need!"
Ji Xiaoyun looked confused at this time, but after listening to He Haohui's words, she still waved her hands vigorously, trying to break away from He Haohui's arms, but the man beside her held her tighter at this time.
"You're my girlfriend, and it's only natural that I take you home. Besides, I'm really worried about you being so drunk and going upstairs alone!"
He Haohui's tone was very gentle, as if he was really worried about his girlfriend's safety.
After hearing his words, Ji Xiaoyun kept shaking her head: "No, it's inconvenient because there are people at home."
"What are you afraid of? We are not shady. Besides, isn't your roommate on a business trip?"
"How did you know?"
Ji Xiaoyun raised her head with difficulty and looked at the man in front of her in surprise.
"What else in this world do I not know?"
He Haohui smiled slyly, but he had already made a plan in his heart. Originally, he wanted to get Ji Xiaoyun drunk and take her back to his villa. Who knew that this woman wanted to go home life and death, but now it's not bad, because He Haohui already knew Ji Xiaoyun's roommate is not at home today, so it would be good to change places and taste.
"Let's go, I'll help you upstairs!"
While talking, He Haohui had already carried Ji Xiaoyun towards the door of the building.
And the female ghost who had been following him was trying to stop He Haohui with all her teeth and claws. Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't touch him because she didn't have enough spiritual power.