Chapter: 186

No, you can't be so cowardly!

——Xue Monster, this Goddess has pardoned your sins, pack your bags and come back!

It seems too arrogant to say that, what if Monster Xue gets angry again?

Oh, it's so annoying! Tian Jingzhi grabbed her hair anxiously, as if she could think of a perfect way without losing her dignity.

Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder from behind.

Tian Jingzhi was overjoyed immediately, it couldn't be Xue Monster, could it? Such a tacit understanding! She turned her head happily, saw the person coming clearly, with a puzzled expression on her face: "Why do you..."

At this time, Xue Lingqiao was lying on the grass by the lake in his old residence basking in the sun with his eyes closed, and suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart. He sat up abruptly, but after a moment of discomfort, he returned to normal. Xue Lingqiao was wondering when a notification sound came from the mobile phone. It was a message from Tian Jingzhi, and there was a marked map in it.

—Come here right now.

Seeing the message, Xue Lingqiao felt a little headache, what kind of tricks was she playing. In terms of work, the demon Tian Jingzhi was called the second, and no one was called the first. Xue Lingqiao didn't even realize that she had become a patient with Stockholm Syndrome, and explained to the big white turtle lying on the lake with a happy face: "Do you know what it means to play tricks? It's a game that is beneficial to physical and mental health... But I won't Match her."

She will be empty if she doesn't get attention, but the emptiness is only temporary, and new people and things will fill her life again.

Xue Lingqiao put the phone in his pocket, closed his eyes and lay down again. The sunlight fell on the long eyelashes and kept shaking like wings. After closing his eyes for a long time, and opening them again, he suddenly found that he was broken. It was just a text message, and not only was his imagination full, but he felt empty lying here spending time. Generally speaking, it is natural for people who spend too much time without a goal to feel empty, but Xue Lingqiao has always been at a loss and wandered, but never felt empty.

It is said in the book that emptiness is the killer of vitality. Not every life has vitality, but he has always had it. I don't know if it will be gradually swallowed by emptiness someday in the future.

Five minutes later, Xue Lingqiao got into a taxi: "Hi, I'm going here."

"Are you going to collect fish?" the driver asked.

"fish?"

"It's a seafood warehouse. No one goes there. I thought you were collecting fish!"

Xue Lingqiao smiled: "Don't collect the fish, go play a game."

After getting off the car, I saw at a glance that this seafood warehouse was desolate and quiet, and it really didn't seem like people often come here. Xue Lingqiao stood among the warehouses and looked around carefully. What kind of game does Tian Jingzhi come to play in this kind of place? Are you really here to buy fish? What kind of idleness is this.

Xue Lingqiao took out her mobile phone and was about to make a call to Tian Jingzhi, but her heart suddenly beat more and more chaotically and became weaker and weaker. It flickered a few times like a broken light bulb, and then returned to silence . Xue Lingqiao knows that mood swings may cause the heart to resonate, too excited or sad, but he can quickly distinguish those clear emotions. But this time was different, it was not normal, it was the first time he encountered this situation, he could barely feel her heartbeat slowing down and becoming weaker.

Although it wasn't certain that something bad had happened, Xue Lingqiao's palms were damp, and she subconsciously swallowed her saliva, her body's reaction had already admitted this point unavoidably.

The phone soon received a new text message.

— Warehouse 33 .

The light came in from the ventilated ceiling on all sides of the warehouse, and the beam of light seemed to have a solid body, and the dust was reflected into gold and surging.

The warehouse exudes a musty smell that has grown for a long time without ventilation. There is a notebook on the simple desk, and the monitoring screen inside and outside the warehouse is displayed in real time on the screen. Men in isolation gowns are arranging surgical knives, blood bags, infusion tubes and other medical equipment on the prepared stretcher bed.

The warehouse was so spacious that the small sounds of the scalpels colliding echoed. And in the small dirty fish tank, the red goldfish swims slowly, and Tian Jingzhi's mobile phone is also lying quietly in it.