But it's obvious.
Someone who is helped does not think that what she is doing is simply a good deed.
Before this, Yan Huaize had never even held hands with someone of the opposite sex.
Looking at Jiang Jiang who was sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed, he took a few steps forward and looked at the strange mirror on the bedside table, but he didn't see anything special.
Because of the distance, I could only watch her by her bed. She seemed to be having a sweet dream, with a small dimple appearing at the corner of her mouth.
He was left alone, still tormented by the scene just now.
Yan Huaize suddenly felt that the hatred in his heart was not the same kind of hatred as before, but a more bitter and complicated emotion.
As if he couldn't bear to see her stay out and leave him alone to be troubled, Yan Huaize reached out his hand to poke her dimple.
His fingertips stopped just before touching her skin.
He felt that he was also being a jerk.
I have tried so many times, but always failed. But I always reach out and try again.
Do useless things.
Yan Huaize lowered his eyes, looked gloomy, and slowly retracted his fingers.
"Um......"
The person in front of me suddenly uttered a sound in his sleep.
Then she moved her body closer to him, and the next moment he felt his fingers sinking into something soft, with a little warmth.
Yan Huaize was stunned for a moment, then looked at his finger that had poked her cheek in disbelief.
...He didn't just go through it directly?
The touch of my fingertips is not as clear as before, probably because it has not fully recovered yet, but the leap from 0 to 1 is always encouraging.
So it wasn't his illusion before, this mirror really has such a magical effect.
What about Jiang Jiang?
How much did she know, how did she know it, and what was the ghost that the woman next door had been talking about so confidently.
All kinds of doubts were placed before him.
But in fact, the amount of information is enough to make a guess.
If all known contents are known, then everyone's position is a known number. As long as one of the known numbers can be confirmed, the most likely answer can be inferred.
Now.
One of them was right in front of him, sleeping soundly.
Jiang Jiang, what about you? What's your stance on this matter?
Because of thinking, his eyelashes drooped, covering the expression in his eyes, making him look clear and aloof.
He seemed to be considering something, and did not move for a long time.
Jiang Jiang also felt something strange on his cheek in his sleep, as if he had hit something hard, but he couldn't get rid of the foreign body sensation even after shaking his head gently.
“…”
She couldn't stand it any longer and muttered:
"Bad guy, go away."
Then he angrily covered his head with the quilt.
The bad guy beside the bed didn't lose his temper, but laughed softly, with a hint of madness in his laughter.
He murmured like a gambler who had grabbed a lifeline:
"Jiang Jiang... Jiang Jiang, I bet you're doing this for my own good."
"Don't let me lose."
but...
Even if he makes a wrong bet, he won't be the loser in the end.
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