Chapter Fifty: The Murderer Was Himself



So he had no choice but to silently return to his room, change his pants, and look at the girl.

She's wiping the dust off the TV right now.

The girl slightly tiptoed, her beautiful legs straightening even more as she exerted force, her long hair falling obediently behind her, and her back was very upright, the kind of beautiful young girl's back.

An arm was swinging back and forth, trying to wipe away the dust.

Xiao Ran cleared his throat and said to her, "I'm going downstairs to buy something. Don't wander off."

After saying that, he opened the door and went out.

......

Xiao Ran bought a good quality broom and dustpan set at the entrance of the community and started walking back. There was a delivery truck parked less than ten meters away from her home.

The deliveryman was carrying a huge cardboard box, and because the package was quite heavy, he was having a lot of trouble carrying it.

Looking at the large cardboard box, Xiao Ran suddenly remembered the hanging chair he had bought yesterday. With such a large size, it must be his hanging chair that had arrived.

Thinking of him, he quickened his pace, reached out and pulled up the other side of the box, saying, "Let me help you."

"Thank you, thank you, you're such a kind person."

The delivery guy was exhausted from dealing with this metal thing, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief when someone helped him.

"By the way, is this Unit 2, Room 101?"

"yes."

"What a coincidence, it's from my family."

As they spoke, the two had already entered the building. Xiao Ran was dragging a cardboard box in one hand and holding a dustpan in the other. He couldn't open the door, so he stood outside and called out, "Xi Ci."

The girl, who was squatting on the ground wiping the glass door of the balcony, heard Xiao Ran's voice, quickly dropped the rag in her hand, and ran towards the door with her fair and delicate little feet clattering in her strawberry slippers.

Although Xiao Ran told her not to bring any old things, she couldn't bear to throw away these slippers and secretly brought them over anyway.

"Here I am!"

The girl responded crisply, reaching out to open the door.

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