Feeling tired, with a complicated and uneasy mood, and having fallen asleep very late last night, Si Jiu lay on the bed for a while and fell into a deep sleep.
She was so tired, but her sleep was not good.
In a daze, she felt as if someone entered her room, then approached her and looked at her silently.
Si Jiu was a little creepy and opened his eyes suddenly in fright.
But when she saw who was in front of her, she couldn't help but gasp in surprise, "Qi Yan?!"
Her hair was styled in an exquisite way, she was wearing earrings, and her peach blossom eyes looked at her with a smile and affection - who else could it be but Qi Yan!
Si Jiu sat up suddenly, like a thief, looking around nervously, afraid that someone would rush in and catch Qi Yan on the spot. He nervously grabbed his arm and lowered his voice, "Why are you here? How did you get here? You weren't caught by them too, were you? No... Qi Yan, what's with the fingerprints on the security door of the Yese Mansion?
Why were you at the murder scene?
Do you know that the police are looking for you now?"
She spoke a long string of words rapidly, then took a long breath, ready to ask all the questions she wanted to ask, but just as she opened her mouth, Qi Yan smiled and pinched her lips with two fingers.
"Biniwo!" she glared.
"Shh..." Qi Yan pouted and shushed, "If you keep making noise, are you going to wake everyone up here?"
He spoke as if he was afraid of the people here, but his expression was different. He looked relaxed and even happy.
Seeing that Si Jiu no longer tried to argue, and was even slapped by her in dissatisfaction, Qi Yan let go of her mouth, but poked her cheek with his finger, "It seems that you are living a good life. You can even sleep in the broad daylight without any care."
"What can I do if I don't sleep? Or should I commit suicide?"
"Hey—don't poke me, it hurts."
She pinched Qi Yan's mischievous index finger in dissatisfaction.
Qi Yan's eyes swept over the not-so-obvious fingerprints on her cheek. Those were probably marks left by someone rubbing their fingers on her cheek.
Beneath his seemingly amorous gaze lies a pool of dark eyes that are unfathomable. It's a pity that few people can see his inner self through his smiling expression and eyes that appear amorous at first glance.
"I asked you to go home with me, but you refused to listen. Look, you've been taken away." Qi Yan let her hold his fingers without struggling. He looked at her and said with a smile.
Sijiu rolled his eyes at him, "Weren't you captured?"
"Do you think they look alike?"
Si Jiu looked at him for a long while. He was still in the mood to do his hair and spray perfume. He looked neat, clean and handsome, and didn't look like he was captured.
"So you're here to save me? How did you sneak in? I'm telling you, this place is so weird. Opening one door opens another, or there are repeated rooms and corridors. There's no way out. It's like being trapped in a wall."
Qi Yan waited patiently for her to finish speaking before saying, "I'm not here to save you."
Sijiu let out an "Ah?" with his mouth opened comically.
"I'm here to have a private meeting with you." Qi Yan came closer, his voice becoming even more annoying. "Or, you could say, a secret affair."
Sijiu: "..."
Qi Yan: "Hahahahahahaha..."
Perhaps it was because Si Jiu's expression of switching back and forth between 'Shock my mom' and 'Send you to the west' was too funny, and he didn't know what expression to make, so Qi Yan burst out laughing, and even looked like he was going to fall down on Si Jiu with laughter.
Sijiu's face was full of black lines.
To be honest, she and Qi Yan knew each other when they were teenagers and were classmates for several years. She always felt that Qi Yan was sometimes like a drama queen, and more often like a psychopath.
But she didn't expect him to be so sick.
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