"The problem now is, how to lure out that ghost baby?" Lan Yan pinched her chin and spoke thoughtfully.
Qin Nuo looked at him and said, "Maybe he'll come out at night."
"The child recognized his father. Although the male owner is stupid, he still dotes on his child."
Lan Yan nodded half-knowingly, shook off the water stains from under her feet, and asked, "Where is that woman from last night?"
"She likes to watch TV with the man. Perhaps the bell will tell us when she appears."
As Qin Nuo spoke, he took a fairly edible orange from the basket on the table, tossed it and said, "There's nothing much to do during the day except looking around here and there. Just wait."
After chatting for a while, Qin Nuo returned to the guest room. The dirty man was still sitting there. He had already folded the baby clothes and was carefully picking out some small flaws on them and removing them.
If we didn't know in advance that he looked so careful, no one would have thought he was a fool. It can only be said that it is normal for him to behave like this when it comes to his own child.
Qin Nuo picked up a rag doll on the side. The label on it was not torn off, so it should be prepared for the unborn baby.
It can be seen that the young couple who were preparing to welcome the third member of their family were full of beautiful visions for the future.
Qin Nuo handed the rag doll in his hand to the dirty man.
The latter looked up at Qin Nuo, took the doll, wiped it gently with his fingers, looked up at Qin Nuo again, his eyes focused again, and grinned.
Seeing this, Qin Nuo tried to communicate with the dirty man, but the latter focused all his attention on the things on the table and ignored him.
Qin Nuo's expression was full of helplessness.
The dirty man sorted out the baby items on the table, then took out some headshots from somewhere and pasted them on the dolls.
The mug shots correspond to the family roles played, and the dirty men hold them in a kind of playhouse game.
Qin Nuo looked at the headshots and raised his eyebrows slightly. He pulled a chair over and sat down, then said with a smile, "I like playing this too. Can we play together?"
The dirty man ignored Qin Nuo. Qin Nuo looked at his expression and tried to pick up a rag doll.
The dirty man didn't care. He picked up the scissors and carefully cut the flaws on the edges of the portraits, concentrating on it.
Qin Nuo moved closer and looked at the headshot on the doll.
It’s more like a selfie than a headshot.
In the photo, one person is holding and kissing another person with a happy smile on his face, while the other person looks like he is soundly asleep.
This is nothing, but in Qin Nuo's eyes, it has another meaning.
Qin Nuo stretched out his hand to tear off the headshot, and the dirty man next to him suddenly grasped a pair of scissors and stabbed Qin Nuo's right eye fiercely!
Qin Nuo raised his right hand unconsciously, pinching the scissors between two fingers, and looked at the dirty man's angry face, who was obviously angry because Qin Nuo had torn off the portrait without his permission.
"Don't be angry, I just want to take a good look at it, I'll glue it back for you."
Qin Nuo pasted the photo back on and handed the doll back to him.
After taking them back, the dirty man put all his attention back on his "toys".
Qin Nuo didn't bother him anymore and got up and left the room.
In the corridor, Qin Nuo just came out, and Lan Yan also came out of the bedroom over there, holding something wrapped in a cloth bag in her hand.
"What is that?" Qin Nuo asked.
"Found it in the bedroom."
Lan Yan opened the cloth bag and revealed a sharp knife, brand new and sharp.
Lan Yan waved it a few times and weighed it in her hand: "It fits my hand quite well."
"Let me see it."
Qin Nuo took the sharp knife. It was indeed new, without even a trace of rust on it.
"What are you doing with a knife?" Qin Nuo handed the knife back to Lan Yan.
"It's useful. I'm using it for self-defense tonight. Didn't you say that a dagger can't be used casually? I need something to defend myself, right?"
Lan Yan pushed back the sharp knife, patted his waist, and said, "No need. I've prepared a bunch of tools to facilitate the operation tonight."
"You said those were ghosts, what use can ordinary guys have?"
Lan Yan said unhappily, "Why are you so stupid sometimes?"
"Everything here is old and worn, but this knife is surprisingly new. Maybe it's a powerful ghost!"
"Keep it, it will come in handy."
Qin Nuo looked at the sharp knife in his hand. Lan Yan's words made sense, so he kept it on his body.
At this time, as time passed, the light outside the window gradually became smoky yellow.
The hands of the wall clock ticked away, and before I knew it, it was night.
Inside the suite, the light bulbs in every room lit up automatically, and the living room became eerie and silent again.
Qin Nuo returned to the guest room. The "toys" on the table were neatly placed on it, and the dirty man shrank back into the garbage pile.
With a dusty quilt covering his back and his body pressed against the cold floor, he slept extremely comfortably in such an environment and in such a sleeping position.
"He goes to bed at seven and gets up in the middle of the night to make a fuss. This idiot is a night owl."
At the door, Qin Nuo and Lan Yan put their hands on their hips, looking at the dirty man who had fallen asleep in the corner.
Qin Nuo shook his head and said, "Maybe he is just waiting, waiting for the woman who will appear at that time."
As he spoke, Qin Nuo stretched and said, "It's almost time for us to rest."
"After all, we have to get up around three o'clock tonight."
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