Chapter 318 Fans
"Sister Peng Wan, I'm your fan! I love your novels!" Jiang Liyue grabbed her hand excitedly.
Peng Wan's hands were icy cold, devoid of any warmth, and carried a chilling edge.
"Ah? Really?" Peng Wan's face flushed slightly, her pale and weak face showing a hint of shyness.
Jiang Liyue nodded firmly: "Of course it's true."
Through Zhu Shan, Jiang Liyue learned about Peng Wan's profession. Before her death, Peng Wan was a novelist who stayed at home most of the time and rarely had contact with people.
This is also why the authorities ruled out a revenge killing at the time. Her interpersonal relationships were extremely simple. She had basically never met many people in real life. She was also shy and kind and had never made enemies with anyone.
Peng Wan was surprised to be approached by fans and was at a loss for words.
Jiang Liyue was exceptionally enthusiastic: "Sister, I love your books so much! I've read each one several times. It's such a pity that you haven't had any new works in the past two years."
"Then, when I moved to apartment 444 a couple of days ago, I heard that a writer named Peng Wan lived on the 19th floor, so I guessed it might be you, which is why I mustered up the courage to bring my boyfriend to find you."
"Sister, you don't think I'm bothering you, do you?"
“Of course not,” Peng Wan shook her head.
She looked at the enthusiastic little girl in front of her, who chattered on and on about how much she loved her, but it wasn't annoying at all.
The reason for this is probably because her eyes are so bright and sincere that when she looks at people, they feel genuinely loved by her.
So even Peng Wan, who rarely interacts with people, was moved by her sincerity.
Yan Mobai was initially a little jealous when he saw Jiang Liyue being so close to others, but after hearing her mention "boyfriend," he immediately smiled and looked at Peng Wan with polite but distant manner: "Hello."
Peng Wan gave a pale smile: "Hello, hello."
She gave a very polite greeting, then looked at Jiang Liyue again: "Thank you for your liking, and you didn't bother me."
"That's great!" Jiang Liyue happily took her hand. "Sister, when are you going to release a new work?"
Mentioning this, Peng Wan looked somewhat saddened. She pursed her lips and said, "My health hasn't been very good for the past two years, and I've been recuperating, so I don't know when I'll be able to continue creating."
"That's alright." Jiang Liyue quickly comforted her, "Sister Peng Wan, your health is the most important thing. We fans all like you very much and hope you can get better!"
Peng Wan's eyes flickered, as if there were tears in them. She tilted her head slightly, and when she turned back, she had a gentle smile on her face: "Thank you for your liking."
Jiang Liyue waved her hand: "I should be thanking you for your work, sister. But are you alone at home? Are you sick and no one is taking care of you? Why don't I come up and keep you company more often?"
“My younger brother rented a room next door specifically to take care of me. He’s a good kid.” Peng Wan’s eyes sparkled with gentle light when she mentioned her brother. “Speaking of which, he looks about your age. If…”
Halfway through her sentence, Peng Wan noticed Yan Mobai's gloomy gaze beside her and quickly took back what she was saying.
It's all her fault for writing too many novels. Whenever she sees a man and woman who seem compatible, she wants to pair them up, especially since she just likes Jiang Liyue.
I wish I could be with her brother.
But they forgot that her boyfriend, a grown man, was watching right there.
Peng Wan smiled awkwardly: "If I have time, I'll introduce you three to each other. You young people have a lot in common. My brother is a loner, so it would be great if you could take him out and have some fun."
"As for taking care of me, there's no need. Although my health isn't very good, I still have basic self-care abilities."
"No problem," Jiang Liyue patted her chest and assured her, "Making friends is my specialty."
I can vouch for Yueyue's words; she has mostly close sisters and friends.
However, this person probably can't be a good friend, since someone's watching from the sidelines.
[Yan Mobai: Always on guard]
Seeing her so full of energy, Peng Wan smiled again.
Jiang Liyue could tell that she didn't seem to be in good spirits, so she quickly said, "Then, sister, we won't bother you any longer. I'll come up to visit you again when I have time. I live downstairs, it's very convenient."
“Okay.” Peng Wan nodded with a smile.
Jiang Liyue waved to her, then pulled Yan Mobai and turned to walk out of the corridor and into the fire escape.
As the door behind her closed, Jiang Liyue could feel the lingering gaze that had been fixed on her before it closed.
"How is it?" Jiang Liyue tilted her head to look at Yan Mobai, wanting to hear his analysis first.
Yan Mobai didn't want to analyze it, and directly expressed his emotion: "I hate it."
In any case, he dislikes everyone except Jiang Liyue.
"And I didn't look at her at all, Yueyue, don't worry, I'll only look at you. I'm a man who adheres to male virtues." As he said this, Yan Mobai's expression even showed a bit of pride.
Jiang Liyue: ...That's enough, she said that's enough.
Yan Mobai glanced at her expression before quickly saying, "Wife, I was just joking. I'll tell you the serious stuff right away. She has a strange smell about her, but it's very faint. There's a human scent, but it doesn't quite seem to belong to her. Overall, it's both human and strange."
But Jiang Liyue knew that Peng Wan had died tragically long ago, and she couldn't be human; she could only be a monster.
"Wife, if you want to know exactly what breed she is, I'll go catch her right away and dissect her, then we'll know."
Yan Mobai didn't want to get too close to other people or ghosts, so when Jiang Liyue was around, his gaze and attention were entirely on her.
Therefore, it is already quite remarkable that Peng Wan could draw so many conclusions with just a glance.
Peng Wan: ?
[Let's catch them and dissect them, hahaha. I think they said before that they wanted to catch the murderer. It seems that in Yan's eyes, apart from Yueyue, all the other ghosts can be treated like toys and handled like this.]
Isn't that right?
Jiang Liyue quickly stopped his dangerous thoughts: "Wait, she should be the one who's strange."
It's unclear why they smell like humans.
Jiang Liyue still remembered that when she was talking to Peng Wan just now, the room behind Peng Wan was pitch black and she couldn't see anything.
She remained standing at the door, talking to them while blocking everything inside, without offering to invite them in.
But if she was truly wary of bad people, why would she open the door to strangers late at night and chat with them for so long?
She was deliberately hiding something, or perhaps... deliberately leading them to investigate.
"This is really interesting." Jiang Liyue smiled and led Yan Mobai downstairs.
Yan Mobai stared at her intently: "What's interesting? Isn't it interesting for Yueyue to be with me?"
Jiang Liyue: "...If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do."
A classic scumbag's statement.
Yan Mobai was speechless for a moment, then looked at her with a wronged expression: "Wife, are you already disgusted with me? Just because you met other people?"
In the darkness, his expression twisted and grotesque with jealousy.
Whether human or ghost, male or female, anyone who captures Yueyue's attention should die.
Is it only by excluding everyone else from this apartment that she will only look at him...?
Jiang Liyue sensed Yan Mobai's increasingly gloomy tone: ?
No, now when he goes crazy, he starts with zero frames, giving her absolutely no time to react?
Jiang Liyue quickly grabbed his hand: "Of course you are the most important person in my heart, otherwise why would I bring you along, right? I think it's interesting only because the matter itself is interesting, not because other people are interesting."
Finally, she blinked and sweetly called to him, "Honey, let's go home first."
Halfway through his transformation into a villain, Yan Mobai nodded happily: "Okay."
The speed at which they changed their expressions was astonishing.
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