Click on the only contact, organize your words and send a message.
"She seems to have discovered me. My identity may have been exposed. Should we take coercive measures?"
Soon, the man received the message.
"Play it by ear!"
After receiving the order, the man felt relieved.
…
Dong Dong Dong~
There was another knock on the door, echoing in the room.
It even completely drowned out the sound of firecrackers outside, and the man felt inexplicably uneasy.
But remembering his mission, he cheered up and went to the door to open it.
It's still the same woman.
"Brother, excuse me again, do you have a pair of clappers I can borrow?"
"You know, eating dumplings without a spoon is unhygienic and can easily cause diarrhea."
The man looked at the woman with a serious expression, as if he was observing something, but in the end he took out a clave and lent it to the woman.
After closing the door, the man stood there without going back. He had a premonition that the target he was following would come again.
Sure enough, after a while, the knock on the door sounded again.
This time the man got straight to the point and asked, "What else do you want to borrow?"
The woman smiled, revealing her white, neat teeth, and said gently, "Brother, can I borrow a toothpick? You know, it's rude not to pick your teeth after eating leek dumplings."
The man was very decisive this time. He did not answer the woman, but just looked at her with a vigilant look.
But the woman kept repeating the same words like a machine.
"Borrow a toothpick... borrow a toothpick..."
These were obviously ordinary words, but when the man heard them, he had a splitting headache. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and lent the toothpick to the woman.
The symptoms were alleviated.
…
But...even though he had only lent out an ordinary toothpick, his heart suddenly ached for no apparent reason and his body felt extremely tired.
In this way, every few minutes, the woman's knock on the door would come as expected.
"Hello, bro, can you lend me a napkin?"
“…”
"Hello, bro, can you lend me a razor?"
“…”
"Hello, big brother, can you lend me your underwear?"
“…”
By the seventh time, the man felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker. His lips turned pale, his hair turned white, and he looked very old.
The man staggered out his cell phone, pressed the distress button, and finally fell to the ground helplessly.
Dong Dong Dong~
There was another knock on the door. This time the woman pushed the door open directly, looked down at the man lying on the ground, and smiled even more brightly.
"Hello, big brother, this is the last time I'll ask you to borrow something, please be sure to lend it to me."
On his deathbed, the man vaguely heard the last two words.
"Borrow my life!"
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