Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1410 The Third Story

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After being the first one to leave the tea party, Abby did not go back to her home, but went straight to apartment No. 1 downstairs, approached the pot of cat sunflowers at the door, and reached out and grabbed the foot of the evolutionary who played the role of cat sunflowers.

Of course, she had to pretend it wasn't Maokui's foot.

The pot of cat Aoi didn't seem very happy, but Abby didn't care so much, she rummaged under his feet, and even lifted up his long robe, finally found the key that he had stepped on under his heels .Barbecue Hu probably also knew that his alcohol-soaked sanity was not very reliable, so he left a spare key here - it was purely accidental luck that Abby found it.

She picked up the key, put it in her trouser pocket, and listened quietly for a while.

The other residents on the first floor have not yet returned from Elizabeth's house.Xiao Huang was really out of spirits, and seemed to really believe Elizabeth's tricks, and refused to leave, and Ah Hei could only wait; the pair of female college students seemed to be going to Mr. Guan's house for a while, whether they would come back soon.

In other words, she could only place her hope on Miss Chen.

After waiting for a while, she finally heard the door of apartment 6 open.Grandma Pink's intermittent voice sounded. After saying goodbye, the slow footsteps belonging to Ms. Chen were walking towards the stairs little by little.Abby—wait until she could vaguely see Miss Chen's feet, then took the key out of her pocket, and was about to open the door—when Miss Chen's footsteps suddenly stopped on the stairs, she Yes, the old lady saw herself.

She inserted the key into the keyhole on the door of Apartment No. 1, and called out sweetly, "Brother Hu? It's me, Abby."

Miss Chen was still standing on the stairs without saying a word.Although from Abby's point of view, she couldn't see the old lady if she didn't turn her head, she could feel the other person's eyes sticking to her back all the time—the old lady, it's a good thing, especially this kind of relationship between men and women. between things.

After entering the living room, Abby closed the door behind her as quietly as possible, cutting off Miss Chen's gaze.Although Elizabeth is quite unprincipled, the tea party helped her a lot: when others asked how she was doing, Abby smiled and replied that although her latest boyfriend was a bit rude on the surface, it was good for her. The wine actually treated her very well, and she was very happy.

Even if the neighbors hadn't connected her boyfriend with Barbecue Hu at that time, after Ms. Chen witnessed her entering apartment No. 1, she should have understood everything.I don't know how long it will take for this gossip to spread?

The living room in Barbecue Hu’s house has not been ventilated for some time, and it is heavy and stuffy. The thick wine smell accumulated over the years seeps into the nasal cavity, pores, and ears like sewage. With a bang, the door of Miss Chen's apartment was closed outside; this sound seemed to release Abby from the silence, and she started to walk again, looked around the house, and sure enough, she was on the floor of the bathroom. Barbecue Hu who was drunk and unconscious was found on the road.

After confirming that it was impossible for him to wake up for a while, Abby ignored him, left him on the floor, went into the living room and opened the window for air.According to the introduction in the character manual, since she discovered that Barbecue Hu had the habit of hiding the keys under the cat sunflower pot, she had come in two or three times while he was drunk, and she was very familiar with the interior of the apartment.

She walked into the kitchen, dug out a bagful of apples that were not bad from the refrigerator, washed one and ate it herself.Between the crackling sound of biting an apple, there was also the low, unconscious grunting of Barbecue Hu, just like the background music that would sound every time she visited.In the next period of time, Ms. Chen will probably pay attention to Apartment No. 1 all the time; she can't go out too early - after all, lovers, how can they leave just after seeing each other?

Abby ate the apple and watched TV a little less than thirty minutes later.Barbecue Hu couldn't wake up without sleeping for a few hours, so there was no need to worry about him, but she was really bored, so she simply went through the cabinets and drawers of Barbecue Hu.

This time, there was a small surprise: there were a lot of coins and small change piled up in a corner of the TV cabinet.She counted and stuffed them into her pockets all at once, but when she moved now, her body made a rattling noise.

When she sat back on the sofa again, she heard a faint sound of music; following the sound, she found that Barbecue Hu's cell phone was buzzing and vibrating between the cushions - a series of text messages from "A Ting" The information is all poured into the phone.

"You called me again after you got drunk last night. I told you, don't call me again." The content of the message lit up on the screen. Judging from the tone, it seemed that the sender was already very upset.

"We're both divorced, so we can live our own lives, isn't it good?" It turned out that Ah Ting was his ex-wife.

"If you continue to drink like this, your body will be ruined. Although we are separated, don't you want to find another suitable person to marry and have children..." This message was long, and part of it was hidden.

Unexpectedly, Barbecue Hu is still the kind of person who never forgets his ex-wife—Abby is very interested in what he said, but unfortunately the phone is locked and cannot be opened; after thinking about it, she thinks that although no one should see it, these It's best not to leave the information, grab the phone and go into the bathroom.

As soon as she entered, she was almost thrown off again by the smell of alcohol.Her nose, which quickly fell out, was much better off after being smoked; Abby took a look at herself in the mirror, put on a bit of lipstick, and then crouched down, pointing her phone at the barbecue beard. Her face—maybe because her face was deformed when she was lying down, she tried a few times before she finally turned on Barbecue Hu's phone.

She opened the communication history between Barbecue Hu and A Ting, deleted all the messages, entered the address book again, and changed A Ting's mobile phone number to her own.In this way, the next time Barbecue Hu is drunk, he will call her; all the people he communicates with will also become her.As long as she doesn't answer the phone and tries to imitate A Ting's tone when sending messages, it's hard to find Barbecue Hu.

Abby tried sending a message to Barbecue Hu's phone.

"I got your call yesterday," she was typing, "Is what you said true? I'm very happy to hear it."

Without thinking about it, it was as if she knew what to do naturally—she picked up the mobile phone that had just received her message, and wrote back: "Of course, I've been thinking about you."

"I miss you too." Abby replied on her mobile phone, "Why don't you let me tell everyone that we are together?"

"Dating is a private matter, and I don't like to tell others about it. You didn't tell it everywhere, did you? Don't tell anyone, especially the neighbors."

Abby chatted with herself for a while like this, and dozens of messages were loaded in the two mobile phones soon, and it really looked like two people who were in love.She wasn't quite sure whether Barbecue Hu would review the correspondence records with his ex-wife when he was fine. It was all over, but she picked and deleted more than half of it.

...It doesn't matter, anyway, when she dies, the police and neighbors will check her mobile phone instead of the barbecue.

Abby ruffled her hair as she thought.She wiped out the lipstick she had just applied with one finger, leaving a red mark on her lips, as if she had just kissed someone.She opened the door and paid special attention to Ms. Chen's apartment. Seeing that there was no shadow under the door and the curtains were drawn tightly, she quietly slipped the key she was holding in her sleeve into the cat pot when she walked past the door. inside.

"You don't want to tell the truth," he said.Gently touched the leaves of Maokui, smiled slightly: "Next time I come, your master will quarrel with me."

　In fact, this time I was mainly on a business trip. The boat and car were bumpy for a few days, and I will finally start working tomorrow. I don’t know when it will be updated.I'm afraid the update time is not stable, but I will try to keep it updated.

　
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