Thriller game? She is just a weak woman

The man held on to the armrest and stood up with difficulty: "Ahua, I'll count to three, two, one, let's dance together."

Above dozens of floors of high-rise buildings, Yan He could still feel the wind blowing from bottom to top.

"Jump, whoever doesn't jump is the grandson." Yan He grabbed his hand and couldn't tell who wanted to jump off the building for a while.

She has hiking boots. When the time comes, she can stand upright by rubbing against the wall without fear of falling to death.

The man looked at Yan He movedly.

"Three, two, one!"

The two of them jumped forward at the same time. The man fell down, but Yan He stepped on the floor.

The high-rise scene disappeared instantly, and everything seemed to be her illusion.

Yan He glanced at the empty wheelchair and understood.

Come to think of it, if Ahua really jumped off a building with a man, why would this wheelchair appear in the Museum of Broken Relationships?

So, don’t underestimate human nature.

[Su Manzhen]: Haha, these sisters are so cute.

【Daxinnuo】: Whoever doesn’t dance is a grandson. If the boss doesn't dance, does he count as a grandchild?

[Le Kun]: Xiaoyan is so brave. What if she really jumps?

[Dao Wenshi]: The one upstairs is considered a grandson only after he dies. After all, the grandson and grandson can all be reunited down there.

[Tu Zhan]: Damn it, what kind of hellish joke is this?

[Qian Dou]: Haha (expressionless version).

Yan He continued to walk forward, but suddenly there was a "squeak" sound behind him.

This is the sound of a mouse.

Looking back, I saw that the source of the sound was actually the bed in the middle.

Yan He walked slowly over, and there were many unknown creatures squirming under the human figure on the bed sheet, and the sound came from there.

Yan He opened the bed sheet, and more than a dozen mice poured out and dispersed. With quick eyesight and quick hands, she quickly took out a nine-tooth rake and killed three of them with one rake.

Act quickly and eliminate all the rats before the exhibits are destroyed.

"The quilt has finally been lifted. Thank you for the kindhearted people. Let me take a breather." A man's muffled voice came from the bed.

[Don’t let the exhibits know that you can hear them. 】

If you continue to leave the sheets open, you'll probably be thought to be able to hear it speak.

Yan He approached the bed calmly, grabbed the sheets and spread them out.

When she got closer to the center, she could see clearly what it looked like inside.

It was a half-decomposed corpse with a swollen face, protruding eyeballs, and a bulging abdomen like an inflated balloon, giving people a sense of crisis that was about to explode at any time.

"Hey, little sister, can you please stop covering me up? I can't breathe."

The corpse moved its eyes with difficulty and opened and closed its lips.

It moved and lost several teeth.

Why should the corpse breathe?

Yan He ignored it, and Ma Liu covered the sheets and spread them flat, leaving no wrinkles.

"Stinky girl, don't be so ungrateful. Take off the quilt quickly, or I'll go out and beat you to death."

The corpse gradually became irritable and its voice became ferocious.

Yan He continued to ignore it, spread the quilt, clapped his hands, turned around and left.

The lights in the third room went out. Yan He pressed the switch and happened to meet the person inside.

Under the light, the person was pitch black, and his facial features and clothes could not be seen clearly, just like a shadow.

In its hands was a broken glass and a wad of paper.

Yan He was impressed by this. It was an exhibit in the third room. On the paper were several injury reports and letters of understanding.

This dark figure is probably a thief.

The black shadow was startled by the sudden light. When he saw Yan He, he laughed twice:

"Hello, these two exhibits were donated by me. Now I want to get back together with my boyfriend. Can I take them back?"

Want to be beautiful.

Yan He refused: "The exhibits have been donated and cannot be taken back."

Heiying was anxious and grabbed Yan He with one hand: "What's the matter? These are all the little things between my boyfriend and I, and they are all evidence that he loves me. I don't want to throw them away."

Yan He's face was filled with questions.

If her analysis was correct, this should be a story about a girl who was beaten by her boyfriend and sent to the hospital, but finally signed a letter of understanding to her boyfriend, right?

She saw no evidence of love anyway.

"It's okay, there will be these again in the future." She said with a gentle look on her face.

Heiying shook his head: "My boyfriend promised me that he will never hit me again. So this..."

Yan He interrupted her: "Why didn't you fight? Isn't this proof that he loves you?"

Black Shadow was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand why she said that, and said in surprise: "But it hurts. I am flesh and blood, not Iron Man."

Yan He still advised gently: "It's okay, love can relieve pain. Your love for him is enough to offset the fact that he beats you into a disability, talks coldly to you, has a cold war with you, cheats on you behind your back, and spends your money."

"How can these little things from the outside world affect the love between you? Your boyfriend is only nice to those women on the surface. In his heart, he only has you. Your love is the greatest."

"Think about it, if you bought insurance and were beaten to death by your boyfriend, and then pretended to be an accidental death, you would have contributed a lot of money to your boyfriend. Just think about it, you would be very happy... Bar."

The black shadow was startled, shook his head and backed away.

"No, no, no, your idea is too terrible!"

"No, it can't be offset. I don't want to die yet. You scheming man, don't even think about spending my money to seduce women!"

The shadow hurriedly threw the broken cup and paper on the counter. She kept groping with her hands, and finally threw out two shadow spheres.

She squatted down, her shadow shrinking on the ground,

The black shadow gradually shrank on the floor and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The dark shadow on the sphere faded, revealing what was inside.

One was a mobile phone and the other was a photo of a couple that had been torn in half.

This was damaged before donation and does not count as damage to the exhibits.

Yan He put the four exhibits into the cabinet and continued patrolling.

Various sad quotes and chat logs are posted on the walls.

Every time Yan He took a step, various conversations would ring in his ears.

"She is really just my sister, don't be unreasonable..."

"...I'm rich, more handsome than you, and more understanding of the world than you. You ask me why I gave up on you?"

"Have you had enough trouble? I've said it all..."

"My mother said...and my mother said...my mother also said..."

"If you don't like it, you just don't like it. What do you have to ask?"

"Aren't we a couple? What do you mean by going on a blind date?"

Countless conversations poured into Yan He's ears, as if hundreds of bees were buzzing in her ears.

Coupled with Yan He's high mental strength, he didn't feel like his head was about to explode, but he felt like he had listened to every crazy thing said by every bee.

The feeling was not pleasant.

Yan He silently recited the Great Mercy and Great Compassion Mantra and continued walking forward.

"You're lying! Whose lipstick mark is on your clothes?"

"If I hadn't come back from a business trip early, I really wouldn't believe it..."

"Wuwu, obviously we weren't like this before... Wuwuwu..."

"You scumbag, you have to die!"

Yan He's footsteps paused. She seemed to have heard crying just now?