I'll do it as soon as I open my eyes. If the villain doesn't do it, I'll do it.

Chapter 383

Rong Zhijing recalled Shen Chenli when he was still a toilet lid. He stood there and laughed for a long time. After coming back to his senses, he rubbed his face.

"I am sick."

She realized belatedly how stupid her behavior was.

But no matter what, she found that when she looked at Shen Chenli's photos again, she no longer felt inexplicably uncomfortable and sad.

She turned the doorknob, and a doll suddenly fell down, hanging from the ceiling and dangling, with Shen Chenli's photo on its face.

Rong Zhijing calmly put the doll down, turned on the light and closed the door. As expected, the ceiling was covered with photos of Shen Chenli.

It's also on the pillows and quilts.

"Ahhh!"

When she looked at the table, even though she had prepared herself mentally, she was still startled and screamed and turned away.

On the table by the window was a jar full of water, with a close-up photo of Shen Chenli pasted on the wall of the jar, and an LED light thoughtfully placed there. The glowing head of Shen Chenli just stared at her motionlessly.

Rong Zhijing patted his chest as if he had survived a disaster, slowly shifted his gaze over there, walked over fearfully, and picked up the sticky note next to the jar, on which was written a line of words in a flamboyant style:

"Seeing that you don't have a bedside lamp, you can use this as a desk lamp - Ji."

That's sweet, thanks, but no thanks.

Rong Zhijing silently moved the jar and turned his face to the window.

She was afraid that she would be frightened to death if she woke up in the middle of the night.

Comparing it this way, she suddenly felt that Shen Chenli on the pillow and the ceiling was not so scary.

Rong Zhijing turned off the lights and went to sleep, sleeping peacefully with Shen Chenli's photo on his pillow.

I don’t know if the desensitization treatment was effective, but Rong Zhijing slept soundly tonight. She also had a beautiful dream. She dreamed that Shen Chenli, who had turned into a toilet lid, was chasing her.

At the same time, downstairs in her house, there were no stars in the sky and dark clouds obscured the moon.

Shen Chenli, who was still determined to steal, changed his position and stood in the alley between the house he bought from Ji Jinzhou and Rong Zhijing's house, his eyes fixed on the wall.

He measured the position with his eyes, and as if he had made up his mind, he moved.

Five minutes later, the night rain gradually stopped.

"Huh." He brushed off the dirt and rain on his body, stood on the wall, patted his shoulder, and praised himself in a low voice: "Shen Chenli, good job."

There are always more solutions than problems. He couldn't sleep without seeing her today.

He looked through the window and was suddenly met with a pair of eyes like dead water. It was a strange human face placed on the windowsill, which seemed to be wrinkled by bubbles. The pair of eyes were staring at him, emitting a strange white light.

Shen Chenli's breathing stagnated and he subconsciously took a few steps back, forgetting that he was standing on the wall.

“Ah—Ugh!!”

There was a sharp pain in his back and legs. Shen Chenli lay on the ground half dead, sighing faintly and thinking optimistically:

It's okay, it's okay.

It’s okay to be alive, and it doesn’t matter if you die...but if you’re not dead, you still have to struggle.

He struggled to take out his cell phone, his fingertips hesitating between the names of Ji Jinzhou and Assistant Gu.

If I call Ji Jinzhou over, he will definitely be laughed at and ridiculed, right? Maybe that wicked person will step on his stump in anger, and then call his wife over to laugh at him.

Let’s choose Assistant Gu.

He is a little abnormal, but he is kind.

"Hello?" Assistant Gu received a call from Shen Chenli just after coming out of the bathroom. "Mr. Shen, what's the matter?"