This heroine is not quite right [Crossing the Book]

The sunlight was getting stronger and stronger, and the temperature was gradually rising. The sunlight through the window fell on Mi Lu's eyes dazzlingly, and at the moment Mi Lu's whole body was being restrained, and the sharp blade resting on his neck was very sharp.

"Don't make a sound, you know?"

The second male lowered his voice to threaten.

With his mouth and nose covered, Mi Lu was naturally speechless, because he didn't dare to move the sharp blade, so he could only blink quickly to express his cooperation.

I thought to myself that this manor is heavily guarded, how did the male second sneak in?

Mi Lu was covered by a black cloak, and he was forced into a narrow passage on one side, and Mi Lu was hijacked into the woods in the backyard.

Is it necessary to be so troublesome to kill people?

Mi Lu was thrown by the lake, and the male second hand held the gun with the silencer on and said in a low voice, "Now, jump in."

There are piranhas in this lake.

"Why didn't you just kill me?" Mi Lu asked puzzledly, dodging back while diverting his attention.

The second male frowned tightly and squeezed the trigger, passed by Mi Lu's ear and said, "If you don't jump again, I can accept your suggestion."

It seems that I don't want to leave artificial damage, so I want to make an accident.

Mi Lu tentatively said, "Actually, I have a very good relationship with Ling Ran, aren't you afraid of her?"

"Why should I be afraid of her?"

"If you are not afraid of her, why did you deliberately create the illusion that I fell into the water?"

The second male approached and said: "I will get rid of anyone who gets close to Ran Ran for unscrupulous purposes."

"Then you should kill Hua Qing."

In the original book, the male second is not the kind of character who wants to kill everything, there is no reason why he has to let himself die.

"Hua Qing?" The second man looked at Mi Lu with a frown and asked, "They are already engaged, so what danger will Ran Ran have?"

"Actually, Hua Qing has always treated Lingran badly, otherwise... why would they only see each other once in several months." Mi Lu didn't know if his nonsense words were convincing enough.

The eyes of the second male were ignited, and he stretched out his hand to strangle Mi Lu's collar: "Hua Qing really treats Ran Ran badly?"

It turned out that it really worked, Mi Lu said along the way: "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can go and find out what happened in District [-] ten years ago. Hua Qing must have done something to make Ling Ran have to be restrained by him."

This puzzle happened to be the key point that Mi Lu had never figured out.

"Okay." The second male let go of his hand, fixed his eyes on Mi Lu and said, "I will investigate, and if you lie, I will definitely come to you again."

Mi Lu watched the second male figure quickly pass through the woods, and then there was a human-shaped bat gliding through the air and disappearing into the clouds. This aircraft is too high-tech.

Then the siren of the manor sounded, and Mi Lu subconsciously stretched out his hand to reach his neck, but luckily no blood was seen.

Going back to the garden, the two were gone. Mi Lu went back to the living room and saw Lingran sitting alone on the big sofa, and the electronic screen in front of him called out the monitor in the manor.

"I thought you were running away?" Lingran put down the controller, and beckoned to come over.

The picture captured by the magnified monitor is the black bat-shaped aircraft.

Mi Lu sat aside, only to realize that Lingran seemed to have bathed again, and even the skirt had been changed from a white skirt to a short black skirt, which looked very glamorous.

The siren stopped, and Mi Lu asked curiously, "Won't Hua Qing eat with you?"

"Din with me?" Ling Ran turned her head to look at Mi Lu and said, "Just now the technology company's headquarters in the third district was attacked, and now Hua Qing is busy."

Why are these words full of gloating sight?

Mi Lu couldn't help shivering, then turned to look at the electronic screen pretending not to know, and said, "This is it?"

Ling Ran turned off the electronic screen casually, and replied with a slight frown: "The siren in the whole manor is because of this person."

Fortunately, I didn't doubt myself.

As the night deepened, darkness enveloped the entire manor, and they ate as usual.

Perhaps because of Lingran's preference, there are even fewer vegetables. Mi Lu bit the broccoli and saw that she was skillfully cutting the steak and couldn't help asking, "Don't you eat some vegetables?"

"Vegetables don't taste good." Lingran expressed her dislike very confidently.

In the past, Mi Lu would have directly stuffed vegetables into his mouth, but now he really doesn't have the guts.

Especially when the big Tibetan Mastiff was eating bloody pieces of meat, Mi Lu was even more worried about his small arms and legs, which might be useless after one bite.

At night when it was close to zero o'clock, Milu was sleepy, but Lingran was sober as if nothing had happened. The old servant reminded the time and was allowed to go back to the room to rest.

After taking a bath, Mi Lu lazily fell on the bed, and slept until midnight, but had to wake up because of thirst.

Looking at the whole manor from the window, Mi Lu came out of the bedroom to go to the living room to find water.

Unable to find the switch for the corridor, Mi Lu could only grope his way downstairs, and finally poured a glass of water by the moonlight outside the window.

Cold water gulped down his stomach, before he could put down the glass in his hand, Mi Lu suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure in the French window.

The moment the fire was lit, the glass in his hand was shattered by the bullet.

The fragments fell on the ground, and Mi Lu had no time to avoid it. The figure quickly moved in front of her eyes, and when her face appeared in front of her eyes, she could clearly see that she was Ling Ran, but her dark eyes were lifeless.

Is this a human or a ghost?

Mi Lu eased her breathing and didn't dare to make a sound. She was walking upstairs like a puppet. Could this be sleepwalking?

Is she going back to the bedroom or going to the rooftop?

Because of worry, Mi Lu had no choice but to follow behind. Fortunately, after going upstairs, he went straight to the bedroom, and he didn't think about going to the rooftop.

But the wide open bedroom door really worried Mi Lu, and approached cautiously to close the door, but unexpectedly there was a sound of something breaking inside.

Mi Lu hurriedly ran into the bedroom, but no one saw him. Instead, he was attacked by someone. Although his fighting strength was not enough, his reflexes were still good.

Luckily, he avoided the successive attacks, but unexpectedly, he was forcibly thrown to a high place. Fortunately, Mi Lu stretched out his hand to relieve the impact, and then flipped over and landed on the ground smoothly.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains covered the moonlight outside, and the room was surprisingly dark, but the impatient steps sounded again, even accompanied by the noise of things collapsing.

"Come out!" The anger in this voice seemed to seek revenge.

Mi Lu didn't dare to respond, his left arm was still in severe pain, and he didn't know if he had broken a bone.

Probably no one answered, Lingran seemed to have calmed down, but in an instant it turned into crying again.

"You can't... die, how can you leave me!"

The voice seemed to be coming from near the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Mi Lu could vaguely see Lingran crying bitterly while covering her face.

This is very similar to the scene when he fell from a high altitude, although Mi Lu couldn't tell if it was her disguise or she was having a nightmare.

But Mi Lu still walked towards the person who was huddled in the corner, probably because of the sadness that made people calm down, until Mi Lu stopped beside her, she couldn't see her looking in this direction.

"Aran?" Mi Lu called softly, hoping that this would wake up the pained person.

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against Mi Lu's body, and the eyes of the person who lowered his head looked at Mi Lu loosely. It was obvious that she was still immersed in the nightmare, and tears flowed down the side of her face.

Mi Lu moved forward slightly to peck the warm tears, wrapped his arms around the trembling man and whispered, "Don't be afraid, Aran, I won't leave you."

The person in his arms stared at Mi Lu anxiously, the gun in his hand was thrown on the ground, and his cold hands groped on Mi Lu's cheeks, as if they were touching a fragile object.

A choked sound rang out from beside his ear, and Mi Lu couldn't move and was hugged tightly, like the only driftwood in a lonely boat.

And Ling Ran was like a drowning person, holding on to Mi Lu tightly, unwilling to let go.

"It hurts, it hurts so much..." Lingran bent her limbs like a child, wishing to be embedded in Mi Lu's flesh and blood.

Mi Lu thought that she was injured somewhere, so he stretched out his hand to check, but the person in his arms pushed suddenly, and instead held Mi Lu firmly.

Lingran's tears were dripping uncontrollably just like back then, but her expression was already calm, her empty eyes stared straight at Mi Lu as if she was staring at Mi Lu as if she was in a daze.

At this time, her mood was unstable, and Mi Lu was afraid of provoking her, so he didn't dare to speak out, after all, the gun was not far away.

"who are you?"

"I'm Mi Lu, do you still remember?" Mi Lu said tentatively.

But the person in front of him just let go of his restrained hand, hugged his head and fell to the side struggling in pain, muttering: "It hurts...the head hurts..."

Mi Lu got up and took out the sheet, bound her whole, and then carefully let her lie down.

She still didn't stop struggling, Mi Lu didn't dare to take it lightly, and stretched out his arms to hug her tightly.

She didn't fall asleep until the dawn of the day, and Mi Lu was already exhausted.

When Mi Lu woke up, there was no pain in his whole body.

The person beside him had disappeared, so Mi Lu got up worriedly, only to find Ling Ran sitting in the rattan chair by the French window.

Mi Lu approached cautiously, his clear eyes were very calm, the thin smoke between his fingers was half burned, and the wounds on the feet hanging outside the rattan chair were not treated.

For some reason, Mi Lu didn't dare to speak out, maybe because he was afraid of disturbing her, he turned to the medicine box, and usually prepared some common medicines.

Carefully holding her feet, Mi Lu knelt aside, first performed basic wound disinfection, and then bandaged her with gauze.

Lingran didn't say a word during that time, but Mi Lu was sure of at least one thing based on last night's reaction.

She really has amnesia.

It's just that Mi Lu is not sure whether Lingran lost her memory due to a head injury, or because of other reasons.

"Did I scare you last night?" Ling Ran asked in a low voice.

"No." Mi Lu took the thin cigarette that was about to burn out between her fingers, and sprayed the back of her hand with disinfectant spray, "What happened to you last night?"

The corners of Lingran's mouth turned up contemptuously, and she leaned her head sideways towards the morning glow outside the window, saying, "I don't know what I am like at night."

"Have you gone to see a doctor?" Mi Lu asked while holding the scissors to cut the gauze.

"At first I thought it was illness, but then I found out that the nightmare at night might be real." Lingran smiled and said, "Although it was a nightmare, I was not alone in that nightmare, although I can't remember stand up."

Her smile was not warm, even colder than ice and snow, but her clear eyes shone with persistent light, which was not normal but rather strange.

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