monopolize her

The plot is getting more and more dangerous later, the singing of ghosts is mixed with the screams of people's horror, which is very scary in the dark room

Probably the little girl's consolation helped, Wen Yuran seemed to have figured it out, and slowly calmed down.

On the screen, the female ghost's horribly long nails can strangle the male protagonist's neck, but they can't reach out of the screen after all.

That's right, the ghosts in the movie can't hurt her, so what's there to be afraid of?

After she figured it out, the images on the screen left her with only visual stimuli, without the panic full of substitution.

And once the movie loses its sense of substitution, it is very easy to distract people.

Wen Yuran looked at it, his thoughts drifted to other places——

Why did the little girl pull herself to watch horror movies?

If the last time I was in the cinema was to pretend to be scared and pitiful, what about this time?

This time, the little girl neither pretended to be afraid, nor did she take advantage of the maneuver to move.An opportunity that can be exchanged for a request must have a purpose, right?

What is the girl's purpose?

The video is over.

The movie ends with the fate of the loop. If you watch it from beginning to end, you will definitely break out in a cold sweat.

But Wen Yuran was distracted, not only did not break out in a cold sweat, but fell into deep thought.

"pat"

Ning An closed the laptop.

"Thank you for watching with me." The little girl put the laptop back to its original place and thanked it solemnly.

Wen Yuran gave a faint "hmm".

"It's past five o'clock. Is Mr. Wen staying here for dinner?"

"Ah, good." Wen Yuran agreed unconsciously.

The little girl smiled lightly, and then went to the kitchen.

Wen Yuran sat quietly on the sofa and waited.

After watching the horror movie, the curtains have not yet been opened, and the room is soaked in the darkness similar to night, with a vaguely gloomy atmosphere fermenting.

This dark and cold atmosphere made Wen Yuran feel very uncomfortable, so she walked to the window by herself and opened the curtains.

The sun was halfway down, and the sunlight was a little thin. Wen Yuran went to the door again, turned on the light, and the light filled the whole room, and the feeling of coldness disappeared.

The meal is ready.

There was no special dining table in the house, so the little girl put the bowls and plates on the tea table. This was the first time that she had a casual meal like this. Wen Yuran was a little disgusted at first, but the little girl's dishes were delicious, and it was easy to eat after eating. Forget about the environment.

After dinner, it was already half dark.

It's almost time to go.

"I'll take you downstairs." The little girl stood up.

The corridor was closed, and the little bit of sunlight outside did not leak in much, so it was a bit dark.

Wen Yuran stepped on the shadow of the little girl and walked downstairs slowly.

We're on the first floor.

After walking up the last flight of stairs, Wen Yuran said, "Okay, you can go up, goodbye."

After saying this, Wen Yuran felt a strange dissatisfaction inexplicably, as if something deviated from expectations, but he couldn't tell why.

She entered the little girl's house, but only said a few words, watched half a movie, and had a meal.

I always feel like something is missing somewhere in my heart.

What's missing?

At this time, Ning An slowly turned around in front of Wen Yuran.

In the dim corridor, the little girl's expression was hard to distinguish, only a pair of bright black eyes stared at her fixedly.

The distance between two people is very close.

She subconsciously took half a step back, her heels reaching the bottom step.

Wen Yuran's leather boots had high heels, and from this angle, the little girl was a little shorter by an inch, with cute black braids and trembling slender eyelashes.

And those round, black eyes, looking up at him slightly, with focused eyes.

The atmosphere is stagnant.

"you……"

Wen Yuran raised his lips and spit out half a syllable, but the second half syllable was cut off in the air.

Cool on the lips.

Something cold and soft touched his lips, and only the little girl's trembling eyelashes remained in his sight.

After two seconds.

The touch on the lips is gone.

Ning An's heels touched the ground, and the distance between the two of them was widened again.

"Goodbye."

The little girl's voice was a little hoarse.

Before Wen Yuran could say anything, the little girl had already walked around her and went upstairs.

Footsteps went up the stairs.

After the little girl went upstairs, Wen Yuran stood there in a daze, not knowing what expression to show on her face.

Wen Yuran just stood there for at least 2 minutes.

Finally, Wen Yuran realized that he was stupid standing there, so he stiffly walked out of the corridor and found his car.

She didn't know where she was or what she was doing, but instinctively used the car key to unlock, got into the driver's seat, started the car and drove back.

At the first red light, Wen Yuran suddenly woke up.

Then I found myself driving in the opposite direction.

Her expressionless face was reflected in the rearview mirror, her expression was quite calm, but the roots of her ears were flushed.

Wen Yuran realized his stupid move, supported his forehead, and chuckled lightly.

What's the situation with yourself?

Isn't it just a kiss?The tongue is not stretched out, the kiss is clear and watery, is it worth losing your soul?

This kind of self-discovery is very useful, Wen Yuran regained a little consciousness, turned around at the next intersection, and then accurately drove the car in the direction of Wen Zhai.

Finally, I didn't go the wrong way again.

It's just that there is a subtle feeling left on the lips, extending from the lips to the heart, and I can't forget it no matter what.

After returning to Wen's residence, Wen Yuran consciously stayed with his younger brother and mother in order to divert his attention, actively looking for topics, even more active than when he was investing.

Both Wen Qu and Ye Qinmian felt something was wrong, but they didn't say it to their faces.

It wasn't until Wen Yuran got tired of chatting and went back to the upstairs bedroom that the mother and son communicated.

"Mom, don't you think my sister is a little strange?"

"Obviously yes."

"Miss, will you be okay?"

Ye Qinmian gave Wen Qu a white look: "Can you talk? Ran Ran is obviously just too happy."

"Oh," Wen Qu nodded in conviction, "then why are you happy?"

Ye Qinmian lowered her voice and said, "Ran Ran's ex-girlfriend is back, and I want to invite her to dinner, of course she is happy."

"Understood." Wen Qu nodded in conviction.

"Just listen to it, don't fall in love early, and prepare for the college entrance examination, you know?"

"I know."

upstairs.

After Wen Yuran returned to the bedroom, he picked up the book he had read yesterday, and devoted himself to reading it.

Lips are still itchy.

But this didn't stop her from reading, Wen Yuran held the book with concentration, engraved each one into her head stiffly, and finally read it.

At this time, the phone vibrated.

After finally concentrating, Wen Yuran took a deep breath, picked up the phone, and opened WeChat.

[naw]: President Wen, are you free tomorrow? [cute.jpg]

Wen Yuran frowned slightly, unable to find an outlet for the pent-up energy in his heart.

Why is this little girl acting like a normal person?

Wen Yuran turned off WeChat, locked the screen of the phone, then threw the phone aside and continued to read.

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