monopolize her

After a few more peaceful days, Master Huang took the initiative to contact Wen Yuran.

"Beauty, how is the effect? ​​Has that evil spirit appeared again? Is there anything strange about your body?" Master Huang's voice came from the phone.

"She hasn't shown up yet." Wen Yuran replied.

Master Huang was silent for a moment before saying: "Oh, that's good!"

Boss Wen lowered his eyebrows, and promised: "I will confirm for a while, if there is no problem, I will give you a reward that will not be less."

Master Huang paused for another half a second, and said with a smile: "Beauty, you are really interesting."

Next, Wen Yuran flattered the master a few words, made some meaningless remarks, and then hung up the phone.

call ended.

Wen Yuran put the phone aside, leaned back on the swivel chair, and slowly closed his eyes.

Did the little girl really just leave like this?

A few days ago, I entered her dream, broke into her bedroom, and endured the pain to get close to her. Although the purpose was unknown, would such a deep obsession really leave so easily?

Wen Yuran put his hand on his forehead lightly, feeling somewhat disbelieving in his heart.

Saturday afternoon, work is over.

Wen Yuran thought that he hadn't been back to Wen's house for a long time, so he drove towards Wen's house.On the way, they brought gifts for Wen Qu and Ye Qinmian.

Ye Qinmian hadn't seen her for a long time, and she missed her very much, so she pulled Wen Yuran and talked a lot.

While talking, he mentioned Wen Yuran moving back.

"You'd better move back, live alone, it's strange to be deserted." Ye Qinmian took Wen Yuran's hand and persuaded him.

"Let's wait." Wen Yuran replied, "We'll wait until my younger brother finishes his college entrance examination."

In the past few days, the little girl really didn't show up.

But Wen Yuran only breathed a sigh of relief, and did not completely settle down. There was always a vague sense of crisis hanging in his heart.

The longer the peaceful days stretch, the clearer this sense of crisis becomes.

The little girl clung to her so persistently, but now she was suddenly driven away by a few talisman papers.

Just like a habitual cognition was easily subverted, my heart was [-]% relaxed, [-]% empty, and [-]% doubtful.

As long as the little girl's matter is not completely resolved, Wen Yuran will not dare to move back to Wen's house.

On the opposite side, Ye Qinmian heard Wen Yuran's refusal, and sighed: "It's fine, it's more convenient to live alone. By the way, Wen Qu is upstairs, you can talk to him more when you have time."

"Yes." Wen Yuran agreed.

During dinner time, Wen Qu walked down the wooden stairs and greeted Wen Yuran.

"Sister, you are back!"

"How are you doing recently?" Wen Yuran asked casually.

"Very good." Wen Qu smiled.

Wen Qu's mental state looks much better than it was more than a month ago, with bright eyes and a lively smile.

After eating, Wen Qu took Wen Yuran to the outer courtyard.

"Sister, do you still remember the female classmate I told you about last time?" Wen Qu's eyes shone brightly.

Wen Yuran quickly remembered.

A female classmate confessed to Wen Qu before, but Wen Qu dared not refuse for fear of hurting others, and even complained to Wen Yuran.

"I listened to your words last time and refused directly. I didn't expect her to be very generous, she didn't care at all, and said that she could still be friends. Now we get along very well as ordinary friends. And... I found that she is very nice, A good friend."

While talking, Wen Qu scratched the top of his head with a blushing face, and said with a smile: "Sister, your advice is really useful!"

After listening to a few words, Wen Yuran felt that her younger brother might be a little tempted, but she didn't want to intervene too much, she just told him in a streamlined way not to be distracted, study hard, and didn't say anything else.

For the next two days, Wen Yuran lived in his own home as usual.

Everything was calm and nothing happened.

It was as if things had really turned around, and the little girl's name would disappear from her life forever, leaving no trace.

Maybe... the little girl won't appear again.

pretty good.

It's really good.

Thinking of this, Wen Yuran took a deep breath, feeling that there was an empty place in his heart, and something was vaguely missing.

Forget it.

So be it.

On Wednesday night, the work ended quickly, Wen Yuran packed up his things and prepared to leave the company.

Before walking out of the company, Wen Yuran paused.

A little bored.

Wen Yuran is very familiar with this feeling of depression. Before the car accident, Wen Yuran also felt this depression.It was like something was pressed on the heart, and a faint chill came from the bottom of the heel.

Wen Yuran clutched the talisman paper in his pocket, pressed his eyebrows slightly, and his breathing became short of breath.

Do you want to find a secretary to take you home?

This thought flashed through my mind and was quickly dismissed.There is no need to involve people who have nothing to do with your own troubles.

The shadow of the last car accident still lingered in her heart, she didn't dare to ride in the car.

Therefore, Wen Yuran chose to walk, especially in places with a lot of traffic.

It had just rained, the ground was damp, and it was getting dark early, the sun was already half-set, the light afterglow was gradually dimming, and the dim street lamps reflected the figures of people passing by.

On the last section of the road, entering the high-end residential area, the flow of people has decreased significantly, and the vehicles are sparse, and few people can be seen from the front to the rear.

At this time, Wen Yuran felt that the depression in his heart had intensified a lot, the chill spread little by little, and his limbs became stiff.

Wen Yuran took a deep breath, grabbed the talisman paper with one hand, took out the phone from the bag with the other hand, opened the phone address book, and prepared to contact Master Huang.

The phone was dialed.

"Drip-drip-drip-"

A series of cold reminders passed by my ears, but no one answered in the end.

Wen Yuran put down his phone, took the talisman paper from his purse, and held it in his palm, his fingers were trembling, and cold sweat had already come out.

A strong intuition hit her heart, and Wen Yuran turned around abruptly.

I saw the dense trees on the side of the road blocking the light of the street lamps, casting a dark shadow on his face.In the shadows, a little girl with ponytails and white sneakers stared at her intently with her dark eyes.

little girl...

Wen Yuran's first reaction was to run away, but his feet seemed to be fixed, and he couldn't move at all.

She could only stiffen her body and watch the little girl approach step by step.

The collar of the pink shirt protruded from the jacket, the curve of the neck was beautiful, and every inch of exposed skin was white and transparent.The pair of white sneakers stepped on the wet road, causing slight ripples on the potholed water, without a single sound.

Every time the white sneakers took a step, Wen Yuran's heart beat faster.

Every movement of the little girl touched Wen Yuran's nerves, making her feel unreasonably terrified, and desperately wanted to escape, leave here, leave this little girl, as long as she could escape, it would be fine.

But I still can't move my feet.

It was as if the ankle was firmly grasped by someone, unable to move at all.

The chill on his body was still deepening, and extreme fear instantly filled the blood vessels of his whole body, leaving every inch of muscles and nerves along the blood vessels, and even the bones were trembling slightly.

The little girl stopped before her eyes.

The icy chill overwhelmed perception, and Wen Yuran's vision became blurred. At the last second when his consciousness fell into darkness, Wen Yuran saw the little girl's white and tender arms wrap around her.

I seem to have fallen into a cold embrace.

The next moment, Wen Yuran fainted.