he is collapsing

After the meeting, Wei Ningsheng simply washed up in the company's bathroom.

Clear cold water flowed from the faucet, his face was covered with water droplets, and even the ends of his hair were wet.

The palpitations caused by that nightmare finally calmed down. He turned off the tap, wiped his face and hands with a tissue, and went out to return to work.

Seeing Wei Ningsheng, Wang Lin couldn't help laughing: "Look at your distressed appearance, you are really blessed and won't enjoy it. It would be great if you let Lao Gong directly open a company for you."

Zhu Zhou glanced at Wei Ningsheng, said nothing, and buried himself in his work.

Wei Ningsheng sat back in his seat and reached out to turn on the main computer, but he didn't take Wang Lin's joke to heart.

***

For the next few days, Wei Ningsheng lived fairly peacefully.

Lu Shan's disappearance didn't cause any splashes in the company's deep pool, and Zhu Zhou didn't say anything strange to him.

***

On this day, he suddenly woke up in a dream, gasping for breath but couldn't remember what he dreamed about.

Taking the phone and looking at it, it was only three o'clock in the morning, and there was already such a glimmer of dawn in the sky.

"Mr. He..." Wei Ningsheng wanted to get into Zuo He's arms and sleep again, but when he touched the side, he only found a cold and empty bed: "Mr. He?"

He turned on the bedside lamp and took a look. The person who was supposed to be sleeping next to him was nowhere to be seen.

The cold temperature of the bed showed that Zuo He had been away for more than a while, at least for more than 10 minutes.

There is no one in the bathroom, have you gone to drink water?

It shouldn't be, Zuo He seldom wakes up at night, especially at this time, most of Zuo He is in a deep sleep state, and he can't even wake up.

Maybe it was because he had just had a nightmare, so he always felt flustered when he couldn't see Zuo He. He got up and put on his nightgown, wanting to find Zuo He.

As soon as he walked out of the bedroom, Wei Ningsheng was taken aback for a moment, why did he feel... there was a rancid smell?

It wasn't very obvious, and he even wondered if he just woke up and smelled it wrong.

I rubbed my nose, the smell is still there, shouldn't I smell it wrong?

Following the taste, Wei Ningsheng came to a side hall in the east where he had never been before.

This side hall is not too small, it is as big as a single-person apartment, and there are many facilities in the kitchen and living room.

The lights in the side hall were on, Wei Ningsheng paused, and walked in anyway, then his eyes were attracted by the coffee on the coffee table.

Zuo He never drank coffee, and... there was a red lip print on the edge of the delicate and gorgeous cup.

Wei Ningsheng took a deep look at the red lip marks, and walked towards the kitchen where the fire was obviously going on.

As he approached, he could hear not only the sound of fire in the kitchen, but also the sound of running water.

The kitchen here is not open, but the door is made of a large piece of frosted glass. He can see Zuo He's figure through the frosted glass, and he can be sure that there is no second person in the small kitchen.

Opening the frosted glass door, the fire inside the wall-mounted oven was burning, emitting a fiery temperature, while Zuo He was washing his hands carefully under the faucet with his head lowered.

Hearing the voice, Zuo He turned his head, his face was still a little cold, and his expression softened a lot after seeing him: "Why did you wake up? Or can't I fall asleep if you leave?"

Wei Ningsheng frowned, unable to express his feelings, he turned his head and glanced at the cup stuck in his heart, and asked softly, "Is there any guest here?"

It was only after three o'clock in the morning, when a woman came to see Zuo He, Zuo He got up quietly, and was still meeting guests in the side hall.

Wei Ningsheng's eyes turned around on Saga's neck and white shirt, but fortunately there were no suspicious marks on it.

Zuo He concentrated on washing his hands: "Well, an unexpected guest, I have already sent her away, and she will not come again in the future."

Wei Ningsheng had a guess in his heart: "Ex-girlfriend?"

"Ha..." Zuo He laughed, his eyes filled with a smile: "Why do you think so, I just met her because of work, I don't know how she found our family, and came to propose a very Unreasonable and unacceptable cooperation, so..."

Zuo He shrugged and did not continue.

The sound of rushing water was still flowing, Wei Ningsheng couldn't help taking a look, Zuo He's hands that were already pale were even more cold and white after being washed.

"Why do you wash it so many times? I didn't even know you still have this... cleanliness?"

Zuo He turned off the faucet, took out a piece of kitchen paper to wipe his hands, and said casually: "I disposed of a dead mouse. It was too rotten and the smell was too strong. I find it disgusting. Wash it several times."

"No wonder I smell some rancid smell..." Wei Ningsheng rubbed the tip of his nose, saw the burning oven from the corner of his eye, and suddenly paused, with a bad feeling: "Your dead mouse... throw it away Where? Why is the oven burning?"

Wei Ningsheng's breathing was stagnant, but it must not be what he thought! !If it is... then how will he use the oven in the future! !

He wanted to knock down the walls around the oven that burned mice and throw it out together! !

"Eh..." Zuo He pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "You don't need the kitchen here, what are you doing so much?"

"I can't do it if I don't need it!!" Wei Ningsheng's mentality collapsed, and he suddenly went into a rage: "This is the kitchen!! You use the oven to roast food to burn the mouse!? It's not good for you to throw such a small mouse into the trash can !?"

"Well, I'll change the oven for you tomorrow and make sure it's clean, okay?"

Zuo He pushed Wei Ningsheng away with a good temper: "It's time to sleep, let's go."

Wei Ningsheng: "There's still a fire in the oven!"

Zuo He: "It will go out by itself after burning, don't worry, let's make up for it while it's still early."

After taking a few deep breaths, Wei Ningsheng broke down and said, "Dig the wall together, don't forget to clean the flue, the oven won't need to be installed anymore, the kitchen here should be sealed."

He really couldn't get over the psychological barrier, thinking that the oven here had burned dead mice, and he couldn't use the kitchen here to make any food.

"It's all up to you."

Wei Ningsheng sighed helplessly: "Stop pushing, let me brush that cup..."

He didn't see it, Zuo He's eyes turned cold for a moment, but his tone was still gentle: "What are you doing brushing it, it was used by others, and it will be thrown away with the oven tomorrow."

The two of them returned to the bedroom, and the kitchen was plunged into darkness, with the oven still burning.

If someone opened the oven at this moment, they would definitely find the skeleton of a woman lying on the oven door in a posture of asking for help, with a hideous posture.

Further inside, there is also a male skeleton. If the fire did not destroy the rotten flesh, it can be seen that he is Lu Shan who has been missing for many days.

It's a pity that a fire with a high temperature of more than 2000 degrees, even the bones were swept into ashes.

An oven isn't supposed to be this hot, but it's not an oven after all.