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Tong Qingyu and Xu Mu went to have breakfast together after she woke up, and then went to the police station.

Briefly talk about what happened to each other last night.

Tong Qingyu talked about what happened in the dream, and the others gasped after hearing it. It's no wonder that Qi Shuang's depression has become more and more serious recently.

Even though she was the murderer, Qi Shuang was not a psychopath, and experiencing such scenes over and over again just made her repeat her fear over and over again.

Tong Qingyu simply repeated the scene in the dream, which was convenient for Lu Tingfeng and the others to collect evidence.

"I met a man, he was wearing a mask, he couldn't see his face clearly, but his eyes were easy to remember, peach eyes, young, silver hair, hard to find." Xu Mu thought about it, it was really hard to find , just plain white T-shirt sweatpants, nothing special except for a head of silver hair.

"He has a very powerful ghost with him. I can only draw a tie. It's a female ghost. She is wearing a red dress. I saw her face. I remember it well. Why don't I draw it for you and try to find it? "Xu Mu Xianglu Tingfeng asked.

"That's troublesome." Lu Tingfeng said gratefully.

"He seems to have expected us to come." Xu Mu recalled the man's reaction when he saw her, and he was not surprised at all, as if he had been waiting for her for a long time.

"What's the female ghost's attitude towards him?" Tong Qingyu asked suddenly.

"Very dependent, no self-awareness, but very dependent on him, very strong."

Tong Qingyu frowned: "This may not be the only female ghost, he probably raised quite a few ghosts."

"Ah, by the way, he even kissed the female ghost in the end." Xu Mu coughed lightly while speaking.

"Huh? Love between humans and ghosts?" Lu Tingfeng always felt that all these people and ghosts were abnormal.

"Well, it's okay to say that." Tong Qingyu became addicted to cigarettes, and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but found that he didn't bring it.

Lu Tingfeng kindly handed her one, and Tong Qingyu took it and borrowed it from her bluntly.

"Last time, Boss Jiang, the man in black, has already taken care of it. I don't know what's going on. Let's see, Xiang Yang should also be his ghost. Judging from the situation last night, Xiang Yang was probably fed. There are quite a few ghosts, and they are very powerful." Tong Qingyu smoked a cigarette, and slowly blew out a smoke ring: "This matter, take your time."

"Officer Lu, please help me find out if there is such a person." Tong Qingyu couldn't believe that he couldn't be found anywhere.

"Okay." Lu Tingfeng did not refuse.

Just after finishing speaking, Yuan Jie came in, saw Tong Qingyu and Lu Tingfeng smoking, and gave them a cold look: "Can you learn from Xu Mu, what kind of cigarettes are you smoking, smoke more and go down early?"

Lu Tingfeng put out the cigarette embarrassingly, and Tong Qingyu innocently blinked at Yuan Jie: "Just one."

"It's okay to smoke two more if you have nothing to do." Yuan Jie said angrily.

Lu Tingfeng coughed lightly, and went to open the window, Tong Qingyu obediently put out the cigarette, but didn't dare to dance in front of the angry Yuan Jie again.

"Are you done?" Lu Tingfeng took the initiative to talk to Yuan Jie.

Yuan Jie sighed: "The little girl can run quite well, and she found it after digging through half of the garbage dump in Shejiang City. This kind of scumbag's body is considered dirty to feed a dog. I still have to fight."

"Thank you." Lu Tingfeng poured her a glass of water.

"Don't tell me to eat meat these days, it makes my stomach sick." Yuan Jie sighed.

"I'll buy vegetarian buns for you." Lu Tingfeng got up.

"Row."

Qi Shuang and Tong Qingyu were also preparing to leave. It was already a night, and they both had a lot of trouble, so they said hello to Yuan Jie and went out with Lu Tingfeng.

Xu Mu sent Tong Qingyu back first, and then drove back by himself.

Tong Qingyu took a shower and sent Qian Simu a message to tell her what happened last night, said good afternoon and went to bed.

Qian Simu saw Tong Qingyu's message after he was busy at noon, but didn't reply to her, for fear of hitting her to rest.

Tong Qingyu sent her another message after she got off work in the afternoon.

[Tong Qingyu: Doctor Qian, you ignore me!You have another dog, don't you love it? 】

Qian Simu glanced at the news while he was waiting for the red street light, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

[Qian Simu: Have you ever loved? 】

[Tong Qingyu: Bah, bitch, she ate my food and fell into my dreams, turned her back and refused to recognize anyone, divorced! 】

Qian Simu found it funny, how could this person play so much.

It happened that the light arrived, so I didn't return it to her.

Twenty minutes later, Tong Qingyu heard a knock on the door. Qian Simu stood at the door, holding milk tea in one hand and vegetables in the other.

Tong Qingyu looked at her in surprise: "Hey, some people say they don't like it, and even bought milk tea."

Qian Simu gave her a supercilious look: "Will you let me in?"

"Please come in! For the milk tea's sake." Tong Qingyu smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

"Drink less, you'll be fat." Qian Simu said with disgust.

Tong Qingyu opened the milk tea and took a sip first: "Then don't buy it for me."

Qian Simu choked for a moment, ignored her, went directly to the kitchen by himself, and started to prepare dishes skillfully.

"Doctor Qian, are you so virtuous today?" Tong Qingyu asked her curiously.

"Why don't you come?" Qian Simu found that Tong Qingyu loved her very much, and he didn't know what was good or bad for her.

Tong Qingyu leaned against the door and shook her head quickly: "No, I'm a sick patient today, it's good to be a waste with peace of mind."

She was wearing suspender pajamas, showing her delicate collarbone, and her long hair was a little messy. She looked like she had just woken up for a while, showing a lazy look, holding milk tea, which somehow didn't match her charming face childish.

Qian Simu glanced at her and ignored her. Tong Qingyu watched Qian Simu busy at the door, swiping his phone while watching Qian Simu cook.

Unlike Tong Qingyu who makes a mess in the kitchen every time he cooks, Qian Simu also proceeds in an orderly manner in the kitchen, everything is arranged in an orderly manner without any sense of clutter.

Wearing a casual shirt, his movements are rigorous, unlike in the kitchen, as if he is undergoing surgery.

Tong Qingyu curled her lips, a boring woman doesn't understand messy beauty at all.

Qian Simu's cooking skills are very skilled, and he is more powerful than Tong Qingyu in cooking.

"Doctor Qian, you have good arm strength." Tong Qingyu praised.

"It's you." Qian Simu replied without turning her head.

Tong Qingyu was choked. Unlike Qian Simu who often exercises, Tong Qingyu can stay up until midnight every day, and sleep until after twelve o'clock the next day. Half of the time is either sitting or lying down. Standing is tiring, and it's normal to be empty , cannot be refuted.

"Doctor Qian, you are not cute at all." Tong Qingyu muttered softly.

Qian Simu turned off the fire, put the dishes on a plate, and handed them to Tong Qingyu: "Take it out."

"A heartless woman." Tong Qingyu snorted.

But he obediently served it out. Qian Simu packed the soup, but Tong Qingyu didn't let Tong Qingyu serve it, taking into account her hand injury.

Two dishes and one soup are relatively simple, just enough for two people, and there will not be much left over, unlike Tong Qingyu, who can make a table for two people and can't finish two meals.

Thinking of being surprised by colleagues asking Dr. Qian to bring a meal at noon, Qian Simu still felt a little embarrassed.

Then the head nurse asked if such a cute lunch box was given by Qingyu, Qian Simu was very puzzled how they could think of Tong Qingyu.

In fact, I don't blame the nurses. There are so many people in the hospital who want to chase Qian Simu, but none of them can persevere under Qian Simu's indifference. Only Tong Qingyu keeps flirting with Qian Simu every day and still gets reprimanded. , although he hated her, but after careful consideration, he found that Dr. Qian had never refused her anything.

Her only peach blossom was Tong Qingyu, who seemed unreliable as a lone seedling.

"Doctor Qian, my hand hurts, please help me." Tong Qingyu held a bowl and wanted Qian Simu to serve her a bowl of soup.

Qian Simu served it for her in a good temper: "It's a little hot, don't rush to drink it."

"Oh~" Tong Qingyu reached out to pick up the vegetables: "It's so light~"

"Your hands are not good." Qian Simu glanced at her coldly, implying that don't try to be pretentious.

"You're killing me." Tong Qingyu said aggressively.

Qian Simu sneered: "I think you want to go hungry."

Tong Qingyu sighed, Dr. Qian was too annoying, and she was not used to her addiction to drama.

But Qian Simu still took good care of her, and Qian Simu pretended for her.

The two ate quietly, the atmosphere was a bit weird, it felt like it should be like this, and it seemed that something was almost there.

But still no one said anything, after eating quietly, Qian Simu cleaned up the dishes, Tong Qingyu sat on the sofa and started playing a small game.

Qian Simu came out and wiped his hands with a tissue, and sat down beside Tong Qingyu.

Bored, Tong Qingyu started to switch channels to look for TV to watch, and casually asked Qian Simu: "Dr. Qian, how did you end up in Qi Shuangmeng last night?"

Qian Simu didn't know how to answer this question: "I don't know, just fell asleep and suddenly felt like I was drowning, and then I saw you."

"It must be day and night dreams, Doctor Qian, do you think you miss me too much during the day." Tong Qingyu started talking nonsense again.

"Be serious." Qian Simu gave her a white look.

"Maybe it's a dream, it's the same as last time, but last time we slept together hand in hand, why this time?" Tong Qingyu couldn't figure it out either.

"Tongmeng usually needs a medium. Do we have any tokens on us?" Tong Qingyu frowned, unable to understand, not at all.

"I don't know." Qian Simu was also confused.

"Hiss, let me think about it. When you came, I seemed to be at the time when I was most afraid. Hiss, thinking about it now makes my scalp tingle, shit." Tong Qingyu complained while recalling.

"It seems to be the same as last time, when I was in a panic." Tong Qingyu blinked his eyes: "Doctor Qian, wouldn't it be that you would come to rescue me every time I fell into uneasiness? Ah, is it Marysu's?"

Qian Simu peeled a grape and stuffed it into her mouth: "I don't think so. What you said requires a medium to communicate dreams. Why don't you think about what we both wore last night and see if you can figure it out."

"That's right, I want one more, it's quite sweet." Tong Qingyu asked Qian Simu again shamelessly after eating the grapes.

Qian Simu: ...

She shouldn't have been fed just now.

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