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That's how she got away with it.

But in the end, the policeman still didn't bring back anything, only asked her address, and said that she would send it over another day.

Colleagues said that the scene was chaotic due to fighting, Qiye’s seat was close to the window, the bag on the table was overturned, and all the contents fell out, splashing on...

"Blood." Qiye uttered what his colleague was unable to say.

"Is there a place to go tonight?" the police officer asked, "If necessary, we can also arrange a temporary residence here."

"Don't worry about it." Qiye replied lightly: "Can I go inside and have a look, maybe the things are still there?"

The policeman shook his head with a wry smile.

Tomorrow is the weekend again, and the landlord couldn't get a spare key for a trip. She thought it was troublesome and refused to live in a colleague's house. She slept on the street for two days... She didn't think about this situation.

Qiye was sitting in the convenience store, eating cheap bento bought with money borrowed from colleagues, anyway, let's go there later, maybe I missed something.

The office is on the fifth floor. She doesn't have an employee card, and she can't even enter the gate. She can only go up the security stairs.

Fortunately, no one locked the door today.The security door of the company on the fifth floor was open, and Qiye lowered her footsteps and walked inside.She saw a cordon at the door of her office, and the police officer on duty was sitting on a chair in the corridor, looking at his mobile phone.

She looked at the moonlight through the crack of the door, waiting for the police officer to leave.

Obviously just looking for my own things, but also to be so sneaky...

Qiye thought about it and was about to yawn when the police officer yawned behind her.

After some time passed, the policeman stood up, and at the same time, Qiye also got up and walked towards the corner.

The policeman walked away with the light on. Hearing the sound of his footsteps gradually receding, Qiye quickly walked over and stepped over the cordon.

It was indeed a mess. With the help of the moonlight, Qiye saw tables and chairs crumbling to and fro. It was too chaotic, not like a human fighting scene.

Thinking of this, it seemed that a chill climbed up her spine.The lights in the office clicked, turned on and off in an instant.

No way...Qiye shuddered, and saw a figure emerge from the moonlight falling on the ground.

Snow-white skin, like the incarnation of the moon, graceful figure, like a swaying lotus branch, the woman floating in the air turned her head and showed a dispirited smile at Nanaya.

"Do you have any complaints?" The woman's voice was soft, as if whispering in a dream.

No matter how you look at it, women are beautiful.It seems to be born from the shadow of the moon, like Kaguya Ji, so beautiful that it is soul-stirring.

Qiye looked at her, but she didn't speak.

In the world of incantations, the existence in front of me should be a curse spirit, what will happen if she responds, will she be eaten or possessed?

"Little girl, I can lend you my strength." The woman continued: "Whether you love someone or hate someone, let me lick their blood for you, hey, let your emotions be mine born--"

Before she finished speaking, Qiye's attention was already captured by other existences.

Like a leopard, it leaped up from the broken glass window, and the black-haired man clung to the window, grinning under the moonlight, revealing a smile that could no longer be made public.

"For a moment I thought it was Kaguya Hime..." He whispered, stepping into the room: "Hey, answer it."

He was talking to Qiye, Qiye's eyes widened, only to hear the man continue: "It's okay, this level, it's over in a blink of an eye."

"Damn man—" the moment the curse spirit saw the man, it let out a roar that shook the window panes from left to right and shattered one after another.

Qiye raised her hand to block it, the surrounding scenery changed instantly, the clanging sound was made by the impact of the strung together skeletons, Qiye shivered, and a black thread jumped from the side, binding her wrist.

She reached out to tear them apart, only to find that it was hair.

The short-handled weapon cut through the hair with lightning speed.

"Quickly answer!" The man stood beside Qiye, turned his body, and knocked down all the attacks quickly: "Once a question is asked, unless the answer is answered, the main body will not appear."

In this surreal place, Qiye's brain is buzzing, uh...

"Wait a minute, what did you ask?" she asked loudly, "Can I ask you again?"

"Hiss—" the man burst out laughing, making the movements of his hands more violent.

"You, do you have any complaints—" voices came from all directions, and the feet began to sink.

Before Qiye could react, she was hugged by the man, she subconsciously hugged his neck, turned her head and stared at the chubby worm with big eyes.

"Answer." The man said again, cutting off his whirlwind hair as he spoke.

With her heart beating so fast, Qiye unconsciously took a deep breath and looked up at the empty darkness.

"...No complaints." She said, "I have no complaints."

In an instant, a black creature rushed down from above, dripping saliva like it was raining.

"Hurry up," the man said.

She put her arms around his neck like a koala, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

The sound of grinding meat, splashing liquid, heavy breathing, scorching temperature, and her heartbeat that was about to burst into her chest.

"... let go."

The sound sounded again, Qiye opened his eyes, staggered back to the ground, and took a few steps staggeringly.

Aside, the building collapsed.The guard who had just returned from shopping at the convenience store grew his mouth, and the bag in his hand slipped to the ground.

The young black-haired man raised his hand and twisted his neck, as if thinking of something, he took out a sign from his pocket and handed it to Qiye.

"How can you thank me?" he said.

Qiye stared blankly at the shaking work card, the wind seemed to come in through the gaps in her clothes at this moment, blowing her tears down.

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The author has something to say:

Sometimes children's preferences are similar to those of their parents. Tsumiji is two or three years older than Hui, so the heroine is privately set to be older than Shirley

Shi Er personally felt about 25 when he sold Hui to the Zenyuan family, so here we set it around 22 three

This story has been completely finished, I don’t know if I can write (to) the feeling of wanting to (finish) to (end), try my best ww