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Ren Mingqing also heard this voice, turned off the tap, and wiped her hands on the towel.

Zhuang Mo's eyes sharpened: Now as long as Ren Mingqing walks out of that door, he will see himself standing in front of the window!

However, he is not the kind of man with a weak mind who will be disturbed by a sudden crisis.The more critical the situation, the more he forced himself to calm down, and he would never give up until the last second.He couldn't leave an indelible black historical label like "the pervert hiding under my bed" in Ren Mingqing's heart.

At the very moment, Zhuang Mo decisively pressed the mute button, and then rolled under the desk.The reason why it is mute instead of rejecting is because the other party who refuses may call again, but mute is different, mute is once and for all.

Ren Mingqing stepped out of the bathroom and suddenly found that the bell had disappeared.He glanced at the computer, shrugged, and turned around to continue washing the grapes.

Hearing the sound of water flowing again, Zhuang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, opened the window smoothly, and jumped onto the window sill.The corner of his mouth raised a proud arc, Ren Mingqing always said "you are 30", but if he saw his vigorous skills at this moment, he would not think so.

The sound of running water muffled his steps and the sound of him closing the window.The moment Ren Mingqing walked out of the bathroom holding the grapes, Zhuang Mo's big hand that pushed the window slid off the glass, announcing a complete end.

The night was as cool as water, and the moonlight was gentle. Zhuang Mo hung under Ren Mingqing's window sill in thin pajamas, and Shakespeare's sonnets rang in his mind.Of course, there is also the excerpt from the balcony private meeting in "Romeo and Juliet", the symphony version, which reached its most magnificent climax when he climbed all the way back to his room with his arms.This is not only a successful escape, but also a successful spying.He will never forget whose video invitation lit up on the screen, that sentence can drive away all his nightmares - "Bai Shangshang invites you to join the video chat".A quasi-married woman, Xu's quasi-daughter-in-law, what is the specific relationship between her and Ren Mingqing?Well, daughter-in-law and sister-in-law.

Ren Mingqing returned to the desk.Bai Shangshang's video invitation was interrupted because no one accepted it for a long time, and the ergonomic chair was slowly turning around.There was a chill down his spine, and he turned his head in horror, only to realize that this was not a metaphor, there was really a cold wind blowing on his neck from behind - the window opened a crack at some point, and this one on the windowpane was... a palm print? !

This is the second floor, who would leave their palm prints here? !

Ren Mingqing tremblingly held the handle of the window and door, wanting to push it open to have a look.But there was a strong wind blowing outside, and the black shadows of the treetops danced wildly in front of the window. He hesitated again and again, and closed the window tightly.The palm print was still dazzling under the light, and many novels by Poe appeared in Ren Mingqing's mind.Those novels always take place in old mansions, with the cold and depressing characteristic of Gothic novels.Although Mr. Xu always told him to be brave to be a man, Ren Mingqing wrote a horror novel in the past two days, and he succeeded in scaring himself to death, so he drew the curtains and planned to rush out to find Zhuang Mo.He was ready to forcefully live with him even if he was hated by Zhuang Mo.

Ren Mingqing was impatiently packing his things and planning to escape, when Bai Shangshang's video invitation popped up on the screen again silently.Ren Mingqing noticed something strange: when did he mute?

Sister Bai was doing charity work in Fenghe Village today. She had been busy all day and took time to discuss the new outline with him intermittently. It was only at night that she had time to have a deep chat with him.But before she said she wanted to take a shower, he took her file to see today's update.Since that day, she has trusted herself very much and begged him to read everything she wrote.Ren Mingqing was apprehensive, and then felt that her writing was very interesting.The gray of the world has faded, revealing a bright side, probably she has made a choice herself.

Ren Mingqing reset the volume, clicked the link, and Bai Shangshang's face appeared on the video: "Why did you pick it up so late?" She didn't have much time, her schedule was too full, and she wanted to completely overthrow the previous brainless outline and start a new one. version, the workload is not insignificant.She still took time to use her mobile phone code for her update today.

Ren Mingqing apologized: "I'm sorry, I was washing grapes just now. But wait a moment, I'll change the room."

"Eh……"

Ren Mingqing simply and violently shut down the phone, took the bowl of grapes and rushed out the door, knocking on Zhuang Mo's door impatiently.

There was a bang in the room, startling Ren Mingqing: "Mr. Zhuang! Are you okay, Mr. Zhuang?" Could something have invaded his room and made him...

Heavy and urgent footsteps came from behind the door, Ren Mingqing took two steps back in fright, thinking of the dark plot in the story he wrote today.

With a bang, the door slammed open.Ren Mingqing didn't dare to open his eyes for a while.

"What do you want from me?" The deep and elegant voice sounded, a little dry and hoarse compared to usual, but to Ren Mingqing it sounded like the sound of nature.Zhuang Mo was standing behind the door. Although his hairstyle was a little messy, he was still so calm, solid and reliable.

"I... I'm here to give grapes." Ren Mingqing handed him his present.

Zhuang Mo glanced at Putao: "It looks familiar."

"Let's eat together." Ren Mingqing stuffed the fruit plate into his hand, and slipped himself into the crack of the door along the way.

Zhuang Mo looked at the grapes in his hand and thought: Although this little brother is a little perfunctory, it is unexpected that he can take the initiative to show his favor.

He never slaps smiley people, not to mention that Ren Mingqing is not an ordinary smiley person, he looks so cute obediently getting into the bed, he can't help but continue to vent his anger on him and resent his homophobic behavior-wait a minute , why did he obediently get into his bed?

Zhuang Mo's temples were throbbing with veins: Is this a test from God, a reward, or a punishment?

Later, when Bai Shangshang connected to the video again, Ren Mingqing sat on the head of the bed with a hand in his arms, and while explaining the outline to her, he wrapped the hand with gauze.From time to time the owner of the hand interrupted.

Zhuang Mo hurt his palm when he climbed the narrow raised wall and swung from Ren Mingqing's room to his own.He told Ren Mingqing that this was the result of him plowing the land for Ren Mingqing. He was not good at farming and his hand was worn out by the long wooden handle. Ren Mingqing felt distressed.

"Why do you want to farm? It's not the hand that does this..." Ren Mingqing carefully cleaned the gravel from his wound.

"Because you have ignored me recently." Zhuang Mo's eyes were gentle and watery, "You are either typing, or you are tending the field. I think if I finish the farm work for you, will you be able to spend more money?" Talk to me."

"I'm sorry." Ren Mingqing was taken aback, and apologized to him frankly.

That night, he questioned Zhuang Mo. The panic at that time had calmed down after receiving a negative answer, but his mood did not improve. It can be said that he was bad and depressed for no reason.He failed to adjust well, which affected their relationship.It was because he was not good, and brought his negative emotions to Zhuang Mo.

"Be honest, why do you suddenly want to sleep with me today, huh?"

Ren Mingqing felt depressed when he mentioned this: "My room is a bit weird, it seems to be haunted."

Zhuang Mo: "..."

"The chairs turned around for no reason, the window was ajar and there was a handprint on the glass."

"The fingerprints already exist. It was left by the master who came to pick the ivy a few days ago."

"Really? I'm really too timid." Ren Mingqing said discouragedly.Xu Laoming ordered "Men must be brave!", but he was frightened by the horror plot in his mind. What a failure.

"The less timid you are, the lesser you are. No one is perfect. Just remember, no matter what happens, I will protect you." Zhuang Mo looked at him and promised.

With a thought in Ren Mingqing's mind, the feeling of trembling that night came back again.He knew that he couldn't stare into Zhuang Mo's eyes at this moment, and if he kept looking at each other like this, something would happen, but...

"Are you finished chatting?" Bai Shangshang on the opposite side of the video broke the atmosphere.Her smile was terrifying.

Zhuang Mo and Ren Mingqing picked up the paper version of the outline uprightly: "The chat is over, Sister Bai."

"What else do you think about my danmeiwen?"

Zhuang Mo and Ren Mingqing applauded collectively: "No more, Sister Bai, well written."

In the early morning of the same day, Zhuang Mo sneaked out of bed while Ren Mingqing was soundly asleep, and under the dark moon and high wind, he turned over his field again.

Men can lie, but they can't leave clues.