Chapter 30: The widow king is worried, making people look like a silly child, there is no...

Chapter 30: The widow king is worried, making people look like a silly child, there is no...

Ye Ying woke up in the morning, her head was still hurting.

She hadn't drank for a long time. She frowned and rubbed her temples a few times, only to realize that the quilt around her was empty.

Ye Ying's heart skipped a beat.

Not caring so much, she threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed. Because I was too hasty, I tripped over a slipper and fell on the carpet, making a loud noise.

Grinning his teeth, a head poked out from the bathroom.

Taozi held the toothbrush in her mouth, with a dazed look on her face: "What's wrong?"

Ye Ying raised her head and saw her, her heart sank back into her stomach, and she hissed in pain: "...it's okay."

She was also sleepy - Huang Xize's house can be regarded as an absolute safe house, the door is only on the third floor, and there is absolutely no way to break into it.

The moment I woke up, I didn't see Taozi's panic, which was completely unnecessary.

However, Taozi's psychological quality is also better than she imagined—she looks normal, as if nothing happened last night that almost killed the two of them.

Seeing that she was in a stable mood, Ye Ying also heaved a sigh of relief.

After washing and tidying up, as soon as the bedroom door was opened, Ye Ying could smell the aroma of food in the living room.

She paused for a moment, until she saw Papa Ye busy in the open kitchen, then she went to the dining table and sat down as if nothing had happened.

After all, Tao Zi has been friends with Ye Ying for several years, and is also familiar with Ye Ying's parents. While eating, she crazily spouts rainbow farts, coaxing the two elders from ear to ear.

Ye Ying smiled on her face, but she was distracted in her heart.

After breakfast, the two were going to go to work, but Ye Ying took a step behind, but was held back.

Looking back, Mother Ye looked serious: "What's going on? Why didn't Xiao Huang come back yesterday?"

Ye Ying was speechless: "Are you my mother or his mother? Why do you feel that you care more about him than me?"

Mother Ye punched Ye Ying twice: "Don't talk about it, did you quarrel? Xiao Huang is an honest child, don't mess around!"

Ye Ying rubbed her arms and cried out: "You knew he was honest just once you saw him, why did you blame me for coming up?!"

Mother Ye bared her teeth: "I don't know what virtue you have? Don't act foolish! Do you hear me?"

Ye Ying was perfunctory, ran out of the door with her ears out, and was still complaining when she and Taozi went downstairs in the elevator: "Look at what my mother said, instead of standing on the side of my own daughter, she spoke for Huang Xize—as if I was too It's like climbing high!"

Tao Zi looked at her with wise and indifferent eyes.

Ye Ying looked at Tao Zi sideways, and held her respect: "...I think I am also very good! Could it be that he has adored me?"

Tao Zi patted Ye Ying's shoulder sincerely, with a kind face on his face: "Silly boy, there is no mirror at home, so there is always peeing?"

Ye Ying: ...

I'm going to kill you right now.

Just as she was about to speak, her eyes suddenly fell on Tao Zi's wrist.

Tao Zi also noticed the look in her eyes, and withdrew her hand as if she had been burned.

She pulled up her sleeves to cover the bruised finger marks on her wrists, and stared straight ahead as if nothing had happened, with four big characters written on her body: Nothing happened.

Ye Ying was silent for a few seconds before hesitating: "Last night..."

"Ahhhh!"

There was a sudden scream, and Ye Ying took half a step back in fright.

Taozi covered her ears with her hands, her face was full of collapse: "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen! □□chanting sutras!"

As she spoke, she turned her face to the stunned Ye Ying, her pupils trembling continuously: "I don't remember anything! I don't remember being dragged into your haunted house, I don't remember a hanged ghost hanging above my head, and I don't remember that pile of claws!"

Ye Ying: "...I think you remember it better than me."

"No! I don't accept it!"

Tao Zi went crazy: "My worldview cannot collapse! I am the successor of socialism! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The elevator opened, Tao Zi covered her ears and ran out.

Ye Ying stood in the elevator in a mess in the wind, with one hand stretched forward, her face was speechless, and she walked out of the elevator silently after a long while.

…well, drive the kid crazy.

Taozi refuses to accept the reality, even though her wrist is still bruised from being caught, she is still stubborn.

But thinking about it, she has always been a staunch atheist, and when Ye Ying told her the whole thing last night, the two had an unpleasant fight.

As a result, a few hours later, she was attacked by supernatural forces, and her mood probably collapsed at this moment.

So Ye Ying considerately did not continue this topic—after all, even if she is not an atheist, she will feel a little psychologically shadowed after going through such a experience.

Fortunately, Taozi has a big heart and is very good at self-regulation (deception). After staying in the company until the afternoon, it has returned to normal.

When she was about to get off work, she came over gossipingly: "Hey, Brother Fried Chicken really hasn't come home yet?"

Ye Ying originally forgot about this because of all the things that happened yesterday, but when she brought it up, she felt blocked again.

She sighed: "I'm also in a mess now. If he just..."

"How can there be so many ifs?"

Tao Zi interrupted her, sat on the chair and turned around: "Didn't the ifs you were worried about never happen?"

She looked at Ye Ying with hatred: "How many people fall in love, either they meet the right person at the wrong time, or they meet the wrong person at the right time. Love is such a thing that the right time, place and people are right. One must."

"The two of you have the right time, place, and people, which is a miracle in itself. If you don't enjoy the miracle, you insist on thinking about those 'ifs', aren't you making trouble for yourself?"

"But what if it's really what I think?"

Ye Ying got on the tip of her horn, and raised the bar again: "What if he really doesn't just like me?"

Tao Ziji talked to Duck, annoyed: "Then why don't you just think this way, 'if' you lost the race twenty-nine years ago, you wouldn't have these troubles now."

Ye Ying: "..."

She also knew that what she was entangled with were useless things, and she didn't want to worry about gains and losses like a little girl who was just in love.

But she really can't control this thing!

Ye Zhiwang Ying shed tears of sorrow.

On the contrary, Taozi looked at Ye Ying's twisted expression and sighed.

She couldn't help muttering softly: "What **** did Zhou Zhirui do back then to make you fall like this?"

A good child, when you are in love, you are full of anxiety, and you have no intention of enjoying the present moment.

Ye Ying didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

"It's okay." Tao Zi waved her hand, then suddenly glanced at her phone, as if remembering something: "Did you say yesterday that that person asked you out..."

"Ah!" Ye Ying suddenly realized from her frustration: "I almost forgot!"

After work, she immediately grabbed her bag and rushed out.

Twenty minutes later, on the innermost seat of a coffee shop, Ye Ying thanked the waiter who brought two cups of coffee.

After the waiter left, Ye Ying looked around without a trace, and found that the seat was really remote and no one was paying attention, so she took out a folded piece of paper from her bag and opened it.

It was a small paper doll—the facial features were drawn casually, like a kindergartener's art homework. The eyes are like black beans, and an arc represents the mouth.

It looks very sloppy.

Ye Ying looked down at the paper and bit her lip hesitantly.

She put it on the seat opposite after all. At the same time, he slandered in his heart that if someone saw her behavior, they might think she was mentally ill.

The little paper figurine was only as long as an index finger, and it was placed on a soft high-back sofa, and it was impossible to see it behind the table.

Ye Ying was inexplicably nervous, she reached out and clenched her fist, and lightly tapped three times with her knuckles on the table in front of the little paper figurine as if knocking on the door.

"Knock knock knock."

After three crisp knocks, nothing happened.

Ye Ying: "..."

She stared at the opposite side for a while without a word, then silently looked away.

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows beside her, Ye Ying regretted that she was stupid.

It's all because she has encountered too many strange things these days, which made her accept these non-existent strange things well now.

Why did you just obediently follow the ridiculous method on a small note? !

Ye Ying was depressed and looked out the window, hoping that no one would see her nagging actions just now. But in the next second, a pale face was seen in the reflection of the glass.