They went backstage, and their voice gradually became ambiguous.

"Manager, what people say is true. Don't you believe it... Will they come to your house at night and explain it to you?"

"Well, I hate it..."

After seeing this scene, other employees came out as if they hadn't seen anything.

They are used to this woman.

Fifteen minutes later, after the restaurant manager was settled, the woman went to the bathroom to clean up. Halfway through the cleaning, she suddenly looked up and looked at herself in the mirror.

Miss Han, who used to dress brightly, has now become a down-to-earth restaurant waiter. She lives with a meager salary every month, which is not enough for her to squander.

So... She chose to sell herself.

She played with the manager and her salary was about twice as high as others. She was proud and felt that she was higher than others in the restaurant.

Until today, I saw the woman on the screen.

After five years, she was down like this, but she had unlimited scenery.

Thinking of this, her hands clenched into fists and her long nails pierced into the meat, but she didn't feel pain. Instead, she looked at herself in the mirror and gnashed her teeth with anger.

"Shen Jiamu! Shen Jiamu! Shen Jiamu, Shen Jiamu!!!"

At first, she just bit her name with hatred. Later, she was probably crazy and shouted wildly. Then the whole person grabbed the bloody nails on the mirror like crazy and made a very harsh sound.

A bloodstain was printed in the mirror, which was not bright at all. The bathroom looked particularly terrible.

*

Han Muzi went out for a long time to find Xiaomi Dou. She found that the little guy didn't go to the front hall, but he was swinging in the yard with a cartoon mask on his face.

Although his face was blocked, the mask was particularly cute and attractive with his little dress.

Seeing this scene, Han Muzi couldn't help stopping, then took out her mobile phone and took a picture of Xiaomi bean from a distance.

Click——

As soon as the lens was pressed, a picture was taken. Xiaomi bean turned his head and a pair of black eyes like glass beads looked right here.

"Mommy?" the little guy's lips moved, as if he was going to come down from the swing.

"Wait a minute!" Han Muzi stopped him, and his red lips tilted slightly: "wait for mommy to take some pictures for you first."

With that, Xiaomi Dou really stopped moving, and then sat there very skillfully waiting for his mommy to take a picture.

Han Muzi walked over and took several pictures of Xiaomi beans.

Xiaomi Dou has a good sense of lens. She can always cooperate with Han Muzi's camera to make cool moves, and even dress up as a ghost. Han Muzi couldn't help laughing and was directly amused by him.

As soon as she put her cell phone away, Xiaomi Dou jumped off the swing and ran over and hugged her: "Mommy."

Han Muzi reached out and touched his head melon seeds lovingly.

In fact, when she saw Xiaomi Dou wearing a mask on her face, she was relieved.

If Xiaomi Dou wears a mask tonight, even if he meets yetingchen, yetingchen won't recognize Xiaomi Dou.

As for Xiaomi Dou, anyway, he is just a five-year-old child and won't observe each other's appearance at all. Even if it is observed, at most, I just think why this person looks very similar to himself, and I won't investigate it.

So she was relieved now, but she couldn't help asking softly.

"You just... Have been sitting here on the swing without going anywhere else?"

"Somewhere else? Where does Mommy mean?" Xiaomi bean looked up and looked at her curiously with dark eyes.

Such clean eyes made Han Muzi feel guilty. She coughed and looked away and said, "it's other places? It's been so long. You've been swinging here. Isn't it boring?"

Xiaomi Dou said, "Mommy, it's not boring. Xiaomi Dou met a lot of people here."

"Many people?"

"Yes, duck! At first, many people wanted to take pictures of Xiaomi Dou, but Mommy told Xiaomi Dou that strangers can't take pictures at will."

"Then?" seeing that he was serious, Han Muzi also got curious, squatted down and pinched his soft chin, and then asked.

"Then Xiaomi Dou attacked them and told them not to take photos, otherwise Mommy would trouble him."

"Puff Chi." Han Muzi couldn't help laughing and pinched his soft little ear after hearing Xiaomi Dou's so serious statement: "you said mommy so ferociously, how could Mommy trouble them casually? At most... Sue them for violating your imagination and let them compensate."

"Hum, Mommy is bad!" Xiaomi Dou hummed, reached out and poked Han Mu's purple and white cheek, and then said, "but Mommy, they didn't succeed in taking photos. At first, they didn't listen to Xiaomi Dou's advice and forced them to take photos! But! Later, an uncle helped me."

"Huh?"

Han Muzi didn't think about anything else at first, so she asked with a smile, "did you thank your uncle for helping you?"

Xiaomi bean nodded, saying that he had thanked others.

But after a while he said, "but that uncle is so strange..."

"Strange?" Han Muzi wondered, "what's the matter?"

"He wears a mask like Xiaomi Dou."

Xiaomi Dou suddenly said without being surprised. Han Muzi heard her heart pounding and almost jumped out of her throat. At the same time, her eyelids jumped violently, "what are you talking about? The man who helped you is wearing a mask?"

Xiaomi bean, um, nodded.

"Yes, Mommy, what's the matter? Eh..." Xiaomi Dou noticed that Han Muzi was holding an iron mask. "Mommy, your mask is a little like that uncle's. does mommy know that uncle?"

Han Muzi: "

She didn't answer Xiaomi Dou's words. She squatted there as if she had been acupointd and didn't move.

The chill spread all over Han Muzi's body almost instantly, making her as cold as falling into an ice cave.

She did not expect that the two would meet.

No, it should be that she can't prevent yetingchen.

What the hell does he want? Wearing a mask to help Xiaomi Dou?

Is this incident intentional or unintentional?

Han Muzi's lips turned pale. Did he... Already know Xiaomi Dou's life experience?

Or is it really such a coincidence that I accidentally ran into this thing because I came to the party?

Or, he already knows, and... Now he's just playing three people with her?

If so, then... What should she do in the future?