"Brother Ziqin, let me have the baby?"“ No, Xiaoyuan, this child can't have it. "“ Brother Ziqin... "Wen Yiren saved the video and chose a tree to watch the play quietly“ Xiaoyuan, a child without a father will not be happy. Be obedient. "“ Brother Ziqin, you won't want us. My children and I will be good. We won't affect your marriage with your cousin. Brother Ziqin, please. " Xu Yuan cried with tears. He Ziqin was very distressed and took her into his arms. "Let's go back and discuss it. Now we're recording the program. What if it's found?"“ OK, brother Ziqin, I'll listen to you. " Wen Yiren quickly left and gathered with the army in front of he Ziqin and Xu Yuan“ What, did you find any good play? " Song Qingyu approached her and asked in a low voice“ Guess. "“ Don't sell off. I think there's something wrong with those two. " There must be a problem, quite a problem. When she went to bed at night, Su Ling and her husband had a room. Nanche and he Ziqin were impossible people in the same room. They occupied one room respectively. Wen Yiren, song Qingyu can only share a room with Xu Yuan. Fortunately, there is a big bed and a small bed in this room. Song Qingyu was famous for his cunning and domineering, and took the big bed. "It's pleasant. I'll sleep with you tonight." Otherwise? Wen Yiren picked her eyebrows and couldn't squeeze her and Xu Yuan? Xu Yuan and Wen Yiren have a feud. Naturally, it is impossible to chat with Wen Yiren. Song Qingyu obviously didn't want to see her. After washing, Xu Yuan lay in bed playing with her mobile phone. Song Qing Yu has a habit. When the mask is applied, it is necessary to turn off the lights. Wen Yiren lay next to song Qingyu, "Qingyu, let me tell you a ghost story?"“ Good. " Wen Yiren obviously felt the light of Xu Yuan's mobile phone flicker. With a strange smile, "do you want to listen to scary or funny?"“ Nonsense, ghost stories must be terrible. "“ Cough, I'll start. " Wen Yiren cleared his throat. "This is a true story. It happened to a person I know." Wen Yiren first makes a mystery. At the moment, the automatic camera is recording the scene in the room. Dim room, weak mobile phone light, and warm and pleasant Yin color measurement sound“ For the time being, call her Xiaomei. My friend Xiaomei is an intern in a magazine. Her salary is not high. She rented a single apartment near the company, which is a small duplex. Below is the living area and above is the place to sleep. She has lived there for half a year and has never seen the neighbors on the opposite door and on the left and right sides. " Speaking of this, Wen Yiren paused deliberately, "one night, she worked overtime until the early morning and just finished making a cup of instant noodles and began to wash and sleep. Just when she was sleepy, she suddenly heard a knock at the door. She thought who was looking for her. She ran to the cat's eye and saw that there was no shadow. Then she went back to bed. Just lying down, the knock remembered this time, It came from the next door. " Wen Yi knocked on the wall, and Xu Yuan began to tremble with fear“ Xiaomei disagreed and went on sleeping. Then, she heard someone knocking on the wall. Dongdong, Dongdong, Dongdong, Xiaomei thought someone was finally living next door. She might be cleaning up the house, but at three o'clock in the morning, Xiaomei suddenly heard the sound of the key inserted into the lock hole, This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation