C25

Next, I'll give it to you?

"Are you hungry? I'll cook it for you? " Seeing Shi Xingcan in a daze, Qin Yanmo asked again.

"Ugh …" Don't you often live here? Why are there even eggs? "

"I'll give you the key, take it!" A lazy male voice came from the window. Shi Xingcan didn't even have time to react before he smashed the key that was attached to the little fluffy rabbit onto her shoulder. Shi Xingcan wanted to say something, but the window closed with a bang.

Shi Xingcan had no choice but to open the door and enter. The living room was in a mess, the decorations and paintings on the walls looked very elegant, but they were also in stark contrast with the mess on the ground. The expensive sofa was turned over on the floor, and the coffee table was askew with a pile of used toilet paper.

Shi Xingcan tried her best to avoid the trash on the ground and climbed up to the second floor with difficulty. The windows on the second floor were closed, and heavy curtains blocked almost all light. The temperature of the central air-conditioner was extremely low, causing Shi Xingcan to shiver uncontrollably.

"Eh, Mr Xie?" Shi Xingcan tried to sound out twice, but there was no response. She had to use her memory to find the room where she had left the key. Stepping onto the soft carpet, Shi Xingcan slowly walked along the corridor. She heard a subtle sound coming from a room, so she hastily knocked on the door.

"Mister Xie?"

Shi Xingcan knocked on the door a few more times, but there was no response, so she could only slowly push open the door.

The room was very dark, with very little light coming through the curtains. The only light source left was the big screen inside the room, which displayed the interface of a terrifying game. A figure wrapped in a quilt sat on the ground, focused on manipulating the game. Terrifying screams could be heard from time to time from the stereo. The ground was as messy as the living room on the first floor, and all sorts of snacks and bags were strewn across the floor.

"Is that Mr. Xie? I'm the editor of the Times magazine... "

"I'm not interested in you." The man glanced at her.

"Huh?" Shi Xingcan was startled, had she found the wrong place?

"Mr. I'm the editor of Time magazine, and your three short reviews are over the deadline, so let me ask you if you need any help. " Shi Xingcan spoke in a euphemistic tone.

"You're not from that woman?"

"Ah?" "What woman?" Shi Xingcan was confused again. She knew that her editor was a man.

"Oh …" The man paused the game, pulled out a remote control from under a snack bag, and turned on the light in the room.

Only now did Shi Xingcan clearly see his face, his face was pale white, her cheeks were sunken, a black ring under her eye sockets, her beard was unshaven, her hair was also messy, and she was wrapped in a colored blanket.

"Sit." The man said in a very casual tone. He reached his hand into the snack bag by his feet and took out some potato chips to eat. "Whatever you want."

"I just want your manuscript." Shi Xingcan said. And how could this kind of trash possibly have a place to sit?

"A script …" The man tilted his head with a worried expression, "It's over there."

Shi Xingcan looked in his direction, and saw a laptop that was smashed into pieces lying at the corner.

"..." Do you still have a copy of your manuscript? " Shi Xingcan's heart sank.

The man didn't answer, just looked at her with an innocent expression. Shi Xingcan could only sigh: "Then can you still write another one?"

"What do you think?" The man shrugged. "I can write it, but I have to do it once."

"What?"

"Just do it once before you get any inspiration." The man looked at Shi Xingcan as if he was looking at an idiot.

Shi Xingcan's eyes widened as she took a step back. Could it be that she had come across an unwritten rule of the literary circle? If this man wanted to do something to her, no one would hear her cry for help in this haunted house.

"What's with that expression? It's not like I want to do it with you." The man fell back to the ground, the sound of puffed food being crushed beneath him, but he didn't care. "I had a fight with the owner of this house," he continued.

"…" Shi Xingcan didn't know how to reply, and could only look at him silently.

"Why didn't you ask?"

"Well, why?"

"I thought she was old, and then we had a fight, and then she left, and every day she sent a young girl over for me to do with them, but I refused. You're already the twelfth. " The man looked at the ceiling and continued, "So you see, how can I write in this state?"

"I'm not one of the twelve." Shi Xingcan said sternly, and then sighed, "Then … What can I do for you? " Looks like I won't be able to get this script.

The man tilted his head in surprise and looked at her. "You're quite kind. The third room on the right of the stairs is my study. You can go there and see if there's anything you can use."

"Okay, thank you." Just as Shi Xingcan was about to turn around to look, she suddenly heard the sound of a door closing from the first floor.

"Little baby? You're still angry? " From downstairs came the sound of high heels. A woman's high-pitched voice came, "I bought you your favorite little cake, come down and try it!"

Before Shi Xingcan could react, the man suddenly jumped up and pulled Shi Xingcan away, "Hide! Don't let her see you! " As she said that, she opened the door to the huge closet in the corner of the room and stuffed Shi Xingcan inside, "Don't make a sound! Please! I'll return the contribution for the next issue! We will definitely not drag it out! " he whispered quickly, and slammed the closet door.

Shi Xingcan sat on a pile of clothes, her nose filled with the unpleasant smell of a man. She heard the man go out in a disgusted voice, acting coquettishly. It was only then that she finally understood. So he was the gigolo that this woman had taken care of?

The two of them started flirting in the corridor, and then the woman pushed open the door, blaming him for making such a mess of the room. The man didn't know what he was doing, but suddenly there was a woman's scream of pleasure, and then the sound faded away, and with a bang the house was silent again.

Shi Xingcan sat in the wardrobe in a daze. His phone was placed with the guard, so she didn't know what time it was. She waited anxiously for a moment, but before she could hear anything, she boldly opened the wardrobe door and slipped out of the room.

Fortunately, the thick carpet in the hallway prevented the sound of footsteps. Shi Xingcan listened attentively, and the crashing of water could be heard from one of the rooms. Probably because two people were bathing, Shi Xingcan walked towards the room that the man mentioned earlier and gently opened the door.

The room had a large bookcase that went directly to the roof. On the desk, there were all sorts of manuscripts, neatly arranged and labeled with small yellow labels. It was a far cry from the room they had just been in. Shi Xingcan picked out two items that were more suitable to be classified as "unpublished". After thinking for a bit, she took out a piece of paper to write down the title of the piece of paper she took and placed it on the table.

The handwriting of the manuscript was natural and neat, Shi Xingcan found it hard to believe that this was the work of the dispirited man just now. But she didn't have time to think about it. She put the manuscript in her bag and quickly opened the door to go downstairs.

He rushed to the profound entrance, checked once, and found that there was nothing wrong with it. Just as Shi Xingcan heaved a sigh of relief, he was unable to open the anti-theft door. The manual lock twisted and turned a few times, but the door did not budge.

The laughter of men and women came from the stairs. The man asked something in a low voice, and then the woman's high-pitched voice said, "If you really dare to do it with them? Hmph, then I'll make them disappear completely! "A woman who entered this villa without my permission humph …" Then there was the man's comforting whisper again.

Shi Xingcan was shocked, she anxiously tried to open the damn door, but there was a layer of sweat on her forehead. The sound was getting closer and closer. Finally, before they turned the last bend and saw her, Shi Xingcan opened the door. She ducked out quickly, then slammed the door shut and ran, not caring what the two people inside thought. When the villa disappeared from her sight, she finally saw the entrance to the residential complex.

Shi Xingcan gasped for breath as she took back his phone. The moment she opened it, she saw that there were more than a dozen missed calls, all of them coming from the chief editor's Lifesteal Chain. Shi Xingcan was shocked, she anxiously called back, but before she could dial, the editor called again.

"Shi Xingcan! What's the matter with you? " The editor bellowed, "Why aren't you answering the phone!"

"I —"

"I don't care what's going on with you. The magazine is going to be printed at the factory in advance. Do you have to open the windows for the program you are in charge of?"

"I've already received the script!" Shi Xingcan anxiously said.

"Hmph …" Only then did the editor's voice soften a little. "I'll give you the last two hours. If you can't handle it, then leave!" With that, he hung up the phone.

Shi Xingcan looked at the crowded streets, and couldn't help but feel despair.