Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun, who was dressed up and ready to go out, curiously asked, "do you want to go out so late?"
Xue Wenjun said with a bitter smile: "I am not going out, but going back."
Go back? Xia Yihan remembers Allen's words and asks Xue Wenjun curiously, "can't everyone stay here?"
Xue Wenjun nodded and said, "you don't think this house is big, but there are only three people staying here at night, the housekeeper Carl, the master Mary, and you. Even the servants live in houses 300 meters away from the house... "
Xue Wenjun's words made Xia Yihan's hair stand on end. He couldn't help looking up. The whole European style building was full of lights, but actually there were only three people!
"Why are you afraid?" Xue Wenjun approached Xia Yihan, looked at the other side like a rabbit frightened to avoid laughing, joking: "if you are afraid, I can let you rely on my shoulder."
Xia Yihan glanced at Xue Wenjun, summoned up courage and said, "you'd better go! If you don't go, it's going to be light! "
Xue Wenjun nodded indifferently, walked into the car and suddenly rolled down the window seriously. He said to Xia Yihan seriously: "if you hear strange sounds these days, don't go out, do you know?"
"Strange noise?" What's that? Xia Yihan wants to ask Xue Wenjun that Xue Wenjun has been driving away, leaving only the lights flickering.
Xia Yihan can't sleep when Xue Wenjun makes such a fuss. When he thinks that there are only three people in the whole building of several hundred meters, he always feels a little scared.
Took out the mobile phone to have a look, some hesitated to press the first button for quick call. The voice of the telephone connection is like an unknown place, which makes people anxious to wait. Xia Yihan suddenly presses off the phone and puts his head under the pillow.
The phone suddenly rings, Xia Yihan quickly pick up, the voice in the phone is very clear, as if this is not the night.
"Yi Han?" Ye Zimo's voice is faint.
"How do you know it's me?" Xia Yihan remembers that ye Zimo has never called because no matter where she is, there are people following her, so she can't take the phone.
Ye Zimo, beside the phone, chuckled and didn't answer. Instead, he asked, "what's the matter?"
"Can't sleep." Xia Yihan pitifully said, a brain movement, ye Zimo coquettish way: "I want to listen to the story."
As soon as the voice dropped, there was a brief silence on the phone, and then a slight noise was made when the phone was buttoned on the table. It took five minutes for ye Zimo to pick up the phone. The voice of Ye Zimo was still faint: "there is a story about big gray wolf and Little Red Riding Hood in the room of reading ink?"
"Pooh, that's it." Xia Yihan lies flat, puts his mobile phone next to his ear and says with a smile. The voice of turning pages is coming from the phone. Ye Zimo's voice is gentle and low magnetic. He reads fairy tales in a calm way. He has a reassuring power in his eyes.
"From then on, big wolf and Little Red Riding Hood lived a happy life. It's over." Ye Zimo said lightly, even the tone did not change.
Xia Yihan thought of the appearance of Ye Zimo holding a fairy tale book in his hand. He couldn't help smiling. He almost begged with a smile: "come on."
The phone was detained on the desk again. This time, it took longer until Xia Yihan was bored to death and was picked up, "Snow White wanderer?"
Xia Yihan doesn't know when he fell asleep. He only knows that the steady voice on the other end of the phone is like the most effective hypnotic and Ping An Fu.
The body was rubbed itchy, there seems to be someone screaming downstairs, Xia Yihan rubbed his eyes to get up, found the phone was still on, picked up the phone and called out: "Ye Zimo?"
"Yes." The other end of the phone was quickly picked up, Xia Yihan was surprised: "you didn't hang up all night?"
Ye Zimo's voice returned to normal calm, but Xia Yihan heard some indulgence, "hang up." The phone was neatly hung up.
Xia Yihan's attention is attracted by the disorderly footstep of the servant downstairs. As Xia Yihan goes downstairs, Cupid follows.
"Come here, you cat!" After that, a man with a big smile roared out of the room
"You know I'm not round. You can call me Xia Yihan when grandma Mary is away." I don't know why, this man feels much worse than Allen and speaks more carefully.
"Ha ha, since my mother regards you as a circle, why don't you act like a real one? After all, her old age is running out of time." Guohao sighed with a sad look, but Xia Yihan felt a chill behind him.
Cupid called. The man looked at Cupid and muttered, "this cat has made a mess of my room. Sooner or later, I'll clean him up!"
Chao Xia Yihan smiles. Guohao stares at Cupid and leaves. Cupid's weird eyes look at Guohao and rub Xia Yihan's trouser legs. Xia Yihan lowers his head and takes a beautiful pupil from Cupid's fur.
"Who's the servant?" Xia Yihan murmured.
At the dinner table, Alan, Guohao and Xue Wenjun were all there. Mary was the last one to see Xia Yihan embrace Xia Yihan kindly: "dear baby, grandma will take you shopping in Las Vegas today."Looking at Xia Yihan's face, Allen turned to Mary and said, "Mom, there is a venture capital company in the United States that wants to lease some of our land to build a mall. I think the conditions are very good. I think it can be done."
Mary glanced at Ellen lightly and said lightly, "I'll talk about it later."
Allen was in a hurry, and the national hero beside him looked at him with a smile. There was an irresistible complacency and ridicule in his triangular eyes.
At night, Xia Yihan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Her grandmother Emerald on the table showed green fluorescence. The phone rang. Xia Yihan looked at the caller ID and excitedly answered, "how do you know I can't sleep?"
Ye Zimo's voice was still faint, and the voice of turning the book was short and sharp. He asked with a smile: "continue?"
Xia Yihan thought of Ye Zimo's way of reading fairy tales, and his mood was inexplicably flying. Then he said to Ye Zimo in a certain depression: "I think this place is a little strange."
"Why?" Ye Zimo on the phone seemed to stop turning the book, and his voice became serious.
Xia Yihan thought for a while or replied honestly: "I don't know. It's just that everyone wears a mask in this home, and I can't understand how to see it."
"If you want to go, you can go at any time." Ye Zimo said lightly, Xia Yihan just wanted to answer down, suddenly remembered that Mary used half of the equity to let Ye Zimo leave his side and began to feel a little sad.
"Poop." There is a sound of falling things outside the door. Xia Yihan doesn't want to pick up the phone and runs after him. There is only a row of portraits outside the door. It seems that all the people in the portrait are looking at Xia Yihan.
Xia Yihan clenched the phone and looked around nervously. The portrait at the end of the corridor, Xia Yihan, was no stranger, with a smiling face, lovely dimples, Mary's favorite granddaughter, Yuanyuan!
"Katz!" Katz, a slight noise in the stairs think of Xia Yihan flurried down with the light of his mobile phone. There is a figure wearing a long white skirt drifting by at the corner of the corridor.
There seems to be eyes staring at himself behind. Xia Yihan turns his head slightly and looks at the round circle in the portrait. The person who just floated by seems to be round?
"Xia Yihan, go back to the room." The voice of Ye Zimo on the phone is irresistible.
Xia Yihan turns and runs back mechanically, missing the stairway and looking at his eyes all the time. The next day, Xia Yihan packed up his luggage and looked at himself in the mirror. He couldn't help but pat his face.
When the doorbell rang, he seemed to press it twice in a hurry. When Carl saw Xia Yihan open the door, his voice was a little hasty and said, "the master's health is not good. Can you go over and have a look at it now?"
Xia Yihan trotted all the way to Mary's room with the housekeeper. However, there was only a carved bed in the middle of the huge room. Several doctors were busy with each other.
Mary saw Xia Yihan coming, like Xia Yihan beckoning, Xia Yihan quickly went to hold the old man's withered hand. "Yuanyuan, I'm sorry for you. It's grandma who killed you." There are many unclear things in Mary's eyes when she looks at Xia Yihan.
Xia Yihan gently patted Mary on the back, and the doctor whispered to Carl: "there is still a month to go. In this period of time, try to follow her and let her go at ease."
Holding Xia Yihan's hand, Mary sleeps very peacefully until she takes a tranquilizer, and then Xia Yihan takes out her hand. "One more month, just one more month." There were obvious tears in Carl's eyes.
Walking in the garden, the fierce quarrel makes Xia Yihan stop suddenly.
"She's just an outsider. You need to be so nervous. Look at you now." Guohao looked scornful.
"Outsiders? You know Mom doesn't want to see her. We just want to see her. When you look at the will, you will know that foreigners are the big winners. " Allen's voice was sharp and ambivalent.
These two people don't seem to be as disharmonious and hostile as they seem on the outside? Xia Yihan thought strangely, his feet slipped, and the yellow leaves made a crisp sound.
"Who!" Guohao and Allen yelled at the same time.
A pair of hands gently covered Xia Yihan's mouth and pulled the next han to run away from the path. Xue Wenjun looked at Xia Yihan's panting appearance and asked with concern: "are you ok?"
Xia Yihan patted his chest and couldn't help asking the doubts in his heart: "what's going on in this place?"
Xue Wen looked at Xia Yihan. After a long time, he pulled Xia Yihan aside and said seriously, "you know you look like Mary's granddaughter, Yuanyuan, right?"
Xia Yihan nodded, Xue Wenjun said seriously: "in fact, it's not you who look like a circle, but a circle like you! A long time ago, Yuanyuan was one of the people who liked Ye Zimo. After you showed up, she went for cosmetic surgery
Xia Yihan opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. The information was ridiculous. Xue Wenjun said with a smile: "Yuanyuan had a car accident half a year ago. She rear ended three cars. She died on the spot, but this is not an accident. Mary always thinks that the murderer is one of the family members. Do you understand me?"