Outside the door, a strong man nearly two meters tall was standing in the middle of the corridor with his back to them.
In front of the strong man stood a short, thin man with long hair.
The long-haired man's skin was not shriveled and wrinkled at this age. There was no doubt that he was a ghost.
"Honey, don't be angry. Come home with me. I'll cook your favorite food for you today." The long-haired man softly persuaded the strong man opposite him, his tone full of doting and ambiguity.
He also wanted to put his arms around the strong man's thick waist and bring the strong man into his arms to comfort him.
"Wife?!"
Anxi, who was standing at the door watching the show, couldn't help but repeat the long-haired man's words.
She looked at the strong man's height that was about to hit the roof and his muscles that were about to burst out of his clothes. The identity of this copy was not restricted to men and women?
How did the long-haired man say the word "wife" to a tough man who could hit ten of him with one punch?
"I told you to get out!"
As expected, the strong man himself couldn't accept it. He shouted angrily again, pushed the long-haired man away, and even clenched his fists to punch the long-haired man off his back.
"Wang Peng, calm down."
Even after opening the door, Chu Qingyan quickly stepped forward and stood in front of the strong man. He lightly shook his head at the strong man, signaling him not to act rashly.
The strong man named Wang Peng calmed down a little because of Chu Qingyan's actions. He retracted his fists and dropped his hands to his sides.
Unexpectedly, the face of the long-haired man opposite him instantly darkened when he saw this.
He bit his lip tightly, trembling all over, and his face twitched, as if he was suppressing great anger.
But in the end he couldn't hold it back. He suddenly pointed his finger at Wang Peng and shouted angrily: "You can't do it without a man, right? You can't hear me when I tell you to stay away from other men! You bitch!" "
Once you start speaking, you can't stop.
After the long-haired man started cursing, he kept spouting obscene and insulting words.
Chu Qingyan and Wang Peng looked at each other amidst the long-haired man's constant scolding. Chu Qingyan said softly: "Don't violate the requirements."
When Wang Peng heard this, he glanced at the long-haired man who looked like a chicken, and nodded with humiliation.
Although he knew his identity and requirements, he still felt disgusted during the actual operation.
Wang Peng stood beside the long-haired man with a sullen face, listening to his constant cursing.
After scolding for a while, Wang Peng never replied. Gradually, the long-haired man's voice finally became quieter.
Just when everyone thought he was about to finish, the long-haired man suddenly fell to his knees with a plop.
He threw himself at Wang Peng's feet, tears streaming down his face. While crying, he slapped his face and howled: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry, wife! I was wrong, I shouldn't have doubted you! Please forgive me! You Come back with me! Don’t stop talking to me!”
His emotions changed rapidly. Just a moment ago he was so angry that he wanted to hit or smash him, but now he suddenly kowtows and admits his mistake.
In just a few minutes, the long-haired man himself put on a good show.
Wang Peng glanced at the long-haired man with runny nose and tears in disgust, and held it in for a long time before he said anything.
"Get up."
"Honey, have you forgiven me?"
The long-haired man jumped up from the ground, grinned and said, "I knew you were different from my ex-girlfriend."
The long-haired man took Wang Peng's arm again.
Wang Peng's expression was extremely grim. He clenched his fists and reluctantly followed the long-haired man downstairs.
But before he walked down the stairs, he turned back and whispered to Chu Qingyan: "Ji Yao is in 301."
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Room 301.
[Real-time broadcast: Correct identity selection]
[Officially entered the role-playing copy "Bone Apartment"]
[Your role is: the sister who helps the sister who lives in Room 301 of the Bone Apartment to take care of the children]
[Role requirements:
1. You have a good relationship with your sister, remember to help her more.
2. You must take good care of your nephew and do not refuse his request.
3. You are a beautiful girl, remember to keep yourself in good shape every day. 】
After listening to the information broadcast by the system.
Ji Yao calmed down, gathered her short hair, pushed the door open and walked out of her room.
The sun has set outside the window.
There was no light on in the living room, and there was only a TV in the center, shining a miserable light.
There was no picture playing on the TV screen, only the snowflake screen that kept making noise, but the child sitting on the sofa looked at the TV screen and smiled happily.
There was the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen, and the knife cut through unidentified pieces of meat, and the smell of meat filled the air.
"Auntie."
The child sitting on the sofa suddenly spoke to her.
"Do you like swinging?"
The child did not turn around and kept staring at the TV. The white light on the TV shone on his face, making his face blurry.
"...It's okay." Ji Yao thought for a moment and did not answer directly.
"Then do you want to swing with me?" The child's voice was innocent, but it seemed particularly weird in such an environment.
The child didn't wait for Ji Yao's reply, he got up from the sofa and walked to the balcony.
The balcony door was blocked by thick curtains, and it was impossible for a child to open the curtains on both sides in one go with just the strength of a child.
He could only grab one of the curtains and run in the direction of closing the curtains.
Swish swish————
The curtains were drawn.
The balcony of Room 301 faces the park. From the side window with the curtains opened, you can see the intertwined branches of dry black trees without a single green leaf outside the window.
A gust of wind blew.
The dead black branches collided and made a sound.
At the same time, a blue and pale foot was also floating in the air in the wind.
Even if it was just a fleeting moment.
But Ji Yao knew that the rest of the foot and most of the body were covered under the curtains on the other side.
His entire body was swinging back and forth with the wind, like a swing, but the focus was on his head.
"Come on, aunt, let's play together."
As the child spoke, he was about to open the curtain on the other side. Before the sound of "swish" could be heard, Ji Yao quickly grabbed the curtain.
"First... don't play anymore, we're going to eat soon."
Ji Yao stuttered out her words, her hands holding the curtains trembling.
When the child heard this, he raised his head and looked at her.
He was obviously only six or seven years old, but because of his flabby skin, he looked like a prematurely senile old man staring at her with a sinister look.
Sizzling————
The sound of snowflakes coming from the TV became louder and louder, and the sound of wind outside the window became more and more fierce. The foot that was originally only swinging slightly was now swinging as if it was about to touch the window.
Ji Yao pulled the curtain tightly to prevent the child from opening it further, and the two were in a stalemate.
Her identity requirement is that she cannot refuse her nephew's request, but who knows if this swing will allow her to hang on the balcony like the corpse outside?
Ji Yao was trembling all over, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead. She opened her mouth and only came out a few irrelevant syllables.
"What are you doing? Why don't you turn on the light?"
A friendly female voice suddenly sounded from behind, and the hostess of 301 was walking out of the kitchen with a plate of meatballs.
She turned on the light in the living room.
The originally dark room was suddenly filled with warm yellow light.
"Come and eat, we can play whatever you want later." The hostess put the plate on the table and waved for Ji Yao and the child to come over.
An interior filled with bright light feels much safer than the previous dim environment.
Ji Yao felt relieved, and she immediately seized this opportunity to reply to the hostess: "Okay, I'll go over and get the food for you!"
Then he lowered his head and looked at the child, forced out a smile and said, "Let's eat first."
"Um."
The child was very well-behaved. After listening to Ji Yao's words, he let go of his hand holding the curtain and ran towards the dining table.
Ji Yao breathed a sigh of relief. Before she walked to the dinner table, she quietly glanced out the window. The green foot had disappeared at some point.
