The two finally checked into this inn. The room was on the second floor of a two-story building in the backyard of the inn. Shen Jie carefully knocked on several sides of the inn. They were all walls. The depth of the room was not small. Now it is very quiet.
Zhuo'er sat on the edge of the bed, feeling so comfortable. He looked at Shen Jie who was knocking on the wall here and there, and asked, "It's a little too quiet here, aren't you afraid that this is a shady store?"
"I know all the people in this inn, and they are all kind-hearted people." Shen Jie said.
"You've seen it before, are you sure? It seems like you've never been here before." Zhuo'er looked at Shen Jie in disbelief. After spending so long with him, this man had frightened him into thinking about everything. Now she was facing He almost knew that he had never been here before.
"You don't believe me even if I tell you. I'll get you some boiling water. You stay here and don't go anywhere." Shen Jie said. As soon as he opened the door, he felt a cold breath. Not only was it quiet inside, , it’s also eerily quiet outside.
"What's wrong?" Zhuo'er asked.
"We'd better just wash it with the water we brought and make plans tomorrow." Shen Jie said.
"I knew you didn't dare to go." Zhuo'er said, she was too lazy to get up, she was really tired.
Zhuo'er soon fell asleep. Shen Jie was still taking out all the corn from the package and placing it on the ground. When he raised his head and looked at the bed, he found that the bed was only half full. Zhuo'er's body was stretched from the abdomen. Everything below is gone.
At this moment, he felt the pores on his back stand up, and his brain was frightened.
He felt the wind blowing from outside the door to the inside. He wanted to look back, but felt that his neck couldn't move at all. His brain was trying to figure out what was behind him, and he was so frightened that he hurried towards Zhuo'er. As he ran towards Zhuo'er, he even thought of the woman lying on the bed who suddenly opened her eyes and her face turned pale.
This situation did not happen. He found that the part where Zhuoer's body disappeared and the bed disappeared out of thin air. He felt more and more that he was dreaming. After walking all day, he was still so tired when he dreamed at night.
He estimated that when he turned around at this time, he might see an extremely terrifying face.
He did not look back, nor did he dare to look back. Even in his dream, he was afraid. Her peripheral vision still glanced back from time to time. The woman lying on the bed looked very much like Zhuo'er. He was not sure. His hand was close to her. At that missing place, the moment he touched the edge, he found that his hand had also disappeared. "How is this going."
This aroused great curiosity in him. He wanted to see what was going on. He leaned his head over and just opened his eyes. He saw a scene he had never seen in his life, but it was only for a short time. In the time it took him to open his eyes twice, , in front of him was no longer the scene just now, but several mattresses made of mattresses, and he was leaning on the quilt in a weird posture.
He tried desperately to recall the scene he had just seen, but found that he could not imagine what the thing looked like in his mind. When he moved at this time, he found that his body was very stiff. When he lowered his head and looked, Zhuoer's whole body was frozen. Disappeared, and only then did he notice that it was bright outside.
There was a sound at the door, and he saw a woman wearing gray and white clothes walking in. When she saw him looking at him, the basin in her hand fell to the ground, splashing water all over the floor.
"Mr. Shen, you're awake." Zhuo'er looked at Shen Jie with surprise on her face, and her eyes instantly became moist.
"Are you Zhuo'er?" Shen Jie said with some uncertainty. Her appearance was almost engraved in his mind. Standing in front of him now, she looked very similar to Zhuo'er, but she was much thinner and looked like a knot. Women who have been married for a few years also have the flavor of a mature woman.
"You finally woke up." Zhuo'er ran to Shen Jie and hugged him tightly, tears streaming down his face. "Do you know how much I have missed you during this year? Even if you move, just for a moment, how happy I would be?"
"You bastard." She slapped his chest hard, and he felt a soft blow on his chest, but there was no pain at all.
"What year? It turns out you were pretending to be asleep in bed just now, how dare you tease me like this." Shen Jie said with a smile.
Seeing that he was still the same as before, Zhuo'er felt very, very happy. She found that she already cared about him to that extent, and now even if he wanted it, she would give it to him without any scruples.
"Stop talking and hold me tight." Zhuo'er said.
She felt his warmth. He looked away from hers and noticed something was wrong with this room. It seemed like a filter had been added to the room, making it look shabby.
He looked at all this with some shock, and at this moment, in his feeling, in the dark space that had been empty for a long time in his dantian, a little firefly-like light was suspended in the middle, and his expression instantly became difficult. The imagination gets excited.
Zhuoer, who was holding him, couldn't help but raise his head and look at Shen Jie up close.
"Zhuo'er, you just said one year." Shen Jie asked.
