Chapter 243 An Xiaoyu
Chapter 243 An Xiaoyu
"...fuck you."
Lan Shiwen opened his eyes again, still holding the familiar steering wheel. He glanced at the car display screen. It was 11:10 in the morning. He had just parked his car in the parking lot downstairs and was preparing to go home for lunch.
His gentle and lovely girlfriend was waiting for him at home to have dinner together, but Lan Shiwen was not happy at all because he was not sure whether the woman sitting at the dining table was his girlfriend or some lunatic in disguise.
"I can't stay in the car for too long, or he'll notice something's wrong and come down to the parking lot early to kill me."
Lan Shiwen pretended nothing had happened, opened the car door and got out, locked the door, and took the elevator to leave the underground parking lot.
He had known for a long time that Yu Ziqian was a dangerous person, but he never expected that he had become so crazy. Admittedly, few of the upgraded ones were mentally normal, but blocking the door and killing someone just because that person might help your enemy was a bit too extreme.
"The first time I was killed by him was because the rule of 'responding to the call' was triggered, so what about the second time?" Lan Shiwen stood straight, thinking without looking away.
He used his own death to test the rule of not turning back, but even though he didn't turn back while sitting in the car, he was still killed. This was another strange application that he didn't know about, just like the first time he was killed by Ning Zhe.
"There were no traces, no signs, no pre-casting, I just died in his hands without knowing why." The bright light shone on Lan Shiwen's face. The door opened and he walked out of the elevator, feeling dark in his heart: "How on earth did he do it?"
After returning home, Lan Shiwen put on slippers and walked into the living room. A young girl with long hair tied sideways put down her phone, stood up from the dining table, and came to Lan Shiwen: "Why is there white hair on your head?"
As he said this, he was about to reach out to brush off the white dust on his hair.
Pah—Lan Shiwen turned his head and subconsciously opened the hand that his girlfriend extended: "What are you doing?!"
"Hey..." The girl covered her right hand that was hit by her, feeling a little aggrieved: "There is something dirty on your head."
"Is it?" Lan Shiwen walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Sure enough, there was a striking white spot on the top of his head. He didn't know where the putty on the wall had aged and fallen off, and the white lime powder fell on his head.
This is something I didn’t have last time I went home.
"Xiao Lan, what's wrong with you? Why do you feel a little weird?" The girl sat at the dining table and looked up at Lan Shiwen who came out of the bathroom and asked, "Did anything happen?"
"Yes, a little bit." Lan Shiwen nodded and walked to the table and sat down.
His girlfriend's surname is An, An Xiaoyu, who just graduated from college and is preparing for the civil service exam at home. Although her father does have a certain status in the Yunzhou officialdom, she still has to go through the necessary procedures to at least maintain a decent appearance. Although her father could directly tailor a recruitment standard for An Xiaoyu, that would be too embarrassing.
An Xiaoyu is a gentle person. People who know her say that she has a good temper, doesn't get angry easily, and is very considerate and caring of others. She grew up in an ivory tower and has always received a disciplined and positive education. Therefore, An Xiaoyu has a fairy-tale fantasy about the world, society, marriage and love. She has no bad intentions and is even a little naive, commonly known as a silly and sweet girl.
This is also the reason why Lan Shiwen accepted this arranged marriage with a high degree of surveillance.
If you want to gain the trust of the government as a promoted person, you have to pay something or voluntarily hand over some evidence. You will be controlled by others anyway. It is better to find a simple and innocent person who has no scheming, and your life will be more comfortable.
"Xiao Lan, do you know? Liu Jiajia went abroad recently. She said she was going to study abroad." An Xiaoyu filled both bowls with rice and placed them on the dining table. He said, "This is the first time I've seen someone go abroad with his parents."
"Maybe her parents dote on her more." Lan Shiwen picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile: "Why, you want to go abroad too?"
"Yes." An Xiaoyu nodded: "She hasn't contacted me much since Jia Jia left, and you're so busy. I'm alone at home memorizing questions. It's so boring." This is why Lan Shiwen thinks she is naive. Her father is in a high position in Yunzhou, and he can force her to move up even if her grades are bad. However, she still stays at home stupidly, doing questions and preparing for exams seriously. She is so naive that it's a bit cute.
The sound of TikTok was heard from the dining table. Looking at An Xiaoyu, who was eating and watching the test explanation on his mobile phone across the table, Lan Shiwen suddenly felt uneasy, and a strange feeling lingered in his heart.
"What's wrong? You keep staring at me." An Xiaoyu put down his chopsticks and raised his head, covering his face with his hands: "Don't look at me, don't look at me. I've been staying up late every day recently, and my eyes have dark circles. It's so ugly, don't look at me!"
"If you don't want to look, then don't look. Who cares?" Lan Shiwen smiled and picked up his chopsticks to eat.
An Xiaoyu was still the same as before, liking to act like a child and act unreasonable towards him, but she was not annoying in any way.
"...Huh?" After a while, An Xiaoyu opened her fingers and looked at Lan Shiwen curiously through them. She blinked and said, "You really don't want to see it?"
Lan Shiwen spread his hands: "Didn't you tell me not to look?"
"Ah~ No, how can you just say you don't want to watch it?" An Xiaoyu stood up, left her seat and ran behind Lan Shiwen, hugging his shoulders with both hands: "You're already disliking me before we even get married. I can't even imagine what it's like after marriage!"
As he spoke, An Xiaoyu hugged Lan Shiwen's shoulders, and used both hands to force his head to face him, and said seriously: "Even if I become an ugly monster in the future, you are not allowed to look away from me."
"Okay..." Lan Shiwen sighed helplessly, looking at An Xiaoyu's fair face and the faint dark circles under her eyes, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The next moment, a gust of cold wind blew quietly past my ears.
he died.
"what."
When he opened his eyes, he still had the familiar steering wheel in his hands. He had just parked his car in the parking lot downstairs and was preparing to go home for lunch.
Lan Shiwen looked up at the car display screen. It was 11:10 in the morning, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
"...I'm back again." Lan Shiwen leaned back in his chair, his whole body limp.
The faint floral scent from when An Xiaoyu hugged his neck was still lingering on his nose. He could still vividly remember his girlfriend's serious look while eating and watching the test guide, and her innocence and naivety as she was afraid that he would dislike her for having dark circles under her eyes.
Every micro-expression that revealed his true feelings was so perfect, without any faults. Even if he did it a hundred times, he would still think that it was An Xiaoyu himself.
"Grass……"
Lan Shiwen leaned on the steering wheel and clenched his fists.
I have a cold, so I will update once today.
(End of this chapter)