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Su Tao looked at the phone that was hung up suddenly, and clenched her back molars.

Her own mother was so relieved that she was sharing a room with a single man and a widow of the opposite sex!
"Put away your unnecessary worries. I live on the first floor and I won't go up." Fu Shiqi seemed to sense her uneasiness, but looked at her with a half-smile, "Unless you find the door yourself."

Su Tao was so ashamed that her voice was trembling: "I'm not that brazen!"

She turned around and stepped on her slippers to go upstairs.

Su Xuan is always on a business trip and hardly ever goes home, and especially listens to Mu Muya's words, Su Tao has no one to turn to for help.

Thinking of Chen Weimo's schadenfreude smile, Su Tao clenched the quilt angrily.

After taking a shower, she buried her head in bed and planned to go to bed early tonight.

Su Tao didn't sleep well, tossing and turning, she kept dreaming of Yu Yizhou cutting her own mole, and even the pain was clearly felt.

She sat up from the bed in astonishment, and the panic in her heart kept churning.

It was pouring rain outside the window, and the dark room was suddenly lit up by lightning from the sky.

Su Tao caressed the lower part of her upper eyelid, even though it was smooth, she still felt palpitations.

The moment the thunder sounded, she suddenly saw Yu Yizhou approaching her with a knife.

Su Tao jumped off the bed in horror, and ran barefoot out of the room desperately.

She has only one direction now, Fu Shiqi's room.

Su Tao strode down the stairs and went straight to the room in the middle of the corridor.

But the door was locked and she couldn't open it.

Su Tao didn't dare to look back, so she could only keep knocking on the door.

"Fu Shiqi!"

The wind behind her seemed to be getting worse, and she knocked on the door more frequently.

"Open the door quickly, Fu Shiqi!"

There was a rustling sound of chains behind the door, and the door was swung open.

"Help, Yu Yizhou is behind!"

Without waiting for his reaction, Su Tao got in from under his hand that was propped on the door frame, and then tightly grasped the hem of his clothes.

"Yu Yizhou?" He was probably just waking up, and his voice was still a little lazy, "Did you see the devil? There's nothing behind you."

She stuck out half of her head and looked out in disbelief. There was indeed no one on the stairs.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Fu Shiqi leaned sideways against the door, looked down at her leisurely, and then answered the question on his own, "It's related to Yu Yizhou, it was indeed a nightmare."

Su Tao didn't deny it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

How could Yu Yizhou appear at her house? It must be because the nightmare just now was too real, and it happened to be a thunderstorm tonight, so it was too similar to the scene in the previous life.

"I locked the door on purpose just to be on guard against you, but I didn't expect you to find me anyway," he let out a chuckle from his throat, "Su Tao, do you really have evil intentions?"

Su Tao hurriedly denied: "Don't talk nonsense, you are the only adult male in the family, of course I will subconsciously ask you for help..."

She spoke more and more quietly, and her guilt was gradually submerged in her weak voice.

"I'm glad you can think of me the first time."

Su Tao couldn't see the expression of the person in front of him clearly in the darkness, but he could clearly feel that he was smiling now.

She thought of the previous evaluation of Fu Shiqi: he was born to be under the sun.

Su Tao said softly, "Fu Shiqi, please smile more."

Fu Shiqi's eyes froze for a moment, and then he chuckled, "Okay."

The torrential rain outside was still falling, even more violent than the heavy rain before her death in her previous life.

But Su Tao felt that she would no longer be afraid of thunderstorms.

"So how long are you going to stand here, do you want to sleep with me?"

Fu Shiqi suddenly turned on the light, and Su Tao's reddish face was caught off guard in his sight.

She immediately lowered her eyes, not daring to meet his gaze.

Su Tao was wearing a fluffy blue and white rabbit pajamas, and the rabbit ears hung down along with his drooping head, making him want to grab and ravage him.

The idea of ​​liking her that had just arisen was snuffed out by the second half of his narcissistic words.

Su Tao pushed him away in retaliation, and left his room angrily.

Fu Shiqi looked down at the place she had just grabbed, and slowly cleaned up the slightly wrinkled hem of his clothes.He turned off the light and closed the door, but this time it was unlocked.

But he knew that the frightened fawn would not run away to him tonight.

The next morning, Su Tao went downstairs with dark circles under her eyes, and happened to run into Mu Muya sneaking in from the gate.

Looking at each other's dark circles, the two froze motionless.

"Taotao, although mom is open-minded, you can't be so ignorant," Mu Muya frowned, persuading her earnestly, "Besides, it's a tense stage, so pay attention to using the time."

Su Tao didn't expect that her imagination was so rich that it broke through common sense, so she supported her forehead and responded helplessly: "It's a pity that you don't write romance novels with such a brain. I just didn't sleep well at night."

"What's more, you also didn't sleep all night, and you condemned me instead," she interrogated Mu Muya with her hips akimbo, "Did you play mahjong all night?"

Mu Muya gave a rare guilty laugh, "Don't tell your dad, he doesn't like me staying up late."

Su Tao folded her arms and snorted coldly: "Obviously Dad doesn't want to see you play mahjong the last time, right?"

Mu Muya took her shoulders and suggested in a low voice: "Hey, in exchange, I won't tell your dad that you went to Xiao Fu's room, and you can't tell him that I played mahjong all night."

Su Tao was taken aback, "How do you know me..."

"There is a surveillance camera at the entrance of the stairs. I happened to take a look at it when I was bored in the middle of the night." Mu Muya raised her eyebrows with a smirk. "It's so pitiful when you call out Xiao Fu's name in fear."

Su Tao, who had just gained the upper hand in momentum, was instantly blushed and glared at her angrily: "Mom!"

Mu Muya rubbed her hair reassuringly, "Alright, alright, I'll make you breakfast, remember to wake Xiao Fu up later."

Seeing her enter the kitchen, Su Tao reluctantly went to the door of Fu Shiqi's room.

He knocked tentatively, but got no response.

She tried twisting the handle, but it was loose.

Reason told her to respect personal privacy and it was best not to open the door, but sensibility prevailed, and she had already turned the doorknob with her hand.

Su Tao whispered, "I'm coming in."

In the winter morning, the sky is gloomy, the curtains are half drawn, and the light in the room is even darker, casting a semi-dark shadow on the person lying quietly on the bed.

Her footsteps must be at the door, and she stared at Fu Shiqi in a daze.

His face was really a product favored by God when he created it. When he was sleeping peacefully, it was much more pleasing to the eye than when he was dragged and cold, and even added a bit of brokenness.

Su Tao walked to the edge of the bed lightly, squatted down beside the edge of the bed, and observed him with her face up.

Fu Shiqi's complexion was very fair, with a cold jade-like texture.

She poked his face curiously, it was soft and smooth as expected.

But the owner of the face suddenly grabbed her hand, "Is it easy to touch?"