trap rose

There was a sound from the door and window, and Wen Mian immediately sat up when he heard it.

But the next second, Wen Mian felt relieved.

Maybe this is because Pei Zhiyao is unwilling to give in and is trying his best to get in.

Wen Mian didn't want to pay attention to him, let alone stop him.

But when he really danced in front of her eyes, Wen Mian asked Pei Zhiyao again.

"click"

The noise continued, and Wen Mian slowly fell asleep with the sound.

The sound next to my ears got closer and closer, and it took a long time to settle down.

At midnight, Wen Mian got up and returned to the bedside when he received a call from Pei Zhiyao.

The screen flickered, allowing Wen Mian to see the time clearly.

At about three o'clock in the morning, what was Pei Zhiyao doing with him?
Is there something important, or...

"busy?"

Wen Mian took a deep breath and deliberately teased the other party.

"Can't I come to see you if it's okay?"

"It's three o'clock in the morning, what can you do?"

Although Pei Zhiyao wanted to talk to Wen Mian about Mo Lingtian, Wen Mian couldn't bear it at this moment.

She was woken up and was naturally in a bad mood.

In addition, before Wen Mian went to bed, didn't Pei Zhiyao also play a corresponding prank?
He lingered at the door, making noises from time to time, and was caught by Wen Mian.

"If you have something to say, don't be secretive, especially when I'm already asleep, and you still bother me. Just before I went to sleep, you stayed at the door for a long time, and even opened the door to my house to think about it. Gotta come in."

"It's a bit too much for you to come over and bother me over and over again."

Wen Mian said this in a daze, but it was a bit surprising to Pei Zhiyao.

"what did you just say?"

There was no words on the other end of the phone, and there was still some silence between the two of them.

When Pei Zhiyao finished asking, he responded to Wen Mian on his own.

"I didn't linger at the door in the afternoon, nor did I try to open your door or window. Did you remember it wrong?"

"what?"

Wen Mian's brain short-circuited, and Pei Zhiyao on the other end of the phone was even more worried about Wen Mian's situation.

Without saying anything, the man got up and was about to go out. "Wait for me at home, I'll go over now!"

"Need not."

Wen Mian, however, was sleepy and refused to let Pei Zhiyao find him.

So what if it's not Pei Zhiyao?

Wen Mian was tired and didn't want to deal with these situations anymore.

"You don't have to come to me. It's midnight. Just have a good rest. I have nothing to do. Even if you come, I won't open the door for you."

The next morning.

After waking up, Wen Mian packed up her things in a daze and went out to the hotel to meet Pei Zhiyao.

But the man called, which surprised Wen Mian.

"Don't go out!"

As soon as Pei Zhiyao opened his mouth, he gave a concise and clear instruction.

Wen Mian felt a little strange when he heard this and didn't understand what the man meant.

"Why can't you go out? I've already come out and am waiting for you outside. Didn't you tell me last night that you had work matters to discuss with me? I'm here to find you now."

"no!"

Pei Zhiyao spoke to him in a loud voice, but Wen Mian realized that something seemed wrong.

"Look at the news. Now that you've gone out, don't go back to the rental house. If anything happens, call me in time. Don't act without permission, let alone get out of control."

"Also, find a place to hide. It's best not to go out."

Pei Zhiyao was so mysterious that Wen Mian, who didn't feel scary at first, was instantly frightened.

She didn't hang up the phone, but couldn't help but read the news.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but it’s shocking to see it.

What popped up at the top of the phone were actually photos of himself and Pei Zhiyao.

Whether they were intimate, distant, or photos from other times, they were all posted.

But even Wen Mian couldn't imagine when these photos were sent out. How could they be searched so cleanly now?

Wen Mian felt strange and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Pei Zhiyao's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Have you seen the photos? These things were posted online by someone on purpose! This person probably sneaked into your home last night. I don't know the purpose, but it's really strange."