Done!I'm surrounded by yanderes!

"Someone sent me that number." Xiaolei said, feeling drunk, while touching my face.

"Who gave it to you? Tell me quickly." Suddenly seeing the clues in front of me, I quickly pressed the question.

"Stop breathing there. You've been breathing heavily just now, and I can't stand it anymore." Xiaolei's face became redder and redder, and her eyes were half-squinted.

"Don't change the subject. Speak quickly, or show me your phone." I saw that Xiaolei was almost drunk, and she had to get the answer quickly.

"Why are you so annoying? You're already like this, and you're still thinking about what you have and what you don't." The strength in Xiaolei's hand became weaker and weaker, and she was almost drunk.

"I'm sorry, I have to know." I forcefully changed from a squat to a half-squat, and pushed her and the chair back into the corner.He wanted to shake her awake so that he could get out from under the table.

But this suddenly woke her up a little, and she realized that she was about to fall, and she quickly stopped me.

"You either come out quickly or come somewhere else. If you keep doing this, I'm going to fall."

"Mr. Lei, can you clean it up?" Seeing Brother Cong and Xiaolei's uncle leaving, the waiter opened the door and came in to ask.

But I saw the soles of the stiletto heels Xiaolei was wearing, held high on my shoulders.

Xiaolei's hand was holding the back of my head, and her other hand was holding the chair.

And I was half-crouching, pushing the chair Xiaolei was sitting on to the corner, and then it was blocked by the big round table.

Xiaolei was still shouting, "Either you come out quickly or come to another place. If you keep doing this, I will fall."

And because Xiaolei was half drunk, her final pronunciation was not standard.

As soon as I came in, I was faced with such an unbearable scene and the waiter quickly shouted,

"Excuse me, Mr. Lei, I didn't see anything."

He quietly exited.

"It seems I can't explain it clearly." Xiaolei and I apologized.

"Then why don't you let me go." Xiaolei woke up a little and suddenly became cold.

"I want you to let me go first." I shook my shoulders.

"Humph." Xiaolei could only use a very awkward posture, try to distract me, and let me out.

"Tell me, why do you know this? This is really important to me." I eagerly wanted to know everything about Levida and whether Xiaolei's memory had also traveled through time.

"Actually, this was just a dream I had one day. I dreamed that a very important person died suddenly. When I woke up, I wrote down these numbers as hard as I could."

"You'd better show me who sent it to you." I deliberately pretended not to believe it.

"I sent it to you to lie. This is the truth."

"Then do you remember who that very important person is?" I stared at Xiaolei's expression, trying to guess whether she was lying to me again.

"I don't remember, maybe I haven't seen him at all." Xiaolei answered simply.

"This is too outrageous." I pretended not to believe what Xiaolei said.

"Aren't there many people who will experience that kind of thing that is about to happen, and they always feel like they have dreamed about it before? That's how I felt. But that day, I woke up crying, so I quickly wrote down the number on my mobile phone.

I just happened to pass by the business hall again today, so I went in to ask. "

"Then you said you could help me check, why did you go to that business office?" I always felt that there was some loophole in Xiaolei's words.

"How can I explain to others that the number I asked others to check was the one I dreamed about?" Xiaolei waved her hand.

"Oh? As smart as Mr. Lei, he will definitely think of an excuse."

"Don't you want the information about this number? What is your relationship with this number? You haven't told me yet." Xiaolei didn't want to continue to struggle with me on this issue.

"I have to find someone, and this number is very important information."

"Then just tell me and I can check it for you."

"Lei will always help me easily?"

"Also, whether you can walk out of this door alive today is still a question."

"What do you mean by that?"

"If someone sees me being so close to you, and if word spreads, won't my image be ruined?"

"Then just say I'm your boyfriend." I was still wondering, in the previous world Xiaolei easily told others that I was her boyfriend.

"If you're not afraid of death, I don't mind either." Xiaolei smiled.

"Why would I die if I were your boyfriend?" I deliberately asked.

"To tell you the truth, that little prince is now my father's partner. If you ruin my engagement with him, the responsibility will be all on you. If a big deal is lost, I'd probably want to kill you. , you can queue up.”

"Is it so dangerous?" I couldn't help but sigh that Xiaolei was so bad.

"If you are willing to sacrifice yourself, I will be very happy. It's a pity that you are still of some use now." Xiaolei shook her head.

"Then kill that waiter."

"I'm more afraid that you will go out and talk nonsense."

"Goodbye, I don't want to have anything to do with you, Mr. Lei." I picked up the information Xiaolei gave me and walked out.

"You guys are really interesting."

"Like your dog, right?"

"Then you want to learn a few sentences? Let me see if you are of the same breed." Xiaolei laughed.

I opened the door and shouted angrily.

"Woof, woof, look if it's your dog."

The waiter outside the door looked at me in surprise.

Xiaolei also walked to the door to see me off.

"I don't have your contact information yet. How can I contact you next time?"

"Don't look for me, I won't accept your call." I was so angry that I wanted to rush out the door.

"Mr. Lei, why don't you change your skirt? It's all wet and the back of your socks is torn." The waiter gently reminded Xiao Lei on the second floor.

"What's so great about this guy?" The waiter at the door glanced at me.

"Ms. Lei is so good at playing." Another one also sighed.

"Hey, you guys are whispering too loudly."

Chapter 39 The lovelorn person

After leaving Xiaolei's store, I went directly back to Tingzai's house.

Tingzai is sitting at the dining table with a table full of food.

A man stared at me at the door with resentment.

"What's wrong, eating so much for one person?"

"I thought it was the first time a boy would eat the food I cooked, so I got a little more serious." Tingzai glared at the food and huffed.

"Oh, what an unlucky guy he is."

"That unlucky guy didn't come back for more than one day at noon. It turned out that someone had breakfast until 2 p.m., and he still smelled of alcohol?"

"I got it accidentally."

"Does it smell like perfume too?"

"I don't know where I got it. Maybe I was so handsome that a girl secretly rubbed it on me on the bus."

"Drinking with a beautiful girl at noon? Do you know that your body is not well yet, so you can't drink?" Tingzai threw his chopsticks angrily.

"Sorry, let's eat together." I quickly sat down obediently.

"It's cold. You're eating shit." Tingzi took the food into the kitchen extremely unhappy.

"Don't throw it away. Isn't this delicious?" I quickly grabbed the food that Tingzai didn't take away, put it into my mouth in big mouthfuls, and then took a few mouthfuls of rice.

"Who's going to fall down? I'll just warm it up a little for you." Tingzai looked at me and devoured it.

"Okay, you are indeed a good brother, so attentive." I quickly put down my chopsticks and waited for Tingzi to heat up the food.

"Who asked me to make you crippled? Someone must take care of you, a disabled person."

"Does your tenderness only last three seconds?"

"Do you want to go to the toilet and lay the floor?" Tingzi looked at me impatiently.

"What do you mean?" I looked at Tingzi while waiting for my meal.

"I think you're not far from shit." Tingzai pointed to the toilet in a pretentious manner.

"Then it turns out I slept in the bathroom last night." I quickly returned in disgust.

"That's really wronging you. I almost tasted it." Tingzai retorted with a murderous look while heating the food in the microwave.

"It's a pity that there is only original flavor, not strawberry flavor."

"Okay, I'll go to the supermarket to buy strawberry-flavored shower gel later."

"That won't work. You have to squeeze the jam directly onto it to cover the taste. Just enjoy the sweet and sour taste and eat it up bit by bit."

"We haven't seen each other for a short period of time. What have you learned?"

"You know your level right now, give in, give in."

Tingzi blushed with rare anger, turned around and stared at the microwave, and stopped arguing with me.

I tasted the dishes that Tingzi had heated,

Suddenly I felt like a meal cooked by my mother.

Maybe it’s because we grew up together. Her mother and my mother often discussed cooking together.

So the taste of Tingzi’s is almost the same as that of my mother’s.

When I was in the hospital, my mother didn't have the chance to cook for me.

Maybe in my mother’s eyes, I’ve only been away for a few days.

In fact, I already miss the smell of home.

After just a few bites, I was already so sad that I wanted to cry.

"Why are you wearing a mask of pain? Is it so delicious?" Tingzai quickly tried it himself.

"I've never had such delicious food, please help me.

The gravy of each piece of fried meat is sealed in the fiber, just like the convergence of rivers. The drops inside have been broken by internal strength, so it melts in the mouth.

Coupled with the soft-boiled poached eggs fried in your Fire Cloud Palm, there is nothing in this world that can describe how delicious it is.

Why why why, you want me to eat such delicious food, what should I do if I can’t eat it in the future? "

"It's a pity that the God of Cookery didn't ask you to take pictures." Tingzi looked at my performance with disgust.

"What's going on? Why am I crying? I feel sad."

"It's onions, I added onions." Tingzai continued to act with me with a cold face.

"It turns out it's the onions. After eating this bowl of rice, I was moved to tears. It was so sad and ecstatic." I wiped my tears casually.

"Stop acting. We grew up together and like to pretend to be exaggerated every time you are sad. I know you miss your mother. If you don't mind, you can tell me."

Tingzai stood and stretched out her hands gently, holding me in her arms while I was sitting.

Although I was a little embarrassed, I was indeed chosen by Tingzai.

Until now, I have been unable to tell others about my experiences during this period. I was already a little tired and couldn’t hold my head up.

"Then will you be willing to listen?" I actually really want to tell Tingzi everything that happened, and I hope someone can share the burden for me. I can hardly tell the difference between reality and memories.

"If you don't mind, you can tell me and I will be your mother, dear Zai Zai." Tingzai touched my head gently.

"You're here to be my mother again, it's not over, right?" I immediately realized that I couldn't have a relationship with King Kong, and quickly pushed Tingzai away.

"If you want to blame me, blame me. It's a pity that I can't be your father." After Tingzi mocked me, he also sat down to eat.

Tingzai has been waiting for me and hasn't eaten at noon, so she seems to be hungry.

"I'm sorry, something happened to me, so I forgot to tell you that I won't be back for dinner." I apologized to Tingzi a little apologetically.