A little scared

Author: Feng Qingzhi

A little scared

What's more, she is the shining moon in the sky, and he is just a shadow reflected by the clear moonlight. How can he try to monopolize all her light?

The sweet aroma in the mouth gradually changed to a slightly bitter taste.

His beating heart gradually calmed down. He raised his head, looked at his little shadow reflected in her eyes, and replied seriously, "It's very sweet. The flower cakes given by my sister are the sweetest."

"So do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it very much."

"If you like..." Si Yan handed the plate into his hand, "These are all yours."

Shen Yan held the crystal plate and stood there blankly, a little at a loss.

Until she suddenly approached and a light fragrance hit her.

Like a frightened deer, he suddenly closed his eyes.

Then, the light black soft hair suffered a disaster.

She rubbed them all over, and some of them stood on the head in a daze.

"Puch~" Si Yan couldn't help laughing.

Shen Yan opened his eyes carefully and saw the raised corners of her lips and the shallow dimples on her cheeks.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

My heart, which had finally calmed down, began to beat rapidly again.

"Why are you so stupid?" A voice approached with a hint of smile, "Don't you want to eat it? It won't taste good when it's cold."

Shen Yan came to his senses, picked up a piece of peony cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

As a result, he almost choked to death because he ate so quickly.

"Cough, cough, cough..." He coughed violently.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

——

It was dusk and the sky was dark.

In Rose Manor, three sneaky figures were hiding in the dry flower fields.

"Brother Liang, can gold really be found in those empty villas? Why do I feel that it's so dark here and a little scary?" A thin, tall man who looked like a bamboo pole reached out and patted the shoulder of a bald man in front of him.

The bald man turned around and said impatiently,

"I'm afraid you'll go back alone! You're such a coward!"

The thin bamboo pole shrank its neck and looked at the completely dried flower stalks in the distance swaying in the night wind, like overlapping ghosts.

He couldn't help but become more frightened, and tremblingly pinched the sleeves of the bald man in front of him, "Brother Liang, I'll follow you wherever you go."

The fat man who was exploring the road at the front turned around when he heard the sound and said with a smile: "Haha, monkey, you are too timid. A grown man would not like this."

Shou Zhugan’s face was filled with nervousness, “No, Brother Wang, you see these flower branches are really moving.”

"You kid, don't be so suspicious!" The bald head raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, "It's windy, how can this damn thing not move!"

The thin bamboo pole was buzzing from the slap on his head. He rubbed his eyes, and the irregularly shaking flower branches seemed to be swaying neatly from side to side with the night wind.

He was in a daze, almost half-dragged out of the dry flower field by his bald head.

When standing in front of the iron gate of a villa, the fat man stepped forward, gritted his teeth, grabbed the lower end of the iron gate, and with a strong force, pulled the entire iron gate up.

He raised his hand and threw it vigorously, only to hear a "bang!" sound, and the iron door hit the ground heavily.

The crescent moon hung in the sky, and with the clear brilliance of the moonlight, the three people started to sweep around the villa like bandits entering the village.

The bald man followed the spiral staircase and went straight to the second floor, "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" He skillfully entered the master bedroom and started rummaging around.

He rummaged through the cabinets and drawers in the master bedroom, but found nothing.

He doesn't believe in evil. How can a rich person not hide some valuables secretly?

When the apocalypse comes, banknotes will be completely indistinguishable from waste paper, and the balance in the bank card will directly become a string of virtual numbers.

Only natural currencies such as gold can still be circulated. The most important thing is that gold can be exchanged for official points and used within the base.

So, after finally taking the risk of being caught by the patrol, you have to gain something, right?

With this thought in mind, he reached out and carefully touched the pillows, bed seams, and other places where things could be hidden.

As a result, still nothing was gained.

With the afterglow of the moonlight filtering in outside the window, he looked at the yellow and white things splashed on the snow-white sheets and the specks of blood, and he murmured in his heart.

It is said that the male owner of this villa was bitten to death by the female owner and turned into a zombie. Finally, he was killed by the base military.

Since they have all turned into zombies, none of the property in the villa must have been taken away. Even if part of it was searched by the authorities as unclaimed property, there must still be some left.

How could it not be found?

Could it be hidden in the safe?

Where are safes usually hidden?

Could it be that——

He hurried out of the master bedroom door, and then walked along the corridor on the second floor to the study at the end.

As he got closer, he saw bright and dark circles of light shaking in the study.

This is the light from the flashlight.

Is this someone who got there first?

He tiptoed into the study, looking at the thin bamboo pole-like back, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

It turns out to be that timid and useless monkey!

Fortunately, it's not that fat man with infinite strength.

It's easier to deal with this time. As long as he threatens him a little, the monkey will still find half of what he has found?

He tiptoed forward and patted the thin monkey hard on the shoulder.

What was extremely strange was that, considering that the monkey was as timid as a mouse, it didn't jump up without screaming.

Instead, he stood quietly where he was, not even turning around.

Even the circle of light illuminated by the flashlight in his hand was still moving regularly on the wall.

So calm? Could it be that this kid's previous timidity was just an act?

With this thought in mind, the bald man put his hands on the shoulders of the thin monkey in front of him, trying hard to turn the other person to face him.

Then,

"Creak, creak -"

Like moving an aging wooden door, a tooth-itching sound came from the door.

It's too late to stop.

The bald head looked straight into a pair of eyes that were all white and had no pupils.

Two drops of blood and tears flowed from his eyes and slid down his green and white cheeks.

He let go of his hand in shock, took a few steps back and squatted on the ground.

Only then did he realize that the thin monkey's body was like a puppet on strings, and he could only pull the strings to turn his entire upper body.

His toes are still pointed forward.

Moreover, his hand was still holding the flashlight tightly, as if it was being controlled, and it was shaking mechanically. For a moment, the light of the flashlight directly passed through the bald head's eyes.

!!!

"Help, help!" The bald man climbed up tremblingly, crying all the way, and ran down the spiral staircase.

"Why are you panicking?" The fat man reached out to stop him at the door of the villa, "What happened?"
Chapter completed!