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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters in the name of love (thirty-four)(2/3)

"What's wrong? Are you still learning to smoke?"

"Bad mood."

Park Yunjin answered.

Her voice was still low and weak, and her state was similar to that of Qianye who had just woken up and crawled out of the warm quilt.

"Bad mood?"

Qianye raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he saw Pu Yunjin say that he was in a bad mood.

Usually this is always careless.

A guy who always likes to laugh and joke and talk without taking anything to heart, can he still have a bad day?

"What, were you dumped because of online dating?"

Qianye continued to joke. He glanced towards the water dispenser, then deliberately glanced at Park Yunjin and coughed twice, hinting that the other party should do something at this time.

But this is a hint.

Pu Yunjin himself was unmoved and still sat silently on the sofa, as if he hadn't seen it.

"Oh, the hospitality is gone. I remember you still poured me water when I first came here."

Qianye smacked his lips and said as if he was very nostalgic.

"Pour it yourself."

Park Yunjin just replied these three words.

All right.

It seems that he is really in a bad mood, otherwise he would have already entered into the scene with himself and started talking about the second line...

Qianye thought this way.

Then he pushed the wheelchair to the water dispenser and poured himself a glass of cold water.

The sweetness of white water rolls down my throat.

Qianye put down the cup in his hand.

I asked casually: "Have you been in trouble recently? When I came in, I saw that there seemed to be a lot of people watching you."

"No."

Park Yunjin's words are still simple.

"Oh? Then why are you installing surveillance cameras at your door?"

Qianye asked again.

"There is no surveillance."

"Then tell me, I didn't send you a message when I came, and there wasn't much movement when I arrived. Besides, I didn't even knock on the door. How did you know it was me?"

Qianye thought about what happened at the door just now.

Asked Park Yunjin.

but.

After asking this question, Qianye could clearly feel that the atmosphere had solidified.

Park Yunjin did not answer his words immediately.

He seemed to be thinking about how to answer.

He raised his head and looked at Qianye with his lifeless eyes, then lowered his head again.

"There is movement. My ears have become better recently and I can hear it."

Park Yunjin said.

"Huh? Is it that good?"

Qianye pretended to be surprised.

He groped for a while in his pocket, took out a piece of chocolate he bought in the supermarket not long ago, and threw it towards Pu Yunjin.

Snap!

The latter caught it steadily.

Then he peeled off the outer packaging, put the chocolate in his mouth and ate it.

"Stop trying to hide things. If there's anything you can't tell me, eat a piece of chocolate and relax. Let's talk about what happened recently and what made you feel bad."

Qianye said slowly while watching Pu Yunjin eat the chocolate.

in the house.

The sound of chocolate chewing in the mouth is very clear.

After Park Yunjin swallowed the chocolate with an expressionless expression, he took out a pack of cigarettes from nowhere and only smoked two cigarettes.

Take one out and hold it in your mouth.

"I remember you told me, didn't this thing only be used by people with a poor self-esteem to numb themselves?"

Qianye reached out and took off the cigarette from Pu Yunjin's mouth, then turned it over in his hand to look at it carefully.

"Good guy, smoking is not cheap...this thing is harmful to the body, I think it's better for you not to smoke."

he said.

Put the cigarette back on the coffee table...

Pu Yunjin looked at the cigarette on the coffee table. He had no intention of taking it back or taking another one from his cigarette box, but just looked at it quietly.

Wait for the clock on the wall to tick.

Half a moment.

He breathed out softly.

He raised his head and stared into Qianye's eyes, and asked seriously: "Do you believe there are real supernatural events in this world?"

"Huh? Why would you ask such a question that makes people feel chills on your back?"

Qianye asked in confusion.

He didn't know why Park Yunjin was acting so uncharacteristically today.

He also asked about this matter that he has been constantly exposed to recently.

Download immediately.

Qianye frowned and thought whether Park Yunjin might have been pulled into the world of horror, and now it was the result of being lucky to survive.

The "victims" pulled into the horror world are random.

At least that's how it seems to Qianye now.

So Park Yunjin was dragged in.

It's not impossible...

He felt that he should have told Pu Yunjin about this earlier. Regardless of whether the other party believed it or not, he would not be confused and completely inexperienced when he was pulled in.

Look at this situation now.

Qianye feels that the possibility is not that great...

He was a little too hasty about it.

If Park Yunjin suffered any mental trauma in that world, he would probably feel guilty for a long time.

"I believe it, please continue. What strange thing happened to you?"

While Qianye answered, he didn't forget to ask about Pu Yunjin's situation.

"It's not that big of a deal, I just met a pervert wearing women's wedding clothes..."

Pu Yunjinyun said calmly.

He smiled slightly.

This was the first time Qianye saw another change in his expression today.

"Pervert? Tell me carefully?"

The bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

Qianye's heart was also a little uneasy.

"There's not much to say. It's as simple as the previous sentence. When I was at work, I accidentally met a man wearing women's wedding clothes. He asked me to marry him."

Hear this.

Qianye suddenly recalled the last time a murder occurred in Park Yunjin Hospital. At that time, the other party told him a story about a young patient. There was a man who dressed himself as a bride and asked others to marry him.

If I remember correctly.
To be continued...
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