Sweetheart was creepy when she heard it. She was not afraid of ghosts but people. Especially after Situ Qinglang analyzed it, she felt chills on her back when she thought that there were people other than her at home and left evidence to move things.

"Then what should I do? Call the police?" Her little face was pale and she hugged Situ Qinglang and refused to let go.

"Why call the police?" Situ Qinglang suddenly raised his lips, "I'm lying to you, go cook."

Sweetheart blinked, and then realized that she seemed to have been fooled!

Is he really lying to himself? But his analysis is clearly reasonable and well-founded!

"Then...what is the cigarette butt?" she asked in confusion.

"My, I'll bring it with you." Situ Qinglang touched her head, "Go and cook, you're so easy to cheat."

Sweetheart's face suddenly turned red, but she felt like she was relieved!

"You are so bad!" She pounded Situ Qinglang hard and went to tie her apron in a dizzy way.

Seeing that she was no longer afraid, Situ Qinglang put away his smile and stared at the cigarette butt in his palm.

He didn't lie to Tianxin. What he said before was true, but when Tianxin was afraid of being like that, he was afraid that she would not dare to go home alone in the future, so he coaxed her and said that he was just a joke.

Many things in the room have been moved. Sweetheart is a nervous girl. Although the things are neat, she doesn't remember certain details, such as the chair or the screwdriver in the corner of the living room. He has never seen them at this girl's house, and it must have been put away before.

He threw the cigarette butt back into the trash can, washed his hands, sat on the sofa and waited, thinking about who had been here.

He couldn't help but remember the black Santana he encountered when he came out of Sweetheart's house more than a month ago. Could it be... they?

Although Situ Qinglang is not a policeman, as a special forces soldier, he is inevitably asked to cooperate with the public security to carry out some dangerous activities. What he encounters are often some outlaws, which makes him very uneasy.

Two ways can be taken: one, marry sweetheart immediately and let her be with her every day, so that she can at least ensure her personal safety; two, leave her.

Situ Qinglang tends to the former, but when he thinks of marrying Sweetheart..., he is a little overwhelmed.

Not to mention that she is still in school and is only 20 years old. Even if she is of the right age, he is not ready to start a family with her.

This is not a joke. He has to take responsibility for sweetheart for the rest of his life. He has never thought about the day when he gets a marriage certificate with sweetheart. This sudden impulse completely disrupted his mind, but it also made him feel a little expectant.

The sweetheart has healed and forgot to hurt her scars. She hummed a song in the kitchen to cook rice. Four dishes and one soup must be rich. She put the chicken into the pot to make soup, and then took out the eels she bought from the supermarket.

"Oh my god..." She suddenly screamed and took two steps back in panic.

Situ Qinglang immediately stood up and rushed over: "What's wrong?"

"Living..." Sweetheart pointed to the eel that was twisted and snake-like on the ground, "It's not dead..."

Situ Qinglang immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said dissatisfiedly: "Then you kill it. What a ghost is it? I thought the sky had collapsed."

"Uh..." Although sweetheart knows how to cook, she has never done anything like killing. She doesn't buy live fish. One reason is that it is expensive, and the other is that it is to kill a fish in front of her. It is too bloody.

But Situ Qinglang didn't think about these things at all. Of course, he was fresh and delicious. Besides, he was a soldier, so he was not afraid of these things.

Sweetheart picked up the kitchen knife and kicked it with her feet. The eel twisted it even more happily, and it seemed to rise from the ground.

She stared at it with big eyes and didn't take a step for a long time.
Chapter completed!