The heroine has been with me for a hundred years

An He didn't know when she fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, the sky was already completely dark, and the room was lit with pale yellow lights, making the room extra gentle.

But at this moment, Jiang Yin was sitting in the gentle light, playing with something with her head down.

An He didn't know when she woke up, and she didn't know what she was playing with. He felt a little curious, and then rubbed his sleepy eyes, slightly raised his head, and glanced at the palm of her hand.

It turned out to be Dong Che's nails.

An He suddenly lost sleepiness.

"Are you awake?" Realizing that the person on the bed was moving, Jiang Yin smiled, put her nails on the table, then took off the white gloves on her hands, stood up and walked to An He's bed He asked softly, "Did you sleep well?"

"Very good..." An He responded.

Kind of embarrassed.

Obviously she had agreed to sleep with Jiang Yin before, but the one who fell asleep turned out to be her.

"Sorry." An He sighed, "I don't know why I just..."

"It's okay." Jiang Yin didn't tell her to continue talking, but just smiled slightly, and then stuffed something into An He's hand.

An He looked down and saw that what she handed him turned out to be a bag of strawberry-flavored bread.

"I think you may be a little hungry." She saw Jiang Yin saying to herself, "Let's eat some bread to fill your stomach first, it's the taste you like."

"How do you know I like strawberry flavor?" An He was taken aback.

"Intuition." Jiang Yin raised her eyebrows, and just said that.

"Oh." An He responded, seeing that the man didn't intend to tell the truth, he didn't ask any more, but lowered his head and tore open the package of the bread, then put it on his lips and took a bite .

It really is the taste she likes.

The soft and glutinous bread is sandwiched with pink and tender strawberry sauce. It is very sweet, but it is just an acceptable sweetness, and it is just right to eat one.

An He lowered his head and bit the bread seriously, so he naturally didn't notice that Jiang Yin had been staring at him during this time, with a nice smile in his eyes and lips.

That is the smile that can only be shown unconsciously when looking at the person you love.

……

Jiang Yin waited patiently for An He to finish eating the bread in his hand.

Then she got up, sat down beside An He, and put a piece of paper into her palm.

An He followed her movements and looked at the paper, and saw that the names of all the people living in this villa were written on it, and even the room numbers were marked.

At this moment, An He immediately admired Jiang Yin's memory.

Only on the first night when they came to this villa, Wang Shanshan led everyone to introduce themselves roughly. Although An He listened carefully at that time, she only remembered a few names.

But I didn't expect Jiang Yin to memorize them all.

"Let's exchange information." Jiang Yin said, took out a pen out of nowhere, and lightly drew a circle on the place where Dong Che's name was written.

"This is the first known deceased." Jiang Yin said, frowning slightly, "There are a few people who are suspicious."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and drew circles on the names of Wang Shanshan, Han Cheng, Yang Ting and others.

"Yes." An He nodded and agreed with her, "Especially Yang Ting and Wang Shanshan, you must pay extra attention."

"Wang Shanshan naturally needless to say, as for this Yang Ting..." An He paused at this point, as if recalling the previous scene.

"What?" Jiang Yin asked softly.

"Didn't I help her on the stairs before?" An He lowered his head and told Jiang Yin little by little what he noticed, "Because you told me that her face was pale It didn't look like an ordinary person, so I paid special attention at that time."

"Her skin was very cold, bitingly icy, as if she had just been fished out of icy water, as if she had no temperature." An He said, "And at that time I...did not feel her pulse."

"Really." Hearing what An He said, Jiang Yin didn't feel too surprised, she just nodded thoughtfully, and lowered her head as if she was thinking about something.

Seeing that she was thinking seriously, An He didn't bother her, just waited in silence for her next words.

But I never thought that Jiang Yin would say nothing in the end, and even picked up the piece of paper placed between them, crumpled it up and quickly threw it into the trash can.

"Eh?" An He was taken aback, not understanding what she meant by doing this, "Why did you throw it away?"

"There's no need to keep it." Jiang Yin seemed to twitch her mouth slightly when she said this, but her brows were still furrowed, "I've already remembered everything I need to remember."

"Things have gone far beyond our expectations so far."

It was the first time for An He to hear a sense of powerlessness in her voice.

"And I already know what the liquid sticking to Dong Che's nails is." Before An He could speak again, she stood up and brought the nail on the table to An He. .

"It's saliva and gastric juices," she said. "It's scary, isn't it?"

……

Ever since the corpse was discovered in this villa, everyone's heart has been lifted to the throat.

Even though he forced himself to fall asleep at night, he couldn't sleep at all. The appearance of Dong Che was still lingering in his mind, like a long movie that couldn't be finished no matter what. Slow and terrifying.

The only thing that can stop this movie from continuing is to wake up.

So on the third morning, all the people in the villa woke up very early.

The snow was still falling, and the wind was howling outside, blowing recklessly as if trying to take someone away.

Perhaps because of the cold weather, everyone found that all the windows were covered with frost, which was even so thick that people couldn't see the outside at all, as if the villa had been completely sealed off.

If it had been placed before, the people in the villa might still have cursed a few words, but after these few days of torture, these people no longer have the strength to do any unnecessary things.

After all, wouldn't it be of no use to curse out your throat?

Damn or die.

Thinking of this, everyone sat down in front of the sofa again, and a new round of silence began.

An He and Jiang Yin also came down the stairs at this time, and sat on the sofa like this group of people, without saying anything.

But that doesn't mean they didn't do anything. From the moment they stepped into the hall, they have been silently observing the group of people around them.

Most of the people were still the same, dazed, sitting in place like walking dead.

Except Wang Shanshan.

Because of the quarrel between her and Han Cheng yesterday, she was in a bad mood all the time, and her face was dark almost the whole time.

But today was different, probably because she reunited with Han Cheng last night, so she seemed in a particularly good mood.

Xian Xin even stood up and counted the people sitting in the hall at this moment.

"Excluding the eight who escaped yesterday, there should be ten more of us still staying in the villa." After counting roughly, Wang Shanshan was a little dazed, "Why is there one less?"

"The one who is missing is Huang Qingyang, right?" Someone in the crowd answered, "Didn't she lose her temper with everyone yesterday, maybe she's still staying in the room right now, sullen and unwilling to come down."

"Then how can I do it?" Wang Shanshan sighed, "No matter how angry you are, your body is still important, and you will never get bored."

She shook her head, then called Han Cheng, intending to knock on Huang Qingyang's door with him to inquire about the situation.

After all, those who are willing to come down will be put aside first, and it would be good to be sure that she is still safe.

Thinking of this, Wang Shanshan stepped up the stairs first, raised her hand and was about to knock.

But before she could take any action, a sound suddenly sounded from inside the door, similar to the sound made when a glass was thrown to the ground, it was quite scary, and Wang Shanshan was stunned for a moment.

"Forget it." Han Cheng sighed, stretched out his hand to gently pull Wang Shanshan's hand, "I guess she's still angry, dropping the cup should be telling us not to disturb her."

"That's too much, why are you angry for so long?" Wang Shanshan shook her head, after all, she didn't say anything, and went down the stairs hand in hand with Han Cheng again.

"How?" Someone asked.

"Still angry." Wang Shanshan said, "I don't want to come down."

"Forget it then." The man clicked his lips, feeling a little disgusted by Huang Qingyang's temper, "Forget about her, let's cook something quickly, we didn't eat anything at night, and we are all about to starve to death right now gone."

"Okay, okay." Wang Shanshan replied, "Let me make breakfast this time."

"Well, I'll be with you." What An He didn't expect was that Han Cheng didn't shirk this time like yesterday, but rather readily asked to cook with Wang Shanshan.

Wang Shanshan smiled at him, and walked into the kitchen arm in arm.

Compared with yesterday, it was too sweet.

An He sighed, completely unable to understand what this young couple was thinking.

"Want some candy?" Jiang Yin who was beside her suddenly came over at this moment, reached out and put a piece of candy into An He's palm.

It turned out to be already peeled, and it still has a pink and tender strawberry flavor.

An He quickly put the candy in his mouth.

Before she could taste what the candy tasted like, Wang Shanshan and Han Cheng both ran out of the kitchen with panic on their faces.

"What's wrong?" Seeing them like this, Jiang Yin frowned immediately.

"Food, ingredients!" Wang Shanshan said, her voice sounded full of panic, "All..."

"How is everything?" Jiang Yin asked loudly.

"all……"

"Oh!"

What rang out together with her voice was a loud noise.

The sound came from the direction of the door, as if someone was knocking hard on the door, which made people feel very creepy after hearing it.

"Damn it! What's the sound!" The people in the hall didn't pay attention to Wang Shanshan and Han Cheng who looked panic-stricken for the time being, but turned their eyes to the gate.

The sound continued, as if someone wanted to come in, knocking hard.

"Who?!" Someone asked boldly.

"Me!" Liu Zheng's voice sounded from outside the door, "This broken place is too evil, I won't leave, let me in quickly."

"Damn! So it's this grandson." The man who spoke to him just now cursed in a low voice, stood up and walked to the gate to open it for him.

"Wait!" Jiang Yin said, and immediately stood up as if trying to stop him.

But it was too late, the man's hand was already attached to the door handle, and he pressed down hard.

The door... just opened.

It's just that there is no Liu Zheng outside the door, there are, but there are just corpses that are beyond recognition and are hung on the trees.

You see, they are even swaying with the wind, no more, no less, exactly eight.