I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ling Xing and Su Qingluo were still studying hard on DingTalk.

Zeng Zhile had already passed two test papers, and her irregular sitting posture made her feel sore and backache. She stretched her waist, pulled on the cotton slippers and went out to get a glass of water.

When she opened the door, she saw that her mother was about to go out to throw out the trash. Zeng Zhile kicked twice her calf that was numb from sitting in the same position for too long.

Her physique is very poor, and she can sit and never stand, and she can lie and never sit.

Of course, her favorite posture is still Ge Youtan, sinking into the soft sofa like a boneless person, it doesn't feel too comfortable.

It was also because of laziness that she suddenly felt that she was a little weak in her studies recently.

How could this be possible, Ling Xing's grades at the same table used to be equal to each other, but now she has been dumped by a whole lot.

Pei Yan, her back desk, usually didn't seem to learn much, but her grades were only second to Su Qingluo's. Needless to say, Su Qingluo's grades were simply against the sky.

In the group of four, she was the only one whose grades were getting worse and worse, which made Zeng Zhile feel a little inferior in her strong heart.

It doesn't matter if she can't keep up with them, but she has to make some progress, right?

But after studying the questions for a long time, she couldn't sit still.

obsolete.

Too little exercise, the whole person is almost useless.

So, Zeng Zhile took the garbage bag from her mother and volunteered to go downstairs to throw out the garbage.

It was the first time for the lazy daughter to take the initiative to share the housework. Before Zeng's mother could take back the surprise on her face, her body reacted subconsciously. She stuffed the two bags of garbage in Zeng Zhile's hands, He also considerately opened the outer door for Zeng Zhile.

Zeng Zhile didn't expect that the two trash bags, which looked like nothing, would be so heavy when they were picked up. She took a weak step and said as she walked, "Mom, won't you go down with me? It's getting dark now .”

Zeng's mother didn't take it seriously: "It's only eight o'clock, and the trash can is not far from our building. You can just come back immediately after throwing the trash."

The security of the neighborhood is good, it's safe.

Zeng Zhile carried the elevator under the garbage, walked out of the corridor and looked up at the pitch-black sky.

The winter night is much denser than the summer night, especially tonight without stars and moon, and there is still a layer of mist in the air. The light from the street lamps is blocked by the mist, and the distance that can be illuminated is only three to five meters away.

The trash can is not far from their building, but there is also a certain distance. Eight o'clock is the golden time for foraging at night. Even if it is cold, there are many people entering and leaving the community.

Zeng Zhile slowly threw the rubbish into the trash can, and when he turned around to go home, he suddenly spotted a person squatting under a big tree opposite to the trash can from the corner of his eye.

The night was thick, and the mist blocked the sight, but Zeng Zhile had the best eyesight, she could see that the man seemed to be squatting on the ground... shoveling soil?

What are you shoveling for?Planting something at night?

If this matter was put on Ling Xing, he would definitely turn around and leave without taking a second look, but this person is not Ling Xing, but Zeng Zhile who has a strong curiosity about everything.

There are many cameras in the community, Zeng Zhile always felt that it was safe enough, so she didn't think about it too much at all, she was only curious about what the man was digging with the shovel?

It has to be said that sometimes curiosity can not only kill cats, but also kill people.

When Zeng Zhile walked over, he felt that the man who was shoveling the soil seemed to be looking back, and his side face that flashed past in the mist always felt somewhat familiar.

When Zeng Zhile walked five steps behind the man, and was looking sideways and stretching his neck, he didn't see anything clearly, so the digger dropped his shovel, got up suddenly and walked quickly to Zeng Zhi Beside Le, he wrapped his arms loosely around Zeng Zhile's neck, and dodged behind Zeng Zhile.

Zeng Zhile was so frightened that he even forgot to scream for help.

In just a split second, she missed the best opportunity. The man behind her half covered her mouth and nose with his sleeve, and his voice was deliberately lowered with a bit of rough meaning: "Don't move, don't yell, or—— "

The man didn't say the rest, and left it to Zeng Zhile to make up his own mind.

Zeng Zhile didn't watch TV series for nothing for so many years, she guessed the other party's intention in an instant.

Otherwise, I will kill her?

Zeng Zhile whimpered and shook her head twice, tears of regret almost flowed out, she suddenly thought whether this man shoveling the soil might be... destroying corpses and eradicating traces.

Woo!

Can't think about it, if she thinks about it again, she will scare herself to death.

Is there still a chance to beg for mercy now?Woohoo, if she does it again, she won't be so curious anymore.

I don't know if it's because Zeng Zhile's ideas are too mediocre. After such a long time, there is not a single pedestrian passing by in this place.

The man behind him didn't seem to have any strong malice, he loosened the arms around Zeng Zhile's neck, and he cleared his throat.

Zeng Zhile felt that even the voice of him clearing his throat was very familiar, and he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

The man warned her in a rough voice: "Don't shout, you know?"

Zeng Zhile nodded hurriedly, and the tension in his neck loosened a lot.

Zeng Zhile was able to speak normally, she hurriedly said: "Brother...ah no, uncle, I really really really didn't see anything."

The man behind her didn't speak. After a long silence, he said: "But you saw me shoveling the soil."

Zeng Zhile almost wanted to cry, her voice raised a few degrees unconsciously: "What does shoveling soil represent? How do I know if you are planting something?"

The man snorted coldly.

It's the familiar cheap tune again, why does this cold hum sound a bit like... Pei Yan?

Zeng Zhile knew that the man behind him couldn't be Pei Yan, not to mention that Pei Yan didn't live in their community, even if he lived in this community, it was impossible for him to go out at this time.

At this point in time, he should be in debate class.

The man said: "You don't suspect that I am burying something?"

Of course there are doubts.

But how can you say that?If she said this, she probably wouldn't even think about living.

So, Zeng Zhile hastily expressed his loyalty: "I really didn't see anything, I will keep this as a secret, rot in the bottom of my heart, and never tell anyone in this life."

The man obviously didn't believe it, he asked Zeng Zhile in a low voice: "Do you know the best way to keep a secret?"

Zeng Zhile instantly thought of the line in the TV series "Only the dead can keep secrets", and for a moment she felt her legs were a little weak.

She pretended not to know anything, and shook her head frantically: "No, no... I don't know..."

The man behind him seemed to be smiling slightly. Although the clothes were thick, but the distance between the two was extremely close, Zeng Zhile could feel the man's chest trembling.

This pervert doesn't really want to fuck her, does he?

The man said: "The best way to keep a secret is to turn the other party into two kinds of people."

Zeng Zhile asked with a trembling voice, "Which... which two?"

The man behind him suddenly approached Zeng Zhile's ear, spraying warm breath on Zeng Zhile's ear, his voice was threatening and bewitching: "Dead or, family."

The faint scent of mint hits, this scent is very familiar, but at this time Zeng Zhile has chosen not to smell anything because of nervousness.

She felt that she understood the meaning of the man, so the man who was holding on tightly like losing strength wrapped around the clothes on her arms: "Okay...okay, I see..."

Then she called out a title with some humiliation: "...Dad."

dad? ? ?

Pei Yan's smile froze at the corner of his lips. From big brother to uncle to father, these names really made him unable to turn around.

How many surprises does Zeng Zhile have that he doesn't know about?

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