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After a while, Yun Ruojin came to her senses and realized that she was hugging him. She quickly let go of him and straightened her hair, feeling a little embarrassed.

She was scared and confused just now, so she regarded him as a life-saving straw.

Yun Ruojin turned around and pointed at the door, "I heard a strange noise down there, so I wanted to take a look. There seemed to be movement down there. Do you want to go take a look?"

Vincent disagreed, "There are a lot of debris piled down there. Sometimes things fall down and it's normal to make noises."

"The debris fell down?" Yun Ruojin felt that it didn't look like it. She turned her head and glanced at the door again, "Why don't I feel like it, why don't you go down and have a look?"

"I want you to go, I won't go."

Vincent leaves disapprovingly.

He refused to go down, so Yun Ruojin naturally did not dare to go down.

And the house doesn't belong to her either.

Now that he has said that, what else can she say? Maybe she really made a mistake.

However, she is still a little shaken up to this day.

The scene just now was really like something from a horror movie, it was so real.

Maybe you really scare yourself. Sometimes, people are indeed scared by themselves.

"What are you doing standing around? I'm hungry, go make me dinner."

As Vincent spoke, he took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, then sat on the sofa and watched TV.

Yun Ruojin took a few deep breaths, tried to adjust her emotions, and then walked into the kitchen.

She stood in the spacious and bright kitchen, feeling much more comfortable, and the fear just now was slowly dissipated.

She opened the refrigerator and picked out the ingredients, then washed and chopped vegetables, and got busy, forgetting everything for a moment.

Soon, the pot was filled with smoke, and the aroma of vegetables filled the air.

Yun Ruojin skillfully stir-fries the ingredients with full color and aroma, and seems to show a unique magic in the cooking process.

Vincent sat in the comfortable living room, the TV picture reflected in his eyes.

While drinking beer and watching TV, he turned his head from time to time and secretly looked in the direction of the kitchen, with a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

His eyes lingered on Yun Ruojin's figure, and his eyes seemed to have been filtered.

Yun Ruojin's figure became hazy and blurry. She was obviously cooking, but she seemed to be dancing gracefully in front of his eyes. She was obviously turning her back to him, but she seemed to be turning her head and smiling at him.

Vincent came back to his senses and twitched his lips in a self-deprecating tone.

He was hallucinating again.

He is not like this.

She is Yun Ruojin, she has a husband and children.

He was just holding on to such a pitiful memory.

After dinner was ready, Yun Ruojin took off her apron.

She went to the living room to ask Vincent to eat.

The TV was playing in the living room, Vincent collapsed on the sofa, and there was an empty can on the coffee table.

Vincent closed his eyes on the sofa, as if falling asleep.

Yun Ruojin approached lightly, and she called softly: "Vincent, it's time to eat."

He didn't wake up.

Yun Ruojin thought to herself that maybe her voice was too soft.

This man had a strong sense of oppression, and she felt depressed even when talking to him.

She carefully reached out her hand and gently pushed his shoulder, "Vincent."

Vincent's consciousness awoke in a haze, and he suddenly felt a sense of danger. The shadow of fear spread in his heart, and cruel pictures flashed in his mind.