Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 1664 no one asked why

When an average woman encounters such a thing, her first reaction must be fear, but this woman is not, she is full of curiosity.

He was curious about countless women, but few women were curious about him under such circumstances. You make him feel strange.

"Uh, uh..." Ye Mu shook his head, obviously he had something to say.

The man in the red suit looked at her, pressing one hand on her mouth stuffed with cloth: "Can you guarantee that you won't call for help?"

Ye Mu nodded immediately, she dared to give such a guarantee, but the other party might not believe it.

But the man smiled low, and his fingertips approached Ye Mu's lips. Ye Mu thought he was taking off the cloth for himself, but he stuffed her mouth tighter. Light, but not light.

"All the women have promised me this, but none of them follow their promises." The man's eyes were a little lost, as if all these women had ruined his trust.

Ye Mu shook his head and looked at the man with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted some kind of affirmation.

Unfortunately, this man didn't mean to satisfy her.

"This is a woman's routine, I still know it." He lifted Ye Mu's chin and smiled cunningly.

A pair of Shui Lingling eyes looked at each other, the man's eyes sunk in her eyes, and soon, a strange flash of his eyes flashed.

She has nice eyes and looks like she can talk.

The man stared at Ye Mu, as if he was hesitating, but he didn't seem to be. After a while, he raised his hand and took off Ye Mu's mouth: "I believe you once."

As far as he is concerned, there is nothing to lose. This is his turf. This woman's call for help will not have any effect, and he can still plug it in again, right?

There was nothing left in Ye Mu's mouth. She took a couple of breaths and looked at him and said, "Who are you?"

Hearing Ye Mu's question, the first reaction of the man in the red suit was to smile.

Well, he was very satisfied with the first words Ye Mu said openly.

At the very least, she didn't call for help, and once wasted her trust.

"You can call me Zhang Yan." This is the answer of the man in the red suit.

The man seemed to be less alert to Ye Mu. In front of Ye Mu, he took off the wig from his head and revealed his own hair.

As a woman, he is beautiful and temperamental, and as a man, he is not inferior in delicacy. This is a strange man and a strange woman.

"Zhang Yan?" Ye Mu repeatedly confirmed his name.

This man definitely has a well-known English name, but what he told Ye Mu was the Chinese name.

"Do you think we are the same, so you told me the Chinese name?" Ye Mu was very strange. He didn't ask other questions at this time, and kept asking these irrelevant things.

The man touched a firework from the table and lit it. He took a deep breath, and then exhaled a beautiful smoke ring.

"Perhaps." Zhang Yan put down the lighter in his hand and smiled: "I haven't used this name for a long time, and I haven't told others for a long time. You don't need to know me, you just want to know my name. Isn't it?"

Ye Mu looked at each other straightforwardly, every word he said, Ye Mu listened and watched carefully.

"Are you not afraid of me at all?" Zhang Yan asked with a cigarette in his hand, looking sideways at her.

Ye Mu answered very seriously and solemnly: "Are you a monster? Can you eat people?"

"Haha, of course not." Ye Mu's words seemed very interesting in Zhang Yan's ears.

"Then why should I be afraid of you?"

"Because you will die in my hands."

One quick question and one quick answer, neither of them wasted time.

Ye Mu swallowed his throat, making his complexion look good: "Even if I die, I want to understand everything before I die."

"What do you want to know?" Zhang Yan's cigarette was inhaled until it reached the cigarette **** before he put it out.

"You... you killed the girls who saw the women in red suits die before?"

Zhang Yan asked Ye Mu what he wanted to know, but Ye Mu didn't turn a little bit, and answered neatly.

Zhang Yan looked at Ye Mu. Her question made him lose any expression. After a few minutes, his standard smile appeared on his face again: "It's me."

Simple two words, without any false elements.

"Why?" Ye Mu immediately raised the second question.

Zhang Yan still looked at Ye Mu. Since Ye Mu started to speak, his eyes didn't seem to have moved away from Ye Mu.

"If you ask these questions, you are really not afraid at all?" Zhang Yan suddenly became curious about Ye Mu.

Isn't this kind of problem all scared before death? She was afraid that the situation would repeat herself, but she didn't seem to be afraid at all.

Ye Mu took a deep breath, a little despair appeared in the corner of his eyes: "I know I can't escape today, and I also know that I will definitely die today. Since it's all like this, why don't I ask all the questions!"

Ye Mu seemed to have come to an end in despair, sure that he was bound to die, but he seemed to be sure that he would be fine.

Zhang Yan couldn't read this woman thoroughly. All women faced this moment when it should be the best time to understand, but he couldn't read it thoroughly.

Zhang Yan did not answer Ye Mu's question, and there was a moment of silence in the room.

Ye Mu stared at Zhang Yan closely, as if he was still waiting for his answer. After waiting for a long time without results, she asked again: "You haven't answered my question."

Zhang Yan sneered, and then looked at her: "It's nothing you want to know. No one has ever had anything to do with this issue... Finally someone cares, but she is a strange woman who has only met a few times. I really don't know. To be happy or sad about this kind of thing."

Zhang Yan did not rush to tell his story, but watched Ye Mu talk about the reactions of people around him to this incident: "The first time I told my father that I killed someone, my father slapped me in the face. He didn't say anything, and dealt with the matter directly. The second time, he knew that I had killed someone. He said that I was a shame at home and that I was neither a man nor a woman. He was a pervert with a problem in his heart. But he still took care of me. Set things up. By the third or fourth time... he was numb. Every time he was asked to arrange everything for me, but he never asked me why I did this..."

"Now, you ask me why I did this?" Zhang Yan turned his back and laughed.

Ye Mu couldn't see his face, but could feel that his smile was very bitter.

Ye Mu frowned and relaxed a little the moment he turned around.

(End of this chapter)