Chapter Ninety-Three: Leaf Cutting at Night (5)

But it's the same tossing and turning.

The small shell also tosses and turns. Because he was in terrible pain all over his body, and his suspicion of Xue Hao increased sharply from time to time. Why did he pass by there so late? Where did he go? What did he do? I didn't see anyone all day, and as soon as I came back, I went to look for that guy, and after looking for that guy, I started to feel very wrong, especially when I was eating, I was always stunned, what special thing happened to him today?

Since he knew that we were peeking at him, would he also know that Xue Hao was hiding in the dark? Could it be that Xiao Ke's eyes suddenly widened, and he was deliberately acting in a scene with Bi Pian and them?

Ha Xiaohu continued to deduce the truth of this conclusion from various aspects, and the more he thought about it, the more he believed that he was right, and finally he was categorical, as if he had heard the guy and Bi Lian discuss with his own ears, and saw the meaning behind this scene with his own eyes.

With a full admiration for himself, he lay down with joy and gradually fell asleep. He felt that he was simply too smart, and that guy was nothing compared to himself. Moreover, he was very relieved about that guy's abnormality, and he thought, "Hmph, that guy is really abnormal if he is not abnormal."

The last thought in the small shell is that what is the "meaning behind it"?

The miracle doctor also tossed and turned. There was only one reason why he tossed and turned. That's a headache.

Li Ge also tossed and turned. Bi Lian was even more tossing and turning.

One of their common wishes is that, like Ziyou, they are so dull that they can't sleep.

The second day of the Lunar New Year passed like this.

The third day of the Lunar New Year.

The next day was the next day. It's been a long time since then.

It's dawn.

As a human being, it's exciting because you never know what's going to happen in the next second.

As a human being, it's sad because you never know what's going to happen in the next second.

Everyone who is still full of hope for the future gets up early in the morning, including Xiao Shell and Gong San. They freshened up and looked at the sea. Canghai was in his room with a broken latch, and he had been freshened up as if he had not been freshened. Because he always looks like that.

The little shell wrapped his hands, covered half of his face, and said displeasedly: "Why don't you comb your hair for nothing?" He felt more and more that he was much smarter than this rabbit-like guy. So he has the capital to take care of him.

Canghai was lying on the couch on the royal blue suede pillow, sickly, silent, soft. It's not at all related to last night's convulsions. It's not weak, it's not soft, maybe it's just that he suffered last night, and he pretended to be pitiful and sympathetic.

Maybe it was just a roll of sheets on the pillow.

Canghai didn't answer. But he sat up. He wore a brand-new goose yellow silk shirt with a thin apricot silk thread sewn on the cuffs of the neckline. Like a freshly hatched duckling.

He is innocent and indifferent, revealing a ghostly and elegant appearance. It turned out to be just right.

Everyone was very emotional about this, and Gong San was even more dumbfounded. I guess like everyone else is guessing which of this guy is a goblin.

This guy's hazy eyes were looking at him in a daze, and Zhichun suddenly showed his head from behind Gong San. He wasn't there last night, and the wonderful image of Canghai in his mind was the same as the first time.

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