Even the entire projector screen was transformed from the warm light in the dark to a sudden burst of powerful light.

But this is only a momentary matter.

The thorny white light gradually faded, and finally turned into a strange...red color.

Depressive and arrogant dark red.

Covering the entire master bedroom.

The terrifying screams that suddenly came out before turned into intermittent knocking sounds at this moment.

It is a very classic narrative technique related to horror films.

Use eerie music to set off the atmosphere of the film.

Qian Zhi was so frightened that she let out a small cry and got directly into bed, burying her little head tightly and saying nothing.

Song Qishen leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Then he raised his hand and pulled her little face out of the quilt.

In fact, Qianzhi didn't even see the picture, she just listened to the sound. To say that she was scared, she was definitely scared.

The moment Qianzhi didn't answer, the voice on the screen rose again, suddenly.

He goes straight into people's ears, even if he wants to refuse.

As burying him like this wasn't enough, she pushed hard towards Song Qishen and grabbed his arm tightly with both hands.

Song Qishen's deep voice became deep again, "Are you afraid?"

"It's so scary... Do you have to watch this at night?" came the girl's small sonar voice.

"Okay, brother, I won't read it anymore." Song Qishen seemed to have listened to her words and felt that it was not good, so he slowly closed the door.

But Qian Zhi’s mental construction is not strong in this regard.

When she was studying, she had never been to an amusement park during the school spring and autumn outings. She had never been to a haunted house, even though she knew it was fake.

The big screen was closed, and the sound and light disappeared together.

The dim bedside lamp in the master bedroom was also extinguished by Song Qi's deep press.

The gauze curtains that were clear and could vaguely see the distant mountain cedars were unknown when Song Qishen added a layer of cotton curtains along this side of the house. At this moment, all the lights in the room

They all sank in. The curtains were tightly closed, covering them so thickly that not even a trace of light could let in.

Suddenly, everything was plunged into complete darkness.

Qian Zhi heard the sound of Song Qishen lying down. She really couldn't let go of her hands holding his arms, and it was also bad not to let them go.

But after being frightened, although she didn't think much about it, she still had lingering fears.

After all, sometimes if you don’t think about it carefully, the details in your head will rush in.

Qianzhi closed her eyes and recited the Heart Sutra silently, only to find that——

No matter what, it is more reliable to fish for Song Qishen.

He was so close, and his breath was wrapped around him, which made people feel at ease inexplicably.

As Qian Zhi thought about it, she couldn't help but get closer and closer.

At this moment, a chuckle came from above.

It's neither big nor small, but in this room, it's completely clear and extremely attractive.

"Hold me, but don't let me go." Song Qishen's tone was quite considerate.

Then he put aside Qian Zhi's hand, walked around with his arm, and with a slight circle, he brought the girl into his arms.

"If you're afraid, just sleep like this."

There was nothing wrong with what he said. Qianzhi's heart beat wildly for a while, and she felt an uncontrollable heat on her cheeks, like a sea tide, rising up in turn, endlessly rushing.

She couldn't care less and didn't refuse, and after being suddenly frightened, the sleepiness that came over her again became fierce.

This is the body's instinct to self-regulate after a person is frightened. Sleeping can make people feel at ease.

Qian Zhi nestled obediently and heard Song Qishen nagging in her ear again.

She half-squinted her eyes and felt a cluster of mosquitoes surrounding her ears, buzzing non-stop without any rest.

Just when she kept giving perfunctory responses.

Song Qishen said suddenly, "If you are free tomorrow, let's go to the supermarket together."

"...Hmm." Qianzhi was confused.

He paused, as if explaining or describing the most normal thing.

But he still leaned close to her ear and said slowly and deliberately, "There are not many things in the bedside table."

"............"

Qianzhi suddenly became less confused.

The next day, Song Qishen had to get up early for a morning run as usual, but as early as last night when he was mowing the ground to pay compensation, Qian Zhi played a rare trick. Heng Hengji discussed with him that if he didn't run,

Enough.

Song Qishen refused at first, and he also knew Qian Zhi's little thoughts.

This side of Banshan Nanyuan is Yincheng, which is close to the south of the city and has the most perfect greening.

It is close to the mountains and the sea, and there are large tracts of fir trees planted there.

When I wake up in the morning, the air is very fresh.

The last time he took Qian Zhi away for a run, she probably wanted to refuse, but then she followed him there with the mentality of giving it a try.

But it should be that the results after trying it were not very satisfactory.

The girl's face drooped and she didn't talk to him much after that. Her temper was obvious.

When his thoughts came back to his senses, Song Qi thought deeply about the tone of Qian Zhi's discussion with him.

But that tone was more like coquettishness than discussion.

I don’t know if it was arranged in advance, but Qian Zhi called him brother several times.

And then——

Song Qi swallowed the rejection once again.

She also looked very sleepy.

Song Qishen suddenly no longer wanted to embarrass her.

But when he returned to Nanyuan after running, he simply washed himself on the first floor and changed into home clothes. When he slowly walked up to the second floor, he found that the little girl who was supposed to be sleeping in bed had already gotten up.

Qianzhi turned her back to him, sitting cross-legged on the carpet in the small living room on the second floor. She leaned forward slightly, curved in a graceful arc, and then exposed half of her shiny white back neck.

She was probably unpacking something, and there was a large box of cardboard boxes in front of her.

Very busy and very focused.

She didn't even notice the sound of his footsteps going upstairs.

Song Qishen looked at her for a long time, then took a long step and walked over here.

When he reached Qian Zhi, he leaned over slightly and then said, "What are you doing?"

Qian Zhi was busy with her own business when she was caught off guard by a shadow and her eyelashes trembled twice.

But not bad.

Because it was the familiar voice of Qing Yue, Qian Zhi quickly adjusted her mood and said, "I'm counting the blueberry juice."

Song Qishen was originally curious, but at this moment, his eyes were slightly narrowed and his expression was very subtle.

"What blueberry juice?"

"Imported, very delicious." Qian Zhi said and picked up a cup. It was beautifully packaged and the glass jar was shining brightly.

Qian Zhi originally wanted to stay in bed this morning, but the doorbell on the first floor kept ringing, coming from downstairs through the window.

She didn't want to pay attention, but the next second, her phone was bombarded again.

After answering the phone, the other party said that her delivery was delivered. Qianzhi suddenly remembered that she had previously placed an order for blueberry juice from a highly rated store.

The scheduled delivery time is almost right, it should be this weekend.

"It seems it took a while to send it over, but luckily, not one bottle was leaked." Qian Zhi said, weighing it again.

Sent over.

That was sent by someone else.

Song Qishen raised his eyebrows calmly.

"Don't drink this stuff." Song Qishen said slowly.

"Ah?" His sudden words successfully attracted Qian Zhidi's attention.
To be continued...