Is the light bulb happy?

  Song Min went through all the comments that said she was actually a very seductive person and liked them one by one. When she came back, there were many private messages from fans asking when she would write out her own story.

  Alternating bombing...

  Too scary.

  Song Min quit Weibo, Yu Luo has criticized Song Min countless times, saying that this behavior is called "flirting and running away", showing off affection to arouse fans' interest, but not willing to give a follow-up.

  The phone vibrated twice, and a gentle message appeared on the screen: Pink tie?

  Song Min: Don't you like it?

  Warm words: I like all the ones you sent me.

  Song Min: This is almost it.

  Song Min thought that if Wen Yan dared say he didn't like it, she would definitely throw the tie in his face and never buy him anything again!

  Wēn yán: nǐ gàn shén me ne?

  English Translation:

  Wen Yan: What are you doing?

  Song Min: Being the light bulb between Second Brother and Second Sister-in-law.

  Wēn yán: kāi xīn ma?

  Translation:

  Wen Yan: Are you happy?

  Song Min: What a happy ghost!!

  "Alright, I'll call you tonight."

  Song Min stared silently at her phone, typing out a row of words in the chat window before deleting them. Her heart felt sour as she thought about how Wen Yan could so heartlessly leave her to be a third wheel, was it because Wen Yan had already started to not take her seriously...

  Song Qinghe took Song Min and Liang Yi out for dinner.

  After a meal, Song Min was always like sitting on pins and needles, unable to swallow her food, the things she ate made her stomach ache, the atmosphere between these two people was too scary, not conducive to digestion at all.

  Liang Yi was chatting and laughing with Song Min as if nothing had happened.

  During this time, Song Qinghe tried to interrupt numerous times, but was ignored by Liang Yi. Song Qinghe's face turned darker and darker.

  Too scary...

  As soon as he reached the downstairs, Song Min grabbed his things and quickly ran upstairs. If he stayed with them for a while longer, Song Min estimated that he would get depression. They obviously liked each other, but they had to be so awkward, it was unclear who was suffering more.

  After finishing her bath and warming up the telephone porridge, Song Qinghe still hadn't returned, and Song Min was getting a bit restless on the sofa. There was no news at all, and she had no idea what was going on with the two of them, which made her feel anxious.

  Song Min sent a message to Wen Yan: My second brother has not returned yet.

  With an expression of falling to the ground and crying.

  Warm words: You should understand Qinghe's speed, after all, he is an old man.

  Isn't it urgent?

  Song Min couldn't help but burst out laughing, Wen Yan and his brother were absolutely a perfect pair of troublemakers.

  The door was knocked twice with a "bang bang".

  Song Min thought it was Song Qinghe, put on slippers and ran to open the door. Fortunately, Song Min had the habit of looking at who it was before opening the door. Song Min grasped the doorknob, slightly crouched down to look through the peephole, but inside was pitch black.

  Someone deliberately blocked the rearview mirror.

  Song Min's heart skipped a beat, her hand moved away from the door handle, and her legs trembled slightly. Her second brother never had the habit of knocking on the door, and he must have brought his key today.

  So who is outside?

  Song Min's hands were trembling as he dialed Song Qinghe's phone number.

  The phone rang many times before Song Qinghe finally picked up, his voice slightly hoarse. "Hello?"

  "Second brother, where are you? Someone is knocking at the door outside." Song Min's voice was suppressed, with a hint of trembling.

  "Don't open the door!" Song Qinghe's voice sank, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he glanced at Liang Yi who was facing away from him. His lips moved twice, but ultimately he said nothing and opened the door to leave with his phone in hand.

  "Alright?" Yan Song sat on the sofa, pinching a cup of cola and drinking happily, seeing Song Qinghe come out and raise an eyebrow to ask him.

  Song Qing shook his head, furrowed his brow, and a hint of anxiety crept into his voice, "Min'er said someone was knocking on the door, I'll go take a look."

  "I'll go." Yan Song's eyes changed, his expression becoming solemn. He put down the Coke in his hand and stood up abruptly, "My sister can't be left alone here either, you stay with her first."

  Yan Song finished speaking, took a long stride with his long legs, and walked as if he was bringing the wind with him. In just a few steps, he reached the door.

  Listening to the sound of the door, Song Qing and involuntarily raised an eyebrow. As for being concerned about his family's Min Er, Yan Song was not inferior to Wen Yan, unfortunately...

  "Alas..." Song Qinghe thought to himself, unable to help but shake his head. He turned around and knocked on the door of Liang Yizhong's room before entering.

  Liang Yi had already lain down on the bed, his entire head buried under the covers. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he thought it was Yan Song and muffledly asked: "Song Song, is he gone?"

  There was also a hint of fatigue and grievance in his voice.

  She didn't want to be with Song Qing like this either, but the two of them would always end up in a mess whenever they met. Maybe it's really not meant to be. Perhaps it's still possible to back out now.

  "Hmm..." Song Qing cleared his throat and softened his tone: "Neither of us has been able to coax a smile out of you, how could I dare leave?"

  Song Qing is here?!!!!!!

  Liang Yi's body stiffened, and he suddenly sat up, staring at Song Qinghe, "Didn't you leave?"

  Yan Song rushed to the elevator and saw that it was still on the 1st floor. Unable to wait for the elevator, Yan Song climbed up the stairs. From a distance, he saw a person wearing black clothes standing in front of Song Qing's house door. Yan Song ran over.

  That person saw someone coming and quickly ran away from one side.

  Yan Song worried about Song Min, couldn't bear to chase after him, and supported himself on the door frame, panting while knocking on the door.

  Song Min was still standing at the door, holding his phone and waiting for Song Qing to come back. The knocking sound started again, scaring Song Min so much that he shivered all over and threw his phone out directly.

  A loud "crack".

  The muffled sound of the phone falling to the ground made Song Min's heart jump again, and she didn't even bother to pick up her phone, turning around to look at the door mirror, where outside was empty.

  There is no one...

  A chill ran up Song Min's back, and his heart began to thoroughly fear, was it a paranormal event...

  Song Min was born with a fear of the dark and ghosts, and couldn't bear to see or hear anything remotely frightening. She would involuntarily think too much, her back growing colder and colder, her hair standing on end. Song Min felt like something was constantly staring at her from behind, but she didn't dare turn around, and was extremely scared. Taking a deep breath, she suddenly turned around, but there was nothing there. Song Min let out a sigh of relief.

  The door was knocked again twice.

  Song Min didn't dare look into the mirror again, she was afraid that this time it wouldn't be empty, but a terrifying scene that would haunt her for the rest of her life...

  "Who...?" Song Min asked with a trembling voice.

  "I, Yan Song."

  Song Min let out a breath of relief, her legs felt slightly weak, she leaned against the door and opened it for Yan Song.

  Yan Song's first glance was at Song Min's pale face, and her heart suddenly ached. Yan Song furrowed her brow, "Afraid it's become like this?"

  How dare you say that!!!! Song Min was on the verge of tears, completely collapsing, "It's not like I wasn't scared of you! When you knocked on the door just now, I saw no one outside and blamed it on you, aren't you afraid!!!!!!"

  Yan Song's mouth was slightly ajar, and he couldn't believe that Song Min's courage had become so small.

  Song Min's scalp felt numb, and he stared at Yan Song as he opened his mouth a few times but didn't speak. He was extremely afraid that Yan Song would say that the time there was no one was not him knocking on the door. Song Min's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, as if he could burst into tears at any moment.

  "I... ran all the way here, I should catch my breath." Yan Song smiled awkwardly.

  Song Min finally let out a sigh of relief, leaning against the door frame and scolding, "You scared me to death..."

  "Your courage is surprisingly small." Yan Song was speechless, and somewhat wanted to laugh.

  It's really ridiculous...

  Song Min looked at Yan Song's raised lips and was speechless. She had a small appetite, eating his family's food or drinking his family's water, he should take care of her!

  A cool breeze flashed behind, and Song Min's back stiffened again, with a chill creeping up. The fear in her heart slowly surged up, and Song Min really didn't dare to stay alone at Song Qinghe's house. She looked at Yan Xuan, her tone carrying a few threads of entreaty, "Can you keep me company for a while?"

  "Uh-huh." Yan Song nodded without any hesitation, originally coming down was to accompany her.

  Song Min hugged a pillow and sat on the sofa, she didn't dare to go anywhere. She now felt that something was off about this house, it was gloomy everywhere.

  Yan Song looked at Song Min's tense appearance, and his eyes were filled with a smile, it was really cute, alas, how could he let go.

  Yan Song shook his head and let out a barely audible sigh.

  Silence.

  The atmosphere is awkward to the point of freezing.

  Song Min pursed her lips, wanting to find something to talk to Yan Xuan about, but when she thought carefully, she and Yan Xuan were not that familiar after all. It seemed like they could only talk about Song Qing and Liang Yi, but the two of them really didn't have much to chat about, no progress at all...

  Yan Song's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he spoke up: "Song Song."

  "Huh?" Song Min was already a bit sleepy, but when Yan Cong called out to him like that, Song Min instantly woke up and stared at him with wide, shining eyes.

  Looking at Song Min's dazed expression, Yan Song was slightly stunned, quickly shifting his gaze away, taking a deep breath, and then looking back at Song Min, "Do you remember the person who bumped into you at the elevator entrance before?"

  "Hmm." Song Min's face was full of fatigue, he struggled to open his eyes wide and nodded.

  "Hmm... when I came down, I saw the person who knocked on your door, it was the one who bumped into you." Yan Song's eyes were filled with deep concern, "Before, I thought he was rushing towards me, now it seems not that simple, be careful for the next few days."

  "Hmm." Song Min rubbed his eyes and complained, "This neighborhood's security is really terrible. Isn't their security supposed to be top-notch? How could they let someone in?"

  Yan Song helplessly shook his head, he had also bought a house in this neighborhood because of its good security, but these people with ulterior motives always found ways to sneak in.

  "Anyway, be careful and don't get yourself hurt."

  "Hmm." Song Min covered his mouth and yawned, a mist rising in his eyes.

  Yan Song reached out and rubbed Song Min's head, "If you're sleepy, go ahead and sleep first, I'll stay with you."

  Song Min shook his head, "Wait for my second brother to come back before sleeping."

  Then you'll have to wait for a long time. Yan Song silently replied in his heart, Song Qinghe and his sister were actually very close, just their way of getting along was a bit unconventional... His sister was so angry today, Song Qinghe probably wouldn't be back until very late...

  Song Min's head nodded slightly, his eyes finally closed, and his head leaned onto Yan Song's shoulder.

  Yan Song's breathing paused, her body stiffened, and she took a few deep breaths before relaxing, not daring to make any big movements for fear of waking up Song Min.