All The Male Leads Have Blackened

Back at home, the living room was still dark. Looking upstairs, there was a little light in the door slit. Cen Simiao looked serious and her tight body had not relaxed yet.

Gently turn on the light and it suddenly lights up.

She looked at the porch, frowned, and stared at the shoes at the door. My wife's silver snakeskin pattern half-heels are on the inside and should come back first. Very clean. Before going out in the morning, I heard my wife was on the phone and asked to play cards.

Next to it were a pair of men's leather shoes, and there was no dust. Finally, sneakers, the uppers are a bit dirty, mud spots on them, and the laces are black. Cen Simiao tightened her lips and turned her head to look carefully. She did not see the shoes Meng Lin wore when she went out.

She bent slightly, suddenly remembered something, and looked up suddenly, staring at Meng Lin's room, there was no light in her door slit.

Cen Simiao straightened up, the anger rose, and the chest became undulating.

Surveillance at the coffee shop revealed that a person was wearing an old hat, wearing a bloated down jacket, wearing a mask and sunglasses, covering himself from head to toe tightly, not even seeing his figure.

The shoes are covered by the pants that are about to mop, and the video is blurred, which can't get anything useful.

The communication circle of the original owner is particularly narrow. For so many days here, no friend has taken the initiative to contact her. Who can offend Meng Lin is very hostile to her.

Today at Lin Siyin, the company was particularly embarrassed before Meng Lin left, her eyes were fierce, as if she was going to eat her. Playing with your eyes and playing with a temper, Cen Simiao is not afraid, but it's too disgusting to be overcast.

Meng Lin hasn't returned yet, because she is very likely to follow.

Cen Simiao went to the bathroom to receive the basin water, splashed it on Meng Lin's door, and grabbed the beans from the kitchen and scattered the beans in the door of her room.

She carried her bag and turned back to the room.

I slept soundly at night, and even heard the noise, but ignored it. It's almost time for the competition. Cen Simao is learning the tutorial given to her by the system almost every moment. She tried to draw a picture and it looked good.

The system glanced at her without hitting her.

Cen Simiao sighed. This world system is really a salty fish. It is not enough to open a golden finger to check who is following it. It is not enough to bless the force to fight the gangsters.

Can only be reminded when someone kills her and evade.

At present, it's just tracking. At most, I want to hit her. It's not time to die.

Cen Simiao suspected that Meng Lin had set the alarm clock to wake up early and listen to the movement outside.

Some sounds faintly sounded, very subtle, like in someone's room. Nothing could be heard across the two doors. She changed her clothes, took off the slippers on her feet, stepped on the ground barefoot, and opened the door silently.

Not Meng Lin's house, but Meng's parents.

It seemed to be arguing. Cen Simiao was not interested. Suddenly, his wife screamed sharply, "Why did I look after you when I was young!

She frowned, and his wife was always very particular about it. Even the teapot mouth would be repositioned to face people. It was so curse at this moment.

Go up.

Meng's father's voice must be suppressed a lot, it seems to be fearful, afraid of being heard. When his wife can't help raising the volume, he will remind him continuously, but will make his wife more angry.

"If you hadn't married me back then, I'm afraid that you are still a poor employee for a lifetime, would you still fight against me now?" Very aggressive.

Meng's father was silent.

"Lin Lin has been bullied. I was going to knock on her door last night. Lin Lin had a good heart and she just stopped me from letting me go out in the middle of the night. Now it's dawn, why? Let her stay here! "

The wife said more and more excited, and her face was ugly. She wore a self-cultivating sweater skirt and was very good in exercise. Father Meng's usual majestic expression disappeared, his eyebrows slumped, and he glanced at his wife, earnestly: "She is our daughter."

The wife froze, then sneered, looking ridiculous: "Are you ill? She is not. Lin Lin is."

He lowered his head, covering the look in his eyes, with a deep tone, and showing a trace of determination: "I have raised her for so many years, it is delicious, good to drink and wear, Lin Lin? Nothing. Now I turn all the love back It's all to Linlin, what's wrong? "

He raised his mouth again: "They all say that her daughter is his father's intimate little cotton jacket. Lin Lin is close to you, and she always holds your hand. I have never seen you like Lu Qiu."

Meng's father was silent.

After a long while, he heard his dumb voice: "You don't regret it."

The wife opened the door of the room, and snorted her palm, snorted coldly, and did not continue.

Cen Simiao glanced at Meng Lin's room door without any movement. She had resigned and was at home all day. Walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. The wife packed up early and went out. Meng's father stayed in the room. The company is fine today.

Holding laptop pondering tutorial.

Until noon, the door of Meng Jun's room was open, dressed in a simple dress, and went downstairs. Just a few steps, Meng Lin came out of the bedroom, her pajamas had not been changed, her hair was loose, and she barefooted to drag Meng Jun's clothes.

He kept shouting.

Meng Jun didn't seem to hear it. He didn't hear his steps. Cen Simiao looked up in surprise. He was expressionless and indifferent. When Meng Lin called him, her voice was aggrieved. When she could not catch up with him, she was anxious and quickly speeded up.

But his feet slipped, he suddenly fell, and his waist and arms did not fall lightly.

Cen Smiao froze, Meng Jun seemed to be back to life, quickly turned to help her, anxious expression, worried, carefully examined her injury, especially distressed.

Meng Lin sobbed, complaining that he should not speak.

Meng Jun sighed, frowned, and hugged her sideways, comforting as she went upstairs. When arriving at the door, Cen Simiao coldly heard: "Parents and mothers have been fighting a lot lately, you are more sensible, don't bother them when things happen. In this home, parents and parents are the most important thing."

The door closed.

Cen Simiao stopped drawing, rubbed her sore wrists, and lowered her eyelashes. Due to Meng Jun's concern for Meng Lin, when she was aggrieved last night, she would never bear it, but he did not move.

If it was because Meng Lin persuaded his wife last night that he had tolerate it, it would not make sense today. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room. When Meng Jun saw her, she didn't react at all. She even advised Meng Lin to put down things and stop alarming Meng's parents.

The family doctor showed Meng Lin nothing serious, so don't wear high heels for the time being. Meng Jun didn't go out in the afternoon and went into his room to play games.

Cen Simiao went to help He Yan choose vegetables for cooking, and he had to go out to the kitchen from time to time to get things, and he bumped into Meng's father several times, his eyes were serious and serious.

She pursed her lips and sent the selected beans to He Yan. He Yan wiped his hands on the apron and turned to go out. She asked casually where to go.

He Yan said it was going to duck nest.

The Meng family keeps some poultry in one place, and some people specialize in feeding and eat healthy. I heard the duck barking before I even came, especially noisy. Cen Simiao yawned and bowed his head, and inadvertently hesitated, bright red blood.

His eyes tightened instantly.

There was more than one bloodstain. Many blended together, which looked particularly disgusting. Looking for the source along the bloodstain.

A pile of duck feathers and dead ducks.

The death was extremely tragic. He opened his stomach and separated his head from his body. He Xun picked it up skillfully and put it in his basket.

Cen Simiao frowned: "Who killed the duck, how did it happen?"

He Yan smiled, wearing disposable gloves, and was not soiled. It seems to have been prepared: "This is all done by the gentleman. Although I care for the family, I don't know how to kill, I have to clean it up again. "

Cen Simiao frowned.

The game is about to start. Cen Simiao has recently been on the road and no longer feels that someone is following. It seems her guess is right. Meng Lin recently raised her ankle at home and has not gone out.

From time to time, go to Lins and lead the company around.

He's also very busy, but he is always busy and playing a few games. When she saw Cen Simao coming, she frowned first, her expression was rather disgusting, she glanced at the corner of her mouth, and she was disgusted.

Cen Simiao sat generously on the sofa, snorted, took the cup to pick up the water herself, and was not polite. She didn't do anything more, just stay here for a while.

Lin Siyin was particularly annoyed, and always felt that the documents in front of him were annoying. Cen Simiao looked at his fingers, which were especially slender. The nails were oval and trimmed neatly.

His shirt was fastened on his wrist, and a watch. He looked anxious. He changed his posture a while, swinging his arms, and the watch bumped on the table several times.

Lins looked at her swiftly, her eyes cold: "What are you looking at?"

She bowed her head with a normal tone: "Nothing."

It seemed that he tried his best to hit a ball of cotton and did not get the results he should have. Lin Siyin couldn't even say what he wanted, it was even more boring.

Throw the file and snap.

Unfastened the sleeves of the neckline, loosened his tie, looked at Cen Simiao, and his thin lips moved: "Go."

Cen Simiao was obedient, stood up and left.

Lin Si watched the door close, yelled at his teeth, lowered his head, threw the pen on the table to the side to deflate, and pulled his tie with the other hand, and he pulled it out.

Accidentally, the tie touched the corner of his eye, and the touch made him hesitate, remembering the darkness in front of him and the warmth in his ear.

Lins caused shortness of breath, especially anger.

The competition has begun. The contestants must first design drafts on the venue. The time limit is five days and an independent office. Cen Simiao walked from home, and when she went downstairs, Meng Lin opened the door, and she put on her makeup to clean up.

When Meng Lin saw her, she put a corner of her mouth and sneered dismissively.

Cen Simao ignored her and turned to go downstairs. Meng Lin walked in front of her, and went down the stairs very quickly. Cen Simiao shook her head. The scar was forgotten.

With your feet just right, just walk like this again.

When arriving at the door, Meng Lin wanted to have a distress, opened her mouth, but saw the parents of the Meng family sitting on the sofa, the two of them were kind and looked very loving. She blinked in her eyes, suddenly Meng Jun's door opened and she glanced downstairs.

Meng Lin swallowed the words already on her lips.

When she walked outside, Meng Lin grabbed Cen Simiao, her eyes widened, her face full of anger, and her mind uttered her words: "I tell you, I don't want you to do anything else, just tell you not to I thought someone would help me in the contest and I would win. If I want to wear my little shoes, I will let my parents find you after I get home! "

Cen Simiao narrowed her eyes and raised her chin: "Your psychological quality is really good."

She ignored her.

The organizer takes the protection of the contestants' privacy very thoughtfully. There are five people on one floor, and there are no stairs, only elevators. Keep the elevator card on your own floor.

Meng Lin and Cen Simiao are on the same floor.

Can be described as a narrow road.

Five people's offices are next to each other in a circle, with a free space in the middle, a water dispenser and a refrigerator, and several tables.

Cen Simiao put things in the office, which contained a desk, a computer, and a sewing machine, as well as some fabrics.

Feeling thirsty, I took the cup and went out to catch the water. I just met a woman who came out opposite me. She was wearing a camel sweater dress with loose hair behind her back. She looked very dull, with a trace of clearness between her eyebrows and a cup in her hand .

When I saw Cen Simiao, I nodded and counted as a greeting.

She is Jiang Yeqing. She is also new in the design industry, but because of her outstanding performance, she has some fame and is particularly proud of her nature.

I took a glass of water and drank it, and frowned slightly: "How is this water cold? I just came in and opened the water dispenser."

Sure enough the water dispenser light went out.

Jiang Yeqing complained in his mouth. A man came out from the other door. He was slightly fat, wearing a shirt and a suit, and had a bulging belly. He had glasses on his nose. He smiled, "Isn't this hot and strong? Drink hot water. Not used. Even if it is heated from the cold water pipe, it is warm and uncomfortable. "

Jiang Yeqing Liu Yemei frowned: "Why are you so selfish, so many people, just drink cold water for you? There is a lot of cold water on the pipes, go drink there."

The man's name was Dong Ziluo, and his face was stiff and a little embarrassed: "Beauty, don't talk like that. There are so many bacteria on the cold water pipe, and you can't have diarrhea."

Jiang Yeqing didn't spare anyone: "Aren't you strong enough to kill those bugs?"

There was a beautiful female voice, and she smiled before she said anything. Yang Nuo walked lightly. The red leather skirt was very pleasant to wear on her body. Like a rose, she looked at Dong Ziluo from head to toe: "You listen to him, I almost thanked him and he was very strong. "

Some of the words were unheard of, but the tone was soft and waxy. He had been familiar with Dong Ziluo's shoulders, held his head with both hands, and looked back and forth, with a particularly sweet smile.

Dong Ziluo smiled and scratched his head.

Meng Lin took out a box of chocolates and was very polite. Yang Nuo first took one and put it in his mouth, narrowing his eyes and thanking him. Jiang Yeqing glanced at nothing and took the cup back to the office.

When Dong Ziluo saw Jiang Yeqing's style, he snorted coldly, especially disdainful, and raised a smile to say thank you to Meng Lin.

The chocolate was not given to Cen Simiao.

Lin Siyin also came over, in the other corner, not far from here. Cen Simiao locked the office door and went to him. Lin Siyin saw her, her attitude was not cold, and she did not even show her previous disgust.

Cen Simiao walked over and poked at his waist.

He should not feel.

Cen Simiao frowned and called him. Lin Siyin did not see her, her eyelashes fluttered, she stretched out her hand, Lin Siyin sat on the chair, and she took his turn around his neck.

Lins swept away impatiently.

"Aren't you going to ask me for your thanks?" Cen Simiao said in his ear.

He paused. It was always the most important thing to be refreshed, but now he was awkward in his heart.

Cen Simiao didn't tell him more, Lin Siyin was still wandering, and suddenly he was severely pinched by his collar. He was a little uncomfortable, and his tie was blindfolded again.

The shirt buckle slowly unfastened, her hand slowly moved down, and she lightly touched the belt.

A pair of scissors was placed next to it. Cen Simiao cut the shirt in half. When the person fell into the darkness, his hearing was very sensitive. The sound of cutting the fabric was particularly clear. Lins rolled his throat and suddenly his arm was tight.

Tied to a chair.

Cen Simiao's arms were sour when she left, and her clothes were neat and tidy, and she closed the door for Lins intimately. He stared at the messy clothes on the table in a daze.

His face was flushed, and after a while, his head was lowered, and his aggrieved expression appeared on his face.

How did it happen.

When Cen Simiao came home at night, she felt that there should be no danger, and she got out of the car boldly to buy supper. There is no parking at the shop entrance. You can only stop to one side and then go there.

But for such a short distance, it felt like someone was following.

Many days later, it happened that Meng Lin was injured and went out again. The warning did not take effect.

She looked back, nothing suspicious, just a pair of white line gloves on the side of the road.

When she dragged her to the corner that night, the slap on her body was also wearing such gloves.

Hold your palms tight.

When returning home, Meng Lin's shoes were placed in the doorway, she glanced, this time it came back faster than her. He drank supper and knocked on the door of Meng Lin's room without any movement.

The door slit was dark, and Cen Simiao frowned deeper and deeper.

Knocking at the door.

It was only a while before Meng Lin came out of Meng's father's room. The clothes on her body had not been changed. Cen Smiao pursed her lips. There was a sudden movement downstairs. The wife had just taken a shower. It was vague, but the tone was particularly harsh: "You are bullying Linlin again."

Cen Simiao stared at Meng Lin, chuckling: "No, I'm sending her supper, I'm afraid she's too tired to go hungry."

Meng Lin frowned, don't start, did not make a noise with Cen Simiao, seems to be a little guilty, whispered a sentence of illness, and returned to the room.

I went out the next day and arrived at the company. The cleaning came, and I bent over with a mask to sweep the dust. Meng Lin was so angry that she didn't see her head up, she bumped into it suddenly, sharp her throat: "You don't have eyes!"

The cleaner trembled and did not argue with her. The mask was taken off, her skin was old, and there were many wrinkles in the corners of her eyes. She had a short curly hair and her eyes burst into tears.

Meng Lin got stuck in her throat and widened her eyes when she counted the people, and she was very surprised.

Cen Simiao, who followed, also froze.

This is the mother of the original owner, Meng Lin's adoptive mother. Shen Wanzhi was pulled aside by Meng Lin, speaking softly, Meng Lin looked anxious, and kept asking: "Why are you here? Is this a place you can stay?"

Looking around, afraid of being found.

Shen Wanzhi said with tears in his face and said with a nasal voice: "I miss you, but the Meng family has no conscience to let us go to the Meng family to see you, and you are too busy to see us often, but ...

Meng Lin gritted her teeth: "Then you just want such an idea, don't lose it!"

Shen Wanzhi went to pull her hand, and kept thinking about her, Cen Simiao stood beside him, without interrupting for a long time | Previous sentence. Meng Lin wanted to hide, and suddenly raised her eyes to see Cen Simiao, her eyes changed.

Turning to the corner of his mouth, he whispered softly, "Mom, you are staying here, I miss you too."

Cen Simiao didn't care about these, and went back to see her without her. Meng Lin did n’t know she would take it, and chased her. Cen Simiao went to pick up the water. Meng Lin leaned on the water dispenser and chuckled: "You said that one person does n’t even recognize her parents failure."

Jiang Yeqing was also there. He frowned when he heard these words. Cen Simiao looked up: "Just look better than you."

Meng Lin frowned, and Cen Simiao picked up the water to leave. She was anxious, anger came up, grabbed Cen Simiao, but was not careful, a glass full of water spilled on Meng Lin.

Jiang Yeqing raised her eyebrows, and Meng Lin's anxious snoring covered her chuckle.

Many days passed.

Cen Simiao felt that someone was peeping at her in the building during the day and followed the door of the company building with the same sight. But she turned her head around and couldn't catch anything. She pressed her lips tightly, and she walked in the corridor, vigilant.

The floor-to-ceiling window was particularly bright. The sun came in from the outside, and she glanced comfortably.

Back at the office, I suddenly remembered that the phone had landed at Lin Siyin and turned back to get it. The door of Meng Lin's office was closed. She frowned and went over to hold the doorknob. The door was locked.

He squinted his eyes, turned and left, but suddenly the door opened. Meng Lin was impatient with her eyebrows, and said in disgust, "What?"

Cen Simiao froze.

Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window again, the sun was still bright, she let out a sigh of relief. Glancing casually, a pair of white line gloves were placed by the floor-to-ceiling window.

She clenched her palms.

Monitor dead ends. Everything I can see is dressed up like that in a convenience store that day, I don't know who it is. But it must be a company person, and can come and go at this level casually.

She even knew everything about her schedule. Otherwise, every time she is there, someone can follow. Besides, she was still driving.

So she suspected Meng Lin, but Meng Lin is in the office today.

Cen Simiao was earlier when she went home at night. He Xun was holding the shoes at the entrance, and Cen Simiao said hello. He Yanhua opened the box and kept thinking: "These shoes, Meng Jun wears the cleanest, hardly need to wipe."

Cen Simiao froze, and the mud spot on the night's shoes flashed in her mind.

Come back to God, the words have been asked.

He Yan shook his head: "Who knows, Meng Lin returned early that day, and when I saw her shoes were a little dirty, I took them aside and wiped them, and didn't pack them in the porch. Later, when I heard Meng Jun came back, I was already lying After that, I did n’t go to see if his shoes were dirty. Who knows that the next day, it ’s all mud. ”

Cen Simiao frowned: "Meng Lin came back early?"

He Yan nodded: "Yeah, you and Meng Jun came back very late, almost front and rear feet. As soon as he entered the bedroom, you entered the house. I slept lightly, just listening to the sound of footsteps, I knew who . "

As soon as the words fell, the noise in Meng's parents' room sounded again, and his wife's voice was loud, especially clear: "I tell you, if you think I'm old and unreasonable, we will divorce, and I will let you find someone else!"

It seemed that this sentence annoyed Father Meng, and his voice became louder: "I'm looking for someone else, I'm afraid you want to find an old lover."

Immediately the sound of falling and the scolding of his wife, Meng's father did not say a word.

He Xuan sighed, "Human, don't make mistakes when you are young, otherwise you won't make sense when arguing."

Cen Simiao froze.

Suddenly the phone rang, Lins called and asked if anyone was following her on the road. Cen Simao answered, and went into the room. When checking the monitoring today, Lins frowned, and the company actually had such people mixed in.

"Fuck | Fuck, don't let me grab it, or you'll have to beat him alive."

Cen Simiao listened to his voice, dragged two-hundred and fifty-eight thousand, chuckled, and whistled at the phone. There was a moment of quietness and awkward snoring: "What?"

She squinted her eyes. "I'm listening to a gasp."

Lin Si drew his throat, remembered to humiliate in front of her, and suddenly got angry, frowning, Cen Simiao was still joking on the phone: "Shy?"

Lins gave an exclamation: "You have the ability to come here, I will not strip you away and throw it on the table."

Cen Simiao was righteous: "Of course I don't pass, I don't love you, why should I let you run out and make a boyfriend."

The phone gave her a bang and hung up instantly.

In the office, Lins came to see from time to time, saying that there was nothing suspicious in the investigation. But from time to time, her limbs crooked with Cen Simiao.

Yang Nuo took a box of ice cream from the refrigerator and dug a spoon into his mouth. Cen Simiao was receiving water. Lin Siyin stood next to her. Cen Simiao took a sip. Lin Siyin took it naturally. Good cup, then froze again, a frown, angrily, put the cup back into Cen Simiao's hands.

Cen Simiao bent her eyes and reached out to drag his ears. Lin Si twisted his head uncomfortably, but didn't leave.

Jiang Yeqing came out of the office, saw this scene, and snorted, his eyes flickered, Yang Nuo trembled from his eyelashes, and smiled sweetly, revealing two small tiger teeth: "You have a good relationship, have you met already? ? "

Lin Siyin stood up straight, farther away from Cen Simiao, and seemed to have to clarify the relationship. Before he opened his mouth, he heard Cen Simiao said, "Do n’t say that. What do you think about it in the future? I want to find a boyfriend. "

There was a loud noise and the dispenser door closed.

Dong Ziluo pulled out a bag of Yuxi from his pants pocket and hurried to Lin Siyin. Lin Siyin looked ugly, didn't even look, and turned away.

Yang Nuo spit out the tip of his tongue.

This scene all fell into Meng Lin's eyes, smirking, thinking that it was really shameless who had helped her get an invitation again.

I fell in love with my nephew before, but now I find my uncle.

She reached out her cell phone and whispered to Lingo, "Dear, where is it?"

I didn't know what to say there, and frowned again: "Why are you in a meeting every day, come here quickly, within 30 minutes, or you will be off work, hurry up."

hang up the phone.

It was already dark, and Linge came only one hour later, and Meng Lin's face was already dark. The designer hasn't left yet, although it's already off work, but the task at hand is not complete, it is common to wait.

Just in time to catch up with Meng Lin and Lin Ge.

Lin Ge began to coax softly and was very patient. Yang Nuo stared for a while, pinned his hair behind his ears, and walked over to sweetly shout: "Sister, don't take it easy on him, care more about you." "

Lin Ge thought the sound was especially sweet, just like fresh cream, looked up, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes. Meng Lin snorted: "I need you."

Yang Nuo slapped his lips from his grievances, lowered his head and muffled, "He is also working hard for your life in the future."

Meng Lin was suddenly anxious. Whatever happened to her, she was in charge of the east and the west, and she was angry at Yang Nuo. Lin Ge frowned, yelled, Meng Lin's eyes widened in surprise: "You yell at me!"

Lin Ge frowned impatiently: "Pack up and hurry up, I'll take you back."

Where is Meng Lin willing? Cen Simiao went to the toilet now, Lin Siyin was not there, and she was in trouble, Lin Siyin led over, saw Lin Ge here, saw him standing in the women's pile, and blew Whistle: "Oh, come pick me up here."

Lin Ge coughed and dragged Meng Lin: "This is my girlfriend."

Lins responded, not knowing if he was attentive. Lin Ge had to rush away, Meng Lin refused to die, until Lin Ge got angry and walked out on her own. She was anxious and glanced at Lin Si.

The eyelashes trembled, anyway, the Japanese side is long, and the good shows always have to be polished before they can sing.

Cen Simiao was standing up in the bathroom, ready to go out, and suddenly the lights went out, completely dark. It should be a power outage, feel the phone and turn on the flashlight.

Suddenly a person came in the door, she didn't care, thinking that the designer came in. But he heard the footsteps keep rolling, didn't enter the compartment.

Cen Simao's heart rate suddenly increased.

Listen carefully to the sound. Suddenly a flashlight lights up outside. Slowly, take a few steps to stop. The light sometimes shines in the middle, sometimes toward the soles of the feet next to it.

The man is looking for anyone in the bathroom.

Cen Simiao bit her lower lip, and the sound of footsteps had reached the next compartment. But for two seconds, she walked to the door of her compartment, and the light shone. She took off her heels and squatted with her two feet on the toilet lid.

Cold hands and feet.

Outside is a pair of wide leather shoes, like men's. She glanced darkly.

After stepping, she didn't leave her, but it seemed that someone noticed that the door was locked. The man began to slam into the door, banging.

Cen Simiao felt that the phone was muted, which caused news to Lins.

No one responded for a long time.

The man was still hitting, anxious, and called directly, no one answered. Suddenly, the door stopped and heard the sound of rags. The man squatted down and looked through the gap in the bottom of the door, revealing an eye.

Views are limited and only the bottom of the toilet can be seen.

Cen Simiao clenched her cellphone. The man hit the door again. She called the police and was about to dial out. She heard footsteps and high heels at the door, and complained.

It's Jiang Yeqing.

Cen Simiao opened her eyes instantly and shouted, "Don't come in, there are bad people."

The voice faded, and the man stopped and ran away.

Jiang Yeqing heard Cen Simiao's voice. She was holding a mobile phone in her hand and lighting up the bathroom. It was empty: "Ah? Don't scare me, where's this guy from just now?"