"I look left, look right, look up, look down, turns out every girl is not simple..."
Cen Lizhui's heart was filled with doubt, for no other reason than this strange song, which he had once heard inadvertently from Chen Muxue's lips.
Such a tune, apart from Chen Muxue's place, he could find nowhere else, let alone such straightforward lyrics.
The originally cheerful melody, in this woman's mouth, inexplicably carried a kind of chilly melancholy.
Cen Lizhui thought again, not only about the song but also the peculiar talents possessed by Chen Muxue, which before she appeared in sight were things everyone agreed were impossible...
Before he could think deeply, the woman inside the house suddenly pressed her face against the door crack, her face dirty, emaciated, leaving only a pair of filthy eyes, seemingly trying to see clearly through the fog.
"Head..."
Cen Lizhui thought he hadn't heard clearly and moved closer: "What?"
