Abroad, at eight in the evening, with no social activities and a high awareness of security, Deng Lishan had washed up early, preparing to study in the study. However, when she was alone, a little monster inside her would emerge, gluing her eyes to her phone, especially the chat window of Xi Cheng.
Now it was daytime in Yancheng, and she wanted to know what he was doing, to know if he was as disturbed as she was. Her eyes repeatedly fell on the black screen, and her right hand involuntarily moved closer to the phone, but what was she actually doing?
Deng Lishan sighed, ready to lock her phone in the cabinet, but suddenly a loud bang scared her, causing her to drop her phone. The sound was so close it seemed to be right by her ear, followed by a scream. Terrified, Deng Lishan immediately crouched down and clamped her hands tightly over her mouth.
