He rubbed his eyes and looked again.
Still zero.
The phone slipped from his hand and fell to the floor, the screen shattering into a crack.
The damp musty smell in the air made his throat tighten.
This haunted house in a village in the city rents for 800 yuan a month. The last tenant jumped from the building here.
The landlord said it was cheap, and Yu Hui felt that it was a bargain.
Now think about it, how can such a good thing happen?
The phone lights up again.
It was the voice sent by Lang Ting.
He hesitated for two seconds and clicked play.
"Yu Hui, I took the 30,000 yuan.
You are a grown man, you can't let your girlfriend follow you and eat rubbish, right? "
Her voice was still so gentle, so gentle that it gave him goosebumps.
"Just think of it as something you owe me.
We have been together for three years, and the best part of my youth has been spent on you.
What have you given me?
