[Urban Fairy Tale Series, Part 3] The phone in the room rang three times. Le Ge walked back and picked it up without any haste, "What are you doing with a knife? Are you going to stab me to death?"
"Master Han, I don't dare." Le Ge looked at the sharp edge of the knife and said, "Come back."
"Lege, I love you so much."
"If you don't come back in ten minutes, you'll have to collect the body for me."
"You dare?" The ending tone was rising and contemptuous.
"Han Chuyang, let's make a bet."
She had never heard Le Ge speak in such a frivolous tone, "I will cut a knife on my wrist. Do you want me to die?"
The security guard downstairs was frightened by the plate that was smashed from the sky. He poked his head out and took it when he saw Mr. Han slamming his cell phone. He opened the crack in the door and retracted his head. Oh my god, you are crazy!
Han Chuyang ran back, crazy, crazy, really crazy! He didn't even know that he had knocked down the security guard. He pressed the elevator button with trembling hands, and slammed the elevator as it rose, "Madman!"
The number was "three". Han Chuyang took out his mobile phone from his pocket with trembling hands and looked for the number.
The number was "eight", and Han Chuyang shouted at the other end of the phone, "You don't know how to answer the phone until someone is killed? Come here with first aid equipment!"
The number was "ten". Han Chuyang turned off his mobile phone and ran towards the door of his house. The hand holding the key trembled for a long time before he aimed it at the keyhole. "Lege! Lege, don't do anything stupid."
Ouch, it's so noisy, can't you live a good life?