The sycamore flowers were framed outside the window and lingered in the dark for a long time. The streets were deserted, revealing a dead silence that was completely different from the color of dopamine.
The second hand began to move. Xia Qing suppressed her anxiety and quickly checked the time visually from the window. Her heart was beating violently, but she could not dispel the slight uneasiness that always hung in her heart.
10
9
Eight
……
Xia Qing waved his hand as if convulsively, and his right eyelid jumped suddenly.
The warehouse was closely watched, and the open door grinned, revealing the dark interior. It behaves like any other abandoned warehouse.
Xia Qing turned his rusty brain, trying to find the memory of the warehouse that he accidentally left hidden in the depths. However, his body did not dare to relax at all and was always tense.
She rubbed her hands gently, her palms were a little damp and sticky.
Bang.
At midnight, when the last chime sounded, the bell tower violently exploded from the center. Countless bricks rushed into the sky intermittently. The sound of explosions spread from the center to the entire town. The warehouse begins to change from this moment on.
Even if she were reborn, she wouldn't be able to prevent this absurd thing from happening.
A warehouse full of logs, treasure chests scattered on the ground, a still monkey, and a strange and extremely beautiful man who is crazy about me.
Purpose: Anti-fraud