Chapter 28 Parents’ Bedroom Shen Nanzhi had a reasonable suspicion that no matter what was in room C, it deliberately let her see this scene.

And the behavior of accelerating time in Room C is not necessarily a bad thing for her, as it reduces the task time by at least 4 hours.

In order to play the piano in front of Zheng Shuyi at night without revealing her secret, Shen Nanzhi chose to go to the studio during this free entering Room A, she set a one-hour countdown with a timer.

Although she has never studied piano, she has practiced violin for a period of time, so she can read music. Besides, Shen Nanzhi also played the music "Dream Wedding" on the violin with a senior sister in high school.

Shen Nanzhi followed the requirements of Article [-] of the Piano Usage Code and pressed each key in turn, but paused at a key in the middle.

This key has no pronunciation.

She waited as the rules said and pressed it again. This time the progress was longer than the last when she was about to press it a third time, her heart beat rapidly.

Back chills.

Shen Nanzhi quickly got up, walked straight to the glass cabinet in the studio, opened the glass door, and saw a bottle of white paint with the box tightening it, she uneasily checked the paints one by one, and once again realized the dangers of the rules.

She was about to play the piano quietly all the time. After the paint bottle was opened, according to the fifth rule of the studio, she might become one of the boxes of paint.

The thought of becoming a paint is a direct way to death.

"Should I stomp my feet and play the piano at the same time?"

She didn't believe that Zheng Shuyi would like such a crazy "Ayan".

Shen Nanzhi stood, moving her feet back and forth, and left room A after practicing the piano.

She was actually curious if there were comics about Ayan in Zheng Shuyi's even if he was not at home, she would not dare to enter Room B all, the first article of the rules for using Room D mentions the word "permission".

There are five areas that have not been explored in this apartment, including Room B, Room C, the balcony and two toilets.

After weighing the pros and cons, Shen Nanzhi opened the balcony door.

On the right side of the balcony is a washing machine and dryer, above the head is a liftable silver clothes drying pole, on the left is a built-in wardrobe, and in the large open space outside are six empty flower pots, with black soil like crushed Oreos. .

She leaned in and took a sniff. There was no earthy smell or even any odor.

The balcony seems to be normal now, but I don't dare to stay there longer. After all, it is more convenient for other weird people to enter and exit the open air. Even the roses in the flower pots can be uprooted by them in an instant.

Shen Nanzhi had an idea when she saw the apartment code. Perhaps the territory of this copy was not only the four-bedroom and two-living house, but also the entire apartment.

After all, the apartment brochure said that here you can find what you have lost and seek what you dream of, just like the poisonous snake entangled in the branch tempting said, This is a delicious apple.

She could at least confirm one thing that Zheng Shuyi asked for, and that was a girl named Jiang Yan.

Seeing that she still had plenty of time, Shen Nanzhi walked to the toilet door next to the entrance. The glass door was also cyan, but there was no red layer behind it.

Toilet usage rules are posted on the door.

[1. When you find that the toilet door is slightly red, please stop using it and stay away immediately. 】

[2. When there is a sound of water in the closed toilet, it means it is in use. Please do not open the door at will. 】

[3. There is no mirror in the toilet! There is no mirror! 】

[4. There is only one wash mirror in the toilet, please do not smile in the mirror. 】

【5. When the water in the faucet turns red, please leave the toilet immediately. 】

Shen Nanzhi opened the door and saw that the place where the wash mirror should have been was just a blank wall. She turned on the faucet and the water that came out was also clear and suspiciously normal.

Without finding any valid information, she could only give up temporarily and left the toilet.

This body is really made of had been almost a day, and she didn't have any normal physiological needs. She didn't need to go to the toilet, and even after eating, she didn't feel Zheng Shuyi opened the door, Shen Nanzhi had already finished cooking dinner and was waiting at the door as he asked.

"Ayan, are you happy today?" He was carrying a small cake. "You are in good condition recently, you can eat some sweets you like."

"Shuyi, thank you." Jiang Yan, played by Shen Nanzhi, is finally not so stiff.

Zheng Shuyi seemed to be relieved. "I thought you were angry that I controlled your diet, but now that I hear you are willing to call me that, I can finally let go of my worries after a whole day."

They sat across from each other at the dining table, and there were still two saltless and tasteless dishes on the table - fried eggplant and steamed chicken.

"Shu Yi, the door to room C suddenly opened today."

"Maybe my parents are back. You know, although Room C was originally planned to be their bedroom, they are always busy. This time they may just come back in a hurry to get something."

"By the way, they didn't disturb you, did they?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zheng Shuyi's expression was much softer at this moment.

"No, I just feel a little sorry for not saying hello to my parents."

"Stop thinking nonsense, they won't care about this. Besides, we are both married, so I will always be with you no matter what."

The warmer and calmer the place, the more uneasy Shen Nanzhi becomes. She feels that she is being assimilated. If she continues to follow Zheng Shuyi like this, she may be trained to become Jiang Yan. Then will she still be herself?

According to her experience in playing computer games, this ending may be that her sanity value is cleared, and she finally stays in this world and becomes the Jiang Yan that Zheng Shuyi wants.

"Shu Yi, how did you fall in love with me?"

This question is not abrupt, just like some cute little questions that male and female friends would ask because of a lack of security or curiosity.

Zheng Shuyi also thought this question was cute. He bit his chopsticks and thought seriously. "Didn't we sit at the same table for three years in high school? It was the first time I saw a girl score such a low score in math, so I paid attention to her."

It was difficult for Shen Nanzhi to sympathize with this because she had never scored less than 140 points in mathematics.

"I was just thinking, how could someone be so stupid and adorable."

Shen Nanzhi: ... Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and she can't control it.

In order to get some more useful information, Shen Nanzhi continued to ask. "Then when did you want to marry me?"

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. I've wanted to marry you since we fell in love, but we were both young at the time. In fact, I prepared for the proposal in March last year for several months in advance. I was anxious every day the week before the proposal. .”

"It's a pity that later..." His words faltered, feeling baffled by the four words he just uttered. "It's no pity. Being able to marry you is the happiest thing."

In Zheng Shuyi's words, Jiang Yan was a vivid person with specific experiences, but whether this was the case, Shen Nanzhi still drew a question mark in her heart.

She had read some books on psychology and knew that patients with hypochondria actually had a set of logic to rationalize the characters they imagined.

"Shuyi, do you think I'm fat?"

"How could I think so? My Ayan is the most beautiful."

"Then can we change the recipe?" Shen Nanzhi estimated that his current favorability could withstand this to be aggrieved. "It's really tasteless in my mouth."

　I originally planned to start writing at eight o'clock today, but hasn't it been snowing heavily in the Northeast these days?I had a snowball fight with my friends from the north. Snowball fights in the north are different from what I imagined. People are buried directly in the snow, with a group of people burying one person at a time.

　　Then I heard two boys chatting today, saying that the snow has been so heavy these past two days, and there are big snowdrifts piled up by forklifts everywhere. This kind of weather is perfect for dismembering and hiding corpses. Suspense stories usually talk about burying corpses in the snow. .Before they said this, I really couldn't remember it for a while. I have played some scripted killings involving snow elements. It was quite interesting. Snow will indeed bury some traces.

(End of this chapter)