Tell me a story

"I forgot about this. Otherwise, I would have taken it away." Sheng nanxuan said in a kind tone, " didn't you go back to your room? Why are you here to read again?"

"I can't sleep." Gong mo said in a low voice.

then, "Sheng nanxuan flipped through the printed manuscript in his hand," although we know who the murderer is in advance, we can still take a look. After all, this was only the first story. There were still a few more stories. And with this reasoning process, you would never be able to guess that the murderer was this person. Even if I told you in advance, you wouldn't think so when you see it. You really won't believe it until the last step."

Gong Mobai glanced at him and sat down. He took the draft and opened it silently. No matter what, she would finish reading the novel that he had translated for her.

Sheng nanxuan sat down beside her and kept her company. When she finished reading the story and looked up, he asked with a smile, " "Am I right?"