In this murky place where day could not be distinguished from night, the silence reverberated with the tender cries of a child.
Seemed like an infant.
Ji Jue felt a wave of numbness wash over him.
No way.
An embroidered shoe, two red lanterns, a creepy large mansion on a rainy night, a pale bride with a red veil over her head, and other scenes suddenly emerged from his mind. It was all Lu Feng's fault, that bastard always downloaded horror movies on his computer and liked to play them out loud, causing Ji Jue to almost develop a psychological shadow.
At this moment, the silence made the faint sounds even more evident, and what made Ji Jue feel cold all over was... they were coming from behind him.
In the dead silence, he stiffly turned around.
And then he saw a calf trembling like a dog!
Noticing Ji Jue's gaze, the shrinking, scared motorcycle approached as if seeking warmth, utterly terrified!!!
Why the hell are you so pathetic?