C6 Chapter 6

"Change of plans?"

That person raised his head, his eyes shining.

Soong Chaoxi frowned. What kind of joke was this? Where did this opportunity come from? They couldn't even determine where this place was. Wasn't that misleading?

"Uh, I'm not sure either, but we have to believe that we're still alive. That's all. By the way, time passes fast here. It will be dark soon, but the night seems to be long."

The man just nodded and said thank you.

"Then we will go back first. We have a lot of books there. If you are interested, you can choose whatever you want!"

Yuan Fann stood up and Soong Chaoxi followed behind him.

Before Soong Chaoxi could close the glass door of the bookstore, Yuan Fann asked impatiently, "What do you think?"

"What?"

When the door closed, Soong Chaoxi did not look at him. Instead, she glanced at the wind chimes that were making sounds. Ding, ding, ding. She took the wind chimes down and put them in her hand.

"The wound on his hand!"

Yuan Fann had a stupid expression on his face. Soong Chaoxi turned the wind chime. She thought that since this thing could make a sound, it meant that there was wind here, but they could not feel it. However, she turned her eyes to the pharmacy outside the glass door again. What are the rules here...

"Hey, hey, I'm talking to you."

Soong Chaoxi nodded. "Scars, so? It was probably left behind when he died. That's why I don't remember."

Yuan Fann was glad that she was smart. "Well, that should be it. I think it was probably a rope or something."

"Rather than caring about how others died, why not think more about yourself?"

She put the wind chime back and walked into the depths of the bookstore.

From the looks of it, there was still a lot of time left. It should be enough for her to read a book. Anyway, she wouldn't feel any pain in her eyes, so it didn't matter if she continued reading.

"That's right. That's exactly what I was thinking. I checked myself just now. I don't have any trace of that. What about you?"

Yuan Fann walked over and watched her movements.

Soong Chaoxi pretended to smile at him. "No." Then she returned to her silent expression and continued to search for books.

"No, did you read it and say you didn't?"

Yuan Fann placed Soong Chaoxi's book on the shelf. Soong Chaoxi slapped the back of his hand, but he refused to let go.

"Take a look. Maybe there is one."

"Let go first."

"This isn't your book. I won't let go!"

She swore that if she could, she would really like to throw a glass of water on his face, but there was not even a tap here.

"F * ck, I already said I don't have it. Are you crazy?"

Yuan Fann was stunned by her shout. Soong Chaoxi looked at him standing there in a daze and suddenly remembered that she looked like this yesterday. Yuan Fann also seemed to have remembered that time.

"Well, I'm sorry. But since there's no evidence, I suppose if we're dead there are only two possibilities. Poison or drowning."

Soong Chaoxi took three books, then patted his shoulder with her free hand and said with sympathy, "Maybe he starved to death or died of exhaustion. Oh, maybe he was angered to death. If that's the case, your death will be really tragic."

Although these words didn't sound right, she was right.

There were millions of ways to die in the world, and anything was possible.