[BL] I Wasn't Born Lucky (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 220

"It doesn't matter as long as you don't deliberately disturb them."

This was reality, not an instance where they could use some special methods. Apart from the dust at the door and the so-called parents, everything here looked normal. Ye Lingshi couldn't find any more questions to ask. It seemed that the only gain tonight was the author's name.

Just then, Xiao Li looked at the glass of water once again. However, this time, the water in the glass disappeared without a trace. The water was gone while the cup was still there. It was like an invisible 'person' had just drunk this glass of water.

Xiao Li lowered his head and took a sip of water from his own glass. Then he placed it beside the empty glass, picked up the empty glass and handed it to Xiao Wu. "This glass of water has been drunk."

It wasn't known if Xiao Wu was pretending to be stupid or if she really was stupid. She stood up and took the empty glass. "Then I will go and pour some more water."

The instant the girl went into the kitchen, Wang Huai understood what this person intended. The skull on his ring half opened its eyes and dark green vertical pupils scanned the living room with a grey light. It was fleeting. Wang Huai let go of the ring. "The power here is a bit strange. It isn't like a simple ghost. It is like a mixture of something..."

He didn't finish his words. He seemed a bit confused. If Wang Huai said it was strange then it was really strange.

Ye Lingshi suddenly became alert. Xiao Li took advantage of the moment when Xiao Wu turned around to move lightly to the door of the master bedroom. He pushed open the door of the master bedroom, looked inside and immediately shut the door again.

"What is it?" Sun Jiaming was impatient. "What did you see?"

Xiao Li told them, "There are two people lying side by side in bed."

"There are really people..." Ye Lingshi sighed. He didn't know if he should be happy or sad.

Xiao Li added, "However, their sheets are pulled over their heads and completely cover their heads. They are lying there motionless."

His belated sentence caused Ye Lingshi, who had just relaxed, to become tense again. In a completely dark master bedroom, a couple pulled the sheets over their heads while they slept-

What was this joke? Only the dead in the morgue could 'sleep' like this. Were Xiao Wu's parents' dead? Xiao Wu hid them in the bedroom. In order to conceal the truth, Xiao Wu didn't go out for a long time...

Ye Lingshi started speculating.

Xiao Li recalled the scene he had just glimpsed and exclaimed, "They are quite interesting."

Ye Lingshi, "......"

What was interesting? Was it a post-mortem tradition? He was about to open his mouth to correct Sherlock's three views when Xiao Wu came out of the kitchen with a glass of hot water. "Sorry, there is no cold water. I heated this up and it took a while."

Xiao Wu was still the same. She placed the glass on the table and looked up at the clock hung on the wall. "It is late. Do you have anything else you want to ask?"

Ye Lingshi was hesitating to ask about Xiao Wu's parents. At the very least, he had to explore this area. He was just considering his words when he heard Xiao Li speak. "Yes."

Xiao Wu waited for his question.

Xiao Li went on to inquire, "This Zui Tian you've been talking about, is it actually yourself?"

Ye Lingshi, "......"

Too straightforward! Sherlock was too direct! How could he ask such a thing? It should be aimed at from the side! He decided that if he could live until the new year, he would give a copy of 'The Art of Speaking' as a gift to the other person in the new year.