He turned and left.

Qu Yan looked at his back, his eyes suddenly fragile for a while.

She wanted to ask, why he still had a fourth secret room at home, if he killed Xiao Cheng, and also wanted to ask him what happened to Shan Guoliang.

She didn't want to check it anymore.

She really wants to continue to indulge in his sweet lies and spend her life happily like this. She doesn't want any cruel reality anymore, she doesn't accept those ghosts!

But her pain pushed her to the truth step by step...

The pain in her heart can only be healed with the truth.

However, the closer she was to the truth, the more scared she felt.

She really became a coward.

Not long after, Ji Zhuoran went upstairs, still carrying a cup of wolfberry and white fungus soup.

Seeing the appearance of him serving the plate, Qu Yan knew in his heart that he never did anything to serve tea, unless it was for her.

"Mother Wang is still making chicken soup for you, but this one cooks fast, so you drink it first." He spoke softly and handed a spoonful of white fungus soup to her lips.

Qu Yan lowered his head, sipping the soup from the spoon.

The soup was soft and sweet, like the love he gave.

She drank, not knowing why, she felt hot in her eyes, as if tears were coming out of her eyes at any time.

She didn't understand why she became what she is now.

Does postpartum depression really turn a good-looking person into a completely different person, without knowing what you look like?

"What's wrong? Not to your appetite?" He saw that she didn't continue drinking.

Qu Yan shook his head, but said, "Isn't there a projector at home? I want to watch a movie for a while, you go get it, and I can drink the soup myself."

Since Ji Zhuoran won, there has been no shortage of gifts in Xichi Garden, and some people left gifts without even leaving their names.

And among those gifts, there is a projector.

In fact, Qu Yan didn't really want to watch movies, but she just wanted to spend Ji Zhuoran.

She couldn't help the tears in her eyes.

"Well, okay, I'll get it." Her eyes couldn't be distinguished from his angle, so she didn't know that tears were already in her eyes. He just handed the soup bowl to her hand and left again.

The moment the door closed, Qu Yan blinked, tears falling into the soup.

She really can't drink this soup.

She got up, went to the bathroom, and poured the bowl of white fungus soup into the sewer.

Not long after, Ji Zhuoran returned to the room with the portable projector.

He turned on the machine, adjusted it for a while, and then called up the complete picture, which was projected on the bedroom wall.

Then he used his own long hands and long legs to hang up the curtain three times and five times, and he did everything right in a short while.

"Okay, what do you want to see now?" He asked, changing his clothes and lying on the bed with her.

His body is very warm, like a big heater, just being close to her can make her feel warm.

But she felt uncomfortable like being stabbed by a needle.

But she still held back the feeling in her heart and said to him:

"Love, death, robot."

This is the animation Ling Sheng told her before.

In the animation, there should be the story of the lies and reality he told.

When she left the prison, she didn't notice what was going on, but now that she thinks about it, she really should look at it and see what the story is like.

"It's a strange name," he said, chuckling, but he managed it neatly and found this animation collection.

They watched it episode by episode.

The stories in this animation collection do have many death factors. Unlike common domestic children's animations, it describes various stories about love and death in the future world.

Not only is it bloody, but some scenes are slightly colored.

But Qu Yan unexpectedly thought it was really pretty.

Finally, in the seventh episode of the animation, she finally saw the story told by Ling Sheng, "Outside the Fissure".