Chapter 1023 Sudden Discomfort

"Well, that's true."

The short-haired woman nodded.

She moved closer to the woman, "Xiao Zhao, how do you feel now?"

"What does it feel like?"

The woman frowned and felt it for a moment, then shook her head in confusion, "No."

“Nothing special.”

"Oh."

The short-haired woman looked at the woman's face and found nothing wrong, so she reminded her: "Then you must tell us the first time you feel anything, understand?"

"Ah."

Even in such an unclear situation, she couldn't help but smile at her friend's concern. "I know."

"Thank you, Lingling."

"Xia Suwen, Zhang Lei, thank you too."

"But is it really okay? Will you stay here with me today?"

“It may take a long time.”

“Actually, I’m alone.”

"fine."

The man with the flat head waved his hand. "I just play some games when I get home and then go to sleep. There's nothing much to do."

"This is the freedom of a single man."

"Pfft~"

The short-haired woman couldn't help but burst out laughing, "You want to find a girlfriend but can't find one?"

"Don't compare me to a single woman like you."

The flat-headed man rolled his eyes and said, "Besides, I'm still young."

"It's someone, he's not young anymore."

"I also want-"

The rest of his words were interrupted by a pillow hitting him in the face.

"Ouch~"

The crew-haired man wailed and grabbed the pillow off his face, "Sis, honest advice is hard to hear. Also, are you trying to murder me?"

"Haha, honest advice is hard to hear?"

The short-haired woman sneered, "Also, you are not allowed to call me sister!"

"well."

The flat-headed man, startled by the woman's "kind" smile, immediately responded, and then muttered in a low voice, "She is my sister, in terms of age."

"Zhang Lei!"

The short-haired woman screamed.

The woman couldn't help laughing as she looked at the two noisy people.

However, my tense mood was somewhat relaxed.

She let out a breath, then stood up and sat down on the sofa next to Xiao Xiao.

"Xiao Xiao."

But after calling the other person's name, she suddenly couldn't remember what she wanted to ask in the first place.

She was in a trance.

Hey, what did she want to ask?

"Xiao Zhao, are you feeling okay?"

The man with black-framed glasses came over and asked, then smiled apologetically, "Sorry, did I interrupt your conversation?"

"will not."

The woman shook her head. She hadn't said anything yet.

"I feel OK now."

"That's good."

Then, the man with black-framed glasses said something similar to the short-haired woman, "If anything goes wrong, tell us immediately."

The woman's mouth curled up, "Yeah, I know."

"Lingling said something similar to you just now."

"is it?"

The man with black-framed glasses pushed the frame on his nose.

"Yes."

The short-haired woman who came over at some point smiled slyly, "Xia Suwen, are you sorry? I'm not the first person to say this?"

"Hey?"

The man with black-framed glasses was about to explain something when he heard the woman suddenly exclaim, "Ah, I remember now."

"I remembered what I wanted to ask just now."

"What do you want to ask?"

The startled crowd asked in confusion.

The woman did not bother to respond to everyone's questions, but looked at Xiao Xiao with burning eyes, "Xiao Xiao, what I want to ask is-" "I wonder if it's my illusion?"

"But do you suspect that my friend's death was also due to poisoning?"

She thought about what Xiao Xiao had asked before and came to this conclusion with great surprise.

"Although the question you asked me, 'If you don't want to be your next friend,' doesn't necessarily mean this."

But, “That’s possible, isn’t it?”

Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the woman opposite him stretch out her hand, "Stop."

"You don't need to say anything."

"I know what you want to say."

"It's still unclear now, right?"

The woman waved her hand and fell into her own world.

The sudden speculation made her emotions a little agitated.

But soon, she deflated like a deflated balloon.

At this point, does it matter why my friend died?
She is dead.

I just attended her funeral yesterday.

With just a brief thought, the black and white photo appeared clearly before her eyes.

The friend in the photo showed the smile she had always been familiar with.

Bright and cheerful.

Such a smile was forever captured in the photo and existed in her memory.

She suddenly felt a little bored.

The room fell silent.

Looking at the woman's gloomy face, no one spoke.

Xiao Xiao lowered his eyes to look at the little white fox in his arms, and reached out to stroke the fur of a certain monster.

Ajiu was a little unhappy because he didn't get to eat the cake.

So does Abai.

The force wrapped around his wrist increased slightly.

"Uh?"

The woman suddenly let out a low cry.

The sound, which was not loud at that moment, exploded in everyone's ears like thunder in the room.

"What's wrong, Xiao Zhao?"

The short-haired woman sitting on the armrest of the sofa where the woman was immediately looking down and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Xiao Zhao?"

The man with the flat head and the man with black-framed glasses also gathered over worriedly.

The woman surrounded in the middle blinked her eyes, feeling somewhat amused and touched by the crowd's reactions, "I'm fine."

"I just suddenly felt a little tight in my chest."

"Maybe there are too many people in one room, and there's not enough air."

"Can you open the window?"

"Ooooh, the window."

The short-haired woman stood up and walked towards the windowsill.

But he was blocked by the man with black frame glasses, "Xia-"

The rest of the words were silenced by the other person's serious profile.

The short-haired woman frowned in confusion.

"Xiao Zhao."

Although he stopped the short-haired woman, the man with black-framed glasses did not look at her. His eyes were always on the woman sitting on the sofa, covering her chest.

"The window was open."

"I opened the window just now when I came in."

After all, this is the time of autumn when the weather is clear and crisp, and the air in the evening is very comfortable and pleasant.

"is it?"

The woman murmured, her head lowering a little, "But why do I feel so stuffy in my chest?"

"It seems to be getting more and more boring."

She reached out and tapped her chest a few times, as if trying to dispel the suffocating feeling.

"I'll stand by the window for a while."

She stood up and accidentally bumped into the armrest of the sofa.

"Xiao Zhao!"

The short-haired woman and the crew-haired man supported the woman who was about to fall, "Be careful."

The woman wanted to say thank you, but her body couldn't help but bend a little more.

So sad.

This feeling of shortness of breath.
She suddenly thought of a long-lost memory.

(End of this chapter)