CHAPTER 275: CHAPTER 275: MY EYESIGHT IS BAD

The curtains in the living room of Qingyue’s house are two layers thick, and he just closed the white transparent sheer curtain.

Although it’s still daylight now, the thin transparent sheer curtain is enough to block external views. Sang Ning couldn’t see anything anyway.

Sang Ning moved a dining chair from the living room, sat in front of the camera, and aimed the lens to observe the opposite situation.

Meanwhile, Wan Shaohu turned on the TV to watch a football match and even ordered takeout during that time.

Half an hour later, the takeout arrived, but Sang Ning was still keeping watch.

The takeout Wan Shaohu ordered was enough for two people. He invited Sang Ning to have dinner, but without even glancing at him, she said she wasn’t hungry and politely declined.

By the time Wan Shaohu finished his dinner and the football match ended, Sang Ning was still keeping watch in front of the camera.

By now, it was already dark. Sang Ning had been on watch from daylight until dark, not even taking a bite to eat or a sip of water.

Even Wan Shaohu couldn’t help but admire her perseverance. "Sang Ning, with such patience, you might as well switch careers and become a professional paparazzi. You could earn quite a bit by exposing big scoops on celebrities."

Sang Ning didn’t respond; she just slowly rotated the lens and zoomed in to the maximum.

After dark, the opposite living room finally lit up. Through the high-powered lens, Sang Ning could see the shadow of a black figure reflected on the white curtain. Judging from the height and build, it should be Qingyue, no doubt.

The silhouette reflected on the curtain got closer and closer, and then the curtain was slightly pulled open from the middle, revealing Qingyue’s face clearly in the lens.

Sang Ning had already pressed the record mode. In the video, after Qingyue pulled open the curtain, he also pushed open one of the windows, seemingly for ventilation.

After opening the window, Qingyue did not completely pull the curtain shut. Instead, he retreated to the sofa, picked up the remote control, and pressed a few buttons towards the TV screen, seemingly selecting a TV program.

Sang Ning thought Qingyue was quite cautious, probably often sneaking around with people. Even during the day, he made sure the curtains were tightly closed, likely afraid of being seen.

Even at night, when visibility was not as good, he didn’t dare to fully open the curtains, just leaving a small gap for ventilation.

But Qingyue miscalculated; even that small gap was enough for Sang Ning to use her high-tech equipment to observe everything.

Does Qingyue not know how terrifying the specialized long lens of a Station Sister can be? Even with two buildings in between, Sang Ning could clearly see every pore on Qingyue’s face through the lens.

Overall, it was quite ridiculous...

After selecting the TV program, Qingyue kicked off his slippers, sat cross-legged on the sofa, casually grabbed a throw pillow to hug in his arms, and stared intently at the TV screen, looking very focused.

Sang Ning was a bit curious about what Qingyue was watching, so she moved the lens slightly to the side and saw a horror movie playing on the TV.

Sang Ning happened to witness a scene where an Evil Spirit tore a living man in half, without any mosaic. The whole scene was so gruesome it made people uncomfortable.

Although Sang Ning had never watched a horror movie, she considered herself to have a relatively strong psychological resilience. Yet at this moment, she felt a bit queasy.

But Qingyue seemed unaffected, without blinking an eye, and even reached out to grab a cup of sour plum juice from the coffee table, drinking it with relish.

With the scene of the Evil Spirit tearing someone apart still fresh, seeing Qingyue drinking sour plum juice gave Sang Ning a sense that he was drinking human blood.

Sang Ning felt a spasm in her stomach, swearing from now on, she would be at odds with sour plum juice!

"Wan Shaohu, come help me keep an eye out. Let me know immediately if a stranger enters Qingyue’s house." Sang Ning finally managed to stand up from the chair, turning to call out to Wan Shaohu, who was also lounging on the sofa.

Afraid that the TV volume would disturb Sang Ning, Wan Shaohu had set the TV to mute while watching.

Sang Ning, squatting on the balcony for so long, only knew Wan Shaohu was watching TV but didn’t know what he was watching.

When she got up and turned around, her line of sight happened to catch the TV screen.

Wan Shaohu was watching a zombie film, and on the TV, a living person was thrown into a group of zombies and quickly dismembered and devoured.

Meanwhile, Wan Shaohu, sitting on the sofa, held a wine glass elegantly as he drank red wine. He was so engrossed that he didn’t even notice Sang Ning was talking to him.

Sang Ning: "..."

People who never watch horror movies or zombie films can sometimes feel quite helpless.

"Wan Shaohu!" Sang Ning shouted with a cold face.

Only then did Wan Shaohu slowly turn his head, meeting Sang Ning’s eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Wha... what’s wrong?" Wan Shaohu was a bit bewildered, not knowing how he had offended Sang Ning again.

"Turn off the TV and come over here to watch out for me. Let me know immediately if a stranger enters Qingyue’s house." Sang Ning had a reputation to maintain; she wanted to appear unafraid of anything, so she wouldn’t admit to Wan Shaohu that she found zombie films disgusting.

"Okay..." Wan Shaohu slowly nodded, then turned off the TV and walked over.

After Wan Shaohu sat in front of the camera, Sang Ning asked him where the bathroom was and then left.

Entering the bathroom, Sang Ning turned on the faucet and splashed a few handfuls of cold water on her face, trying to calm down.

She had underestimated her mental toughness; she really couldn’t handle the gory scenes in horror and zombie films.

After splashing cold water on her face, Sang Ning felt much more clear-headed. At that moment, her phone vibrated continuously in her pocket.

After quickly drying her hands with a nearby towel, Sang Ning pulled out her phone from her pocket. It was Li Juezhou calling.

"Sangsang, what have you been up to today? You haven’t messaged me all day. I miss you. Can you allow me to come back and be your bodyguard?" Li Juezhou spoke blatantly, without any reservations.

"I’m busy with serious matters. With you around, you’d just get in the way. You’re already a mature adult; you should learn to entertain yourself. That’s it for now, I’m hanging up." Sang Ning, though dismissive, spoke in a soft voice.

What is it like having a clingy boyfriend? The answer is that there seems to be very little personal space left.

Thankfully, Li Juezhou knew his limits. Besides that one call, he hadn’t bothered her all day, which Sang Ning found very reassuring.

When Sang Ning returned to the living room, Wan Shaohu was sitting in front of the camera, playing with his phone out of boredom, not caring at all about Qingyue’s movements across the street.

Just a slight cough from Sang Ning startled him, almost causing him to drop his phone.

"Alright, you can leave now." Sang Ning didn’t expect Wan Shaohu to properly keep watch for her.

Wan Shaohu quickly got up from the chair, made a waiter’s gesture inviting Sang Ning to sit down.

"Then, can I go to sleep first?" Wan Shaohu probed, because he didn’t want to stay up with Sang Ning in the living room.

"Hmm." Sang Ning nodded lightly, "And turn off the living room lights."

Sang Ning was worried that having the living room lights on late at night might be too conspicuous, but recalling the earlier horror and zombie scenes, she instinctively shook her head, "Never mind, leave them on; my eyesight isn’t good."