"Huang'er, what are you looking at?" Suddenly, a Shang Yu voice rang out, causing my entire body to tremble and I immediately looked at the door.
When I saw the Shang Yu walking towards me, I instinctively combined the zombie legend.
"Hehe, it's nothing. It's just a book left behind by Grandma. I'll take a look if there's nothing else." As I spoke, I hid the book under the blanket.
"Oh, then what are you shaking about?" Shang Yu sat by my side and asked me curiously while holding my hand.
"Is that so?" I asked calmly.
"Yes." Shang Yu nodded noncommittally.
"Oh, I'm just sad. Grandma has been gone for so long and I have n' t been able to help her find the murderer. I can't help but feel happy." Tears dripped down her face as she spoke. She looked apologetically at Grandma's portrait.
