Chapter 1841： Should be a murder (1/2)

After get off work, Sheng Shuangxue went to the streets to hang out alone.

The county seat was too small, and she found out that she had been to places with Gu Yunhao.

Unexpectedly, the two have only been dating for three months and have so many memories. People who fall in love are so boring, tired of being together all day long! How good is it to take this time to contribute to society?

Sheng Shuangxue was full of grievances and felt that all lovers in the world should be burned to death!

Wandering around the mall, tried many things, but didn't buy it.

Walking out of the gate, a young woman with a ponytail came up on the side of the road and said with a smile: ”Hello, can you help me with a survey?”

Sheng Shuangxue was stunned for a moment, thinking that she was bored anyway, and stretched out her hand.

The woman immediately opened the transparent folder and handed it to her with a ballpoint pen.

When she looked at the questions on the questionnaire, she was suddenly depressed.

It says-

1. Are you in love recently?

2. How many times is this love?

3. Are you satisfied with your current boyfriend?

”Ah -” Sheng Shuangxue raised her head and shouted.

The woman in front of me was taken aback, ”Miss you—”

”I haven't been in love recently!” Sheng Shuangxue returned the file to her, turned around and left.

hate! hate! The whole world is against her! Do single dogs have no human rights? !

Sheng Shuangxue went all the way and went back to the dormitory to cook his own dinner.

However, she has limited skills and wants to drink porridge, so she mashed the porridge.

There is no air-conditioning on the balcony, and the air is full of heat from porridge, like a sauna.

Sheng Shuangxue wears a hair band around her head, and sweat covers her face and neck.

Depressed, she took a bowl of porridge, brought it into the house, and sat down.

The room is air-conditioned, which makes it much more comfortable.

She stared at the yellowing porridge in the bowl-the white ones were rice grains, and the yellow ones were battered rice grains.

She picked up the spoon and scooped it out, blew it and put it in her mouth.

”Pooh--”

She vomited back.