It Was You

"I know who they are," said Moore abruptly. He raised his eyes with a mature and steady look that did not belong to his age. "On the underground wanted list, there was a couple, and one of them has OCD."

Carlos was stunned. His pupils shrank slightly, and his throat moved slightly. "You mean, the couple who was called the ghost faced Yama, Spectral!"

Moore nodded and replied, "Yes, Spectral."

Cassandra, who was confused, didn't know what the wanted list was, nor did she know the ghost faced Yama and Spectral, but these names were cruel and frightening.

The checking and reasoning were still going on, and Cassandra was also absent-minded. She didn't come to her senses until her phone suddenly rang. She took the phone and walked outside before answering it.

The dazzling white light sprinkled from the sky, illuminating the entire world. However, even so, there were still places where the sun could not shine. And there were toxins and moulds growing in those places, which would easily disintegrate and devour a person's entire will.

All of a sudden, Cassandra raised her hand, with a white light shining through her fingers. She said absentmindedly, "Hello."

"Samuel! You may not believe it, but the goddess has agreed to sign a contract with us! Where are you? Can you come to the company now?" Jack said excitedly on the other end of the line.

Jack's voice pulled her back to reality.

Sometimes, she felt that she had been half living in reality and half in dreams recently. Sometimes, even she herself couldn't tell where she was living.

Cassandra rubbed between her eyebrows and said, "I have some personal affairs to deal with, so I don't have time to go back for the time being. I'll invite Miss Lin to dinner another day, okay?"

can it be? Samuel, do you have someone else in

"I do have something to do. As for the contract, you can sign with her first, and you can agree

the other end of the phone, but what Cassandra said made him happy enough. Then he hung up the

there like a clay statue. After a long time, she exhaled a few mouthfuls of stale air and went back to look

you feel confused, go ahead and keep going. One day, you will find your

Mortuary house.

The night was long.

smoke, floating in the night wind,

two cups of freshly ground coffee. He leaned against the car door and listened

a boyfriend, but I haven't. I apply to the organization for a

given an order to the whole police station. They had to be on duty 24 hours a day, three shifts a day. After a few days, each of them had black

"Nonsense! I don't trust you. You can only think about it, but you never have the nerves to do it. So you will not have a blind date. Make up a good excuse next time. Inform others, from today on, I'll pay for the midnight snack every night. I'm responsible for the reimbursement of your

Bettina was speechless.

Damn it! Bitch!

he did not

to have a

her eyebrows, as if she was weak and uncomfortable, and said weakly, "I'm really going on a blind date. My mother arranged it for me. They really want me to get married. I heard that the other party has a doctor's degree, and his appearance is comparable to that of Leonard. If I don't go

Arthur relentlessly, "Most of the doctors are bald. If you

no, no! There is no need!" Bettina suddenly raised her head from the table, with a layer of white sweat on her forehead. "Everyone knows