A Strange Game. It Seems to Be Crying and Laughing at the Same Time

"Who is it?" Jian Wushuang suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

Behind him was a pitch-black deck that was empty.

"Husband, what's wrong?"

Leng Rushuang held Jian Wushuang's hand and asked in confusion.

Jian Wushuang did not reply, but frowned.

Just now, he heard a strange low laugh behind his ear.

But when he turned around, he saw nothing.

"Shuang'er, did you hear the laughter just now?" Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and asked Leng Rushuang.

"Ah? Laughter?" Leng Rushuang was stunned. She shook her head and said, "I didn't. Husband, have you been too tense recently?"

"Is that so?" Jian Wushuang frowned and immediately looked around, but he did not find anything unusual.

Could it be that he had heard wrongly?

"It's possible."

Jian Wushuang laughed bitterly and sighed.

He had been under too much pressure recently.