69novels Chapter 67 The Devil's Whisper: You've Gained Weight
Chapter 67 The Devil's Whisper: You've Gained Weight
Lee Woo-bin's expression was so serious that it looked almost manic.
"Wouldn't wearing a suit with sneakers be too casual? But a full suit would seem too deliberate, like I'm taking this funeral very seriously."
"No, that's my funeral, I should take it seriously. But I can't take it too seriously, I need that calm and composed feeling that I'm in control of everything."
"Do you prefer dark blue or black?"
"Black is too plain, and dark blue isn't eye-catching enough..."
Li Zhengyi: "Wait a moment."
Lee Woo-bin completely ignored him, already engrossed in his own planned entrance.
"And the timing of my appearance. At what point in the funeral should I make a dramatic entrance?"
"When the eulogy is read?"
"No, it's too early."
"When the coffin is closed?"
"No, it's too late. What if everyone leaves?"
"I think the best scenario would be when the father is speaking, right when he says 'my poor child,' and I walk in, and all the expressions on everyone's faces... oh my god, just thinking about that scene makes it all worthwhile."
He looked up at Li Zhengyi, his eyes filled with fervor.
"I want everyone to remember this day. Not the day I died, but the day I came back to life."
Li Zheng glanced at his second brother's energetic expression and his lips twitched slightly.
This guy's first reaction seventeen days ago was, "Are you crazy to make me fake my death?"
We've already started actively getting involved.
When people have the opportunity to show off, they do indeed unleash boundless creativity.
"Don't get excited. I'll go over the plan with you later, every step, every word, every possible problem. You need to make sure there are no mistakes."
Absolutely no mistakes.
Lee Woo-bin patted his chest to assure her, then turned and went into the room, peeking out again before closing the door to add a final sentence.
"By the way, could you ask Xiaolan for me which color, dark blue or black, she thinks suits me better?"
"She's watching anime, don't..."
"Dark blue."
Ding Lilan's voice came from the living room, still calm.
"Black makes you look older."
"Dark blue!"
Lee Woo-bin, as if he had received some divine revelation, closed the door with satisfaction.
The living room fell silent.
Li Zhengyi sat down on the sofa next to Ding Lilan.
On the coffee table were several bags of snacks, two cans of cola, and an open sticky note with a few lines of writing in pencil.
It was the name of several anime series, with a "stomach ache level" label and a few small stars drawn in pencil next to it.
The handwriting is neat, but it is not Ding Lilan's handwriting.
Li Zhengyi guessed that it was written by Li Yubin.
"What's going on?"
He pointed to the note.
"A couple of days ago, he started asking me for anime recommendations. He said he had nothing better to do anyway, so he'd catch up on anime in the evenings."
Ding Lilan placed the bag of shrimp chips on the coffee table and wiped her fingers with a tissue.
"Then when he was watching 'White Album 2,' he said the male lead was too stupid. Setsuna was clearly better, but he still slept with Touma. I said Touma was the official pairing. He argued with me for half an hour, and in the end, he went online to check spoilers. When he came back, he was completely upset."
"He lost?"
"It's not a loss. Because it was resolved tragically."
Li Zhengyi imagined that scene.
His second brother, Lee Woo-bin, who used to drink heavily in nightclubs in Gangnam, race cars along the Han River, and flaunt his wealth on social media, is now arguing with a former female soldier from the Special Forces Command about the romantic pairings in a dating anime in this run-down detective agency. After the argument, he even goes to check for spoilers.
"It's good, better than going to jail."
Li Zhengyi said.
Ding Lilan didn't respond to that question. Instead, she picked up the remote and turned off the TV.
Then she turned around to face Li Zhengyi, switching her posture to that of someone reporting on work.
"No suspicious persons have approached during this period. I regularly patrol the three streets nearby and found no signs of surveillance. His phone and all social media accounts have not been logged in, and he has zero external communication. I checked the browsing history of the laptop you brought last time; it mainly contained anime websites and food blogs."
"A food blog?"
"He says he wants to eat barbecue, he says it every day."
"That's normal. He used to eat Korean beef at least three times a week."
Li Zhengyi leaned back on the sofa and let out a long sigh.
"You've had a tough time these past few days. You haven't been able to go out at all."
Ding Lilan did not answer.
Li Zheng turned his head and his gaze fell on Ding Lilan's cheek.
She didn't tie her hair in a ponytail today; her hair was loose, with a few stray strands hanging down beside her ears.
My cheeks are better than before.
It seems, perhaps, probably.
It's become a tiny bit rounder.
"Has your face gotten a little rounder?"
"round?"
"I've just gained some weight."
Ding Lilan acted quickly.
Her right hand almost reflexively reached for the bag of unfinished shrimp chips on the coffee table, as if to destroy evidence.
Then she stopped.
They probably realized it was too late to destroy the evidence; the crime had already been established, and the stolen goods were right in front of them.
She stood up from the sofa and ran to the full-length mirror in the corner of the living room.
He leaned closer, turned left and right, and pressed his fingers against his cheeks.
"Really? Is it really rounder now?"
Li Zhengyi nodded seriously.
"My eyes are like rulers, they're perfectly round."
She walked back from in front of the mirror and stood in front of Li Zhengyi.
Very close.
Very close.
She brought her face less than twenty centimeters away from him.
"Senior, take a closer look. Have you really gained weight? Is it very obvious?"
Li Zhengyi was forced to observe Ding Lilan's face up close.
This is also the first time I've looked at this face closely.
Her phoenix eyes exude a heroic spirit.
A small, upturned nose.
Her facial features are well-proportioned, and her skin is smooth; she could debut without plastic surgery.
To be honest, he had just said it casually and didn't expect the girl to react so strongly.
"Maybe, probably, just a little bit."
He tried to save him.
But it was too late.
Ding Lilan took two steps back and covered her face with her hands.
A mournful cry.
"Oh my god. I knew it. I've been staying indoors all this time, not exercising properly, just snacking and watching anime every day. Sure enough..."
She lowered her hand, her expression shifting to one of determination.
That kind of look that Li Zhengyi was familiar with, the kind that only appeared when he was on a mission.
"I want to exercise, I want to lose weight."
She turned and strode toward the room at the end of the corridor.
Inside are boxing targets and fitness equipment.
Halfway there, she turned back and glanced at the snacks on the coffee table, her eyes looking as if she were looking at something that had betrayed her.
She reached out and crumpled the remaining half bag of shrimp chips into a ball, then threw it into the trash can.
Then she pushed the door open and went into the room, the sound of the door closing being several times louder than usual.
A few seconds later, the muffled thuds of sandbags being hit repeatedly came from inside the room.
It carried a ruthless edge that bordered on revenge.
Li Zheng glanced at the items and then casually took the remaining unopened bag of chocolate cookies, potato chips, shrimp crackers, and other snacks from the coffee table.
Be a good person to the end.
Let him eliminate this evil food that makes people fat.