Pressing on his heart, he nodded to the boy.

The boy led him to avoid the director who was going back, turned over a window, and returned to the playground.

"Let's go back to the dormitory. There should be no one checking the dormitory at this time. My good friend is waiting for me. I've been out for a long time. He should be in a hurry—"

Jiang Wenluo thought for a moment and decided to follow the boy.

While avoiding the building, Jiang Wenluo raised his head and looked at the classroom where many mannequins had just appeared, but found that the people inside had disappeared.Instead, there were many fresh-looking students with their heads down, as if there were heavy stones on their heads—the mannequins came to life one after another after Jiang Wenluo entered.

The door of the dormitory was dusty.

The boy pushed him away with great effort, and the water on his hand was stained on the iron door, but he didn't notice it either. When the door was pushed open, he smiled triumphantly at Jiang Wenluo, and patted Jiang Wenluo again in relief. Clap the ashes on your hands.

"Let's go, let's go back to the dormitory." The boy patted Jiang Wenluo on the shoulder, tilted his head and smiled at him.

——In the dormitory... there is a strong smell of disinfectant, which almost chokes the nose.

There was an old fan hanging from the ceiling, and the boy let out a sigh of relief, then pinched his shoulder with his backhand in relaxation.

"Get a good night's sleep today!"

The walls are two colors, from the ground to the waist, painted with green paint about one meter high, with some large and small graffiti painted on it.The lines are very messy, just looking at it, the irritability will immediately rise from the heart.Jiang Wenluo frowned. From these kneaded paintings, several human figures could be distinguished.

"Crack——" the boy slowly pushed the door of the dormitory open, and a violent voice came from inside.

"Why did you come back?" the man said, "It's so slow to buy a drink!"

Standing at the door, Jiang Wenluo saw a happy smile on the boy's face. He wanted to bend down and hug the man's waist, but stopped, and only poked the man's shoulder lightly, and his voice softened. : "You sent me to go shopping, why are you still complaining about me? You really can bully people."

The man was tall and straight, with thin shoulders.

When he heard a sound at the door, he slowly turned his head——

It was Song Zhiyuan.

The author has something to say: the first five red envelopes =w=

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