don't pass time

Following Huang Hui's surrender, a lot of black material about Wang Quan suddenly broke out on the Internet, and more and more news was dug up one after another, including supporting the gangsters, persecuting business partners, gangsters... all kinds of incidents, large and small, are true and false , was overwhelmingly full of accusations, insults and worries. During the whole process, there were also a group of demons who feared that the world would not be chaotic. The truth of Wang Quan's death gradually fermented and turned into a carnival on the Internet.

Some people posted a lot of specious so-called evidence, which caused wave after wave of discussions. The extensive and intense voices finally elicited voices from some insiders and victims, and the police began to investigate some old cases.

The much-vaunted pride and legend of Yucheng became a huge and ironic joke after death. As dazzling as it was in the past, the truth hurts later.

Of course, this is a story.

After Lu Yuan heard the news, he turned around and found that Yan Lang was naked, so he asked in surprise, "Teacher, aren't you cold?"

Yan Lang was so angry that he almost wanted to roll his eyes, thinking that it wasn't you, a little bastard, who yelled in such a hurry, but the always gentle and calm teacher Yan didn't intend to give up his good image, so he gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "It's not cold."

Hey, what happened to him?Lu Yuan rubbed his head thinking, his expression was so strange.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Yan Lang couldn't laugh or cry, and thought to himself that I always think you are delicate, why are you so stupid and unable to turn around sometimes?

On the sofa was the shirt that Yan Lang had brought in before taking a shower. Before he could put it back in the room, he pulled it over and put it on as he walked to the bedroom.Lu Yuan rarely took a serious look at what Yan Lang looked like. Before he could leave his eyes this time, he realized that Yan Lang, who was very bookish in his clothes, actually had a sense of strength. His shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow. When he moved casually, his muscles showed nice the lines.

The figure is pretty good, Lu Yuan felt a desire to compete among boys, so he asked Yan Lang's back, "Would you like to play basketball in the afternoon?"

This seems to be the first time that Lu Yuan invited Yan Lang to do something after living together, Yan Lang suddenly felt flattered, he suppressed the weird feeling in his heart, and smiled brightly: "Go."

One person defends and one person attacks, and it is decided not to use spiritual power. The battle between the two is simple and neat. Later, night began to fall, and the basketball court in the community gradually emptied.For the last ball, Lu Yuan took a jump shot, and the beautiful parabola was cut off before the start. Lu Yuan bent down and supported his knees with his hands.Yan Lang was also a little out of breath. He bent down holding the ball, keeping his eyes on the same level as Lu Yuan, and said with a smile in his voice, "Are you convinced?"

In fact, the outcome of the two is hard to tell, Lu Yuan is naturally unwilling to admit defeat: "Not convinced!"

Yan Lang straightened his waist: "Then what should we do?"

Lu Yuan took a breath, and thought about it seriously: "Let's fight."

Yan Lang raised his eyebrows: "How?"

Lu Yuan sent out a left uppercut followed by a laughing voice: "Hit whatever you want!"

Yan Lang dodged easily, and his subordinates responded with a slap in the face: "You shameless brat! You don't slap people in the face!"

The two really fought like this, like ordinary teenagers fighting. They were not polite or resentful, and some were just sweating and sweating. They fought from the side of the court to the grass next to them. Yan Lang stretched his feet and stretched the distance He stumbled to the ground and pressed up with his own weight, trying to completely suppress Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan was pressed on the grass, and Yan Lang's elbow was on Lu Yuan's neck. The distance between the two of them was too close, Yan Lang suddenly stopped moving, and just looked at Lu Yuan so steadily, breathing a little rough.

In the silence, Lu Yuan felt Yan Lang's breath tickle his face, so his heart tickled for some reason, and he couldn't scratch it.Yan Lang still didn't move, Lu Yuan struggled uncomfortably, Yan Lang's heavy breathing suddenly stopped, and then he said seriously: "Are you convinced?"

Lu Yuan smiled: "Not convinced."

Yan Lang smiled when he heard the words, loosened the grip on Lu Yuan, turned over and lay on his back next to Lu Yuan.

The sweat on his body gradually dried up, and Lu Yuan heard the sound of a golden bell not far from his head. It seems that the quiet night is not suitable for thinking about unhappy things. However, he couldn't let go of it for so long, so he said: "Teacher , is there any way to know what happened on the day Chen Xu died?"

Yan Lang didn't speak for a long time, a gust of wind blew over, the night was a little cold before midsummer, goosebumps came out from his young and healthy skin, he sighed: "I knew you couldn't let go of this."

Lu Yuan murmured, "I don't know why either."

Yan Lang suddenly remembered something and asked, "You said he was prettier than me?"

Lu Yuan choked for a moment, he reacted for a few seconds before realizing what Yan Lang meant, he couldn't help laughing, thinking the joke was so cold, so he also said in a joking tone: "Well, he looks pretty, but it's a pity he's a boy of."

There was no emotion in Yan Lang's voice: "Well, it's a pity it's a man."

Lu Yuan stood up and stretched out his hand towards Yan Lang.Yan Lang grabbed his wrist for strength, stood up and said, "Actually, it's not difficult to find out what happened that day."

In fact, Yan Lang always knew that Lu Yuan was brooding over this matter, but out of selfishness he didn't want him to explore it, but as long as it was what Lu Yuan wanted, he would probably help him get it no matter the cost.He was never afraid of what Lu Yuan wanted, what he was afraid of was that Lu Yuan didn't want anything, he was so eager to give him everything in his hands, even if he wanted his own life, it was okay, this is I owe him.What's more, it's really not that difficult.

Lu Yuan heard Yan Lang say that there is a way, but he was too tired to come over all of a sudden: "How to do it?"

The kid is too close, said Yan Langxin, he calmly opened the distance by walking forward, forcing his eyes not to stay on that lively face: "From the perspective of the psychics, As long as everything happened, it will leave its traces. That building is full of grievances. Although I cleaned it once, it still leaves a lot of atmosphere. Let’s put it this way, when doing things, the emotions poured into it are heavy, The marks left behind are heavy."

Lu Yuan thought for a while, and said, "Is this also the reason for the existence of resentful souls?"

Yan Lang glanced at him appreciatively: "Yes. So we can just go to that building, before those traces disappear, find something with Chen Xu's and Wu Xingchen's aura respectively, and set up a formation to see them Gotta see something, but how much I can't say for sure."

The two walked home while talking side by side, Yan Lang spoke again after a while: "Xiao Yuan."

Lu Yuan gave a "hmm", but didn't hear the following, so he turned his head to look at him.Yan Lang didn't respond to his gaze, he stared at the street lights not far away and said seriously: "Some things are actually better not to know than to know."

"I know." Lu Yuan smiled, "It should be said that it is easier not to know than to know, but whether it is good or not, how should I put it, there is no way to conclude whether everything is good or not."

Yan Lang knew that he was very transparent in his heart, so he didn't say any more. The two of them made up their minds to find Chen Xu and Wu Xingchen's personal belongings the next day, and set up the formation in the evening, so they had nothing to say all night.

Early the next morning, Lu Yuan just finished his homework for the day and Yan Lang came back with his things. Lu Yuan looked at the notebook and an old T-shirt and said, "I thought you went to morning exercise?"

Yan Lang smiled: "Running this way can be regarded as morning exercise."

Lu Yuan always doubted that Yan Lang would have a way to reach a certain place quickly without him, but even though he possessed psychic powers, he also knew that such a thing as any door was unlikely to exist.That might be because Yan Lang is better, he thought to himself.

But being better than Yan Lang means he runs faster?As long as it is something that Lu Yuan doesn't think too much about, in fact, he can accept any reason given to him.

He took the notebook and found that it was a diary. Before he had time to be surprised, he heard Yan Lang say: "Wu Xingchen's home, I went first, and found this diary in his belongings. Look at the back, there is a burnt one. I don't know if it was Chen Xu who burned it himself or Wu Xingchen."

Lu Yuan finally had a chance to express his surprise: "Chen Xu's diary? At Wu Xingchen's house?"

Yan Lang nodded, and said again: "The things that have been taken out of his house have not been disposed of. It is almost a garbage dump. The diary is in that pile." Wu Xingchen is also an orphan and lives with his uncle. This is what they found out before It must be that my uncle and aunt don't know how to deal with it, or they just don't bother to deal with his belongings.

"If I were Wu Xingchen, I would definitely take care of the important things before I die. Chen Xu's diary should be important too." Lu Yuan sat by the window and looked up at Yan Lang while talking, only to find that Yan Lang was staring at Yan Lang. The treetops outside didn't know what they were thinking, so they asked suspiciously, "Teacher?"

Yan Lang lowered his head when he heard the voice, his eyes were a little confused, and disappeared in an instant, he asked with a gentle smile, "What?"

Lu Yuan remained calm: "Teacher, have you read the diary? Isn't it good for us to read people's diaries like this?"

Yan Lang also seemed a little embarrassed, still smiling: "I saw that I said sorry before."

Lu Yuan was amused by him, turned his face and fell silent again, not knowing what was recorded in the diary, or what Yan Lang thought of himself, so he was so absent-minded.

Regardless, Lu Yuan said "I'm sorry" silently in his heart, and opened the diary.The diary was burned from the back, and the front content was hardly damaged. He turned to the last page where there were words, and glanced at the date, which was April 4 this year.He looked up at Yan Lang, who was also staring at him, and then he lowered his head and turned to the previous date. November 30 of the previous year was the day Chen Xu jumped off the building.Lu Yuan quickly compared with the previous one to confirm the handwriting, and then looked at Yan Lang in surprise: "The last one was the day before Wu Xingchen jumped off the building?"

Yan Lang nodded, he didn't know if it was Lu Yuan's illusion, he always felt that there was a clear look of pity on Yan Lang's face.More than a month ago, on April 4 of this year, that was the last day of Chen Xu's life. His living soul borrowed Lu Yuan's breath for a short time to materialize. After jumping off, Chen Xu waited in the hospital for his real death.

Lu Yuan suppressed the wave in his heart, and looked at the contents of the diary on the last page he opened: