I have a Secret

Expressionless, "Really?"

Huang Dan said, "I didn't drive to the company yesterday, but walked. You followed me all the way."

Qi Feng sneered, "Do you have hallucinations?"

Huang Dan looked at the man.

Qi Feng's entire back felt itchy after being watched, as if hundreds of ants had penetrated into his clothes and crawled on his back.

Neither of them spoke.

Huang Dan's chin hurt from being pinched, his eyes gradually became wet, and he tried not to cry.

Qi Feng's unknown anger finally broke out uncontrollably, "Why the hell are you sitting on the bed where a dead person slept?"

Huang Dan's ears were buzzing when he was yelled at, he covered his ears, his hands were pulled away, the man's yelling came in again, it shook his head.

After Qi Feng shouted, his chest heaved violently, and there was something familiar rolling in his eyes, which obviously shouldn't have appeared, but now it appeared.

Huang Dan said, "You slept with him..."

Qi Feng interrupted loudly, "Is that the same thing?"

Huang Dan said, "Keep down, people outside will hear you."

Qi Feng took a few deep breaths, but it was still rough, and the next moment he grabbed the young man's arm and pushed against the door, lowered his head and bit his lips.

Huang Dan cried in pain.

Qi Feng took a breath, put his hands on the young man's shoulders, "Why don't you push me away?"

Huang Dan cried and said, "Why did you push it away?"

Qi Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he felt that this kid was scared stupid by his actions just now, "I'm a man."

Huang Dan's mouth was bleeding, he was crying hard, and intermittently said it was okay, "You can kiss me or bite me, but you can't use such force, it hurts too much."

Qi Feng was stunned, and stood motionless.

Could it be that he is getting old and has hallucinations in his ears?

Zhang's father's call came at the wrong time, Huang Dan pressed it, and he leaned against the door and cried for a while before stopping, "I'm going back."

Qi Feng smoked with his back facing him, didn't move, and didn't respond.

Before Huang Dan could walk out of the dormitory, footsteps sounded behind him, and the man followed him and sent him back to the small shop.

After that, the two never met again.

Huang Dan no longer drives to and from get off work, because someone silently follows behind on time.

That person is just a little awkward, and he likes to make up his mind. He has already said that he will not have any illusions about his first love, but the other party doesn't believe it.

There is nothing to do with the yellow sheet, so time will tell.

He was worried about the mission, and wanted to find an opportunity to search the ceiling of Zhou Yang's dormitory, but there was no suitable opportunity.

After Zhou Yang died in the toilet, the workers would still go to the toilet. It didn't matter if there were some people, and they would go to the innermost compartment anyway, thinking that when a person died, there would be nothing left. There are no ghosts in the world.

Some people feel unlucky and would rather hold back than enter that compartment, or even use the third compartment.

Some people urinate directly outside to find a bush to solve it, and the big ones will go into the toilet.

At night, if the timid couldn't hold back and wanted to go to the bathroom, they would forcefully call a worker for company.

After all, people have died before, so I feel that there is a yin in it.

When He Peng went to the bathroom at night, he took his mobile phone with him. When the half-closed door was pushed open, there was a creaking sound, which was very clear in his ears.

The first cubicle He Peng entered, he squatted down and turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone.

That beam of light showed everything in the cubicle under He Peng's eyes, including wet cigarette butts, messy footprints, water stains mixed with urine, and wiped toilet paper.

Just when He Peng was about to change his hand to hold the phone, he heard footsteps coming from outside.

There are people walking up and down.

Not in the mood to squat down again, He Peng hurriedly wiped his butt and pulled up his pants to go out, only to find that there was no one outside, his expression changed, and he stopped and looked down as soon as he took a step.

There was a cigarette burning on the ground. It was the soft Zhonghua smoked by Zhou Yang the night he died.