I have a Secret

"There are ghosts."

Lin Mao came out of his mouth, and he licked his dry mouth, "Think about it, Shen Liang forgot to lock the door the night before, there is still a possibility that someone came in, he locked the door the night before, and last night , that is the door locked by the teacher himself!"

"Okay, let's assume now, assuming that Shen Liang didn't check before locking the door the night before yesterday, the other party may have hidden in the studio beforehand, and came out to destroy after we all left, but the teacher must have checked carefully, if he found out Personally, I will definitely not leave it alone."

"However, Xia Wei's face is gone again. Everyone's drawing of Xia Wei has no face, without one exception, including the teacher's head painting."

After self-analysis, Lin Mao didn't wait for a response, he swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, stared at the few people in front of him, "Why don't you talk?"

In the clear sky, Lin Mao was covered in cold sweat, "Damn it, talk to you guys, don't put on dead faces one by one, I'm in a panic, really, if you don't believe me, take a look, my hairs are standing on end .”

Xia Wei said quietly, "You have no face."

Lin Mao's eyelids twitched, and he quickly calmed down, "Isn't that one time less than yours?"

Xia Wei lowered her head and picked the rabbit ears on the MP3 case, "Because I have been a model twice, you only became a model once, and when you become a model again, you will be the same as me."

"I won't be a model in the future. It's so fucking unlucky that a good living person loses face."

Lin Mao rubbed the moss on the corner of the wall in a mess, "Fuck, I don't know what happened. I have been in the studio for more than half a month. It has been fine before. Nothing happened. Only these three days did such a strange thing happen."

His voice stopped, and his face froze, "I just said there are ghosts, what do you think?"

Zhou Jiaojiao looked at Lin Mao with eyes like an idiot, "What are you thinking, Lin Mao, I really can't see that you are so timid."

"There are no ghosts in this world, only people with ghosts in their hearts. If you are really afraid, don't stay here."

Lin Mao rolled his eyes, "Don't be funny, the way to learn art is paved with money, I don't know how much effort I spent to get my family to agree to my art study, now I have paid the tuition fee, if I go back, my dad will Mom can't beat me to death."

Zhou Jiaojiao glanced over, "You should have already discovered that you are not made for this path, and even if you don't go back, you won't learn much by staying here. Lie to yourself and try to comfort yourself."

She hit the nail on the head, and Lin Mao jumped up, his face flushed, and he gritted his teeth every word, "Zhou, Jiao, Jiao!"

Zhou Jiaojiao put aside her joking thoughts, "Okay, okay, I'm talking about myself being well. Actually, it's not a big deal. Next time I finish sketching, I just take the painting back."

Lin Mao slapped his forehead, "Yeah, why didn't I think of that!"

Zhou Jiaojiao hurt him in time, "You're stupid."

Lin Mao kicked half of the broken pottery that was exposed out of the soil, "It's really enough, Zhou Jiaojiao, you are like this, no one will want it in this life."

Zhou Jiaojiao is old-fashioned, "Life is full of unknown variables, and I haven't graduated from high school. In this life, I don't know if I can live to be 20 years old."

"No, it should be said that I don't know what will happen tomorrow. Maybe I'm still talking to you now. After a while, I fell and hit my head just where my head opened, or I fell asleep. Just can't sleep."

There was an indifference on her apple face that didn't match her age, as if she had experienced life and death a long time ago, strangely, "Young man, live today well, and let's talk about tomorrow when there is tomorrow."

Lin Mao was dumbfounded, "Zhou Jiaojiao, are you crazy, you even cursed yourself?"

Zhou Jiaojiao talked nonsense with him again, "Hey, Shu Ran, Xia Wei, Shen Liang, what do you guys think?"

The three people whose names were called still kept their squatting posture against the wall, and they didn't make a sound, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Huang Dan is sorting out his thoughts. He pulls out all the information he has so far, throws away the useless ones, categorizes the useful ones, and puts the uncertain ones in a separate box.

There were three times in total, Xia Wei twice and Lin Mao once, none of them had faces in the painting.

The first time this happened, Huang Dan didn't cross over. When he appeared, the original owner was scared to death, but he didn't know what he saw. The next two times were related to him, and the painting was drawn by him.

Since the task this time is to find out who moved the painting and removed the face on it, Xia Wei and Lin Mao should be able to rule out the people involved, right?

Moreover, Lin Mao and Huang Dan lived in a small room and slept on the same bed. If he sneaked out at night and came back secretly, Huang Dan would know.

Huang Dan shouted in his heart, "Mr. Lu."

System, "Say."

Huang Dan, "Are there ghosts in this studio?"

System, "Host Huang, please remember, this is Supernatural Zone 120."

Huang Dan asked again, "Am I a ghost?"

System, "Host Huang is a ghost, and not a ghost."

Huang Dan felt that this system worker was very good at playing word games, not as easy to deal with as Mr. System, and there was still a gap between interns and senior workers.

System, "Are there any questions?"

Huang Dan said, "Yes, but Mr. Lu won't tell me."

System, "Then there is no more."

Yellow list, "..."

The end of the brief exchange begins with formula and ends with formula.

Huang Dan's arm was pulled, he looked at Xia Wei who was pulling him, and asked what's the matter.

Xia Wei frowned, "Shu Ran, I should have taken away the picture you drew for me last night, but unfortunately, besides Chen Shi, your picture is the one that most resembles me. "

Huang Dan said, "I can draw for you next time."

Xia Wei withdrew the hand that was holding his arm, turned her head and said, "I don't want to be a model anymore, I don't feel anything when I see myself faceless at first, but when that happens again the second time, I will feel very bad .”

Huang Dan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xia Wei lost her temper suddenly, she ripped off the MP3 earphones, her face turned pale, "Who did it, it's so annoying!"

Zhou Jiaojiao was startled, and looked at her unhappy, "Xia Wei, what are you shouting for? I already thought about what to eat for lunch, but you yelled and forgot."

Xia Wei sneered, "What are people doing here who have nothing to do with themselves? Want to see a joke?"

Zhou Jiaojiao turned her head, and the ponytail behind her shoulders brushed her back, "Are you so yin and yang? At that time, whoever was selected as a model was drawn by lot. Who is to blame for your luck?"

She pointed at Lin Mao, "Besides, Lin Mao has also become a model, has his face gone? You are not alone."

Xia Wei didn't speak, Lin Mao became anxious, "Can you stop fucking mentioning this?!"

Zhou Jiaojiao looked at Xia Wei, who was pale, and Lin Mao, who was emotionally unstable. She looked incomprehensible, "What a big deal, I really don't understand, isn't it just that the face on the painting was wiped off by someone? Did it fall off? It’s not that the skin on your face was peeled off.”

Before Xia Wei and Lin Mao got angry, Zhou Jiaojiao said, "Besides, this happened three times in a row. It will definitely attract the attention of Teacher Zhang and Teacher Liu. That psychopath will never have another chance."

The latter words eased the tense atmosphere.

This is indeed the case. The studio is not peaceful, and strange things happen again and again. The two teachers are uncomfortable. They want to be calm more than anyone else, so that the studio can be opened safely.

With strict supervision, those who want to make trouble will have scruples, and it will not be so easy to run amok.

Xia Wei paused for a moment, and asked out the doubts in her heart, "Jiaojiao, why are you so sure that there are no ghosts in the world?"

Zhou Jiaojiao asked without answering, "What do you mean, do you think there are ghosts in the world?"

Xia Wei's face turned even paler, "I've never seen it before, how do I know this?"

Zhou Jiaojiao said, "I haven't seen it either."

Xia Wei wants to ask, since you haven't seen it, how do you know if there is one?

Zhou Jiaojiao could see what was going on in her heart, "Let's put it this way, if there were ghosts, I would have died long ago."

Not only Xia Wei, Huang Dan, Lin Mao, but also Shen Liang, who had never spoken, all looked over at the same time when they heard this sentence.

Only the yellow sheet is an inquiring gaze.

It stands to reason that Lin Mao, Xia Wei, and Shen Liang are from the same school, and now only Shen Liang has not encountered that incident. He has not been a model, and he is not sure if he has any face.

As for Zhou Jiaojiao, it really has nothing to do with her. Her father sharpened pencils and laid drawing paper for her in the studio, but she dragged herself here to join in the fun.

When Huang Dan heard a laugh, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhou Jiaojiao didn't seem to notice Huang Dan's stare, she said with a smile, "I saw a person dying before, and I reached out to me, but I couldn't help, you say, if there is a ghost, that person is dead In the future, didn't you come to me to settle accounts earlier?"

Xia Wei's eyes widened, showing an expression of disbelief, "Why are you refusing to save yourself?"

Zhou Jiaojiao curled her lips, "I was wearing a new dress that day. My aunt bought it for me. There are hundreds of pieces. If I save someone, there will be blood on the skirt, and that kind of blood clot. It's disgusting. I don't care."

Xia Wei looked at Zhou Jiaojiao as if seeing a cold-blooded monster, "You..."

Lin Mao couldn't take it anymore and jumped to Shen Liang's side, "Damn, Zhou Jiaojiao, aren't you? You can do that kind of unconscionable thing? You are not afraid of being struck by lightning!"

Shen Liang frowned, and looked at Zhou Jiaojiao with disgust, "Although it's not against the law, you can't do that."

Zhou Jiaojiao didn't take it seriously, "You said you didn't break the law, why can't I do that? It's just a stranger, who is not related to me, and I don't have to save him."

"Besides, I'm not a rich man. If that person wakes up and wants to blackmail me, where can I reason?"

Shen Liang asked with a sullen face, "You can call 120 or 110. It doesn't take much of your time. Why don't you call?"

Zhou Jiaojiao pinned her broken hair behind her ears, "I have something to do that day, so I don't care about it so much. Besides, I thought in my heart, if I don't fight, there will be others behind me, so I'll do it when the time comes." No more phone calls."

Xia Wei's body trembled, "How do you know there are other people behind you? Zhou Jiaojiao, people like you really...you can live at ease after killing someone, aren't you afraid?"

Zhou Jiaojiao blinked, "Why are you afraid? I didn't kill him."

The surrounding air pressure reached the extreme, and the atmosphere was also suppressed to an unspeakable degree. It seemed that a fierce quarrel would happen in the next moment.

Huang Dan suddenly said, "You made this up."

"Shu Ran is so smart."

Zhou Jiaojiao laughed loudly, pointed at Xia Wei, Lin Mao, and Shen Liang, "I didn't expect the three of you to really believe it."

She leaned forward and backward with a smile, with tears streaming down her cheeks, "If I really saw someone asking for help, I would definitely save them. God is watching over my head, otherwise there will be retribution. Why are you so easy to deceive?"

Shen Liang's face darkened.

It took Xia Wei a long time to scold, "Zhou Jiaojiao, are you sick?"

Lin Mao continued, "I don't think she is sick, but she is seriously ill and escaped from the lunatic asylum."

Zhou Jiaojiao looked at the backs of the three of them who turned and left, and said speechlessly, "Really, I can't make a joke, why are you so serious."

Huang Dan said, "This is not funny."

Zhou Jiaojiao was noncommittal, "Really? I think it's quite funny."

Huang Dan said seriously, "It's not funny."

Zhou Jiaojiao was slightly taken aback, she pursed her lips, "Alright then, I won't make such jokes in the future."

Huang Dan didn't speak.

Zhou Jiaojiao scratched her face, a little at a loss, "I thought they could tell from the beginning that I made it up, but I didn't expect them to take it seriously, such a fake story..."

Huang Dan still didn't speak.

Zhou Jiaojiao remembered something, "Shu Ran, how do you know I'm lying?"

Huang Dan said, "It's a contradiction."

"You said that the person died first, and then you said that you didn't call the police. You thought that someone might do that later, which means that the person you saw was not dead at the time, and you would not know whether the person was dead or alive later."

Zhou Jiaojiao smacked her lips, "Excellent."

Huang Dan was about to go to the studio, but his hand was pulled, and Zhou Jiaojiao's voice was heard, "Shu Ran, I'll treat you to something to eat, how about Malatang? Duck blood vermicelli, beef vermicelli are fine, and there are other What kind of sliced ​​noodles, Dandan noodles, I know there is a shop that makes them very delicious."

"The teacher is inside."

"It's okay, no one came."

Zhou Jiaojiao took the yellow slip and left, chattering, as if she was a complete foodie.

Huang Dan wants to finish the task, no matter who it is, he has to observe, so he simply follows Zhou Jiaojiao to eat.

In this day and age, regardless of the brand of mobile phone, among the students, those who use it are either rich people or a treasure in the hearts of parents. Zhou Jiaojiao belongs to the latter. She has a mobile phone, although it is not as good as Xia Wei. But it is also the envy of others in the studio.

Huang Dan heard Zhou Jiaojiao lying to her father on the phone, saying that he didn't eat breakfast, why he was dizzy, and had low blood sugar. She worried about accompanying him to eat, fearing that he would faint.

"..."

Zhou Jiaojiao hung up the phone and smiled embarrassedly, "I don't say that, it's not easy to do business when I go back."

Huang Dan asked her, "Does your father believe it?"

Zhou Jiaojiao raised her smiling face, "Believe me, he wants me to be friends with people who have good academic performance and good painting skills. Shu Ran, you were not that kind of person before, but you are now. will improve."

Huang Dan frowned, "Your father is over here, what about your mother?"

The smile on Zhou Jiaojiao's face froze, and then returned to normal after a while, "My mother is long gone, and my father and I are the only two at home."

Huang Dan said, "Sorry."

Zhou Jiaojiao said it's okay, "I'm doing pretty well now."

She wrinkled her nose and complained in a low voice, "It's just that my dad is sometimes too annoying. I will die in two years, and he always treats me like a child, thinking that I can't do this, and I can't do that."

Huang Dan said, "Your father cares about you too much."

Zhou Jiaojiao sighed, "I know, but he has a lot of control, and he just doesn't let me go online. I can only sneak to the Internet cafe, but I almost fell off when I climbed the west gate. Tell me, if I really get out He has no regrets to die."

"The same is true for painting. My dad always asks me to show my paintings to the teacher. There are dozens of people in the studio. The teacher still has lessons to attend. How can there be time for one-on-one? The beauty in the No. [-] middle school is not a sketch. Is it very powerful? My dad asked me to communicate with her more and learn her painting skills, hmph, in fact, he just fell in love with the other party's mother..."

The conversation stopped, Zhou Jiaojiao said embarrassedly, "Shu Ran, you think I'm annoying, I just said too much."

Huang Dan said, "It's okay, I'm not bothered."

Zhou Jiaojiao was stunned, "Shu Ran, I like you now."

She held out her hand solemnly, "Hi Zhang Shuran, my name is Zhou Jiaojiao, and I want to be good friends with you."

Huang Dan held her hand, "Okay."

Zhou Jiaojiao cleared her throat, and wrapped her arms around Huang Dan, "We will be good friends from now on, good friends, let's go, I'll treat you to something delicious!"

While Huang Dan and Zhou Jiaojiao were holding duck blood fans and sucking and sucking, the discussion in the studio still existed.

Teacher Zhang and Teacher Liu had communicated in private, and they agreed that this was not jealousy due to inferior skills, but a simple prank, and people were in the studio.

As for why all the sketches last night had no faces, it was because the other party wiped off the faces he had drawn in order not to be suspected.

Lin Mao is recognized in the studio as ignorant, so he was called to the studio alone by two teachers and asked if he did this. If so, he should admit it and don't wait for them to find out.

The implication is that they will be very difficult to deal with when the time comes.

Lin Mao said that he really didn't do it, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Liu, if you don't believe me, I swear it!"

Teacher Zhang said meaningfully, "There is no need to swear. I discussed it with Teacher Liu. I will take turns to be on duty for the next few nights. If I don't know how to repent, the studio will not keep anyone."

Mr. Liu hummed, "I came here to learn painting. If you have the time to think carefully, why don't you hurry up and learn more, and you will be able to get into a satisfactory school next year with only one admission."

Lin Mao's facial muscles twitched violently, oh shit, isn't this just for him?A warning in disguise?Really, I don't believe it after saying it several times, how could he do such a crazy thing.

It’s October in the Gregorian calendar, and the single-entry exam will start around January. Those who want to go to other schools don’t have much time. Almost all the studios are very strict. They must hand in three paintings of still life, gouache, and human head sketches every day. There is no shortage of one piece, and I will comment on and modify the paintings in the morning, noon and evening.

However, the studio of the Agricultural University is very loose. After all, there are differences between teachers and teachers. People mainly teach in universities, and this is just a side job. Therefore, coming here depends on the self-discipline of the students.

When Huang Dan and Zhou Jiaojiao went back, half the morning had passed, and the two teachers who were changing the students' paintings in the studio didn't say anything.

There is not enough time, and the still life is endless.

Huang Dan simply drew a sphere for practice.

He noticed that a gaze fell on him, and found that it was Zhou Jiaojiao, who seemed to be unable to stand being nagged by her father, and was sending him a look for help.

After thinking about it, Huang Dan turned sideways and said, "Uncle, I didn't draw anything this morning, the teacher will tell me."

Father Zhou became anxious when he heard this, and quickly said to his daughter, "Then you draw quickly, and draw that ball with classmate Zhang."

Zhou Jiaojiao loosened the big clip that clamped the drawing board, put down the drawing paper, and said softly, "Shu Ran, I thought you would leave me alone."

Huang Dan said, "I saw you asking me for help."

Zhou Jiaojiao didn't say anything, just grabbed a few hard fruit candies for him.

Coincidentally, except for Zhou Jiaojiao and her father, Huang Dan, Lin Mao, Shen Liang, and Xia Wei, they all live on the first floor, three of them occupy four rooms, and the remaining one lives with a college student. , plays the guitar every night, looks like a rough man, but inside lives a weak girl who loves to dream.

The rental house has an iron staircase outside. Even if it does not rain or snow, it is not so easy to walk at ordinary times. Xia Wei almost always wears shoes with roots. She walks ahead without any hesitation.

Behind them are Lin Mao, Huang Dan, Shen Liang and finally.

"I won't go to the studio in the afternoon. I plan to sleep until around four or five o'clock. Then I will go directly to the Baima Internet Cafe outside the door to meet my master. What about you? How do you plan?"

Xia Wei would only call Chen Shi that way in front of others, and when the other party was present, she would always call him by name.

Lin Mao looked online, and could see Xia Wei's long legs in stockings swinging when he went up the stairs, and his buttocks wrapped in denim shorts. He didn't get close, for fear that the other party would fart and make him faint, " Ryoma? There are too many people there, and we have been there several times without getting a seat."

Xia Wei said, "That's why we have to go early."

Lin Mao said that it didn't matter whether he went to the studio in the afternoon, "Shen Liang, how about you?"

Shen Liang said lightly, "I have to paint gouache in the afternoon and sketch in the evening. I have to go to the Internet cafe. You can play, I won't join in the fun."

Lin Mao turned his head and screamed, "Don't go? How can I play without you? No, you have to go. I scored so many points for you last time. If you don't help me this time, brother has nothing to do."

Shen Liang didn't change his face, "Then don't do it."

Lin Mao rushed downstairs when he heard the words, passed by Huang Dan, blocking Shen Liang from going up.

Listening to the argument behind him, Huang Dan didn't quite understand the relationship between the two of them. When Xia Wei called his name, he raised his eyes, "What?"

Xia Wei has already gone upstairs, "I'm asking if you're going to stay overnight?"

Huang Dan said, "Go."

Xia Wei said hello, then turned and left.

Huang Dan watched her figure disappear around the corner, a trace of strangeness flashed through his heart, but he didn't know the reason.

There was a serious problem at noon, there was no food.

Huang Dan stood in the house in a daze. The original owner didn't have a card, and his family couldn't pay him living expenses. He had to go to that relative's place every time. It was obviously not for nothing. The family would send money to relatives, or pay him when he came over in person. , he still has to humble himself.

So the original owner lived frugally, didn't go if he could, and tried his best to stay until his parents came to see him.

The small stove and pots and pans were bought by the original owner and the same table in partnership. As a new roommate, Lin Mao got a little bit of exposure, so he didn’t need to pay for that part of the money. Evenly distributed.

Lin Mao's family is poorer than the original owner's.

It's okay if there is no food, even the bottle of pickled peppers that the original owner brought from home was eaten up.

Lin Mao said, "I'll go to Shen Liang's place to have a look."

Huang Dan wandered around the house, and when he heard Lin Mao's shout from the next door, he closed the door and walked over.

Most of the Chinese cabbage was stewed in boiling water, and a small handful of dried chili was thrown in. If the taste is bad, it depends on the spiciness, otherwise there will be no food. The three boys ate with plain rice, and each ate two large bowls.

Huang Dan cried while eating, it was spicy.

Lin Mao and Shen Liang watched him cry while eating, as if he was insane.

The meal ended with Huang Dan's cries, he threw down the bowl and chopsticks and went out to blow his nose, and turned on the faucet in the sink outside to wash his face.

There is only this pool upstairs, and Huang Dan found something from the original owner's memory. Xia Wei came over with a spittoon every day to urinate, and was bumped into by the original owner many times.

There is no way, there is only one public toilet in this deep alley, let alone a long pool inside, the water is only flushed once in a few days, and there is often no place to set foot around, the distance from here to there is a bit far, go to pour it Urine has to turn several alleys.

Xia Wei doesn't cook by herself, but what the original owner, Lin Mao, and Shen Liang have to do, including the male college student, they not only have to brush their teeth and face in the sink, but also wash vegetables and dishes, which is very casual.

Huang Dan didn't stay long, wiped his face and left.

Everyone in the studio in the afternoon knew about Huang Dan crying like a fool after eating, because Lin Mao had a loudspeaker on his mouth.

Huang Dan didn't care, there were a lot of drawing boards and easels in the studio, he had just arrived, bumps and bumps were inevitable, and pain and crying were unavoidable, and the others would be even more speechless by then.

The person concerned didn't make a sound, Zhou Jiaojiao couldn't stand it any longer, "Lin Mao, what are you doing, what's the fuss, men can't cry anymore?"

Lin Mao was drinking water and choked.

Zhou Jiaojiao patted him on the back, "You goofy, you deserve it."

Lin Mao, "..."

He stopped coughing, so he went to ask Huang Dan, "Why did Jiaojiao speak for you? Did the two of you make some shady deal this morning?"

Huang Dan said, "The teacher is here."

Lin Mao snorted, "Boy, I've been using this trick in elementary school. You have to change the subject, don't you? Cough cough, teacher, no, there's something wrong with my reflective apple painting. I'm watching how Shu Ran draws."

He lowered his head, and the subject of the conversation changed so violently that he bit his tongue, and his painful eyes were wet.

Teacher Zhang said, "You don't even have a piece of color on your drawing paper. Where did you get the apple? Did you eat it?"

Lin Mao shot a quick glance at Zhou Jiaojiao and Shen Liang who were mocking, and muttered, "If I knew it earlier, I would be like Xia Weiwei, and I slept in my room this afternoon."

Teacher Zhang said calmly, "It's easy to fall asleep, you go and collect your painting tools, leave the studio now, and sleep as you want."

Lin Mao went to his seat in desperation to complete the draft.

Before five o'clock, at the entrance of the Baima Internet Cafe, a few young men and women met there. The one walking in front was a handsome man and a beautiful woman. They were very seductive and well-matched. Those who didn't know would regard them as a couple.

Among the few people, Huang Dan was the only one who was out of town, and he didn't fit in with others. He didn't like the stale air and noisy atmosphere in the Internet cafe, but in order to get in touch with people related to the task, he had to force his way.

Baima has the best environment among all the Internet cafes around. In addition to the small room like other Internet cafes, there are four or two luxury private rooms with sofas and better computer configurations. It is suitable for couples and friends to play.

Although Xia Wei didn't say anything, she wanted to go to the private room with Chen Shi.

Chen Shi didn't think so, and went to the small room with the big guy, Xia Wei had no choice but to follow.

There are several people playing in the small room, which is smoky, Huang Dan is sitting in the corner, the wall is on the left, Chen Shi is on the right, and from his side to the right are Xia Wei, Lin Mao and Shen Liang.

Chen Shi turned on the computer, "Did your teacher find out the result?"

Xia Wei shook her head and said, "There is no way to check."

Chen Shi leaned back a little, sitting casually, and unbuttoned a button of his shirt, "Is the painting still there?"

Xia Wei said, "I took a picture with my mobile phone."

She turned out the photo and handed it over, "That's it."

I am not a painter. Most people will not appreciate the sketching of human heads. They think it is not only ugly, dirty, but also a little scary, and they can't understand why this kind of thing is pasted on the head of the bed. Looking at it will cause nightmares.

Even if it is a beautiful woman, her eyes, nose and mouth are made up of black lines, that kind of beauty will be affected.

The person in the photo is Xia Wei. The person who did the sketch last night can be seen from the long hair, the edge of the skirt neckline, the big earrings, and the necklace around the neck.

But Xia Wei's face was clean and blank, which looked a little weird.

Chen Shi narrowed his eyes, "It doesn't look like it was erased with an eraser."

Shen Liang chuckled, "It's not an eraser, how did that person lose his face? It can't be just blowing his breath, or stretching out his hand to wipe it away?"

Chen Shi ignored his sarcasm, "If it's an eraser, it will leave marks, it won't be like this..."

He didn't go on, as if he couldn't think of an accurate adjective for a while.

Lin Mao said, "Okay, don't think about it when you come out to play, I can't listen to it at all now, as long as I listen to it, my hairs will stand up immediately, and I will feel nauseous."

Chen Shi didn't say any more, he brought an ashtray over, and lit a cigarette.

Huang Dan had nothing to do, so he clicked on the website to find a movie to watch. He was smoking second-hand smoke, and the smell of tobacco filled his nostrils. When the boy finished smoking one and started to smoke the second one, he couldn't help but say, "Can I take a break?"

Chen Shi tilted his head, "Are you talking to me?"

Huang Dan said, "One side of me is the wall, and the other side is you."

Chen Shi had a cigarette in his mouth, "You're really interesting, even if I asked my brother to pinch a cigarette, I wouldn't say it directly."

Huang Dan said, "I'll be honest, will you pinch it?"

When Chen Shi spoke, the smoke trembled, his voice was blurred, with a smiley smile, "No."

Yellow list, "..."

Within an hour, Huang Dan couldn't take it anymore. He got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. He wanted to stand there to take a breath, but found that the smell was no better than that in the room, so he left the Internet cafe and breathed the coolness of the night at the door. Inhaling the messy car exhaust.

Footsteps came from behind, Huang Dan didn't turn his head, when the footsteps got closer, he smelled the smell of soap, mixed with the smell of cigarettes, which was out of place.

Chen Shi walked along the road, not caring about the little tail behind him.

At this point, there are many snack stalls on the side of the road, cold noodle, braised noodles, corn, tea eggs, all kinds.

Chen Shi told the boss that he wanted four servings of cold noodles, and it seemed that he brought them for Xia Wei and the others.

Huang Dan came over, "I want one too."

Chen Shi said, "Add another."

After Huang Dan asked the price, he was about to touch his pocket, but was stopped by Chen Shi, "You want to smoke second-hand smoke all night, so let me treat you here, thank you for your hard work."

"I don't want you to please, can you not let me smoke second-hand smoke?"

Chen Shi felt that the logic of the young man's question was wrong, "I can't stand the smell of cigarettes, so just change your location."

Huang Dan sighed.

Chen Shini glanced at him, "Why are you sighing?"

Huang Dan said something abrupt, "It is more difficult to quit smoking."

Just as Chen Shi was about to speak, there was a harsh car horn, and a car not far ahead almost hit a pedestrian. His breathing tightened, and he squatted on the ground unsteadily, with his arms wrapped around his knees. The posture is also very insecure.

Huang Dan stretched out his hand unconsciously.

Chen Shi's tone was terrifying, almost yelling, "Don't touch me!"

Huang Dan's hand was in the air, and it took a long time before he let it go.

He remembered what Xia Wei had said to Lin Mao, that this person would be a little scary when he heard the sound of a car engine, saw a car, or was riding in a car. Passed out on the spot.

On the way back, Chen Shi didn't say a word.

Huang Dan was holding the cold noodles and didn't know what to say.

Xia Wei, Lin Mao, Shen Liang, and the three of them saw Chen Shi's face and breath, and they guessed the reason. They tacitly didn't touch that topic, but just ate their respective cold noodles, deliberately relaxing the atmosphere.

The small room was filled with a smell of garlic, and the other men smelled that smell, and pushed the keyboard back and forth into the table, and went out to buy food.

Chen Shi didn't take a bite of the cold noodles, and he smoked with his eyelids half closed.

It wasn't until there were several cigarette butts in the ashtray that Chen Shi came to his senses and asked Huang Dan in a hoarse voice to give him the water in the bag.

Huang Dan found the mineral water bottle and handed it over.

Chen Shi unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured down a few mouthfuls of water. He let out a long sigh of relief and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "Hey, didn't I scare you when we were on the side of the road?"

Huang Dan lied, he said no, but in fact he was frightened, at a loss, and wanted to cry.

In the second half of the night, the yellow list was gone, and the others were still in high spirits.

Xia Wei was watching "The Prince Turns into a Frog", and she didn't know what plot she saw. She wiped her nose and tears with a tissue while crying. At this time, she was just a young girl who didn't care about worldly affairs.

Lin Mao and Shen Liang were playing Legend, they were roaring with headphones on, their blood boiling.

Huang Dan looked at the person next to him, it was the same movie, he had watched it three times, and he didn't even feel bored.

He yawned and tilted his head to watch the movie on the other party's computer.

When Huang Dan saw the hero in the movie fold the lucky star alone, his drowsiness disappeared immediately, and he sat up straight without blinking.

Chen Shi clicked the mouse to stop the screen, his hand instinctively followed the protagonist's movement of folding the stars, and he twitched his eyes when he realized what he was doing.

"It's okay to learn how to fold stars, I am crazy..."

Chen Shi turned his head and found the young man's face full of tears. He was stunned, "What are you doing? Are you crying watching this?"

Huang Dan said, "Stars are hard to fold, I can't fold them well."

Chen Shi snorted, "Really? So you folded it and gave it to your girlfriend?"

Huang Dan wiped the tears off his face with a tissue, crying in his voice, "Not a girlfriend."

As far as Chen Shi was concerned, he wasn't that interested in other people's privacy.

This did not attract the attention of others in the room.

After Huang Dan stopped crying, he found the movie on his computer, watched it twice by himself, and then fell asleep on the table unknowingly.

When he woke up, except for Chen Shi, the others were lying on their stomachs and fell asleep on their backs.

Rubbing his eyes, Huang Dan asked, "Aren't you sleepy?"

Chen Shi flicked the cigarette in the ashtray full of cigarette butts, he smoked too much, his voice was hoarse than usual, "With this thing, I can stay up for several nights in a row."

Huang Dan was taken aback, "Have you tried this before?"

Chen Shi spit out a puff of smoke, but he didn't answer, the answer was written in his bloodshot eyes.

Huang Dan pursed his lips, his heart ached again, he asked in his heart, "Mr. Lu, I don't understand, this is not my body, why do I feel distressed?"

System, "That's because the pain is engraved in your soul."

Huang Dan was stunned for a while, "Oh."

Chen Shi stood up to wash his face, and Huang Dan also went.

There was no one in the bathroom at this time, only the sound of their footsteps, tired after staying up all night.

Chen Shi was pouring water into the urinal when he suddenly turned around.

The yellow sheet at the pool was caught on the spot looking at his buttocks, and he didn't even have time to look back.

His face turned cold, Chen Shi pressed the switch to flush the water, he washed his hands and left without looking at the young man again, as if he stayed for a second longer, he swung his fist up.

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