About the Reaper living next door

It's a pity that Ke Fu's professional class has to last for a week, and there is no time in the morning, so he struggled for a long time and decided to choose it at 03:30 in the afternoon.

After the selection of the show, the two began to choose their seats slowly.

"The last row is better, the field of view is good, and it's especially exciting to watch fights with special effects." Lin Jiangchen pointed to the two seats on the phone screen.

Ke Fu's eyesight is not very good, and he doesn't bother to wear glasses when he goes out every day. He can't tell people apart eight meters away. It's a bit reluctant to sit in the back row, so he asked, "Where's the middle?"

"I don't care," Lin Jiangchen felt a little tired after maintaining the same posture for a long time, so he leaned back on the chair and crossed his legs:

"I just went to the movies. You went to the theater to find inspiration with me. If you suddenly have a flash of inspiration, turn on your phone and write something. Maybe it will affect others if you sit in the middle?"

Ke Fu was startled, so he was thinking about me?

Although he really wants to say that he doesn't have the habit of writing down whatever he thinks, or we can forget about other things and just watch a movie.But Ke Fu had to admit that when the other party's concerns were for his own sake, there was indeed a hint of sweetness in his heart.

"If you want to sit in the middle, then we—"

"It's okay, just sit in the back row." Ke Fu interrupted him, and sure enough, he chose the two seats that Lin Jiangchen pointed out just now, and placed the order and paid in one go.

Lin Jiangchen sent Ke Fu out, twitched a little, and said, "Then, see you tomorrow?"

"En." Ke Fu nodded, took two steps and took out the key to enter the door.

He didn't go into the house immediately, but stood in the porch, holding his breath, and quietly listened to the bang of the door next door closing, and his impetuous heart slowly returned to its place.

Ke Fu unconsciously stretched out his hand to slowly close the door, leaned his head against the door panel, picked up what the other party had said and recited it silently.

--See you tomorrow.

"Ms. Ke, Mr. Ke, hey!" Yang Fan called twice, but there was no answer, so he grabbed his shoulder, vigorously shook Ke Fu, who was obviously absent-minded, and turned up the volume: "Ke Fu!"

Ke Fu was like waking up from a dream: "En?"

"What's the happy event today?"

Yang Fan just asked casually, but before he finished asking, Ke Fu covered his mouth and smiled, narrowing his eyes until there was only a slit in his eyes, but said coldly: "No."

Yang Fan only believes you with a face full of ghosts.

"By the way, why are you wearing glasses today?"

Ke Fu helped the mirror frame that slid down the bridge of his nose, and asked him about his own image, "...is it ugly?"

Yang Fan waved his hand and didn't want to say more.

He maintained his ignorant and harmless appearance for four years, and suddenly transformed into a man with a temperament. I don't know how much he has been poisoned.

Far from being ugly, she even had the air of a gentle scum.

Yang Fan protested: "I'm serious, you better stop laughing, can you put back that foolish look, going out with you will affect my confidence in life..."

After hearing this, Ke Fu put the book under his armpit and put his face together, obediently restrained his expression, and looked at Yang Fan seriously: "Are you done, are you still ugly?"

Yang Fan: "..."

Ke Fu has no temper, and is definitely easy to talk to in normal times, but based on Yang Fan's many years of experience with the other party, Ke Fu is in a good mood today, cares about his own image, and listens to other people's opinions, he can be very accurate assertion:

——Ke Fu must be abnormal today, even worse than the last time we met.

With this conclusion in mind, Yang Fan sat next to Ke Fu and finished the two big lectures. He didn't read the content of the professor's speech and the ppt at all, and kept observing Ke Fu from the corner of his eye, hoping to see some clues.

And Ke Fu was as calm as water the whole time, sitting upright and taking notes, as if the abnormal little pink breath in the morning was an illusion given to others.Looking from the side, his handsome face was expressionless, and the aura of the flower of Gaoling subconsciously exuded from his whole body.

After almost half an hour, Ke Fu finally made a move.

Yang Fan tensed his nerves, watched Ke Fu slowly put down his pen vigilantly, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, secretly checked the time under the table, and then stuffed it back.

"..." It's not like a high school student playing with a mobile phone in class, watching it for a while is like being a thief...

Soon Yang Fan realized that he had guessed correctly, and that something was wrong with Ke Fu.Although he tried his best to maintain his facial expression and remain calm, the words he wrote could not deceive anyone.

This kind of dog crawling characters, Ke Fu has been out of this level since the second grade.

What's more - he has watched Time No. 12 times!

After two classes, Yang Fan was fidgeting. He finally made it to the end of the get out of class. He wanted to grab the other party and ask questions, but saw that Ke Fu, who used to wait for the crowd to clear up before slowly packing up his things and going back to the dormitory, unexpectedly packed his things quickly and went smoothly. With the flow of people striding towards the door.

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment and quickly followed.

"Teacher Ke, to be honest, you definitely have a problem today." After Yang Fan came out, he felt sorry for his shoes, and within a week after buying them, he was trampled on more than a dozen feet: "Be honest, what are you going to do in a while?" go!"

Ke Fu opened his mouth, but he couldn't think clearly about Lin Jiangchen's identity, so he closed his mouth again.

"Hey, did you see that! There's a handsome guy in Tang suit at the gate of the school!"

"I've seen it, I've seen it, the dyed hair color is also very special, and the color that is so attractive like gold doesn't look black."

"Is it cosplaying? I didn't see the camera..."

The two girls who came back from off-campus carried their things and walked back excitedly. Their voices were not loud, but Ke Fu, who was not far away from them, accurately caught the key words from the vague voice, and his eyes lit up instantly.

He didn't care about Yang Fan who kept asking the reason, and hurriedly explained that you go back first, I have something urgent, and rushed to the school gate, leaving the other party confused.

The closer to the school gate, the more people there were. Ke Fu was afraid of being watched, so he basically went back to the dormitory after class, read a book and waited until there were fewer people before going back to the apartment.

Today is different, many of the students who come and go recognize him, and Ke Fu just changed his appearance on a whim, which is particularly eye-catching.

As he was approaching the school gate, he quickly glanced around, searching back and forth among the people, and finally found Lin Jiangchen who was enjoying the shade under the shade of a tree not far from the school gate.

And Lin Jiangchen just felt him approaching, raised his eyes, passed through thousands of noises, and met his eyes.

The green leaves became dizzy, and the shadows cut by the mottled branches and leaves fell in his clear eyes. The original expression of impatience was completely restrained, and he smiled heartily, with high spirits.

Lin Jiangchen calculated the time to wait here, for fear that Ke Fu would notice the backlash of his body after going out for a long time, but it had been more than 20 minutes since he went out, and he didn't feel any discomfort at all.

Ke Fu ran towards him, swallowed unconsciously: "You are—"

Given that there were crowds watching, Lin Jiangchen was not used to it, so he whispered, "I haven't dated before, so I don't know what to wear, so I asked Chizi for his opinion, and he said the more formal the better."

There were a few sounds of a mobile phone taking pictures behind him, and Lin Jiangchen paused in the middle of his speech, looking displeased.

Ke Fu shook his head, took two steps to block Lin Jiangchen behind him, signaled that he was fine, and continued talking.

Lin Jiangchen obviously sped up his speech: "After much deliberation, I only have work clothes as the most formal. But the work clothes can't be worn without spiritual power, so I asked Chizi to borrow one."

"It's a bit nondescript between us," he asked with a smile, "but how? Am I formal enough?"

After hearing this, Ke Fu was very sympathetic, and thought that you must have been deceived...

"Enough," Ke Fu didn't have the heart to tell him the truth, looked at himself up and down, and said in embarrassment: "...how about I go back and change it."

Lin Jiangchen and Ke Fu stood side by side, one in a thin trench coat and the other in a Tang suit, they didn't look like they were walking together.

"It's time to change the fart, hurry up, I'm upset by these people staring at me." Lin Jiangchen felt that the longer the two of them stayed here, the more they looked like two monkeys being watched by others.

Ke Fu's feeling was not much better than his, and he nodded in agreement after listening to him.I hailed a taxi at the door and went straight to the reserved movie theater.

They chose a single-family well-decorated movie theater. It had just opened, and in order to attract customers, it offered a lot of discounted packages.

When buying tickets, Lin Jiangchen suggested to Ke Fu to experience it first. If it’s good, he can consider getting a membership card. It doesn’t matter who is busy, anyway, both of them can use it.

Lin Jiangchen picked up the tickets, while Ke Fu went to the front desk to buy drinks.

"Is little brother here to watch Feng Yong?" When picking up the ticket, Lin Jiangchen felt his shoulders sink, a passer-by pressed his shoulders, and raised the ticket in his hand: "I want to watch this too, how about—" —”

Facts have proved that Ke Fu still underestimated Lin Jiangchen's mysterious aura.

It's not enough to cause a stir in school, but to watch a movie and kill someone halfway, and strike up a conversation in front of his face.

Ke Fu's expression was normal, and his steps were fast.

Lin Jiangchen blinked, and before the other party finished speaking, he familiarly called out to Ke Fu who was rushing back from behind the passers-by: "You came back just in time, what is Feng Chong?"

Ke Fu didn't think about whether to explain the plot or the genre, so he only said the outline: "Uh, a costume movie."

Lin Jiangchen slapped his forehead: "Oh, I think I remembered."

When the other party said, it seemed that there was such a film in the brochure.

"Sorry, we came to watch the aliens fight." Lin Jiangchen smiled, but his eyes were cold, and the intention of driving away was obvious.

Ke Fu remained silent, turned around and stood behind Lin Jiangchen, staring deeply at the person opposite him, almost writing big characters on his face:

— stay away from him.

"Hold, I'm sorry... are you together? Seeing you dressed like this, I thought—you go on, you go on." The man was shocked, as if he understood the situation, he apologized with a few dry laughs, and hurried went elsewhere.

After they left, Lin Jiangchen was unaware of Ke Fu's silent threat just now.