deceitful words and deeds

The air conditioner in the dormitory is very old, and the dust and dirt have accumulated for many years inside. The cold wind blows out from the air outlet, mixed with noisy roar.

The person on the phone kept talking about something emotionally, Qin Xiaoyuan put down the phone and gently placed it on the table.She stared at the drawing in front of her, mechanically dipped the paint, colored it, washed the brush, and then dipped the paint again.

Xiao Zhen, who was in the next bed, poked her head out to see her, and Qin Xiaoyuan looked up at her.The speakerphone was not turned on, but the voice still came out.He couldn't hear what he was saying, and he couldn't distinguish between men and women, but it didn't prevent the rapid speed and sharp tone from being transmitted into this small space.

Qin Xiaoyuan picked up the book next to her and put it on the phone. The noise seemed to be a little quieter, and she smiled apologetically at Xiao Zhen.

After an unknown amount of time, the voice finally stopped, and Qin Xiaoyuan picked up the phone calmly: "I really can't come back, I have social practice activities to participate in. I know, I know, something really happened."

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became louder. Qin Xiaoyuan waited for the other party to finish yelling before continuing: "I'll try my best, okay?"

The other party hung up the phone, Qin Xiaoyuan put down the phone, looked at the artwork in front of him, dipped in some paint, and filled in the edges.

Xiao Zhen's face was full of gossip: "Arguing with your boyfriend?"

Qin Xiaoyuan smiled: "It's my grandma."

Yang Mei, who was on the opposite bed, came out from the curtain and gave a thumbs up: "Grandma is full of spirit, and she has a really high tone!"

Xiao Zhen snorted, and said to Qin Xiaoyuan: "The tradition in our dormitory is to respect the old and love the young, you can't break the rules."

Qin Xiaoyuan put down the brush and said helplessly, "My grandma wants me to go back next Friday to celebrate my uncle's birthday."

"Then go." Yang Mei pinched her fingers, "Next Friday is going to the orphanage for social practice, it's not important! Just go and be with your family!"

Qin Xiaoyuan looked at her from the bottom up, revealing the whites of her eyes. She smiled and her eyes didn't move. She was inexplicably weird: "When I was eight years old, my uncle went to a remote town to inspect ancient tombs and disappeared."

The human voice suddenly fell silent, leaving only the hum of the air conditioner.

Yang Mei got into the bed curtain: "Pretend I didn't say anything."

Xiao Zhen put the earphones back on: "You are the master of your own affairs, you have to be your own master, come on."

Liao Wenwen, who was the only one who had been quiet all this time, was sitting next to Qin Xiaoyuan with his laptop and his small bench. He stretched out a fist, pretending to hold the microphone in his hand: "Please start your speech."

Qin Xiaoyuan chuckled: "What are you doing?"

Liao Wenwen was serious: "Our Ghost Club is going to hold a horror story contest, and I will collect materials."

"There's nothing we can't say." Qin Xiaoyuan tapped the paintbrush on his chin, "There is an unexamined ancient princess tomb in Rong Town, which is said to be quite complete. Aren't archaeologists conducting protective excavations now? It's so intact." The ancient tombs are protected by the government. My grandfather is a professor of archeology, and my younger brother-in-law inherited his father's career. He became a student of my grandfather in college, and was taken to Rongzhen by my grandfather for field surveys in his freshman year."

Liao Wenwen listened with great interest, so he almost ate a handful of melon seeds.Qin Xiaoyuan couldn't help reminding: "Take notes, take notes. Later, my uncle became bewildered, and his graduation thesis was all about this ancient tomb, so he went to Rong Town with a few classmates. One night he disappeared, and the town The superiors led people to search for a month, and searched all over the mountains and towns, but they couldn’t find it.”

"Wow!" There was an exclamation from above, Qin Xiaoyuan looked up, Xiao Zhen took out the earphones, and Yang Mei poked out one ear, all listening to the scene.

"I heard that people in the town found a new robbery hole beside the princess's tomb. My grandfather hates tomb robbers the most, and the princess's tomb is forbidden to be excavated, so he said don't look for it." Qin Xiaoyuan giggled, "Grandpa is dead. In four or five years, my grandma hates him now."

"What happened next?" Liao Wenwen was looking forward to what would happen next, and was so excited that he clenched his hands into fists and put them on his chest.

"Later my uncle disappeared, but my grandma insisted that he was still alive. Every year, he would gather his family to celebrate his birthday. Just now, she just urged me to go home." Qin Xiaoyuan said lightly, seeing the disappointment on Liao Wenwen's face with satisfaction, he burst out laughing.

The two people on the bed cut twice, very dissatisfied with the ending.

Qin Xiaoyuan lowered her head with a smile. The jewelry design draft she wrote was almost finished. She said slowly, "Oh, the first class tomorrow is a professional class. I wonder how everyone's homework is going? Anyway, I finished it."

"Fuck!"

"Worthy!"

The two rolled off the bed quickly, and Liao Wenwen returned to his desk in desperation.

Qin Xiaoyuan dipped some white paint, and added a few strokes of highlights to the drawing, and the emerald gemstones were shining brightly under the finishing touch.

It's a pity that no one realizes where the scariest part of this story lies.

A woman who insisted that her son is not dead for 13 years, forced other family members to believe that every year on this day, no matter what other people are doing, they have to put everything down and go home to celebrate the birthday of a person who has been missing for more than ten years.

absurd.

This doesn't mean that Qin Xiaoyuan doesn't like that uncle, every time he goes out and comes back, he always brings her some delicate gifts.Thoughtful, humorous, and good-looking, she called out more than once to marry her uncle when she was a child, and the family made fun of this sentence for a long time.

The handsome man in my childhood memories has gradually blurred over the years.

When she heard that her uncle would not come back, Qin Xiaoyuan cried a lot, and grandma wept with her in her arms.

But then she came out, but grandma didn't want to come out.

The more I grew up, the more I noticed the strange atmosphere in that family.

The uncle's room is always kept as it is, and other things belonging to the uncle are placed in the storage room, and no one is allowed to move.

Grandma would call that number every year when my uncle disappeared.Later, the number had a new owner, and when grandma heard a stranger's voice, she would start to scold and curse with excitement, as if the other party was a thief who stole the number.

She was in the room and heard the sound from outside the house. At this time, the kind grandma seemed to have turned into a monster.A monster who can't tell the difference between reality and illusion, and attacks all monsters.

After the college entrance examination, Qin Xiaoyuan couldn't wait to leave home and came to Y University in Xia City, where she majored in jewelry design.She is already a junior this year, and she was not strong enough in the past two years, so she was coaxed back. This year, she really doesn't want to go back to the weird home.

The last class on Friday morning is a professional class. The teacher assigned an assignment to design a jewelry with traditional patterns.The four people in the dormitory made an appointment to go to Pingxi Road together to find inspiration and collect design materials.

Pingxi Road in Xiashi City is an antique street, 90.00% of which are fakes. If you search carefully, you can find good things. At this time, it is the buyer's eyesight. The students of Y University also know that there are not many real things in it. Of course, shopping is just to watch the excitement. Sometimes when you meet someone you like, it is good to buy a gadget for five or ten yuan to make yourself happy.

From the street to the end of the street, Qin Xiaoyuan didn't see anything that could inspire her, but Yang Mei found her favorite jade pendant and bargained with the clerk in the store.

"Look, this thing is really good. Patina, this color, you can hold it up to the light and drink it! It's so bright!" The clerk's voice was so loud that Qin Xiaoyuan could hear it clearly at the door.

Yang Mei's words were too simple: "Ten yuan."

"Say it again? You will pay ten yuan for something that costs 200 yuan?"

"It's only ten yuan. If it's really a good thing, you won't be able to sell it for only 200 yuan." Yang Mei bit her to death and refused to let go.

"This business can't be done." The clerk put the jade pendant back.

"Really?"

"It can't be done."

Yang Mei nodded: "Okay, friends, let's go."

Xiao Zhen came out first, holding Liao Wenwen's arm. Yang Mei dawdled, waiting for the clerk to call her.They were about to go out the door, but there was no movement, Yang Mei felt heartbroken, no more!

Qin Xiaoyuan squatted in front of the store, leaning against the stone lion, and fixed her eyes on a man not far away.The man was leaning against the pillar, the clerk from the antique shop came out and shook his head at him, the man nodded slightly and continued walking.

"Oops, it's a feeling of heartbeat."

Qin Xiaoyuan looked at Xiao Zhen who was speaking, but seeing her playful face, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Nonsense."

The man was really good-looking, with extremely fair complexion, tall and slender limbs, wrapped in slightly slim black clothes, standing upright, with a tall and straight figure, which made his proportions even more perfect.The chin is slightly thin, and the facial features are as delicate as a meticulous painting.From this angle, only his profile can be seen.

The most wonderful thing is his slender but clear eyebrows. There is a small mole in the left eyebrow, which is vivid and vivid with the movement of the eyebrows.

Qin Xiaoyuan stared at his face and couldn't help but stop him when he was about to walk by.

"Hello there!"

The man stopped in his tracks and looked suspiciously, with questions in his overly pretty eyebrows.Qin Xiaoyuan plucked up her courage and asked, "Excuse me, are you a model?"

The man froze for a moment, then shook his head.Qin Xiaoyuan's cheeks were slightly red: "I'm sorry, then I may have misidentified the person. I think you look familiar, I seem to have seen you on some poster or cover."

The man spoke, his voice was between thick and clear, and the magnetic voice was deliberately lightened: "It's okay."

Qin Xiaoyuan had no place to put his hands, so he took a step back and returned to his roommate.The man walked past them, and she looked away. Liao Wenwen pushed up her glasses: "You are really handsome, I really admire you for daring to say such a vulgar opening statement."

That familiar sentence was not a vulgar conversation starter, it was her true inner thoughts.Qin Xiaoyuan seems to have seen it many, many times, with beautiful eyebrows and pupils that reflect the shadow of the camera clearly. He clearly remembers the picture so clearly, but he really can't remember where he saw it.

Qin Xiaoyuan shook her head, not wanting to act too strange, so she pretended to be relaxed and left Pingxi Road with her roommates.

The man walked to a shop called "Liu Bao Zhai". There was only one guy in the shop, and he knocked on the antique wooden door: "Hello."

The young man raised his head and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Di, you are here again, what do you want to see?"

The man's name is Di Xie, he came here twice a few days ago, the young man only knows this, he seems to have some friendship with the boss, but it just so happens that the boss is not here today.

"The feather tie I asked about last time, Boss Zhao said that we can get the goods today." Di Xie said.

"Yo, that's really unfortunate." The boy stretched his arms and pointed to the east, "Our boss had already talked with that person, but we didn't expect to have his beard cut off by the 'Rongheju' over there."

Di Xie frowned slightly: "Rong Heju? Is that the plume like this?"

He took out a photo, which was a Chinese painting portrait with only the upper half.The old man on the screen is wearing a Taoist robe and a feather cover, with a fairy demeanor and kind eyebrows.

The little guy had sharp eyes, and immediately said eagerly: "This is the work of Master Lu Gan, look at the style and brushstrokes! It is worth several million on the market. But if you want to ask about the plume, I don't know, and I don't even have a picture of it." I was still depressed when I saw it and was caught first."

Di Xie nodded to show that he knew, and took the photo back.

"Don't be too tight on that, it's all about fate." The boy picked up the white jade bottle beside him, "Why don't you take a look at this, our boss just took it back from outside... Eh, let's go? Then You come back next time."

Di Xie responded, stepped over the threshold, and walked straight to Rongheju.

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