enchanting forensic doctor

The little rabbit poked Song Weiran quietly, "Hey, Weiran, what is he doing?"

Song Weiran, who was arranging things, followed the little rabbit's hand and saw Ye Minghui lying on the bed staring blankly at a brand new CD, his brows were tightly frowned, and he looked very tangled.

"Strange?" It was just in a daze, nothing special.

The little rabbit's eyes widened, and he leaned close to Song Weiran's ear mysteriously, "It's been like this since he came back, almost three hours."

kindness?Well, that seems a bit wrong.Do you want to ask?Or let him figure it out?

After thinking about it, he turned around and pinched the little rabbit's face, "It's okay, wash your face quickly, or turn off the lights."

"But..." She secretly glanced at the person on the bed a little uneasy.

"He will take care of it himself." Rubbing the little rabbit's hair, he urged, "Go wash up!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go..." He pouted dissatisfiedly, straightened his messed-up hairstyle, and looked at someone who was wrong, and then reluctantly under Song Weiran's urging eyes to wash up.

As soon as the little rabbit saw Ye Zi, he turned on his security equipment angrily, but he was the one who cared about Ye Zi most.

Watching the little rabbit's back disappear by the door, Song Weiran turned around and looked at Ye Minghui who had been lying there without moving, narrowed his eyes slightly, but finally said nothing, and quietly tidied up his things...

There are some things that no one else can help you, you can only understand them yourself.

Ye Minghui looked at the exquisitely packaged CD in his hand, his head was in a tangle.How does that guy know that he likes this piano player?Also send genuine CD to yourself?This is very expensive!

That person is really strange and powerful, he has been trying to get close to him, he is obviously not familiar with him, and he even keeps talking to him coldly, is he just showing his head or is he stupid, why would he buy himself a CD? !

What exactly is he trying to do?Just because of his appearance, there are countless girls around him in school, so how can he keep pestering him so tightly?

Is it because I was too rude to him, so I just want to find some excitement when I have nothing to do? !

Thinking of this, Ye Minghui pursed his lips, feeling amused by his own thoughts, this is too masochistic!

Hey, is this to be dismantled or not to be dismantled? !I really want to hear it!But if you opened it, wouldn't you just accept this...er... gift? !

"This is the CD of your favorite pianist, if you don't want it, throw it in the trash!" The man's angry voice rang in his ears again.Would it piss him off if you gave it back? !

Oops, it's annoying!Blame that boring guy for giving him a CD for nothing!It happens to be my favorite!I don't even want to throw it away now!

He scratched his hair irritably, threw the unopened CD aside, and turned over with a loud noise--I'm so annoyed!sleep!

...※※※The lights in the dormitory have been turned off for a long time, and the even breathing sound of the little rabbit can be heard carefully.This little guy never hides anything in his heart, as long as he lies down for a while, he will definitely fall asleep.It's just that other people are not so happy.

In the darkness, Song Weiran opened his eyes and clutched his mobile phone, hesitating whether to call that fascist.Will he fall asleep so late?

This idea was rejected by Song Weiran as soon as it appeared in his mind - that unscrupulous guy should hang around outside now!

For some reason, when I think of this, I feel uncomfortable in my heart.

After thinking for a long time, he finally took out his mobile phone, quickly pressed his fingers on the keyboard a few times and asked if he was asleep, then closed his eyes and waited anxiously.

After waiting for a while, the phone didn't move at all, Song Weiran slowly let go of his fingers, and sighed softly in his heart, but there was no response.

He sighed a little disappointed, forget it, go to sleep, there is still class tomorrow.

"Buzz~~" Just as he was about to fall asleep, the phone vibrated suddenly.Squint your eyes and take a look.

Sender: Fascist

Time: 23:24:02

Text: Didn't sleep, worked overtime.Why are you still awake?

He widened his eyes and read it carefully several times. After making sure that he read it correctly, he quickly pressed the reply button.

【Well, get ready to sleep.Temporary case? 】

The reply this time was quick.

Sender: Fascist

Time: 23:25:14

Text: Well, homicide.

【still busy? 】

Sender: Fascist

Time: 23:26:07

Text: No, just sat down to dinner.

[Eat so late? ] By the way, he wouldn’t be eating with half of the autopsy, right?I was agitated by my own thoughts, it's better not to explore this kind of question.kindness!

Sender: Fascist

Time: 23:28:05

Text: En.Kitty, the bread is so bad.

Song Weiran secretly laughed, that person's face must be wrinkled now.However, eating bread for dinner seems... um... a bit pathetic?

[Comfort me.Good breakfast tomorrow. 】

Sender: Fascist

Time: 23:29:21

Text: I want to drink black rice porridge.

【Well, then go to drink black rice porridge tomorrow. 】

Sender: Fascist

Time: 23:31:02

Text: I want to drink the black rice porridge of Xiaomaoer brand!What should I do, I was adopted by you!

【Is that still my fault? 】

Sender: Fascist

Time: 23:34:17

Text: Of course!

[Okay, I am deeply introspective.In order to correct the mistake, Mr. Zhaoxi, you should eat out in the future. 】

Sender: Fascist

Time: 23:35:56

Text: Hello!Kitten, you are too much!

Song Weiran laughed and shook the quilt, that fascist should be looking sad now.

[You said it! 】

Sender: Fascist

Time: 23:37:02

Text: Can't you translate it to I miss you? ! ——

His face became hot inexplicably, and he looked at the phone for a long time before slowly replying.

[Sleepy, asleep. 】

Sender: Fascist

Time: 23:39:34

Text: En.Good night.

【Good night. ] He hesitated for a moment and added a few more words, 【I'll cook porridge for you when I go back. 】

After sending the message, without waiting for Chaoxi's reply, she hastily turned off her phone.The sense of loss just now is long gone, and the heartbeat seems to be a little faster...

Su Luo, who just came back from playing in the morning, was washing his face when he felt someone poke him, wiped the water on his face, turned around and saw the little rabbit cautiously approaching him, whispering, "Hey, big man, our dormitory Is there a ghost?"

"Slap!" A slap slapped him on the forehead.He pinched his nose in a funny way, "What nonsense have you been thinking about all day long, you little brain?!"

"It hurts!" With a pout, he slapped the paw that was pinching his nose dissatisfied, "If there is no ghost, why are they both possessed by evil spirits?!" He said while looking at the two sitting on their respective beds.

Su Luo followed his gaze, and it was really strange. Ye Minghui lay on the pillow and stared at the CD in his hand without speaking.Song Weiran sat on the bed, looked at the phone and pursed his lips secretly laughing.

He turned his face and looked at the little rabbit—was he really bewitched?

In the morning, Song Weiran received a text message as soon as she turned her phone on——

Sender: Fascist

Time: 23:40:51

Text: Kittens are the cutest! ! !Be good, go to bed.

I don't know if that fascist is done with his work now, should he call and ask?Forget it, it wouldn't be nice if it bothered him while he was sleeping.Let's talk tonight.

Looking up at the little rabbit and Su Luo, he smiled brightly, "Morning!" Seeing the little rabbit shrinking his neck obviously, he teased, "Lazy pig got up very early today!"

"You're lazy! I always get up early!"

"Oh? Really?" Jumping off the bed and holding the little rabbit's fleshy face, it's still so comfortable~~~~

"Su Luo, how many times have you come back from playing and saw someone awake?" The little rabbit glanced at the unconvinced little rabbit and asked Su Luo.

"Big man!"

"It's rare to get up so early, go wash your face and brush your teeth, let's go to the breakfast shop in front of the school to drink soy milk." Su Luo smiled innocently, did not answer Song Weiran's question, but just pushed the little rabbit to the water room to wash.

"You... why are you pushing me... I know, I know..." Under Su Luo's urging, the little rabbit's voice gradually faded away...

"leaf?"

"Ah?" Hearing Song Weiran calling him, Ye Minghui suddenly raised his head, looking a little nervous.

"Do you want to see a hole in it?"

"..." Facing Song Weiran's ridicule, Ye Minghui was speechless, watching him open his mouth hesitantly, wanting to say something but not wanting to say it.

Song Weiran didn't rush him, but watched him quietly.

In the end, Ye Minghui just smiled at him, "Forget it, it's fine."

"En?" Song Weiran looked at him suspiciously for a while, forget it, let him solve it by himself.

"Get up then." Blinking at him, "Hurry up and wash your face, and exploit the little rabbit together."

After a while, Little Rabbit and Su Luo came back. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Ye Minghui tidying up the bed. The CD that he had almost seen through was thrown on the table. Little Rabbit rolled his eyes, and a bad idea came to his mind.

Da Kuo took a few steps and quickly ran past Ye Minghui, and when Ye Minghui turned around, he saw something extra in the little rabbit's hand.

"What are you doing?!" Ye Minghui immediately wanted to grab it, but the little rabbit stood on the stool and raised his hands so high that he couldn't reach it.

"Let it do its job! The big guy will follow!" While Ye Minghui turned his attention to Su Luo, he unpacked the CD and opened his computer to put it in.

"The CD is for listening to it! I can't see the flowers!"

"Hey……"

Before Ye Minghui could protest, the sound of the piano gurgling like flowing water came out from the speakers. Every note had a magical power to calm people down. The four of them stopped and listened quietly...

"This..." At the end of the song, the little rabbit stared at the computer screen dumbfounded, "It sounds good!"

Now it's impossible to change it to him, it's all because of that stinky rabbit!He gave the little rabbit a hard look, took out the CD from the computer, and walked out with heavy steps.

When Ye Minghui disappeared behind the door, the little rabbit jumped down from the chair, shrank his neck, and looked at Song Weiran blankly, "Are you angry?"

Song Weiran looked at him with pity, as if you were asking for blessings.

The little rabbit pouted aggrievedly, ran over to Rasulo's sleeve, and looked at him pitifully, "Big man."

Su Luo reached out and pinched his nose, "You!"

"Hello!" Ye Minghui walked to Zhang Nan's seat during the class break again, and called Zhang Nan who was chatting with a group of girls.

He turned his head and saw that it was Ye Minghui calling him, frowned slightly, said something to the group of girls and walked over, looked at Ye Minghui a little coldly, "Is there something wrong?" He was still very angry about what happened last time. I bought that CD and traveled halfway across the city.

"Eh..." Ye Minghui hesitated how to speak.

"I told you that if you don't want it, just throw it away and don't bring it back to me!" Thinking that he was here to return the CD, Zhang Nan couldn't help but get even angrier, and shouted loudly.

"Student Zhang Nan, do you always like to guess other people's intentions so much?" Ye Minghui looked coldly at Zhang Nan who was in a violent state in front of him.

"En?" Zhang Nan opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Minghui in confusion.

"I'm just here to tell you that the CD is very good, thank you." He said in the same cool tone, "However, it seems that I was superfluous." He glanced at Zhang Nan mockingly, "Then you You probably don’t need it anymore.” He took out an iron violin-like art pen holder from his schoolbag, “If you don’t want it, you can deal with it.” Then he put the pen holder on the table beside him, turned and left .

Zhang Nan looked at the exquisitely crafted pen holder on the table, looked at the back of the man who was going away, and rumpled his hair anxiously, with a frustrated expression on his face...