Poor little in the Shura field

When Xue Yu was by her side, she was still carefully recalling the situation in her dormitory.

For example, did you throw your clothes...

For example, are there any illegal supplies...

He was thinking about all sorts of things, so when he stopped, his head was still a little turned around, his body was tilted down, and he said, "I want to take off my clothes to see the dormitory?"

Zhou Sheng pressed down the flashlight, he looked at Xue Yu, his eyes were like deep pools of water, and he spoke softly.

"I never said I wanted to see your dormitory."

Xueyu was confused: "Then what are you looking at?"

He didn't think about it in other directions, after all, Zhou Chang's appearance was said to belong to the upright and dignified category, which was closely related to frivolity.

In addition, he had misunderstood Zhou Sheng's evil spirit before, so it was inevitable that he would think of Zhou Sheng on the basis of guilt.

But he didn't expect Zhou Sheng to turn around and ask him, "What do you think you can see when you take off your clothes?"

Xue Yu opened her lips slightly in a daze, and saw Zhou Sheng, whom he had dubbed a good man, tapped somewhere on him through his clothes with his fingertips, mouthing two words in a straightforward and vulgar way.

Xue Yu's eyelashes curled up.

Zhou Sheng looked at his face, as if he was afraid that he would still understand, this time he made a subtle mouth shape again, and said directly: "I want to see your..."

Before that word came out, Xue Yu raised her hand to cover Zhou Sheng's mouth.

His ears were blushing with shame, his arms trembled a little, and if the light of the flashlight shined a little higher, he could see the disbelief in those eyes.

"Are you sick?" Xue Yu put on a good face again, even afraid that the housekeeper would deduct his points, her face was full of lively embarrassment: "My man, what's so good about him?"

Xue Yu knows how to curse dirty, and also uses tricks of revenge, so he puts great efforts to cover Zhou Sheng, as a warning to Zhou Sheng's choice of words.

Originally planned to wait for Zhou Sheng to show a bearable expression before letting go, but Xue Yu waited and waited, only waiting for the rapid breathing in his palm.

Zhou Sheng's eyes were narrowed, and the upper half of his face looked as if he was smelling him.

Xue Yu was shocked by Zhou Sheng's brazenness, and immediately withdrew his hand. When he lowered his head to check whether his hands were dirty, Zhou Sheng closed his eyes slightly, and answered him: "Why can men see?"

Xue Yu's clear eyes showed slight annoyance, and she wanted to tell him the reason why, but she opened her mouth and found words again.

After all, the original owner's persona is a country bumpkin who likes boys. In his perception, it's completely strange for men to look at men.

Xue Yu's fingers clenched tightly, pinching her palm so white that she didn't feel it, she retorted, and simply whispered: "Don't you have one? It's up to you."

"Yes, but yours is the same as mine." Zhou Sheng's face was fresh, as if he realized how appropriate his request was: "You let me see what you said that day, count now?"

Xue Yudong ignored that sentence, and was so annoyed that his brain was dizzy: "How did I know you wanted to see this that day. Besides, I just looked at what was in your bag. If you had asked earlier, I would have read it too."

What's the difference between this and looking at the things on the stall and asking the stall owner to force you to charge?

Zhou Sheng's facial expression rarely changed, from the beginning to the present, it has always been a cold face, but Xue Yu could see regret on his face, he said: "You can see."

Xue Yu choked, it was appropriate to answer, and it was appropriate to answer, the most: "... yes."

At the beginning, he was a pleasant and well-distributed student, but now that he showed his true nature, he continued to be a guest, forbearingly pursing his slightly wet lips, his soft voice showing a little resistance.

But Zhou Sheng was still calm, knowing that it was difficult to retreat: "Take off your clothes, just take a look?"

Xue Yu's slightly drooping eyes turned red when she heard his words: "I want to close the door."

Instead of being happy because of his regress, it added fuel to the fire.

Xue Yu didn't expect Zhou Sheng to be as serious as he imagined, and even to the point of profligacy.

People can look good, he can count on Zhou Sheng to understand thoroughly.

Just as he touched the doorknob and was about to hide Zhou Sheng from the door, the familiar muffled sound came to his ears again, bone lulu, bone lulu, the movement of human bones rolling over the steps under the pressure of skin and flesh.

Xue Yu's thin back trembled, and the anger in her eyes instantly melted into water, as if frightened.

Before being pulled into the small world, Xue Yu was very timid and afraid of the dark, and always participated in activities like secret rooms and haunted houses, because in closed and dark spaces, it is most likely to have random thoughts and accidents.

And the murderer in the movie likes to pick such an environment the most.

"Did you hear that?" Frightened, Xue Yu was so hostile to Zhou Sheng, her expression softened again.

Zhou Sheng raised the flashlight and shone it on the place Xue Yu was looking at. He said in a calm voice, "What did you hear? I was just staring at your collar."

Xue Yu's slender fingers were drawing blank strokes, trying to describe it to him: "It's like the sound of someone rolling down the stairs, didn't you hear it? It just rang for a few seconds."

Thanks to the terrifying voice, Xue Yu moved to block Zhou Sheng's ear-splitting content.

The place illuminated by the flashlight was empty, Zhou Sheng withdrew his gaze, and said "no" calmly.

But Xue Yu did hear it, only he heard it, Lu Dou also heard it, so he went out, he poked the back of Zhou Sheng's hand in a measured way: "Su Guan, go and see."

Zhou Sheng: "..."

The dormitory manager gave a clear and thin sound, as if asking him to fulfill his obligation, to see if there was anything endangering the safety of the students at the stairs.

And the person who asked him to take the risk stood on the door frame with peace of mind, poked him again while he was watching, and secretly urged him.

Zhou Sheng allowed Xue Yu to poke him a few times with personal hatred in his eyes, and looked at him intently with two spoonfuls of ink-like eyes, and hurriedly asked: "I'll be able to see your n..."

Xue Yu's hand by the door quickly covered Zhou Sheng's mouth, even though there were only the two of them in a corridor, his heartbeat soared as if he was afraid that anyone would hear him: "Can you say that!"

The word that only had time to utter a single sound was stuffy in Xiangruan's palm.

His hands are big enough to cover half of his face.

Zhou Sheng didn't even move his eyelids, and when Xue Yu felt that it was safe to withdraw his hand, he seemed to understand, and asked with his thin lips freely opened: "What can I say? I can see you..."

The hand that hadn't reached his leg yet was about to suffocate him, Xue Yu raised her misty eyes slightly, bit off the red flesh in her mouth, and said with difficulty: "Zhou Sheng, did you mean mine?"

He can speak well to a student who is several years younger than him.

Seeing that it made people anxious, Zhou Sheng stretched out his hand to wrap around Xue Yu's wrist, gently pulled it down, and said: "No, I'll go and see now."

Seeing that he finally looks like a human being, Xue Yu relaxed her frowning brows by mentioning what should be mentioned again.

Zhou Sheng seemed afraid of ghosts and the dark, so he walked to the stairs with a flashlight and returned to Xueyu's dormitory in a few minutes.

"Nothing, don't think too much." This is the result of his investigation.

Xue Yu pursed her lower lip in doubt.

If it's wrong, why did Lu Dou go for so long?

He hesitated, twisting his weak fingers, and whispered to Zhou Sheng: "Then I should make a fuss."

Zhou Sheng looked down at him: "Well, go to bed early."

Zhou Sheng left, Xue Yu closed the door, sat in the dormitory and waited for Lu Dou.

As time passed, he sat for the third time and wanted to go out to find someone, but before he could take any action, Lu Dou suddenly came back from outside.

The tall boy's broad chest heaved slightly because of the running, and the clothes on his waist and abdomen were soaked in sweat and became dry and wet. Lu Dou adjusted his breathing and looked at Xue Yu inside the room.

Xue Yu was wearing fluffy and fluffy pajamas, took out a piece of clean paper and walked forward, with worried eyes and asked: "What happened?"

……

pat, pat.

Zhou Sheng was the only one walking around in the few floors, his facial features were soaked in the dim light, and he looked a little strange.

He went all the way down until he reached the first floor.

The place where the dormitory supervisor rests is on the left, but Zhou Sheng goes the other way.

He opened the curtain of the staff bathroom, and walked to the last room with a strong purpose.

In the narrow and dark toilet cubicle, a man in light black clothes slanted over, put out the cigarette pestle between his fingers on the partition, and asked aloud, "Why is it so late?"

Zhou Sheng stared at him, and answered him flatly: "You're making too much noise today, I hear you."

The man frowned at his responsibility, the pupils in his eye sockets were full of cruelty, and hummed: "That brat was able to resist, and it took a little effort to stab him to death. Who knows that he didn't die completely when he was tied up, so he struggled and rolled down the stairs. .”

"It's okay if someone heard it, but I didn't see it."

Zhou Sheng agreed with his rough behavior, and his jaw was sharp in the moonlight: "You should be lucky that only one person heard it. If the whole floor heard it, how can you pick a hundred?"

"Okay, I'll be more careful next time." Hearing the preaching, the man prevaricated irritably, and asked again: "So why are you running up all day when you treat yourself as the boss?"

Zhou Sheng pursed his lips and looked at him quietly like a dead man.

Obviously intend to extend the meaning of this question.

This is normal, the man is used to it, Zhou Sheng has never been in front of him, at most, when something happens, he is promoted from a dumb to a dumb who miraculously pops out a few sentences.

The man lacked interest, and handed him the body bag that was dripping with blood and flesh, and his voice was full of sleepiness: "You deal with it, I'll go back to bed."

Zhou Sheng took the body bag and turned to leave the bathroom.

He didn't go back to the staff dormitory, but went out to the dormitory building. Knowing it was intentional, every way he walked, he cleverly avoided teams of police patrolling overnight.

The last destination was a small bush, and the moment he appeared, a sleek black dog jumped out.

Zhou Sheng squatted down, his gaze was indifferent and cold, and the movement of stroking the dog's back was strangely gentle.

He opened the body bag.

The black dog bared its teeth and jumped into the bag to eat.

Zhou Sheng watched for a few seconds how the inhuman hungry dog ​​ate meat, and returned to the dormitory with a blank expression.

He washed his hands repeatedly with soap locusts as usual, until the backs of his hands turned red and tingled unbearably. Then Zhou Sheng turned off the tap and lay down on the bed.

He thought of Xue Yu.

All he could think of was that he still dreamed about it that night.

Dreaming that Xue Yu, who was very small but very tactile, was talking to him.

Meng Xueyu covered his mouth.

Mengmeng Xueyu glared at him with a red face.

She also dreamed that he was lying on Xue Yu's belly, tsk-tsk loudly.