Paintings of Terror

#first sketch

Written on a napkin with no pattern or decoration but with a flexible texture, the lines of the ballpoint pen roughly outline the scene of a living street corner. The lines are as simple as cartoons, but they vividly capture the busyness of the breakfast stall owner. Even the deep-fried fried dough sticks are particularly lively, especially the figure of a tall buyer at the food stall, carrying breakfast in one hand, and paying by scanning the QR code with the other hand, the creases of the sweatpants are natural As for the calmness, the sneakers and the posture of the feet, it is inexplicable to feel that this is a person with exceptionally developed athletic cells. If this person walks, he must look like a tiger.

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The sky is bright.

Ke Xun was walking in a familiar neighborhood with the fritters he just bought. He subconsciously looked at the window on the 13th floor of the neighbor upstairs. It was polished extra brightly, and a pair of window grilles with big red happy characters were pasted up. The lazy people are actually married.

Ke Xun couldn't help smiling, looking at a happy Teddy running towards him, he stretched out his legs to give him a "slap": "I don't have time to talk to you, my fritters won't be crispy soon .”

The sun was shining on the top of his hair, it was warm, and there was the unique smell of fried dough sticks in his nostrils. Ke Xun was infatuated with this real and down-to-earth world, so he quickened his pace, and Mu Yiran should also wake up by now.

Mu Yiran did indeed wake up. The phone rang twice before Mu Yiran picked it up. It was a WeChat video call. Mu Yiran was not used to "face-to-face" with Weidong early in the morning, so he turned the phone away from himself, casually Put it in a corner, talking to the other party: "He bought it early, probably didn't hear... Come over to make dumplings at noon? Okay."

"Wu You came to Z City the day before yesterday. Yesterday, Fang Fei, Gu Qingqing, and my mother went to the suburbs to dig wild vegetables. Let's eat shepherd's purse and fresh meat today?" Wei Dong continued, "Daddy Dude, can you give me a good face? It’s okay to give me a toe, your camera is aimed at an air conditioner, I always feel like I’m talking to an air conditioner NPC..."

The camera turned, from the air conditioner to the window.

"Okay, now it's time to talk to the Luluo NPC... I looked at the camera and I seemed to see a mask of a doraemon... Are you two playing mask temptation? Even the doraemon is too... the face is too big. "

"...Okay, come over to make dumplings at ten o'clock, goodbye."

Mu Yiran hung up the phone, looking at the "Doraemon" mask on the window sill that Ke Xun specially bought for his own science popularization, the cat with blue skin and round face, it is said that endless treasures can be drawn out of his pocket.

Mask temptation?What are you thinking.

#Second sketch

Draw on the back of a postcard with a marker pen, the rough coconut trees, a thick line of the bay separates the beach from the sea, some black dots probably want to express characters, some are playing in the sea, and some are in the sea. Sunbathing on the beach.

Soon, some light watercolors rendered the colors, the coconut trees were somewhat tragic and green, the sea water was a translucent gradient color from baby blue to sapphire blue, the beach was camel white and ocher in uneven shades, and the characters were still Lovely black dots.

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"It's good to just stay like this." Luo Kuo said.

"Don't think about anything, don't do anything, just stay here and enjoy the sunshine of the low-dimensional world." Weidong said.

The two of them were lying lazily on the beach at the moment, Luo Yan closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun on his eyelids: "My current visual color is Givenchy 304 painted all over."

"I may be more energetic than you." Wei Dong turned over with his eyes closed, letting the sun shine on his sand-stained left half of his body. "The cliff I saw was Lancôme Ultimate Matte Series 196."

"Brother Dong, I highly suspect that you secretly gave Sister Fafa a 196."

"I don't dare to send..."

"Brother Dong, we are people who look down on life and death..."

"Don't count me in, I am very willing to live in a low-dimensional world."

Luo Wei: ...

With his eyes closed, Wei Dong touched the sunglasses next to him, and was about to put them on to look for the girls who were taking pictures endlessly by the beach, but when he opened his eyes, he found that there were four more legs next to the four legs of himself and radish.

Wei Dong didn't even raise his head. Judging from the distribution of leg hair and the development of muscles, these were two men, and they should be two energetic young men.

Public beaches do not have a cleared territory like parking spaces, and whoever lies there counts.

Wei Dong picked up the unfinished coconut juice and clinked a glass with the big half coconut in Luo Kuo's hand: "Those people are so energetic, I just want to lie down and drink cold drinks; lie down and bask in the sun; Lie down and eat seafood."

"I saw them when I was eating seafood." It was Xiao Xianrou who was sitting next to him who spoke, let's call him Xiao Xianrou H for the time being.

The little fresh meat R over there: "It's useless if you look unilaterally, they are not like-minded people at all."

"Look at that man's strength, I think so." Xiao Xianrou H was very sure.

"That one is too well-dressed, I thought you were talking about another boring one."

Luo Kuo squinted his eyes and looked in the direction the little fresh meats were pointing at. Then he saw Mr. Shao standing by the beach and making a pose, and Zhu Haowen sitting cross-legged on an air cushion and playing games with his head bowed.

Luo Kuo was about to whisper to Wei Dong about this, but found that his head started to follow the beauties in swimsuits on the beach again.

"Look at those beauties, they happened to pass by them." Xiao Xianrou H thought this was the best way to verify gay and non-gay.

"There are also a few handsome guys who happened to pass by them." Xiaoxianrou R thinks this is the best way to verify GAY and non-GAY.

After observing from multiple angles, the two little fresh meats came to the final conclusion: these two people, one is the legendary insulator, and the other is the legendary two-dominated person.

The two left disappointed.

Wei Dong, who was wearing sunglasses, spread his hands: "I thought GAYs were very observant. It seems I was wrong."

"Because you met my brother and my brother-in-law, two of the strongest double gays in history."

"Yeah, the two heroes of the Rakshasa wandering on the edge of the dimension." Wei Dong drank the coconut juice, and saw four people in diving suits and duck webs rushing towards him.

"Isn't it, Fafa, you're telling me that Sister Cen is diving with you?" Wei Dong sat up and looked at one of the people who was preparing for the activities.

Fang Fei gave Wei Dong a cold look: "Bia is called Wa."

Yue Cen smiled at Weidong through the diving goggles: "My leg has healed, and I was also a diving enthusiast before."

Wu You said mysteriously: "Just now I saw some strange shadow-like things on the bottom of the sea, we plan to go down and have a look."

After hearing this, Wei Dong and Luo Kuo didn't realize that their expressions became serious, and they said in unison: "Don't go."

Wei Dong added: "The rest of our lives are not suitable for taking risks."

Luo Wei: "What if there is an art museum under the sea?! Bia!!"

Fang Fei, Wu You, Yue Cen, Gu Qingqing: ...

#Third sketch

This is a page in the sketchbook, which is full of tombstones near and far. The unique shadow of pencil drawing makes these tombstones extraordinarily real, cold and solemn.

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Qin Ci put a bouquet of white roses in front of the tombstone, and the tombstone adjacent to this tombstone was also filled with white roses.

Li Yaqing wrote on Weibo that her favorite flower is white roses, and it is best to use white roses as the main flower material in the fantasy wedding.

Qin Ci's gaze stayed on the tombstone in front of him: Luo Wei's tomb.

Ke Xun stood beside Qin Ci, poured a glass of wine and put it in front of the tombstone: "My buddy, it's over. You said last time that we'll get drunk together after we're done."

Qin Ci sighed softly, and slowly squatted down like Ke Xun, with a gentle tone, as if reminiscing with an old friend: "Mother Luo is fine, she lives in the nursing home next to our hospital, recently she has become obsessed with playing mahjong , I play well and always win. Sometimes she thinks that I am Luo Wei, saying that being a doctor is good, and I can treat family members; sometimes she thinks that Ke Xun is Luo Wei, and thinks that he should not go with men behind Yaqing’s back Sometimes I think Haowen is Luo Wei, and I always feel that he plays too much with his mobile phone, and his eyes can't bear it... Anyway, we are all Luo Wei, living in this world for you, but you live in the painting for us... "

Zhu Haowen came over and patted Qin Ci on the back: "Luo Wei, I am laughing at you. Doctor Qin rarely drinks alcohol, and he gets drunk when he touches it."

Zhu Haowen didn't say the following words, but said in his heart: Dude, do you still remember the Yohji Yamamoto we talked about that night?Whether it is the 'self' or the 'self' he said, I think we all understand and find it.

Mu Yiran walked at the end, put the white rose in his hand in front of the tomb, and looked at the photo on the tombstone. It was a photo of Luo Wei when he was a student, with a crew cut, and his brows were bright and transparent.

Wei Dong asked Ke Xun softly: "We have seen Grandpa Li Taiyong, Luo Wei and Ya Qing, where are we going next?"

Ke Xun: "Go and see Zhao Yanbao and Chi Lei first, and I have already managed to find out the cemeteries of Mai Peng, Du Lingyu, and Lu Heng. Fang Fei and the others have already gone to that city today, and we will go there tomorrow."

It was noon at this time, but the sky was overcast, covered with leaden clouds, as if it was bound to rain happily.