I have a Secret

Several teenagers were taken to the police station to record statements.

When Huang Dan came out, Chen Shi was already squatting on the steps of the door. He walked over and saw that the other party was holding a cigarette between his hands. His fingers were not as slender as Xia Wei's, but they were very slender, with well-defined joints, which looked like a painting Hand, turn it over to look at the palm, but it is a hand doing farm work.

Perhaps it should be said that I was born to draw with a brush, but because of the family environment and the pressure of life, I took a sickle and a hoe before I picked up a pen.

Neither of them spoke.

Chen Shi was more shocked, while Huang Dan was confused.

If Xia Wei didn't commit suicide, but homicide, Huang Dan would definitely drag along this line, thinking that Lin Mao would be the next one to have an accident, because neither of their head paintings had faces on them.

This is the only similarity.

But the police have confirmed that it was Xia Wei who killed herself. The other end of this line is empty, and it loses its meaning all at once.

wrong.

Huang Dan's eyelids twitched. The place he is in is Supernatural District 120. Mr. Lu, the governor of this district, said that there are more ghosts than people here, and he cannot think according to normal logic.

Assuming that Xia Wei's death was related to ghosts, it is easy to create a scene of her suicide without being seen by the police.

After all, at certain times, humans cannot fight ghosts.

Huang Dan's heart beat a little fast. At this moment, he couldn't help but want to find evidence to make the hypothesis in his heart valid.

If it is really a ghost, there is a reason for the other party to kill. Everything in this world has cause and effect in it.

Huang Dan is willing to believe this, Xia Wei's death is not that simple, it may be a signal, a beginning, it will not end like this.

His eyes opened suddenly, could it be...

The original owner of this body claimed that Shu Ran was the first to be killed?

There was a popping sound in his ear, and Huang Dan gathered his spreading thoughts in an instant. He lowered his eyes and saw the boy lit another cigarette, and started smoking in a muffled voice.

Chen Shi noticed the gaze above his head, but didn't respond.

Huang Dan didn't say anything, just squatted down, eyes level with him, breathing in the second-hand smoke.

After a while, Lin Mao and Shen Liang came out one after another. Their expressions were very bad, and they all kept silent.

The four teenagers were using silence to digest what happened this morning. A good person would stab the main artery in his neck with scissors and drain all the blood in his body. It felt very unreal.

Chen Shi stood up and said hoarsely, "Are you going to the studio?"

Shen Liang said, "I'm going to the studio."

Lin Mao was in a trance, "I... I'm not in the mood to draw, so I won't go."

He turned his head to look at Huang Dan, and said in a pleading tone, "Shu Ran, please accompany me, my mind is in a mess, and I want someone to talk to with me."

Huang Dan said, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

Chen Shi glanced at the boy from the corner of his eye, and it was almost impossible to find out.

Huang Dan caught the gaze cast at that moment, but he didn't care, and let him go.

The four of them walked towards the bus stop, and Lin Mao in front squatted down as he walked, choked up and said, "Xiao Wei is dead."

These words were like a sharp knife, cutting through the oppressive atmosphere.

Lin Mao squatted on the ground and wailed loudly. First, his classmate and friend died suddenly, and then he was taken into a police car under the strange eyes of others. Problems followed one after another, and he turned over his life in high school. He was in a daze. After a while, I finally collapsed, and those few words were repeated in my mouth.

"Dead... she died..."

Looking sideways, stopping, there are more and more passers-by watching, wondering why a boy is crying like that, and there are three others, why do they all look like they are going to a funeral?

Shen Liang told Lin Mao to get up. He always pretended to be gentle in front of people, but now he swears, with a gloomy face, "Lin Mao, if you want to cry, find a place to hide and cry, don't fuck shame on the street."

Lin Mao cried so hard that his whole body was shaking.

Seeing that Shen Liang was about to scold again, Chen Shi frowned and said, "Okay, what's the use of saying this, Lin Mao is like this now, he can't listen to it at all."

Shen Liang's tone was cold, "Then what should we do? Just let him cry like this?"

Chen Shi was smoking a cigarette, the expression on his face was hidden in the smoke, only the voice pierced through, and he couldn't hear the emotion, "My friend is gone, it's normal to be sad."

Shen Liang twisted his face, "What do you mean by that? Is it impersonal? Don't you care about Xia Wei's death? I should be like Lin Mao, squatting on the road like an idiot. crying?"

Chen Shi puffed out his mouth and nose, "I didn't say that."

Shen Liang sneered, "Don't dare to admit it, Chen Shi, you are not very good."

Huang Dan secretly looked at the boy next to him, he was much stronger than Shen Liang, no matter if he quarreled or fought, he would not suffer, and he would stand by the other side.

Chen Shi didn't get angry, he flicked the cigarette ash, raised his half-closed eyelids, "No, Shen Liang, what do you want?"

Such a slight change made Shen Liang's facial muscles tremble. He took a deep breath and returned to his usual hypocrisy. "Xia Wei is dead. The police said she committed suicide. What does it mean? It means that this is herself." No one is forcing her, let alone causing any harm to her, she was happy when she left, why should we make it so hard?"

Huang Dan's eyes flickered, and to be honest, he was not surprised that these words came from Shen Liang's mouth.

Shen Liang is not suitable to be friends.

Chen Shi ignored Shen Liang, he crushed the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, then bent over to pull Lin Mao, "Go back."

Lin Mao was crying and talking to himself, with snot and tears all over his face.

After walking for a while, Huang Dan looked back and found that Shen Liang didn't follow and left by himself.

When he arrived at the residence, Lin Mao was in a better mood. He sat on the bed and sobbed, "Chen Shi, did the police ask you about Xiao Wei's family?"

Chen Shi played with the lighter, "I asked."

Lin Mao stood up when he heard it, "Then what did you say? You know where Xiaowei's home is, and her parents..."

Chen Shi interrupted him, "I don't know."

Lin Mao's red eyes were wide open, he opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to make a sound, "You you you...you don't know?"

"Impossible, you are her master, she still likes you, surely she won't hide anything from you?"

Chen Shi clicked on the lighter, and slid his fingers across the cluster of flames, "Nothing is impossible, I really don't know anything, maybe Shen Liang knows?"

Lin Mao shook his head strangely, "I asked him, he is the same as you and me, we don't know anything about Xiaowei's family."

Chen Shi said, "You guys have known her longer than me, I thought you knew her well."

Lin Mao said that he didn't know at all, "Xiaowei's parents never showed up at school, and she didn't mention her family situation in front of us, nor did she invite us to her home."

Chen Shi closed the lid of the lighter, "Okay, I'll go first."

Lin Mao stopped him, "Where are you going? When are you going back? Something happened to Xiao Wei, so you have to send her off for the last time."

Chen Shi walked outside, "I'll pay the phone bill, and then call home to see if I can go back to school two days later."

When he passed the door, he glanced at the young man leaning against the threshold, "Rang Rang."

Huang Dan didn't move, "You said you came to attend the ceremony."

Chen Shi didn't hear clearly for a moment, "What?"

Huang Dan said, "You also said that you brought a black suit for the funeral."

Chen Shi heard it clearly, and his face was expressionless, "So?"

Huang Dan pursed his lips, "I just think that you came here by car from the county town to attend the funeral, brought clothes, and Xia Wei died, all of this just happened to happen, didn't it?"

Chen Shi frowned.

Hearing this, Lin Mao in the room shouted unbearably, "Fuck, what are you guys doing, why are you acting so weird all of a sudden?"

The two people at the door looked at each other, and the atmosphere was not good.

Lin Mao hurried over and said, "Chen Shi, Shu Ran's mind was messed up when Xiao Wei happened. He just said it casually, without any other meaning."

Chen Shi grabbed Huang Dan's arm, pulled him away vigorously, and walked down the stairs without looking back.

Huang Dan slammed into the door at that moment, and there was a thud on the back of his head. He took a breath in pain, and tears fell on the spot.

Lin Mao shook his head, went to get the roll of toilet paper that he had dragged and handed it over, "You cry after I cry, hey, we are indeed roommates, good buddies."

Huang Dan leaned against the door frame and cried, and Lin Mao's voice sounded in his ears. He looked with tears in his eyes, and saw the other party facing the void and said, "Xiao Wei, you have also seen that Shu Ran and I are very fragile. If you have something Before the matter is done, go to Shen Liang and Chen Shi, their mentality is better than ours, and they can handle things for you."

"..."

Huang Dan thought to himself, this person probably doesn't know that this is the weirdest thing about him.

Lin Mao went to look at the cups and water bottles, there was no water anywhere, and he didn't have the heart to light the stove at the moment, he sat down on the chair, propped up his hands and scratched his hair, his nails scratched his scalp so painfully, "Shu Ran , Don't you think it's strange, the few of us have never asked about Xiao Wei's family."

Huang Dan said hoarsely, "Why didn't you ask?"

There was confusion in Lin Mao's tone, "I thought I had asked, and I knew it, but I didn't expect that I remembered it wrong, and I didn't know anything."

Huang Dan was thoughtful.

Lin Mao lay on the table, scratching the table with his fingers, "I really don't understand, how could Xiao Wei commit suicide? Shu Ran, why did she commit suicide? There is no reason, the more I think about it It feels more intrusive."

"Yesterday, I was very happy before we parted. I said I had to get up early today and go to the Temple of the City God to buy clothes. I didn't think about it and killed myself. What happened at night? It can make a person who is full of expectations for tomorrow give up. tomorrow?"

He sat up straight, facing the yellow sheet sideways, "Xiao Wei and I are in the same class. She is usually very beautiful. She looks in the mirror in class and in the mirror after class. Even on the road, she will look for places to look. How could I, such a person, do this to me..."

Huang Dan knew what Lin Mao had left behind.

If it is a person who loves beauty, even if he kills himself, he will try his best to let himself go as decently and beautifully as possible, but the scene when Xia Wei died was too bloody and ugly, not that kind of person would do it out of choice.

That is normal reasoning.

Huang Dan doesn't think so much now, so he doesn't find it strange.

Lin Mao wiped his face and said with a trembling voice, "No, my head hurts so much, I need to sleep for a while, Shu Ran, don't go, don't go, or I'll pee in fright."

Huang Dan was speechless.

Lin Mao didn't take off his clothes, just kicked off his shoes and lay down on the bed, "Shu Ran, close the window."

Huang Dan sniffed, "Turning off the air is not good."

Lin Mao showed half of his hedgehog head, "It's just a psychological effect, please close it, otherwise I will always feel that there is a wind blowing in, and it will be chilly."

Huang Danxin said, you are the psychological effect.

I don't know if Lin Mao's sleeping posture is not good. His snoring is very loud, and he feels that his breathing is not smooth.

Huang Dan went to the bed and pulled down the quilt on Lin Mao's body, and found that he was lying on his back and sleeping, with his hands still firmly on his chest, so it was no wonder that he was not smooth when he was pressing on his heart.

"Lin Mao."

Huang Dan yelled, but the sleeping person didn't respond, he yelled again, the volume was turned up a bit, but the person still didn't wake up.

Just when Huang Dan was about to call out for the third time, the sound of the guitar came from the next door. It was the weak girl in the heart of the college student who ran out, using the melody provoked by the guitar to hurt the spring and sorrow.

Huang Dan looked again, and found that Lin Mao had already turned his body sideways, breathing evenly.

He picked up the somewhat dirty cat alarm clock on the table to check the time, it was almost 10:30, the sun outside was bright and not too hot, it was a suitable weather for going out and playing, but the trip to Town God's Temple ended with Xia Wei's death .

After thinking about it, Huang Dan asked in his heart, "Mr. Lu, where will people in this district go when they die?"

System, "Go where you need to go."

Huang Dan asked again, "Then where will Xia Wei go?"

System, "Yellow Host."

Huang Dan, "Mr. Lu, I'm here."

The system said, "The answer has already been given to you, please don't do this unnecessary thing in the future, don't waste your time and mine."

Huang Dan, "Oh."

He pulled out the chair and sat down, resting his hands on his lap, "Can I see Xia Wei again? I have some questions to ask her."

System, "You turn back now."

Huang Dan followed suit, thinking that he could see Xia Wei with bloody palm prints on his face, or Xia Wei with no skin, but there was neither, "She's not behind me."

System, "Yes, she's not here."

Yellow list, "..."

System, "Although this is District 102, there are more ghosts than people, but not everyone can see it casually, otherwise this district would have collapsed long ago."

Huang Dan said, "Understood, bye Mr. Lu."

He propped his forehead, feeling that he could not count on Mr. Lu for this task, and that the other party would never help him. Fortunately, there were a lot of stocks in the fly cabinet, so there was one less thing to worry about.

Lin Mao has been falling asleep, and the sound of the guitar next door has also continued. From folk songs to rock, and then to pop, the college student will not stop for a while.

Shen Liang on the other side has not returned from the studio yet.

Huang Dan opened the door and went out, walked straight along the aisle, left the college student's room behind, turned a corner and stood at the door of Xia Wei's room. When the police took them away, the door was still open. It should be locked.

Just when Huang Danyu was about to turn around and leave, he heard a slight sound coming from the door.

Xia Wei is back?

Huang Dan's Adam's apple rolled a few times, he stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, and before pushing it in, the door opened. It wasn't Xia Wei who opened the door for him, it was Chen Shi who was supposed to leave but unexpectedly appeared in the room .

"What are you doing here?"

"Didn't you go away?"

The two of them spoke almost at the same time. They asked the other party immediately to get a favorable situation for themselves. After all, they needed a reasonable explanation for appearing in this place, otherwise they would feel that there was a ghost in their hearts.

Huang Dan answered first, "Lin Mao is still asleep. I have nothing to do, so I went out for a walk, but I came here unknowingly."

Chen Shi was smoking a cigarette, "Really?"

Huang Dan said, "Do you have the key to Xia Wei's room?"

Chen Shi narrowed his eyes, "Why, the suspicion is on me?"

Huang Dan said no, "I heard that Xia Wei has other thoughts about you, you are in her room, maybe she will come out to see you."

Chen Shi's complexion turned blue and then black, "Fuck, you're ruthless."

Huang Dan looked at the tall boy strangely, "Since you are afraid, why did you come here?"

Chen Shi squeezed the cigarette away, and let out a long puff of smoke ring, "If I said, I paid the phone bill to find you for lunch, and then I came here unknowingly just like you, would you believe me?"

Huang Dan said, "I believe it."

Chen Shi's action of smoking a cigarette stopped, this kind of trust gave him inexplicable, but he didn't hate it, it was much more comfortable than peeking at his butt in the Internet cafe the night before yesterday.

After coughing twice, Chen Shi answered his previous question, "The door is not locked."

Huang Dan was taken aback. Did the police think that Xia Wei committed suicide, so they didn't plan to keep the crime scene?

He extended his gaze to the inside, everything was as Xia Wei was found when he died, the color of blood was in his vision, and the smell of blood was in the air, but there was a corpse missing on the bed, now in the morgue, waiting The family accepted it.

"Not leaving yet?"

The voice in his ear tugged Huang Dan's nerve endings, and he caught a glimpse of the wardrobe at the end of the bed.

Chen Shi saw the boy walk past him to the closet, he frowned, and followed.

The wardrobe was made of wood, and it was placed at the end of the bed, just stuck in that space. There was a whole rectangular mirror in front of it. Lying on the bed, I could see my face in the mirror.

Huang Dan stood in the mirror and looked back. He could imagine that Xia Wei was sitting on the bedside every night, combing her hair in front of the mirror with a comb in her hand, even when she got up in the morning.

There was a figure in the mirror, standing behind Huang Shandan.

Huang Dan looked at that face through the mirror, with a maturity and danger that did not match his age, "Have you opened the closet and looked at it?"

Chen Shi raised his eyelids, "No."

Before Huang Dan's hand touched the sliding door of the closet, a big hand grabbed it, and the boy asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

He didn't break free, "Look."

Chen Shi sneered, "There are girls' clothes inside, you want to see too? You don't even want your face?"

Huang Dan said, "If you don't have a face, you may die. I can't be shameless."

Chen Shi didn't seem to hear, "What did you say?"

Huang Dan shook his head, "Nothing."

He broke free suddenly, and opened the closet door the next moment, Chen Shi didn't guard against it.

Some girls are as beautiful as they go out, they are as beautiful as they want, they are proper goddesses, when they go home and close the door, they are as sloppy as they are, it is impossible to see them at all.

Xia Wei is this kind of girl.

There are all kinds of clothes and pants in the closet. At a glance, there is no duplicate. I don’t know if it is a brand name. The styles are all good. They are all messed up together, like a garbage dump, which may pop out at any time A cockroach, or a mouse, of course, is more likely to die.

There was only one dark gray dress hanging inside, with a silk scarf tied around the hanger and tied with a bow. Not only that, but also a pair of black stockings underneath, which was obviously well-matched and could be put on directly.

The skirt was in a pile of messy clothes, and it was a little weird.

Huang Dan guessed that this was the dress Xia Wei was going to wear.

Huang Dan was taken aback by the sudden thud. He watched Chen Shi slam the closet door shut, and then ordered him to go out.

Huang Dan remained motionless, "Aren't you surprised?"

He observed the boy in front of him calmly, his height was flawed, and he had to raise his head when he spoke, "Xia Wei has already prepared the clothes to wear today, she can't wait to go to the Town God's Temple, how could she kill herself?" ? This is so contradictory."

Chen Shi put his hands in his pockets, "Zhang Shuran, have you told the police about these things?"

Huang Dan shook his head.

Chen Shi snorted, "Why didn't you say it? Since you think it's strange, go tell the police and let professional personnel investigate."

Huang Dan said, "The police have already checked."

Chen Shi looked down at the past condescendingly, "Then why are you still here?"

"I think Xia Wei will understand better."

Huang Dan lowered his voice, "Have you heard of it? If a person dies with resentment, the ghost will stay in the world. If he can't find justice, he will take revenge by himself. Will go to reincarnation."

Chen Shi seemed to hear a joke, "What are you talking about?"

Huang Dan suddenly looked behind Chen Shi.

Chen Shi's back felt cold, and he turned his head stiffly. There was nothing, and he turned his head back the next second, "Damn it, did you do it on purpose?"

Huang Dan pointed, "Who is that?"

Chen Shi turned his head again, only then did he realize that the boy was looking at the painting on the wall behind him.

Xia Wei posted a lot of sketch gouache in this room, some were copied, and some were sketched. There was not a single still life in the sketches, all of them were figures, most of them were human heads, and some were half-lengths. The only full-body one was pasted near the head of the bed. .

A large amount of blood was sprayed on the wall, and some paintings were splashed with blood, which looked a little gloomy, and the only full-body painting was of a girl.

That is Xia Wei.

To be exact, it's not the current Xia Wei, but the former Xia Wei, who looks younger, about fourteen or fifteen years old.

In the painting, Xia Wei is wearing a skirt and a pair of leather shoes. Her long hair hangs down on her shoulders, and she holds a toy long-eared rabbit in her arms. She looks like a little princess, but there is a small spot of blood in the middle of her face. Like the mark pressed by the palm, the color is no longer bright red, but it can still make people creepy.

It may be that Xia Wei's face in the painting is very small, and her eyes are painted very large, which looks very uncoordinated, as if she is staring at others.

Huang Dan remembered the scene of Xia Wei staring at the ceiling when he died.

And the skirt Xia Wei was wearing was also dyed red. As for the long-eared rabbit toy, there were a few small blood clots on one ear and on the chest.

Huang Dan subconsciously moved towards Chen Shi.

Chen Shi didn't seem to notice his small movements, and his attention was attracted by the painting, "The paper of this painting is yellowing, and Xia Wei in the painting is a little tender, not her current age."

Huang Dan said, "There is a date in the lower left corner."

Chen Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, indeed, but they were all blurred, and it was impossible to tell what month and date it was.

The room suddenly became dead silent.

Huang Dan looked back and forth, and accidentally met the mirror. The first thing he saw was Xia Wei hanging on the wall, and then his own face, which was a little pale and frightening.

Obviously not even afraid of death, standing in such a place full of yin, but still very uncomfortable.

Chen Shi took out the cigarette case, "It's just a painting, it's not a big deal. My self-portrait is posted at home. There are demonstration paintings drawn by my teacher and some paintings by my classmates. There are at least a dozen of them."

Huang Dan said, "But there are bloody handprints on Xia Wei's face in the painting."

Chen Shi corrected and said, "Student Zhang, you can see clearly, it's either a fingerprint or blood splashed on it."

No matter how you look at it, the yellow slip looks like a handprint.

Chen Shi took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and tapped it twice with two fingers, "Wei, do you want to go?"

Huang Dan's gaze was still on the painting.

Chen Shi walked towards the door without looking back, "You can continue to stay here, and when you get tired, go to bed and sleep for a while, I promise no one will disturb you."

Huang Dan immediately caught up with him.

Chen Shi kept walking, and squinted at the young man, "Don't you want to leave?"

Huang Dan said frankly, "I'm a little scared."

Chen Shi snorted and smiled contemptuously, "I see."

The door was closed, and the smell of blood was trapped inside, including the full-body painting of Xia Wei.

Huang Dan looked at the blue sky and white clouds, the hairy feeling disappeared, his stomach was growling, he was hungry, "Are you going to have lunch?"

Chen Shi walked in front, "I want to go, but I don't want to go with you."

Huang Dan looked at the boy's generous back, and asked when he was about to reach the stairs, "You don't want to contact me?"

Chen Shi said, "I don't like a person who stares at my butt, and I don't teach you because you are still a minor. I don't want others to say that I bully children."

Huang Dan smelled smoke, and he smoked again, "I didn't stare at your ass."

Chen Shi laughed, "You're not afraid of your nose getting longer."

Yellow list, "..."

He followed Chen Shi down the stairs, walked through a long alley, and entered a small restaurant.

On the other hand, the police sent people to the school in the county. The head teacher and the teacher were shocked when they learned that Xia Wei had killed herself.

But when the police asked about the situation at Xia Wei's home, they couldn't explain clearly.

It's ridiculous, but it's true.

That county is a well-known poverty-stricken county. There was no parent-teacher meeting held in the school, and the family background of the students was out of the scope of the question. In the impression of teachers and classmates, Xia Wei was only three words - rich.

The strange thing is, Xia Wei is so rich, why doesn't he leave the county to go to school elsewhere and receive a better education?

Xia Wei himself did not answer this question directly.

There are dozens of students in a class, and it is impossible for the teacher to notice all of them. Those with excellent grades and outstanding personal characteristics will have relative advantages.

Xia Wei belongs to the latter.

So the news of her death still caused a lot of public opinion.

The police did not find what they wanted from the teachers and head teachers at the school, so they started from the other side and searched according to the address filled in by the deceased. They found that the residential area did not have the number 37 on the address. It took many twists and turns to find out the deceased's home address and one of her cousins.

This case was not a homicide, and it was closed in the morning, but the body was still in the morgue, and it was necessary to get in touch with the family of the deceased as soon as possible.

And Xia Wei's death did not have much impact on the people in the studio.

The boy felt that it was a pity that the next few months would be so boring without such a real beauty.

The girls just felt embarrassed, they were all discussing in a low voice, saying that Xia Wei was a very selfish person, and his daily thoughts were all on dressing up. He seemed to be a person who enjoyed life very much, but he killed himself and made That kind of silly thing.

"Dead Xia Wei..."

Zhou Jiaojiao's voice suddenly stopped, she was used to saying it normally, but if she said that again now, the other people around couldn't stand it when they heard it, and interrupted her in a hurry.

"Jiaojiao, Xia Wei is dead, please don't call her that again, it's very intrusive."

"Yeah, I had a cold war just now."

"There is sketching tonight, right? I'm going to ask my brother to pick me up."

Zhou Jiaojiao wiped the pencil dust off her little finger, "Oh, I just said it casually, I will pay attention next time."

She showed a puzzled expression, "How could Xia Wei commit suicide?"

"We're not her, how can we know what she thinks... Don't talk about it, the teacher is here!"

Following the girl's cry, the girls who had put their heads together just now were sitting in front of their drawing boards, drawing still lifes seriously.

Teacher Zhang and Teacher Liu are both here. They should have known about Xia Wei, and their expressions are not very good.

After all, it was the students in the studio who had the accident.

The only thing that makes them feel lucky is that the student did not die of homicide, otherwise the parents would find out about it, and they would inevitably talk to them about the safety of their children.

The studio is for students to paint, not a nursery school. Some parents don't understand this truth, and some pretend not to understand.

Teacher Zhang and Teacher Liu changed the paintings for the students respectively, and they didn't mention a word about Xia Wei's death.

Around 11:30, people in the studio left one after another.

Zhou Jiaojiao chewed hard fruit candies. She ate candy differently from others. She didn't hold it in her mouth and wait for it to melt. Instead, she just bit it with her teeth. She liked that feeling.

When the two girls were packing up the paintings and discussing Xia Wei's death, Zhou Jiaojiao leaned forward and said, "I also find it unbelievable."

"Jiaojiao, your dad eats more salt than we eat rice, why don't you ask your dad?"

Father Zhou was packing his daughter's backpack, when he heard the words, he said, "Maybe there is some pressure."

Zhou Jiaojiao curled her lips, "It's no wonder, what pressure does Xia Wei have? The family is so rich and life is good. If you say I have pressure, it's almost the same. You follow me every day, and you don't care about it. My hair is almost falling out."

A girl couldn't help rolling her eyes, she fiddled with her thinning hair, "Jiaojiao, pull it down, your hair is already so thick, even if it falls out for a month, it's still more than mine."

"..."

Zhou Jiaojiao turned her head, "Dad, is my hair that thick?"

Father Zhou said it was fine.

The girl joked, "Jiaojiao, in your father's eyes, you are a fairy descending from the mortal world, so it's fine."

Zhou Jiaojiao said, "Your father is the same."

The girl put on a disappointed expression, "Fart, my dad only knows how to smoke, drink, and play mahjong. He doesn't care about my life at all. He doesn't know what grade I am in or which class I am in."

She sighed, "Jiaojiao, it's better to be your father, I really envy you."

The other girl also looked enviously.

Zhou Jiaojiao felt a little embarrassed, she retorted softly, "Why are you envious, if you stood in my position, you wouldn't think so."

The two girls had already left talking and laughing, but they didn't hear that sentence.

Even if she heard it, she would only be like Xia Weiyi, thinking that Zhou Jiaojiao was in the midst of blessings and didn't know her blessings.

Zhou Jiaojiao had no one to talk to, so she went to look at Shen Liang in the corner, and walked over, "Shu Ran coming to the studio this afternoon?"

Shen Liang picked off a piece of dirt on the eraser, "I don't know."

Zhou Jiaojiao half squatted and looked sideways at his face.

Shen Liang's reaction was great, he stood up from the chair directly, the movement was so sudden that he almost knocked down the easel.

Zhou Jiaojiao blinked, "What are you doing?"

Shen Liang gasped for breath, seemed to be disgusted by others being so close to him, his face darkened, and he squeezed out a sentence, "I still want to ask you!"

Zhou Jiaojiao was innocent, "I didn't do anything."

Shen Liang avoided Zhou Jiaojiao like the plague, "Stay away from me, I feel sick when I smell you."

Zhou Jiaojiao raised her arm and put it in her armpit to smell it. After smelling one side and the other, she frowned, "I didn't smell anything, Shen Liang, I think it's because your nose is dirty. question."

Shen Liang picked up the eraser on the ground, "I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Zhou Jiaojiao was speechless, "Shen Liang, I really can't figure out how a person like you can have friends."

Shen Liang threw the eraser onto the stool, "It has nothing to do with you, Zhou Jiaojiao, I'm in a bad mood today, and you're not happy being chased away."

Zhou Jiaojiao snorted, "I see you are in a good mood."

"Xia Wei is dead, Lin Mao didn't come to the studio, Shu Ran didn't come, you just came, and you painted a still life, the completion is so high, it shows that you are very calm, nothing happened, thanks to you and her Classmates?"

Shen Liang glared at Zhou Jiaojiao.

Zhou Jiaojiao took a step back in fright, clenched her fists and said, "What are you doing? You became angry when I hit the mark?"

Shen Liang took a deep breath, put the pencil case into the toolbox, and left the studio quickly.

Zhou Jiaojiao also went outside, "Dad, let's go eat."

Father Zhou shouted from behind, "Wait a minute, Dad will put away the toolbox for you."

He quickly put away the toolbox, picked up his daughter's backpack and chased after him, for fear that after a while, his daughter would not know where to go to play.

At this point, all the college students are out of school, rushing to the school cafeterias in a swarm, and there are many people in the restaurants.

Huang Dan and Chen Shi each eat their own food, each pay their own money, and each go their own way.

The entrance of the small restaurant is not big, people from outside want to go in, people inside want to come out, it is blocked there.

Huang Dan leaned out of the way, but was hit on the shoulder. The one who hit him was a middle-aged man, and he was a big one, weighing up to 200 jin.

The middle-aged man was probably starving, and he didn't look at the road. He rushed forward, and the force he hit was astonishing, which made Huang Dan feel half of his body numb.

Chen Shi saw the boy pressing his shoulder with one hand, his face full of pain, he frowned, "What are you doing?"

Someone wanted to come in, so he yelled at Chen Shi, "Wei, classmate, get out of the way."

Chen Shi scolded, "Didn't you see such a wide road?"

That man had a bad temper, and his two accomplices grabbed him one by one, "Forget it, forget it, what are you fussing about with a student, we just go in one by one."

Dare to feel that they wanted to go in side by side.

Chen Shi looked down, good guy, this kid is crying, it's just inexplicable.

Huang Dan went out with his head down, standing outside the door crying.

All the people who passed by turned their eyes to Chen Shi, thinking that he was the one who bullied people and cried, his forehead twitched, and his face was darker than the bottom of a pot.

"Cry slowly by yourself, brother, I'm not interested in being treated like a monkey here."

Chen Shi walked for a while and looked back. The boy was still in place, but he squatted down, weeping suppressedly, his shoulders twitched, and he was as pitiful as a little cabbage.

Knowing that Chen Shi was back, Huang Dan didn't look up, and after relieving the pain, he fumbled in his pocket, but couldn't find the toilet paper, "Do you have any paper?"

Chen Shi threw him the two sheets he had dragged from the small restaurant.

Huang Dan blew his nose and felt much better.

Chen Shi clicked his tongue twice, "I've lived for almost 20 years, and I've never seen you like this. You cry when someone bumps your shoulder. Do you want to be so delicate?"

Huang Dan glanced at him with red eyes.

Chen Shi felt uncomfortable at the glance, "You..."

People have gone.

Chen Shi's temples twitched.

Not far from the small restaurant, Huang Dan inadvertently glanced at him for a moment, and the next second he ran towards the middle of the road, but was grabbed by a hand, and there was a heavy panting sound in his ear, accompanied by a fierce voice.