I hopped past your cell

The band called White Goose rented a fairly large house with five members.It is said that there is also a person code-named s, who is also a member of the band, and often gives the band some weird ideas.It's just that everyone rarely sees him.

Yin Yan and lead singer Xu Luo are childhood sweethearts.At night, Yin Yan went to the bathroom and turned on the tap to wash his face.

The person in the mirror looked 22 years old, and her face was very similar to my own.

Where did brother go?

She wanted to ask that question, then realized that the best question to ask was where she had been.

Yin Yan was staring in a daze in the mirror when someone knocked on the bathroom door.

The door was opened, and standing outside was Zhao Ruo, whose hair was always messy.He asked carelessly: "Xiaoyan, are you free now?"

"Although I really want you to rest for a few more days, but there will be a concert next week, come down and practice."

Fortunately, some "instincts" of this body did not seem to disappear.When Yin Yan's hand touched the keys of the piano, she was surprised by its flexibility.

The voices of piano, guitar, bass, drummer and lead singer are mixed together, and the air is full of lively and rhythmic music.

But the lead singer suddenly stopped singing and stood there with his eyes closed.

"Xu Luo, what's wrong?"

asked the drummer.

Xu Luo took a quick look at Yin Yan, and then said, "No, it's nothing, let's continue."

Yin Yan continued to play, but his mind was no longer here.

In the past few days, some policemen have called her to take notes.And this body left very little memory, all she could remember was a scorching afternoon.Yin Yan, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, buys water at a small store.

A black car drove slowly by the side of the road and stopped.

Then came the pain of being hit hard on the back of the head.

At 12:30 in the evening, Xu Luo said, "Let's stop here tonight."

Then she came over and hugged Yin Yan who was still sitting on the bench from behind.She kept rubbing against Yin Yan and said: "Xiaoyan, if you lose your memory like in the TV series, I will not give up. I will remind you of many things. We have been together for 13 years, for me , you are more precious than anyone else."

"When you disappeared, I was thinking every day, my lord, if you want to take this person away, you might as well take me too."

"Ah, lead singer, you're talking nonsense again!" Zhao Ruo hurried over to pull people away, "Your Xiaoyan is back here, right here. You guys, every time you act like you just got out of a mental hospital. It's like letting it out."

Yin Yan looked at the person with his head buried on his shoulder reflected on the pitch-black piano, and said, "What amnesia? In your opinion, do I have amnesia?"

The man began to hate that she had cut some "clavicle hair". The hair was not long enough to block the tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan, has my Xiaoyan come back?

Members of the band that night posted videos of everyone practicing on the Internet.Fans were relieved to see the band going about its business as usual.But soon, a post appeared on the forum: "Didn't you find something wrong with Xiaoyan?"

The person who posted said: "In the past, every time Xu Luo sang, Yin Yan would look at her while playing the piano, her eyes were as gentle as water."

"That's right, Xiaoyan is absent-minded this time."

"She didn't look at Xu Luo at all, and she didn't move when Xu Luo occasionally looked back at her."

"Maybe it's because you're still recovering, so you're not feeling well?"

Zhao Ruo, who saw this post, dug out the video and watched it again, and found that it was indeed the case.He understood why Xu Luo called to stop.Others in the band may be slow to this, but Xu Luo, how could she not notice this?

Zhao Ruo went out with a can of coffee and sat next to Xu Luo in the yard.

"She might have been really frightened. You know, this pervert has tied up a total of sixteen girls this time, locked them in small rooms, and randomly selected one of them every day to kill."

"If you were Xiaoyan, you would stay in a small room and face the danger of being killed at any time, wouldn't you be afraid?"

"Unfortunately, that person ran away. It's really fast, just like a rabbit." Xu Luo said, "If Zhao is right, she must have been scared out of her wits. I have to stay with her."

"I hope she's so scared that she forgets about our disbandment next month." Zhao Ruo took a sip of coffee and wanted to toast with someone, but found that Xu Luo had already got up with a can of beer.

"I don't know what will happen in the future, what kind of moths will come out, but I hope that the few of us will always be together. In the future, we can sell pork together and go begging together. I think so."

"You bastard... who wants to sell pork with you..."

The next day Zhao Ruo's face was very ugly, not only because he didn't sleep all night, but also because he answered a phone call in the morning.No one knew what the person on the other end of the phone said, but Zhao Ruo's answer was so powerful that it echoed in the room for a long time.

"Don't go!"

"Don't go!"

"I repeat, don't go!"

Yin Yan was stuffing bread into his mouth, and shivered in fright at his ferocious appearance.

"It's okay, eat yours." Xu Luo helped her stuff bread into her mouth, and gave Zhao Ruo a wink, "Swear with restraint."

"What's the matter, Xu Luo?"

"It's nothing, they want to interview some of you surviving girls. Let's ignore them."

"Will all the surviving girls go?"

After a long time, Yin Yan said, "I want to go."

The interview time was set in the afternoon, because Yin Yan was considered a public figure, and he was invited to a separate room.Zhao Ruo and Xu Luo followed behind her, looking at the gentle male reporter with dark faces.

"Miss Yin, don't be too nervous, we just chat."

Yin Yan nodded.

"Okay, let's start then. First of all, Miss Yin, when did you go out that day?"

"Middle, noon."

The male reporter turned his pen around: "Noon? Can you think about it again?"

"One or two o'clock in the afternoon."

Zhao Ruo, who was behind, interjected, "It was one or two o'clock, and it was very dark at that time, and there was no one on the road."

Xu Luo rubbed his forehead.

The male reporter laughed dryly and continued: "Okay, Miss Yin, let's move on to the next question. What kind of clothes were you wearing at that time?"

"T-shirt and jeans."

"Pants or shorts?"

Zhao Ruo interjected again: "The shorts are shorter than a certain part of yours. Guess how short the pants she wears are."

Xu Luo pulled him, and told the male reporter with his eyes: "We promise not to talk, I will try my best to pull him."

The male reporter adjusted his sitting posture and continued to ask, "Have you fallen in love? How many boyfriends have you had?"

Yin Yan looked up at Zhao Ruo and Xu Luo: "How many boyfriends have I had?"

Neither Zhao Ruo nor Xu Luo said a word.

"No, I'd better ask you...to answer for her."

Zhao Ruo said, "Not much, we only talked about it once 100 years ago."

"100 years ago?"

"Well, with your grandpa."

Xu Luo thought to himself: Okay, let's call grandma.

The male reporter's eyeballs were about to pop out.

At this time, everyone heard a loud noise from outside.