Open the door and send warmth to the community!

Bai Miao still remembers the day when he first met a man, it was at the art exhibition he participated in for the first time.

At that time, Wen Congquan pulled him up from the bed and told him excitedly that the painting exhibited in the exhibition had been spotted and bought, and asked him to meet the buyer.

Bai Miao was so sleepy that his eyes seemed to be stuck with glue, but when he saw the man standing in front of his painting, he still woke up.

Without him, only because of the man's eyes.

He was dressed in black, and he had an aura that no one could get close to. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a vacuum.

He fixedly raised his head and stared at Bai Miao's landscape painting, his eyes focused and far-reaching.

As if aware of his coming, the man turned his head, and the sight that he hadn't had time to retract directly hit Bai Miao's eyes.

Bai Miao only felt a flash in front of her eyes, and her heart felt like it was burned by that look.

At that moment, he seemed to see the light.

After dealing with the art exhibition teacher who came to hand over to him, he knew that the man bought his painting.

But in the blink of an eye, the man disappeared.

Now Bai Miao looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help blinking.

It turned out that the light he thought he saw was not an illusion, but that the non-human eyes were of this color.

The man's light golden eyes lowered slightly, and he stood behind the door and looked at them lightly.

He was half a head taller than Bai Miao, with long and deep eyebrows and eyes. He was dressed in a black wide-sleeved robe and long black hair, which made his skin and eyes look so bright and shocking.

Those eyes seemed to be blazing with monstrous flames, and also seemed to be boundless stagnant water without waves.

Director Ao's waist had never straightened up before. He introduced in a low voice: "Mr. Bai, this is Mr. Shuochen, the honorary secretary of our neighborhood committee."

What the hell?Honorary secretary?

Bai Miao's expression became strange: "Have you joined the party?"

"..."

The atmosphere died instantly.

After a while, Director Ao asked softly, "Isn't the secretary the biggest in your human neighborhood committee?"

Bai Miao: "..."

Fine.

Bai Miao hesitated for a moment, but put aside the mess, stepped forward and stretched out his hand and said, "You bought my painting last time, didn't expect us to meet here..."

Shuo Chen stared at his outstretched hand, and suddenly took a big step back.

Bai Miao:?

For a moment, he thought that it was him who had three heads and six arms.

He withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "I drew a portrait for you before, and the skills are not good. Are you interested in taking a look?"

Bai Miao still clearly remembered his eyes at that time, and he still felt thrilled when he wrote the pen, and finally covered his eyes with a red plum.

He sighed in his heart, he was indeed not good at skills.

Shuo Chen's eyes were unpredictable.

He stood still for a moment, then suddenly turned around with a wave of his sleeves.

With a "boom", the heavy wooden door closed in front of Bai Miao and the others.

Bai Miao:? ? ?

He turned his head to look at Director Ao, who kept wiping away his sweat, after being rejected in person, and said in disbelief, "I look scarier than you?"

Director Ao: "..."

He couldn't take it.

Director Ao hesitated for a moment, and said euphemistically, "Master Shuo Chen is too powerful, even if we don't want to get close to him rashly, he also wants not to hurt Mr. Bai, so he..."

Bai Miao glanced at the opposite side of the closed door, and said nothing.

Sending off Director Ao, just as Bai Miao closed the door, the cell phone he left on the table vibrated.

He picked it up to take a look, and someone @ him in the classmate group, it turned out that the college classmates were clamoring for a class reunion.

Zhang Yu also took the lead.

Zhang Yu: Songshan Academy of Painting is going to hold a group exhibition in the art gallery. At that time, the masters of the academy will come to comment. Do you have any good works to participate in the exhibition together?

Zhang Yu: Professor Xu will also go to this art exhibition. You can hold a class meeting and come to see the art exhibition.

A bunch of people at the bottom agreed with envy, and some of them really got excited and asked about the specific situation in a hurry.

At this time, Bai Miao, who is notoriously short-sighted in the class, came out and said in the group: Does the great master Bai Miao have any works that can be exhibited?

As soon as these words came out, the noisy group of classmates who kept swiping the screen suddenly fell silent.

The man didn't wink at him, and he was still babbling: Master Bai Miao and Master Zhang Yu were the most famous in our department back then, do you want to compete on the same stage again?

"..."

After a long time, Zhang Yu sent another one.

Zhang Yu: @白草Do you have any paintings to participate in the exhibition?Maybe he will be spotted by the masters of Songshan Academy of Painting.

Just now Bai Miao's cell phone rang because of this news.

Bai Miao laughed without emotion, and replied directly: No, I won't go.

After replying, he directly quit WeChat and started looking for housing listings online.

But he was always a little hesitant to read all kinds of rental information, and his thoughts didn't know where to go.

He leaned on the sofa, looked up at the photo frame of him and the old man, pinched the phone with two fingers and kept spinning it.

After a while, he moved his fingertips slightly, threw the phone away smartly, went back to the room and turned on the computer, and went to liver the sketches that others had asked.

……

The days passed peacefully for a few days, nothing strange came to him these days, and the opposite door was never opened again.

Bai Miao minimized the number of times she went out, and tried some takeaways, and found that the demons and ghosts in the community seemed to ignore other ordinary people, allowing them to come and go in the community.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he sent the finished business draft to the client at ten o'clock in the morning, and received the transfer soon.

Yawning, Bai Miao slumped on the soft sofa in the corner of the studio, closing and opening her eyes, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

He got up to loosen his muscles and bones, went out to fill his stomach, and bought some food to fill in the brand new refrigerator.

When walking back with the plastic bag in hand, Bai Miao couldn't help but sigh as she thought about how long his manuscript fees would last.

Suddenly, his sleeve was pulled.

"Don't go that way, it's dangerous..."

Bai Miao looked up and found that in the dark alley ahead, a group of strong ghosts were beating up a headless kid.

The headless imp shrank into a ball, and the head that was kicked and rolled around looked familiar.

Bai Miao didn't look too much, just turned around and left neatly, took two steps before remembering to look back.

"Thanks……"

Before he could finish his word of thanks, he held it in his mouth.

As soon as the eyes of Bai Miao and Bai Miao met, the face of the female ghost in the red dress suddenly turned red visible to the naked eye.

She raised her hands nervously to straighten her hair, and couldn't help covering her face, only revealing a pair of bright eyes.

"It's okay." The female ghost in the red skirt said in a voice like a gnat, "Little brother, you have to be careful."

Bai Miao almost didn't hear her clearly.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and left just as he was about to say thank you again, when he suddenly noticed the slender neck of the ghost in the red dress.

On the pale and bluish skin, the purple-black handprints looked extremely terrifying.

"Bitch, what are you doing!"

A loud roar suddenly came from the side, and the female ghost in the red skirt visibly trembled, then quickly turned around and floated towards a strong male ghost in a sweater.

The ghost in the undershirt had a gloomy expression: "Seduce a man the fuck again? I can smell the flirtatiousness on your body a few streets away."

The female ghost in the red dress turned pale, lowered her head deeply, and said with trembling lips, "No, just passing by... let's go..."

The male ghost in sweatshirt roughly tugged at the female ghost in red skirt, gave Bai Miao a cold look, turned around and floated away with her in his arms.

Bai Miao watched the whole process in silence, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

The weather was extremely hot, and I was sweating all over after going out for a walk.

Bai Miao went home and took a shower, walked around the studio full of bookshelves a few times, and stood in front of the window.

Looking out through the half-opened window of the studio, one can see that the outside is covered with green trees, covering a series of dilapidated blue-brick houses and lively streets and alleys, lush and dilapidated.

He frowned and thought, so he wanted to try not to get in touch with those demons and ghosts, but now it seems that he still has to move out...

Suddenly, Bai Miao's eyes froze.

In the next second, he turned sideways in a thrilling way, avoiding the unknown object whistling from the sky.

The unknown object flew in through his half-opened window, hit the wall and bounced back and forth several times, rolling on the ground gruntingly.

Bai Miao took a closer look, and was immediately irritated again.

Isn't this the kid's head from before?

The child's head seemed to be stunned, and Gululu stopped and leaned to one side, motionless.

Subconsciously, Bai Miao wanted to touch the phone to ask Director Ao to ask them to remove the child's head, but was embarrassed to find that he didn't have their contact information at all.

When he was thinking about howling out the window and whether they could hear him, the head suddenly gurgled.

Qingzi's face suddenly turned around, those blood-red eyes stared straight at Bai Miao, and suddenly a bounce came straight towards him!