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Zhaofan seldom has the time to sit quietly and think about things like now.

Even during the holidays, he has a full day's schedule. Except for extra training alone at night, he is always surrounded by various people at other times.

And since I met Yan Xiao, I was not alone in the extra training.

I can't take it easy, and occasionally something flashes through my mind, and I don't have time to grab it to find out.

Today, because of falling asleep, he was sent to the second floor, so he had almost two hours of free time.

The downstairs is very noisy, but Li Jue took the sound insulation into consideration when the store was renovated. As long as the doors of the small rooms on the second floor are closed, most of the noise can be cut off.

Zhaofan scrolled the mouse, refreshed for a while, and refreshed again for a while, but "Kang Yixiao" never appeared.

A group of impatient readers scolded again in the post, asking why "Kang Yixiao" didn't update on time and why didn't he ask for leave in advance.

He stared at the display screen for a while, thinking that he might be in some urgent situation.

——Just like Brother Xiao.

The analogy that suddenly flashed made him straighten his back, and he was a little surprised.

Why do you think of Brother Xiao?

He opened his eyelids, his dark brown pupils reflected the light of the display, pondered carefully, raised his hand and scratched the rose on the side of his neck, his heart seemed to be gently pulled by something.

It was him who made his neck go wrong, but it was Yan Xiao who disrupted his plan.

On the phone before, when Yan Xiao heard him say "the neck is crooked", his tone suddenly changed, and he rushed over from the police station in less than a quarter of an hour.

He felt heartbroken and a little sorry.

Yan Xiao has something to do in the morning, and he often spends time in the electronic reading room, which he knows.But he didn't know exactly what Yan Xiao was busy with. He only remembered that he was preparing a thesis.

No matter what he was busy with, Yan Xiao's arrangement this morning was disrupted by himself.

He touched the tattoo, feeling a little sorry.

Refresh again, "Peach Horror" is still not updated, and "Kang Yi Xiao" is also offline.

Bored, he flipped through the posts one by one. The update time of "Kuang Yi Xiao" is very stable, basically between 10:50 and 11:10, only yesterday it was updated at [-]:[-].

yesterday……

Yesterday was also quite special, Yan Xiao didn't come to the store because he asked for leave.

Thinking of this, he let out an "um" with a rising tone.

Yesterday, "Kang Yi Xiao" was updated in advance, and Yan Xiao was absent for a day;

Today, "Kang Yi Xiao" probably stopped due to an emergency, and Yan Xiao came to the store early because of himself.

Two unrelated things intertwined for no reason, his pupils shrank slightly, wondering if this was a coincidence?

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the fan blades made a small sound.He stood up and took two steps half around the table and chairs.Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he returned to the computer, minimized the forum page, and entered the keyword in the search engine: "Peach Scary".

There are only two pages of search results, all pointing to the "Tie He Qing" forum.

He pursed his lips, and searched again: "Peach Scary TXT".

The result was similar to the previous one, and there was no pirated download address.

He leaned back in his chair, thinking about what happened last night.

Both Shen Xun and Yan Xiao said that the file called "Peach Horror" in the computer was a pirated version downloaded from the Internet.He felt a little strange at the time, but a group of people were talking and laughing, and he ignored the flashing strange feeling.

Now that I think about it, I understand why I feel strange—most of the pirated novels that can be found on the Internet are relatively popular novels, and "Peach Horror" is just a popular novel in the "Iron Man Love" forum. It is equivalent to "find no such article", and "Iron Man Love" itself is not a literary website.

In other words, "Peach Cry" is not yet "pirated".

Yan Xiao was lying, and so was Shen Xun.

"Why?" He propped his chin and muttered to himself.

After the noise downstairs was filtered by the door, it became a blur of white noise. He closed his eyes and his mind was spinning rapidly.

"Peach Horror" is in Yan Xiao's notebook, they want to cover up this matter, but why hide it?

Is it because it shouldn't be there?

He opened his eyes suddenly, the pupils tightened.

No, "I'm not supposed to see it?"

He fiddled with his fingers unconsciously, "But I saw it, so they had to lie to get over it."

Questions ensued.

He took a deep breath, calmed down quickly, and began to sort out the clues related to "Peach Scary".

In the final analysis, he pays special attention to this novel because he feels that the protagonist Zhan Feihua is very similar to himself, and secondly because he "hurt" "Kang Yixiao" at the beginning.

This "resemblance" made him have a somewhat ridiculous connection with "Peach Horror".

He is also planning to discuss with Yan Xiao the issue of resemblance.

Moving forward in time, "Peach Scary" only appeared on the forum after Yan Xiao came to the police academy, and more specifically, it was after I had met Yan Xiao a few times.

An unformed guess rolled in the clouds, he rubbed his temples, his eyes filled with surprise.

——"Peach Horror" is on Yan Xiao's computer, is it because this novel was originally born from that notebook?

No, this is too unreasonable.

"Kang Yi Xiao" is obviously a flamboyant primary school student with poor writing skills and dead logic.

Brother Xiao, Yan Xiao grew up in a military compound, and has an older brother who is a senior officer of the special forces.

The most unreasonable thing is that if "Peach Scary" is really related to Yan Xiao, then wouldn't Zhan Feihua...

He stood up again, turned around a few times, and a voice in his head said: Yes, he wrote about you.

"Fuck!" He kicked the swivel chair, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his ears were still warm.

Half a minute later, he raised his hands and muttered, "Why are you writing about me? Impossible?"

A flash of speculation is like a key. Once the key opens the door, it can no longer block the light pouring in from the door.

He felt that he should think about it in another direction, but found that he had been nailed to the spot by the beam of light, and there was no way to change direction.

Back in the electronic reading room, he dragged Yan Xiao to read the novel "Kuang Yi Xiao". Yan Xiao had a strange expression. He took it for granted that "a good student in a serious university can't get used to stallion cool novels", but thinking about it now, maybe Yan Xiao was surprised——"Have you read my novel?"

"Day..." I don't know if the temperature of the air conditioner was adjusted too low, he got goosebumps, and then thought about it, "Xiao" in "Kang Yi Xiao" and "Xiao" in Yan Xiao are the same word, so this It's also a common denominator.

Furthermore, when I followed the update before, I saw that Zhan Feihua tamed a wolf. The wolf looked like a dog that often came to the store to take a bath.

He shivered, "This is too fucking..."

Stripping away the cocoon, dissecting every detail, I wanted to find a basis for negation, but I was more and more convinced by the conjecture.

Even thinking of Yan Ce, whom he had just met yesterday, he felt somewhat similar to the protagonists of the other "Kang Yi Xiao" novels.

He sat back on the armchair, hoping to refresh the web page again.

If "Kang Yi Xiao" goes online, then elementary school students will still be elementary school students, and Brother Xiao will still be Brother Xiao.

But the only thing that increased in the post was the insults from the readers.

He was a little confused in his mind, he didn't want to admit the relationship between "Kang Yi Xiao" and Yan Xiao, and kept thinking about why Yan Xiao wrote about himself, completely unaware that the two actually conflicted with each other.

Time passed by, and it was lunch break time in a blink of an eye.He sat dryly in front of the computer, not noticing that the door was pushed open.

"Didn't I tell you to lie down?" Yan Xiao's tone was the same as before, warm and moist, "Is your neck better?"

The moment Zhaofan came back to his senses, he subconsciously closed the page.

Yan Xiao raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"Did you finish washing?" Zhaofan calmed down, remembering how unnatural his actions were just now, and explained: "I was browsing the forum, and the elementary school students didn't update it today."

Yan Xiao moved the end of his eyes, it was just a very slight movement, if it was done normally, Zhaofan would never notice it.

But today is different.

Zhaofan saw it.

"It may not be updated every day." Yan Xiao said, "What if something happens to the primary school student?"

Zhaofan tentatively asked, "Like you?"

Yan Xiao's pupils shrank obviously.

Zhaofan is a sniper caught by the "Long Sword", and his observation skills are naturally outstanding. He usually doesn't care about trivial matters just because of his personality. When he is serious, no slight changes can escape his eagle-like gaze.

"Me?" Yan Xiao raised his hand to touch his forehead, "I don't have anything to do in the morning."

They are all ordinary small movements, but put together, they imply uneasiness.Zhao Fan and Yan Xiao looked at each other for a moment, full of speculation, but they were not sure, so they relaxed, "Going to eat?"

"Let me look at your neck first." Yan Xiao said.

Zhaofan thought for a while, went to the side of the sofa and lay down on his stomach, and turned his head with difficulty, "You really know how to massage?"

"You'll know if you try it." Yan Xiao leaned over and rested his hands on the back of his neck. He first tensed his muscles reflexively, and then gradually relaxed in the gradual massage.

"So it's true." He narrowed his eyes and put his hands on his chin.

"You still don't believe it." Yan Xiao said.

Probably because he had something on his mind today, he felt that Yan Xiao said less than usual.

Did Yan Xiao realize what he had discovered?

Doubts sprang up again, he wanted to hold back and observe for a while before speaking, but Yan Xiao hit hard and pressed on his axial tendon, he yelled in pain, his spirit suddenly relaxed, and he was relieved of the straight rush After Tianling Gai's pain, he suddenly asked: "Brother Xiao, do you think Zhan Feihua looks like me? Why do I feel more and more that I am the prototype of Zhan Feihua?"

The force added to the back of the neck disappeared, and he clearly felt Yan Xiao's hand resting on his neck, his fingertips trembling slightly.

And in the next second, the tendon suddenly suffered again, and it was pressed again.

He almost jumped up.

"Sorry, sorry." Yan Xiao glanced to the side, "I didn't control the force well."

The massage and discussion came to an abrupt end. During the meal, no one mentioned "Peach Scary" again. In the afternoon, they washed their dogs. Maybe it was time, or maybe Yan Xiao's massage really worked. Zhao Fan turned his neck and found that it was all right. up.

But things in my heart are still blocked.

At night, Yan Xiao took his notebook and went to the electronic reading room.Zhaofan's reaction during the day made him very uneasy, but even so, the manuscripts that should be preserved still had to be preserved.

In the past two days, my inspiration has been stimulated by the rose tattoo, so I might as well take the opportunity to write more.

Zhaofan had already washed off the rose tattoo, and couldn't sleep after turning off the lights.

Some things are like this, you can't think about it, and there is no end to it when you think about it.

He suddenly wanted to know, what exactly did Yan Xiao do every time he went to the electronic reading room?Really preparing the dissertation, or doing something else?

Yan Xiao seems to be a little sleep deprived these days, although there are no dark circles under his eyes, there are occasional bloodshot eyes.

Is it because of staying up late?

What are you doing up late?

Where do you stay up late?

"Fan'er, you fucking scared me again in the middle of the night!" Lu Xiaochuan roared in a low voice.

Zhaofan had already changed his clothes for going out, ignored him, closed the door softly, and ran to the electronic reading room.