MTL - I Have a Secret-Chapter 76 you like me

Most of the houses in this film are old houses. They will be demolished in a few years, and they will have a rotten taste. The landlords are a group of people at the bottom of the society. They rely on rent collection to maintain their livelihood. Nothing else is in the house. The house in the west turned down the mold.

The landlord lived downstairs. He heard the outside movement and took the rice bowl out. He thought it was a lively event. He didn’t expect to be a human being, or his own tenant.

A crisp and crisp explosion at the foot of the landlord, the hot meal fell to the ground, and the braised pork inside was scattered.

Three or five people were about to go home. When they passed by here, they saw the bodies in the pool of blood. One by one screamed and fled. The sizzling meat on the ground was smashed, some stuck to the soles, and some were squeezed into the bricks. Inside, disgusting people want to vomit.

When the police received the report, they came over, Wang Qi took the team.

He stood in the cordon and smoked. When he just took two, he suddenly looked up and took a face with the teenager on the third floor.

Huang Dan didn't take back his sight. He saw a few people kneeling beside Lin to do an inspection. He said something, he couldn't hear clearly, and he thought it would be to confirm the death. So Lin Mao was taken away, and the back of the head was ticking. Answer, the blood drops all the way.

Wang Qi, under the floor, took the sight of the first line. He negotiated with his colleagues and knew that the deceased was first poisoned by carbon monoxide, and then fell to his death.

Wang Qi looked up again. The teenager was still standing on the railing. The expression on his face was vague, but it didn't seem to be afraid. He didn't think about what the boy called, but he was a little impressed. A girl died in the room on the corner of the last floor. The other party is one of several people who were taken to the police station.

It is also puzzling to say that there are a total of four rooms on the upper floor, and there are five people living in it. In less than a month, two people died.

If Wang Qi did not remember correctly, the two who died were high school students. On the same day, they came to H City from the county and painted in the small studio inside the Agricultural University.

Wang Qi took people upstairs, and Huang Dan knew that Shen Liang and Qi Fang were both in their respective rooms.

Shen Liang’s hair was messy, and his clothes and pants were crumpled. It seemed to have been indented in the bed before that. He was just looking up and awake. “What’s wrong?”

After Wang Qi finished speaking, Shen Liang searched for Huang Dan’s figure and asked him to prove that the voice was shaking. “Lin Mao is dead?”

Huang Dan noticed that Shen Liang’s pupil was locked and his eyes were very big. He nodded. “Yeah.”

Shen Liang stepped back, and the blood on his face instantly faded, "Impossible!"

Huang single fingered downstairs and his eyes stayed on Shen Liang. "Lin Mao is still in the car. You can see him now."

Shen Liang did not go, his nervousness pinched his little finger, the sound line no longer shook, but the breathing was more chaotic, "How did you die?"

Huang Shan said, "It fell off the railing."

Shen Liangyin calmly stunned. "What about you? Why don't you catch him?"

Huang Shan said, "I didn't catch it."

Shen Liang’s tears brushed down. He leaned against the wall and slowly slammed into the ground, covering his face and shaking his shoulders and crying. It was the kind of crying.

The eyes of Huang Dan flashed, and when Xia Wei died, Shen Liang only had a little red eyes, but this time he cried so sad.

The same classmates, boys and girls, boys and boys, these two friendships may not be the same, or for other reasons, Huang Dan is not currently found.

Wang Qi has never spoken to two colleagues. Who is not coming from the youth years? There are several buddies who have two knives.

Shen Liang didn't cry enough. He put it out. He pulled the plastic black sandals, wore his crotch and vest, didn't feel cold, and yawned when he spoke.

Knowing Lin Mao’s business, he went to Huang Dan and stretched his neck and looked down. He saw the blood on the bottom of the building. His eyebrows wrinkled and he turned his body back.

Seeing Wang Qi, a few people looked over and put their teeth in the air. They said weakly, "I am a little dizzy."

Huang Dan is thoughtful.

Slowly slowed down and reached for the shoulder of Huang Dan, the fingers tightened and pinched, like a silent comfort.

Huang Dan didn't realize his comfort. He only realized the pain. In a history department, the only fun is to play the guitar. How can it be so big? It is almost time to catch up with Chen.

Then there was one more person crying.

Compared with the pain of Shen Liang's opening and releasing water, Huang Dan's eyes are red, and two or three drops of tears are dropped. The suppressed pumping can be ignored.

The next morning, Huang Dan was taken to the police station to record a statement. This is the second time.

When Lin Mao fell down, just someone saw it. No one pushed him. It was his own turn, otherwise Huang Dan would be listed as a suspect for interrogation.

Wang Qi took notes and found that the boy did not get up. He said with a certain opening. "You have something to say."

Huang Shan said, "I left the studio to go to the vegetable market to buy food. When I climbed to the second floor, I looked up and saw Lin Mao staggering upstairs on the railing. He told me that he was Almost carbon monoxide poisoning, it is said that someone called him and told him to get up, otherwise he would not come out."

He paused. "At first, Lin Mao thought that the person who called him was me."

Wang Qi put down his notes and used to unscrew the pen cap. "Is there anyone else in the room?"

Huang single shook his head, "No."

Wang Qi pinched the pen. "Who is calling him?"

Huang Shan said, "I don't know."

Wang Qi’s body leaned back. “In the case of extreme hypoxia in the brain, people will have symptoms of tinnitus. It is unlikely to hear the sound, unless it is shouted over and over again, he may just not want to die. It has produced some kind of consciousness."

Huang Dan did not speak.

Wang Qi re-examined the boy opposite. The girl died last time. He was very calm. This time the roommate had an accident, the other party still had no emotional ups and downs. "What do you want to say?"

Huang Dan said slowly and unhurriedly, "I want to say that if Lin Mao does not come out, he will not be in danger of life."

Wang Qi smiled and shook his head. "He inhales a lot of carbon monoxide and stays in the room. How can it be life-threatening?"

Huang Dan looked at the man's eyes. "I am back."

Wang Qi is about to get up. He is shaking at the fingertips on the edge of the table. Yes, this young man has returned. The dead will be saved if he waits. "What do you mean... is this murder?"

Huang Dan did not speak.

The atmosphere around the two people suddenly became strange.

Wang Qi’s half-squatting position did not last long, and he sat back in the chair again. “You said that you are going to the studio in the afternoon, the deceased is sleeping in the room, the door is closed, right?”

Huang Shan said, "Yes."

Wang Qi said, "That is, during the time before you came back, you didn't know if anyone had come to the dead."

Huang Shan said, "Yeah."

Wang Qi put the pen back back, turned the pen, and pinched it on the notebook. "You also said that you reminded the deceased before you left, and asked him to check if the stove was closed."

Huang nodded. "Not only that, but I also let him open the window."

Wang Qi said, "My people have seen it in the room, the window is closed, and the stove is still burning."

He shrugged. "I don't rule out that the deceased just verbally promised that he didn't take it seriously. He thought it was just burning a stove and couldn't die."

Huang Dan said that he was silent again.

Wang Qi rarely gave him an analysis. "The deceased said that someone was calling him. This information could not be verified, but his carbon monoxide poisoning is what his body told us. It did not stand up on the railing. This is the eyewitness. testimony."

Huang Shan sighed.

Wang Qi said, "I know that you and the deceased are roommates. The relationship is good. You are all high school students. It is a good year to go to the college entrance examination next year. It is a pity."

Huang Dan said, knowing that this conversation is coming to an end.

Wang Qi added, "The sky is getting colder and colder, but you can't burn the stove in a closed space, and the windows should be open and ventilated."

Huang Shan said, "I know."

When the boy left, Wang Qi was still sitting in the seat. According to the meaning of the boy, when someone knew that he was coming back, he shouted the dead and let him go out. He also knew that he would turn down from the railing.

how is this possible.

Wang Qi smiled and shook his head. The idea of ​​the child was too illogical.

He suddenly chilled, the dead did not die due to poisoning, struggling to get out of the room, thinking that he would not die, nothing, but still failed to escape from the hands of death.

It seems that there is a hand in the dark to control, **** it must die, can not change.

Wang Qi leaned back on the back of the chair and spit out a long breath, finally letting himself out of the weird thinking.

When Xia was dead in the room in the early summer, there were not many people who saw the scene. Lin Mao was different. He just lay on his back on the ground and many people saw it.

The matter spread in the alley, passed to the school, and passed to the studio.

Everyone can't believe that they died two in a month. One is killing themselves. One is an accidental death. They are shocked and they are also embarrassed. What happened? This is a kind of murder case. a feeling of.

Zhou Jiaojiao's mouth was stuffed with fruit candy, and the voice was blurred. "He still owes me two boxes of white paint."

Some girls can't stand it, "Jiaojiao, Lin Mao is not there, how do you still say this?"

Zhou Jiaojiao lowered her head to adjust her new MP3. "I just talked about it. Is it difficult for me to go to the ground to find him?"

Others have no heart and lungs.

Lin Mao’s drawing board was placed with Xia Wei, and they were piled in the corner, waiting for someone to pick it up.

This road of art is laid out with money. Some people are very paint-intensive, drawing paper, brushes or something. Xia Wei uses some very expensive paintings. Her Marley is a box of three five, which is worthy of A dish in the restaurant, if you eat in the school cafeteria, many girls can't spend three dollars a day, who can buy it as casually as she does, just use it.

Xia was the only one who died, and the family did not appear. Her paintings were taken away by the people in the studio.

Not to mention Xia Wei, even Lin Mao’s dirty toolbox, buckets, paints and the like have people who want to know what to take, and don’t care what the dead used.

Usually, everyone's paintings are all placed on a rectangular table in the corner. Except for a few girls, they will roll up and take the rubber band. Others are very casual, and they are lost. Fortunately, everyone has their own paintings. The signature will not be difficult to find.

Xia Wei and Lin Mao's paintings were pressed underneath, no one touched.

Someone saw Zhou Jiaojiao's painting on the table, and asked if she saw Lin Mao. She felt that she was suffocating. "Jiaojiao, why are you looking for his painting?"

Zhou Jiaojiao said as she turned the picture. "When I was a model, Lin Mao's painting was changed by Teacher Liu. I want to find out and keep it."

"What are you looking for, will you not be your turn soon?"

"Yes, I will be here soon."

Zhou Jiaojiao touched the pencil ash in the hand. There was a lot of dust in the air. It was caught in a mild musty smell. She wrinkled her nose. "Who knows that the teacher can't change it, I think I will find out."

Others did not care about her, chat, chat, listen to songs, draw pictures, talk about love, use their own way to pass the time.

Huang Dan and Shen Liang did not go to the studio, each packed up and prepared to move.

The landlord said a lot, the residents on the second floor moved a few, and two people died on the upstairs. The timidity would be very uncomfortable. When you sleep at night, there will be an illusion that people are staring down from the top.

Huang Shan moved to the back alley. This time I lived on the first floor and took a small courtyard. He didn't think that his own things had not been collected yet. He saw the Shenliang big bag coming over, and he entered the next door. that room.

Shen Liangyi, "so smart."

Huang Dan looked at the entrance of the small courtyard, and it was even more clever.

Putting the guitar on his back, carrying a suitcase, carrying a plastic bucket filled with water bottles and bottles, he saw Huang Dan and Shen Liang, and also stunned, and then revealed a white tooth, "I am you." what."

Huang Shan said, "There are a lot of houses in the alley."

Shen Liang’s hand is holding a bunch of keys. “What do you mean by this?”

Huang Shan said, "I just feel very good."

Shen Liang didn't give any good looks. "Don't talk to someone who is rushing to get together. If I know in advance that you want to move here, I won't even enter the yard."

"Moreover, I don't know who is the first."

There was cold light in his eyes. "Lin Mao is dead. You can't wait to move away. It's a worry in your heart. It wasn't that you forgot to close the stove when you went out, but also closed the window. How could he be poisoned? If not Poisoning, how can you accidentally fall off the railing?"

Huang Shan said, "I told the police, if you have any other ideas, you can ask the police."

Shen Liang suddenly sinks his face. "Do you think I didn't say it? I don't know how to say it in my mother's way, Zhang Shuran, if you don't know, unless you can't do it!"

Huang Shan said, "Yes, if you want people to know, unless you do."

Shen Liang’s shortness of breath, a crack on the clean face of Sven, an invisible finger poked up, sharp nails smashed into the crack, peeling off his cheeks, and only being ugly exposed And oh.

The atmosphere is arrogant, and they are rushing to play round the field. "Fate is a fate."

"The house in this place is broken, but with a small yard, it is not necessary to climb the stairs up and down. It is sure to be comfortable. We will be a few in the future..."

When he didn't finish his words, Shen Liang opened the door and closed the door.

Huang went back to the house and took the washbasin to the pool to pick up the water. He needed to wipe the table and chairs inside.

Putting down the suitcase and the bucket and coming over, curiously looking inside. "Hey, this house is more than me, how much?"

Huang single-ended potted in, "two hundred."

The house has two big ones before, can pull a curtain for two, the price is not twice as expensive, because it is the ancestral home of the landlord, although the brush is brushed, but the wall is still cement, no lime, The windows are all kind of old-fashioned wooden windows. The wooden strips under the card glass are almost decaying and have not changed. The foot is a pitted land. When the rain comes back, the shoes will be changed when entering the door, otherwise it will not be cleaned.

Qi sighed, "I don't think it's worthwhile. Why don't you find someone to share? Hey, if you look for me, I won't rent the house. I will share it with you. The rent can save a lot of money."

Huang Shan said, "I have a joint rent, he hasn't come yet."

Put together, "..."

The footsteps of the doorway left. Huang Dan cut a few pieces of clothes that were not worn as a rag. He simply packed up the house. He sat on the only chair and felt very cold. There was no room for warmth.

Although the house is large, the ratio of length to width is not very good, the bed can only be placed vertically, the bed is facing the door, the bed is facing the other window in the room, and there are several male college students sharing the house, what is cooking? Just at the door, the smell of smoke will float in the room of the yellow single.

And there are rented houses nearby. Some people walk around and stretch their heads to see him sleeping in bed.

Huang Shan turned over in the original main thing, split a sheet into two, and hanged the front and back windows. For the time being used as curtains, he cut a quilt and found nails on the wall. A curtain.

In this way, Huang Dan stood under the yellow light and didn't feel so cold.

When Huang Shan moved, he did not take away any of Lin Mao’s items. He stayed there. Lin Mao’s parents would bring them back. He opened the door and ventilated in the yard. He took a look at the two rooms next door.

Originally on that floor, Huang Shan lived in the middle of Shen Liang and Shen Liang. This time the order was disrupted. Shen Liang lived in the middle.

The stairs leading to the second floor were dilapidated, and the gray-haired landlord lived upstairs. The sound was old and unsatisfactory. After she came down, she went back upstairs with a cane without saying a few words, memorizing, swaying, in the bones. They all have a breath of life.

Lin Mao was missing from the studio. It was not as happy as before. The pencil rubbed against the paper and the rustling sand was clearer.

When people are gone, everyone discovers that Lin Mao’s noisy is a good medicine for them to relieve fatigue. Now that they are gone, they can’t find another substitute for a while, but they are really not used to it.

When he was the model of Shen Liang last time, he took out an excuse for being uncomfortable. People didn't come to the studio. That night was the person behind him. The painting was not destroyed, everything was fine.

This time there are still more than a dozen talents to Shen Liang, but he has already begun to be absent-minded. When he cut the pencil, he accidentally cut his hand and pulled out a hole. The blood immediately came out.

Huang Dan took a wound and posted it, or Zhou Jiaojiao gave it to him, never used it.

Shen Liang covered the wound with toilet paper. "No need."

Huang's lips are pressed, and this person is a soldier. He does not trust anyone. It is a way of self-protection. He is afraid, afraid of death.

But the other party did not leave the studio, perhaps knowing that it would be useless to leave?

Should not, Huang Dan from Shen Liang's reaction so far, he may just have some speculation, has not confirmed, is also secretly looking for an answer.

Huang Dan thinks about this task. The publisher is Lin Mao, who is already dead. He always feels that there will be unexpected results in the future.

Zhou Jiaojiao’s voice made Huang Dan return to God. She said happily, “Why are you posting the wounds that I gave you to Shen Liang?”

Huang Shan said, "His hand is broken."

Zhou Jiaojiao grinned. "Broken and broken, it is not a big mouth. The clothes on your back are dyed red by the blood. How did he do it? Indifferent, don't look at it!"

She sighed. "Shu Ran, you are a good person."

Huang Dan listened but shook his head. "I am not." After all, he is purposeful and close, and his mind is not pure. He cannot be a good person.

Zhou Jiaojia rolled his eyes. "Don't tease, Shuran, if you are not a good person, I really doubt that I don't know the good guys."

Huang Dan’s hand was stuffed with two sugars. “The sugar is too bad for the teeth.”

Zhou Jiaojiao laughed and said, "How do you like my dad?"

Huang Dan did not peel the sugar. "What about your father?"

Zhou Jiaojiao lowered her eyelids and rubbed almost the same nail polish. The expression on her face could not be seen clearly. "There is something at home, go back."

Huang Dan looked at her thick and short chubby hand. "You don't want your dad to go back?"

Zhou Jiaojiao immediately said how it was possible, and the tone was very excited. "I can't help my dad not come over, so I can do whatever I want."

Huang Shan looked at her and didn't speak.

Zhou Jiaojiao noticed the gaze of Huang Dan, and looked up at him to reveal a smile, youthful and uncomfortable.

On the 6th, it was Lin Ma’s funeral. He was buried in the hill behind the house.

Huang Shan saw Chen Shi in the open space in front of Lin Mao's house. He stood with several classmates in the school, and said something over his head. His expression was a bit serious.

There was a circle of cyan under the eyes of Chen Shi, and the scum on the chin was not scraped. He followed the people in the school and took the bus. He hadn’t set off yet. He began to tighten his nerves two days in advance. Did not rest well.

When I got off the bus, I was pulling the tractor and pulling the tractor. I suddenly got a spurt, and my face was here.

Chen Shi is also a rural person. He has suffered bitterly. There is nothing in the buttocks. There is nothing in the sand and the eyes. It’s the car that has half his life. When the tractor stops, he is climbing his hands and feet and rolling it to the haystack. Going up, just slowed down a little.

Far from seeing Huang Dan, Chen did not come over, just nod and say hello.

When Huang Dan came with Shen Liang, he rarely spoke. His eyes swept past Chen’s position and he received it.

The last time I missed Xia Wei’s funeral, this time Lin Mao’s catch up, there are many people coming, there are relatives of his family, small, classmates, eating at the table in the yard.

Lin Mu's eyes are swollen, and she has been wiping her tears. Lin's emotions are not so exposed to her, but the wrinkles on her face are old and tired.

When Huang enters the door alone, it is obvious that the sight of the cast is hostile and repulsive. Those who are 80% are thinking with Shen Liang, thinking that Lin Mao will be poisoned and have his reasons.

Before the arrival, Huang Dan had expected that he would still come and bring three purposes. One is to observe Shen Liang, the other is to contact Lin Mao’s hometown, to find out the address, and to sneak in after the need, and the third is himself. Private affairs, look at Chen Shi.

Huang Dan sat at a table with the villagers, ignoring the strange eyes and arguments around him. He just ate two and went out.

The air in the country was very good. Huang Shan made two deep breaths and smelled the firecrackers. He walked forward and heard a voice coming into his ear. One of the voices he was familiar with.

I don't know what happened, Chen Shi had a dispute with Lin Mao's parents, and Lin Fu waved his hand.

Chen Shi did not respond, and the figure came to the left and he was pushed away.

That is not really heavy, Chen Shizhen is sitting on the ground, like the strength of the whole body has been pumped away, for a long time did not move.

Why are you so familiar...

Who pushed him like this? Protect yourself with yourself?

Chen Shi’s head hurts, and he had to use his hands to press the temples on both sides.

Huang Shan slaps Lin’s father’s slap, not hitting his face, but hitting him on the back, or his tears are coming down.

Lin’s father worked all the year round, and his strength was very big. He was still on the anger. He watched the teenager crying by himself. He was stuck in the scorpion in one breath. He couldn’t get up, it’s hard to bear, and then think of today’s son’s funeral, red on the spot. Eyes.

In the end, it was not a heart-warming person. Lin’s father took Linmu and left.

Huang Dan found that the people on the ground were motionless. He thought he was hurting the other person. He cried and asked, "What?"

Chen Shi came back to God. "I still want to ask you, why are you rushing over?"

Huang Dan did not answer and ask, "Why should Lin Mao’s father beat you?"

Chen Shi underestimated, "His parents think that his son's death has something to do with you. When I heard it, I couldn't help but say a few words."

Huang single **** his nose. He knows that it is not just a few words. This person must be standing on his side, so that Lin Mao’s parents are so angry.

Chen Shi looked up and found the teenager staring at himself. "What are you looking at?"

Huang single weirdly said, "You are crying."

Chen Shi stretched out his hand and his hands were wet. He widened his eyes and looked at the horrible expression. He said for a while, "It’s saliva."

Huang Dan said, "Can saliva flow out of my eyes?"

Chen Shili is strong and strong, and his ears are red. "Others can't, I can, how come, do you have opinions?"

Huang Dan’s voice is crying. “No opinion, do you have toilet paper? Give me some.”

Chen Shi gave him all the toilet paper in his pocket. "You cry so much, why don't you carry toilet paper with you?"

Huang Dan’s nose, “Forgot.”

He didn't cry, and found that Chen was still crying, and there was no sound. He was crying silently. It was so sad that people would look sad.

Chen Shizhen, "Fucking, too much saliva, leave me alone, let me finish myself."

Huang Dan laughed and gave him the rest of the toilet paper.

On the day of the test, Huang Dan and Chen Shi were in an examination room, and the position was casual. They sat together.

Chen Shi’s pencils were all cut, and when they were taken out of the pencil case, they attracted a lot of people’s attention.

Huang Shan looked at it. Xia Wei said that they were right. The pencils cut by Chen Shi were long and slender, and the sawdust was cut evenly. It was like a work of art. The hand bones of the pen were distinct and very good.

Chen Shi also saw the yellow single pencil, the **** is almost the same, he snorted, "Ugly dead."

Huang Dan snorted. "You look good."

Chen did not expect that he was not only angry, but also responded very seriously. He did not know what to say at the moment. He found the eraser. "That, thank you."

Huang single sly, after a few moments, I understand that Chen Shi refers to the last time he blocked him. "You are welcome."

Chen Shi casually asked, "Which examination room is Shen Liang?"

Huang Dan said that he did not know, "I only saw him go upstairs."

Chen Shi snorted. "Your teacher is here?"

Huang Dan said it.

Chen Shi also asked if the half-length sketch in the morning was unsure. The intention of finding nothing was obvious. He could not even see himself.

Huang Dan did not notice it, and answered every question he seriously.

Chen Shi thought, really a serious person, it seems a little embarrassing.

It didn't take long for the teacher to come in with the model.

The model is a young girl in her twenties, with short hair and a military green casual jacket on her upper body. The zipper is pulled over the neckline.

Huang Dan and Chen Shi are sitting side by side. The two people have similar angles and are the best three-quarters.

Chen Shi's paintings are very delicate and gentle, completely different from his own feelings. When he draws, only the pen is moving, and the number of times with rubber is very small.

Huang Dan looked at a few eyes. He liked the paintings of boys very much. He hoped that he would have the opportunity to draw a picture for himself.

When Chen Shi finished painting, Huang Dan was still dealing with the broken hair on the cheek of the model.

The other candidates in the examination room are painting in front of their respective drawing boards, no one is yelling, and they are not happy for themselves.

Chen Shi was bored and folded his legs. He found that a handsome young man was looking at himself. He first felt that he was familiar with it. After that, he recognized it as a school. It is said that he painted well in the freshmen and did not lose Shen Liang.

The teenager smiled at Chen Shi and seemed confident.

Chen Shi's face is expressionless. When he doesn't want to laugh, his mouth is lazy.

Slowly, Chen found that the teenager on the side was not only eating and tempering, but also painting. The others were almost finished, and he was still painting the corner of the model.

Chen Shi’s voice was low. “It’s almost done.”

Huang Dan’s pen didn’t stop, he had to draw the last minute, “No painting.”

Chen Shi said with only the volume he could hear, "I paint very well, believe me, if I am first, you are absolutely second."

Huang Shan said, "I want to take the first."

Chen Shi, "..."

He stunned. "If you take the first, I will..."

Huang Shan said, "When I took the first one, I said."

Chen did not hold back, and he laughed with a silly smile. Fortunately, his face was so handsome, and there was a mature taste that other boys did not have, so it did not cause any resentment and white eyes.

Out of the examination room, Huang Dan went to dinner with Chen Shi, and later had a tail, which is the handsome boy.

Without a few words, Huang Dan knows that this boy is the same person as Shen Liang.

A meal was not very comfortable to eat. Chen Shi was separated from Huang Dan and did not know where to go.

Huang Dan found a step to sit, put the canvas bag and the toolbox aside, and looked at other candidates with nothing to do.

Shen Liang came face to face, a memory loss, do not remember the very stiff posture that was made before, "How about the morning exam?"

Huang Shan said, "Not bad."

Shen Liang asked, "I just saw Chen Shi, I have a test room?"

Huang nodded, "Yeah."

Shen Liang’s eyebrows picked and picked, “Have you seen his paintings?”

Huang Dan said that he has seen it.

Shen Liang had a very casual tone. "How do you think he is painting?"

Huang Dan said, "The painting is very good."

Shen Liang smiled. "After all, it is a repeat student. I have been studying for more than a year. I want to say that our freshmen will take exams with repeat students. It is a bit of a loss."

Huang Shan slammed his eyebrows.

After Shen Liang left, Huang Dan saw Zhou Jiaojiao. She was diagonally opposite to the two girls, talking and smiling, and it seemed to be a classmate.

Huang Shan was going to pass, so he deliberately stood up and moved to a conspicuous place.

Zhou Jiaojiao really found the yellow single, happy to wave his hand.

On the yellow single back, she painted the bag and took the toolbox closer. She was introduced by Zhou Jiaojiao to her classmates and said that it was the best in the studio.

The eyes of the two girls watching Huang Dan immediately changed, the same worship and curiosity.

In order to investigate the information about Zhou Jiaojiao, Huang Shan was a boy, and he was mixed among the three girls.

Zhou Jiaojiao has a very good relationship with the two girls. This is the first point that Huang Dan understands.

The second point is that Zhou Jiaojiao liked Shen Liang before. This is what Huang Dan didn't think of. He thought it was just a kind of worship for the good boys.

"Before I was blind, don't say anything about it."

Zhou Jiaojiao stopped the two girls from continuing to make jokes. Her face was not so good. "Oh, it would have been good, why should you mention him?"

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Huang Dan didn't know how to find the topic. When Chen saw him sweeping to him, the eyes were dark. He greeted Zhou Jiaojiao and left.

Two girls look at Zhou Jiaojiao and look at the teenagers who left, they whispered.

"Jiaojiao, you don't love it."

"Move to that person."

Zhou Jiaojia turned around and left.

In the afternoon is gouache, the topic is on paper, an office chair, a burgundy cloth, a bottle of Pepsi, three to four apples...

Huang Shan finished the draft, and squinted at the person next to him, and found that the other party had begun to color, and could not help but glimpse.

So fast?

Chen Shi seems to see his thoughts, the big pen in his hand keeps on the color, the pen is very accurate, and it doesn't drag the water. "You are too slow."

Huang single pumped his mouth.

He wants to take the first place in both doors, it is difficult, the opponent is too strong.

Like in the morning, Chen Shi was the first to finish painting. He planned to wash the brush and found that the color of the dark part of the boy was not adjusted, and he forgot to find the complementary color.

When the brow moved, Chen opened the paint box, held the palette in one hand, and clicked on it with one hand. When the boy’s afterglow came over, he adjusted his face in front of him.

Huang Dan said softly, "We are competitors."

Chen Shi lost the palette and the pen. "Draw you, Zhang."

Huang Shan took Chen Shi’s coming and covered the color of the dark part. He leaned back and looked at the painting with his eyes open, and found that the whole painting was softer.

After the test, Huang Dan said, "Don't look for a hotel in the evening, go to sleep there, don't want money."

Chen Shi almost fell off the steps, he coughed, and when he turned his head, he was always lazy. "Go to you? I am afraid that you have eaten me."

Huang Dan, "..."

In the end, Chen Shi went to the residence of Huang Dan. After finishing the two exams, they were very tired. They didn't have the energy to play the game you guessed. I guessed the game. After washing, I lay down on the double bed and slept.

But they didn't sleep and slept separately.

In the night, Huang Dan was waking up. He pushed the leg on his body and pushed it up again. It was very heavy. "Chen?"

The boys at the end of the bed sleep like pigs.

A sigh sighed in the darkness, and the next moment the quilt moved, Huang Dan went to the end of the bed.

Chen Shi has been doing farm work since he was a child, and he has developed the habit of getting up early. When others are studying early, they are still squatting around their eyes after washing their faces. The face is full of love, but it is not a thing for him.

Around five o'clock, Chen Shi woke up. He opened his eyes and introduced a face. He was very fragrant and his lips were all swaying. He didn't know what dreams he was doing. He had a dream in his dreams. The rich man took the beautiful girl and gave birth to a bunch of dolls.

Inexplicable thoughts emerged in my mind. When Chen wanted to laugh, he found that he did not laugh, and his brows were unconsciously wrinkled.

It’s not fun, it’s boring, it’s not happy.

Chen Shi’s face changed.

After a few seconds, the bed violently vibrates, one is pushed out of the bed, and the one pushing the back leans back against the wall.

The bed was very short, the ground was soil, and the yellow single did not hurt when it fell, but Chen Shi’s head hit a bag.

Chen Shi’s inhalation, "Your boy is the one who will give me."

Huang Dan got up from the ground, patted the gray on his body and went to bed, sleeping in the corner of the quilt.

Chen Shi, "..."

After a while, Chen Shi kicked his back against his teenager. "The sun is soaking, when are you going to sleep?"

Huang Shan said, "The alarm clock is not ringing."

Chen Shi changed his posture and straightened his long legs. "You don't show me the bag on my head?"

Huang Shan said, "Don't be jealous, it will be fine."

Listening to his tone, a very experienced look, Chen Shi’s face was pumping. “Don’t sleep, I’m hungry. Is there anything to eat?”

The boy suddenly turned over and Chen was shocked. Fortunately, he did not wake up.

In the next moment, Chen Chen felt that he was the main character of the eight-point file, or the heroine. What kind of ghost is the heartbeat?

Huang Dan didn't know what Chen was thinking about. His eyes didn't open. He said vaguely, "There are biscuits and yogurt in the drawer, and candy, so I won't quarrel with me any more."

When Chen went to open the drawer, he found that there was a box left in the yogurt. He only took the biscuits.

After eating a large bag of biscuits, Chen Shicai went to look at the room. It was very empty. It was a bed, a table, a chair. He looked down at the bed, but it was full of stuff. It looked like it was sorted out.

Chen Shi opened the curtain in front of him, and there was a small stove, teapot, pots and pans, barrels and pots on the outside, and a dozen pieces of coal and tongs were piled up in the corner.

He looked around and found a chair in the room.

The screaming sound suddenly sounded, and Chen was shocked. He saw the teenager sitting on the bed and yawning and blinking his eyes. It was the alarm that the alarm clock rang.

"What broke your alarm clock, how is the sound so strange?"

Yellow single finds the slippers to put on, "Alarms are not all this sound?"

Chen Shi put his hand in his pocket. "Is it?"

Huang Shan said, "Yes."

There is no closet in the house. The clothes of the yellow single are not in the box, or in the bag. He will put the chair to be worn the next day the night before.

When I changed clothes, Huang Dan didn't care about another person in the house.

Chen Shi saw the teenager greeted him without taking off his pajamas. His face was stretched. "What are you doing?"

Huang Dan did not look back, "Change clothes."

The door opened and the door went out.

Huang single slowly tied the button, put on the sweater, went to the jeans, changed the clothes, he threw the toiletries into the basin, and took the basin out to say to the people in the yard, "Come and brush your teeth."

Chen Shi was smoking and did not respond.

Yellow single unscrewed the faucet to receive water, "Do not brush your teeth, mouth odor."

When Chen’s forehead was drawn, he smoked the smoke.

At eight o'clock, Huang Dan sent Chen Shi to the station, and the two had breakfast on the road.

When he got on the bus, he tightened his body and broke his fist in his pocket. He struggled with fear in his own world.

Huang Dan wants to hold his hand, the time is not up.

The bus stopped at the platform inside the station. Huang Dan took Chen Shi to get off the bus. The two found a smell of gasoline, couldn't see the car, and couldn't hear the sound of the engine.

A shaking hand wipes the cold sweat, the lips are bloodless, one crying and tears, the chin is wet with tears, and if the brothers are worse than the miserable, it is better than the winner.

Chen Shi wondered, "Why are you, why are you crying?"

Huang Dan said, "Distressed."

When Chen’s brow wrinkled, he wanted to sing a few words and saw the face of a teenager covered with tears. He suddenly lost his mind. “How old are you, how do you get a distressed problem?”

Huang Shan said, "Because you are uncomfortable, I can't look at it. I feel distressed at first glance."

Chen Shi turned his head. "What are you talking about?"

Huang Dan did not repeat.

Chen Shi did figure it out himself. It was like being pressed by the pause button. The movement of his standing up was a stagnation, and the half-sounding was straightened back. "What joke?"

When he said this, Chen did not bow his head, saw the black hair of the boy, and a few drops of water in front of him.

Huang Dan also stood up, just looked at him with red eyes.

After that, both of them were silent.

Standing in the waiting room, Chen Shi looked at the mobile phone from time to time. The time from the check-in was getting closer and closer. The teenager did not leave and did not speak. It was not clear what the mind was. He could not understand.

Chen Shi shouldered a backpack with his shoulders, and the ghost made a sigh of relief from his mouth. "Hey, do you like me?"

Huang Shanyu picked up the eyelids.

When Chen Shi asked, he wanted to smoke a big mouth, what did he say? The brain was kicked by the beggar?

At this point, it was just the time to check the ticket. Chen, by the advantage of height, quickly passed over the crowd and ran to the front. His handsome face was black and faint, and he was a little annoyed.

Chen Shi whispered and gave birth to his own anger. "Fuck!"

Just when Chen took out the ticket and prepared to hand it to the ticket inspector, his arm was shackled, and the young man picked up his toes and came up and said something in his ear.

Chen did not look back, and checked in and went in.

A week later, Huang Dan painted the painting back at night, and saw a suitcase at the door. There was also a boy who was sitting on the box with his legs crossed and smoking three or four cigarette butts on the floor.

Chen Shi was in a god, a deep smoke circle just came to his mouth and saw the boy coming over. His throat moved, his buttocks stabilized, his toes slammed on the ground, and he took the right to speak first.

"After the test, I didn't paint before. I looked at the model when I was sketching. I didn't like painting. I went out and went out. I looked at me with sympathy and poor eyes. I think I will have another year. After repeating the class teacher, I know that I will come to the studio where I am going to stay."

Huang Shan said, "There are many undergraduates in the class, the class teacher will be very happy."

Chen Shi opened the mouth of the cigarette, and opened his mouth with anger. "Yes, I am not bothered by him, I will come."

Huang Shan said, "Shen Liang is next door."

Chen Shi snorted. "I don't share with him. His man is different. He is very special in my heart. I am afraid that he will fall asleep and use my knife to wipe my neck."

Huang Shan said, "It is possible."

After the joke, the two did not speak, a leisurely standing, a cigarette on the box, the whole world was quiet.

Chen Shi smashed his cigarette **** on the floor and took the shoes and smashed it. "Speak to you."

Huang Dan went to the door. "What?"

When I was close, Chen’s breath was a bit messy. He slammed on the lighter. "No, your kid said what you are at the station, isn’t it counted?"

Huang Shan said, "Do you like me?"

Chen Shi’s leg came out, “Yes, that is...”

Huang Dan did not give him the opportunity to say "I know."

Chen knows that he is fooled. He grinds his molars and wants to bite. "So you still don't let me in?"

Huang Dan asked, "Are you coming over because you were bothered by the class teacher?"

Chen Shi’s face appeared unnatural and fleeting. He said hard, “nonsense, or what else?”

Yellow single silk does not move.

Time passes by, Chen Shi’s breathing gradually becomes heavy and his eyes become fierce. He is defeated, surrendered, admit defeat, surrender, and cut his heart. “Mom, Laozi is running towards you! ”

Huang Dan took the key to open the door.

Chen Shi turned his eyes and felt that he was a sheep into the tiger's mouth. He still had nothing to eat, and he was eaten to death.