The gloomy sky was accompanied by a cool breeze, and in the twilight both the buildings and the vegetation looked ghostly, "squeak-" pushed open a door covered with disgusting yellow excrement, all this I don't know whose masterpiece it was? At this time, the heavy wooden door made the sound of the rusty hinge of the old machine, and the squeak made people listen to the scalp tingling, as if the moment the door was opened, the ghost with green fangs jumped out, and it was greeted by a cool breath, and the smell in the air was "cleaner" than the door Many, as far as the eye can see, this is an extremely dim room, and the sky outside is thick and twilight, in the absence of lights, it looks hollow and terrible, there is no excessive furnishings in the room, there are just simple old and old furniture. Pushing open the door of the inner room, as from the outside, some furniture was dimly visible, and the abandoned light from outside shone crookedly into the room, and it was not obvious that a painting was hanging in the center. Slowly exited the inner room, and was about to go outside, without warning "Knock-", I saw a black shadow hanging upside down from the wall silently, it was a corpse with strange black skin, a dried corpse that had lost too much moisture, the dry corpse's hands were locked behind him by ropes, and his whole body was tied to death, and the corners of his mouth were still smiling at himself with a strange smile, and the eyes that had lost their pupil response were just right together, and his nose could touch the hair of the dried corpse at any time......

Suddenly, a pair of bright black eyes opened from the thick night, Jian Zhen was awakened from the nightmare, his body trembled, and he was horrified and frightened to find that he was still alive, at this time the bedroom was very quiet, a wisp of moonlight in the second half of the night slanted down from the window, suspected to be "frost on the ground", Jian Zhen seemed to only hear the sound of his heavy breathing, and the sound of his roommate's slight and steady breathing.

With a squirm in his throat, Jian Zhen couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief, lamenting that he was having a nightmare at the same time, and unconsciously rejoicing in something, turned over, smashed his mouth, lifted the quilt, curled up like a baby, and closed his eyes again.

On the second day, after the morning self-study, in the cafeteria, Jian Zhen simply bought two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, put the spoon in his hand, and his brain flew in the sky, so he sat at the table and tasted it carefully, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You can't eat it either?" Mu Liu sat in front of Jian Zhen, also two buns and a bowl of porridge, glanced at the food on Jian Zhen's plate, smiled, and sat down.

"It's okay, I don't have much appetite!" Jian Zhen shook his head, took a simple sip of porridge, and said without saying anything.

"It's almost time for the exam!" explained Meru, sighing, "Actually, I'm the same." ”

"You're about the same as me, except you're better at math than me!" Jian Zhen said.

"That's right, this time I'm going to have to overtake the one behind me!"

The latter one that the eye stream said refers to a boy at the back table.,Its original math was taught by the eyes stream.,But I don't know how.,This kid doesn't know how.。 Suddenly, my brain opened up, and I was learning mathematics better and better, and what I didn't expect was that I surpassed my eyes by leaps and bounds in the latest monthly exam. This made it a little difficult for the eyes to accept, so I just said it.

"Don't underestimate others! Maybe someone else pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger!" Jian Zhen couldn't help but splash cold water.

"Cut, it's only a matter of a few minutes that I've surpassed him, just watch if you don't believe it!"

There was a sound of swallowing.

"But ......." Muryu thought of something, and his face turned a little blue.

"But what?" Jian Zhen's face was a little wrong.

"Do you remember what happened that day?" said Meliu, lowering his head and taking a hard bite of the bun in his hand.

"What day?" Jian Zhen didn't understand what the eyes were talking about.

"The last time my brother played chess with the paparazzi, I was to blame. As he spoke, his emotions suddenly fluctuated violently. His brows tightened, and his tone became indignant: "Senior brother did it on purpose, and it's none of my business, if you have to say it's my fault, do you think this person is funny?"

Jian Zhen was silent, lowering his head to deal with his buns, which was a tacit matter. Count silently in my heart.

"And they always call me a woman!" continued Mezumi.

"Maybe I said this because I thought the relationship was good, but it was just a joke!" Jian Zhen raised his head and said casually.

"Besides, I said it too!" Jian Zhen said.

"You're different, most of you call me by name, right?"

Jian Zhen thought about it for a while, opened his mouth, and nodded as if it was indeed like this. "But Senior Brother.... Hey, it's different for the rich, women open their mouths and close their mouths, which makes me so annoying. It's like I'm a good bully. Eyes scolded as he spoke.

"You don't like this title?" Jian Zhen finally understood what Muliu meant.

"I don't like it! Things are on you, do you want to? Do you like people to call you a woman?"

Jian Zhen shook his head, he didn't experience the eyeflow, it was indeed a little unimaginable, as if the eyestream had been bullied all his life, but it couldn't be said that way, it was just a nickname, and it hadn't reached the level of "bullying" so serious, if it was the unanimous targeting of the eyestream by the senior brother and others, there would still be this, but Jian Zhen preferred to think of it as a way to joke. On the contrary, I think that the eye stream is too sensitive, so I am careful.

"Then why don't you make it clear to them?" Jian Zhen persuaded.

"You know, when I talk about it, they always think they're joking. I'll have to shout 'woman' a few more times before I'm willing to let me go!"

Jian Zhen couldn't think of a good way to help Muliu, so he could only hurriedly clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and left a sentence: "I'm done eating, you eat slowly, I still have to leave beforehand." "I left as if I was fleeing. In this matter, it seems that he also has his own credit in it, and Jian Zhen has also coaxed, but he always feels that it is a performance that is related to being both a friend and a roommate.