I took the letter paper and painting into my arms, ran upstairs with a smoke, and regardless of Yuan Yuan and Yu Qiumu's surprised eyes, I just lay on the bed and covered the quilt. In the darkness, I gasped softly, my heart still pounding: it's okay, it's good to run in time, I hope he doesn't hear anything, he doesn't see anything, alas, why is he always so unlucky?

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, I suddenly lifted the quilt and surprised Yuan Yuan, who had just sat next to my bed, and I quickly smiled awkwardly: "Haha, Yuan Yuan, I'm sorry." ”

She grabbed her neat short hair, picked at the corners of her mouth, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's weird, why are there boys in the garden downstairs for our girls? Isn't it closed?"

"Why can't there be boys, there is a boy's dormitory opposite, don't you know after so many days?" Yuan Yuan looked out the window and turned her head to show a look, "I'll tell you, that night, in that bedroom, I also saw a muscular man, that figure is amazing, if my future boyfriend is such a figure, I will be content, tsk~"

"Huh~ Hurry up and wipe your saliva, you can still see it clearly from such a distance, open the eyes of the sky?Alas, I didn't think much about it, I was startled when I heard the boy's voice just now. ”

"Yo, are you shy? Say, did you do something bad, don't do bad things during the day, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, this is a situation, say it quickly. "Alas, Yuan Yuan can always give full play to the careful thinking of gossip.

I sighed and glanced sideways, Yu Qiumu was also staring at me with sparkling eyes: Big brother, let me go, little brother, I'm just, just frightened.

"Sleep, sleep, I'm going to sleep, I can't hear, I don't hear anything......" I put on the quilt and pretended to sleep.

Yuan Yuan squeaked me a few times, and when she saw that I was not afraid of itching, she gave up, and said with a smile through the quilt: "Xiao Xixi, I'll wait for you to wake up, and then tell me if the boy's voice is good or not, and what he looks like......

I smiled bitterly: Yuan Yuan is crazy about her boyfriend, but it's okay, I have Cheng Muhui, oops, I feel good in my heart, I hope Muhui will get better soon.

……

Our forensic pathology teaching and research department is equipped with an autopsy room, a refrigeration room (a room specially used to house corpses, there is no freezer, the whole room is a low-temperature environment, because there will not be too many corpses, so there are only a dozen iron beds side by side) and pathological slice processing room, etc., the equipment conditions at that time are far from comparable with now, but under difficult conditions, countless forensic workers still stick to it, think about their enthusiasm and dreams at that time, it is good.

"You're the first time?" Xia Fan asked with a scalpel in his hand and an indifferent expression.

The weather was cold enough, and Xia Fan's cold eyes made me tremble.

This is not the first time I have seen it on Brother Yang's dissection table, and it is far more bloody and cruel than this, Brother Yang receives all criminal cases, while the dissection room of the university receives more medical cases, and the deceased looks very upright and clean, many times, when they look at it from a distance, they seem to be asleep. However, every time I touch the deceased, I have a very complicated feeling, indescribable, timid, sad? All I know is that the softest part of my heart has been trembling slightly.

It was the first time I had dissected a cadaver by hand, and it was the first time, so I was a little nervous, and it was obvious that my fingers were shaking slightly. Looking at Xia Fan again, he exuded a calm aura from the moment he entered the door, which pressed me so hard that I couldn't straighten my waist. I remember Yuan Yuan once said to me: "Xia Fan is a person who has dissected more than 100 corpses, tsk, there is a director father who has a lot of resources." "I sighed in my heart, what should I do? I wasn't on the same starting line at all.

Xia Fan has already begun to go under the knife, from the jaw to the pubic symphysis, in one go, the movements are smooth and standard, as demonstrated by the teacher, I only feel that my mind is foggy.

"Dumb?" he asked suddenly.