I took my things out and found that it had begun to drizzle outside, and then said to Qin Jianghao proudly: "Look, I said it would rain, I didn't lie to you." ”

He glanced out lightly and said, "If I knew that it was only so rainy, I would have come later." ”

...... "Is he still haunted by the cold things before, or is it because he really has something to do?"

I even complained.

When we were in the hotel, Qin Jianghao didn't eat any meals, and probably didn't have a good appetite, and then we went to a wonton shop and ate a bowl of wontons.

When we got home, I quickly took out the hand-painted screen, ready to draw later, Zhang Fukai nested in the sofa and was still chewing snacks for a hundred years, and saw that I was tinkering with the hand-painted screen, and then asked me, "What style of comics do you draw?"

"Love. I said lightly.

Then he said, "There is no future." ”

"......," I gave him a blank look, "then what kind of style do you say is promising?"

"Of course it's a shoujo manga. ”

"Mine is also in this category, okay? There is more than one category for a comic. ”

"I'm talking about the Evil Girl Manga. He said in a tugging.

"......," I glared at him, what a person, really.

Qin Jianghao parked the car and came in, Zhang Fukai saw what he was dressed up today, and he was so surprised that his mouth was open enough to stuff a stinky duck egg.

", why is your painting style different from the Qin Jianghao I know?"

Qin Jianghao took off his coat and put it on the hanger, and then said to him, "How is the matter going?"

Zhang Fukai said in a tugging manner: "I'm hungry, you cook and feed the uncle first." ”

"We've already eaten out. Qin Jianghao sat on the sofa and said lightly.

"Hey, two guys whose conscience has been eaten by pigs. Zhang Fukai complained, then took a pack of snacks he put on the coffee table and ate it, saying, "I have found the family of the girl you said." "I didn't mention letting Qin Jianghao cook again, it seems that he really doesn't like to eat alone.

Qin Jianghao looked at him and said, "Be specific." ”

"It's not actually her family, that girl was abducted and trafficked to that family when she was a child, and that family is not a legitimate family, they make a living by helping people scold people or spreading rumors...... Oh, there is such an interesting profession, it feels even more awesome than the paparazzi.

The girl is also pitiful, it is said that later because she knew that she was abducted, and then escaped once, she was put into a small psychiatric hospital by the family and collapsed, and then she was honest and obedient after she was picked up, and I don't know what method they used to torture her. ”

No wonder that girl was so resistant to "neuropathy" at that time, it turned out that she had suffered inhuman torture before?

The world is so big, there is really nothing to do, there is nothing that perverted people can't do, only what we can't think of.

In the past, I also saw a video forwarded by others in the space, and I saw others recording videos while slowly cutting off the heads of two black people who don't know if they were unconscious or out of breath with a dagger, it was a real video, and now I still feel hairy when I think about it.

Zhang Fukai continued: "I have already found someone to leak this news to the Suzhou Police Department, as for when the results will come out, I don't know." ”

"Thank you. Qin Jianghao said.

Originally, it was just a polite remark, but Zhang Fukai was energetic and asked him: "Then how are you going to thank me? ”

Qin Jianghao said lightly: "I have already thanked you, and if you hear it, even if you accept my thanks." ”

Zhang Fukai: "......".

I looked at Zhang Fukai's deflated expression, and couldn't help but smile, and then when he saw it, he turned his head and yelled at me, "Draw your h, what are you laughing at?"

When Qin Jianghao heard this, he looked up at me, "H Man?"

I turned my head and glared at Zhang Fukai viciously, "Who drew that kind of comic, you don't have much blood!"

"Hey, I've obviously seen you draw a restricted-level picture before!" Zhang Fukai pretended to be a serious man.

"I didn't paint that!" I was angry, this dead man was really a liar. I turned my head to Qin Jianghao's eyes and said sincerely, "I really didn't paint that kind of painting, it's just ...... Sometimes the plot requires a little bit of driving. ”

Qin Jianghao looked at me for two seconds. Then he said, "Even if you paint that, it's fine." ”

He probably meant to say that no matter what type of manga I draw, he wouldn't mind and would support me, but ...... Ah, I really didn't paint that kind of painting, and now paintings with a little scale will be banned, how dare I paint that?

Even if he supports me and doesn't mind, he doesn't want him to misunderstand me for being like that.

Although there is actually nothing, but my heart is uncomfortable, in the end, I still can't get over the hurdle in my heart.

At all times, I want to maintain a good image in front of the people I like.

I decided, in my next comic, I must insert Zhang Fukai in the plot, just give him the identity of cannon fodder, and then write him as a bad and obscene ugly monster in the comics, dwarf and tuotuo, let readers scare him to death, and finally draw him to death.

With such a plan, I felt much better, and then I didn't explain, so I looked at Zhang Fukai and smiled, laughing so disdainfully that he said: "You are like this, you don't want to draw me to death in the comics, right?"

Ouch, I guessed it, but I can't save himself if I guess it, I have to draw him to death.

It rained for two days in a row, and I was very irritable, while my brother and Yuan Fang had already set off for a trip to Yunnan. I was so envious, but someone wouldn't let me go with me.

I am a good girlfriend of Yuan Fang, since she married my brother, she has not played with me much, and she has made few phone calls, fundamentally, she has put all her mind on my brother, which really verifies the old saying - there is no humanity of the opposite sex.

I can't find anyone to play, I paint at home every day, I don't want to paint, Qin Jianghao is always too busy to take care of me, as for Zhang Fukai...... Talking to him is more disturbing than being stuffy myself, and I won't go to find guilt myself.

I suddenly thought of the group of comic authors in S City, although the relationship is not particularly good, but they can be together for two days normally, shopping, eating, so I packed up my things and prepared to take advantage of Qin Jianghao's busy past few days to go to S City to make waves.

Since I brought Qin Jianghao to everyone, no one made jokes about me and Fu Yan anymore, I was happy, and then I found that the cherry blossoms began to think about spring.

also thought that she was ready to launch an offensive against Fu Yan after knowing that it was impossible for me and Fu Yan, but Lu Lu secretly told me in private that Sakura Xiaoyu still couldn't forget her childhood sweetheart.

The man seems to have been arguing with his wife recently, and he has come to Sakura Xiaoyu several times, always confiding in her many things, and always saying how much he regrets it, and saying that he didn't marry Sakura Xiaoyu in the first place, and said that it would be nice if that woman could have half of Sakura Xiaoyu.

That's what he said, but he refused to divorce that woman, which was obviously just trying to have an affair with Sakura Xiaoyu, and it was irresponsible.

Sakura Xiaoyu also understands this, but she just can't control herself, every time that man asks her, she goes out, and she deliberately dresses up to show off.

This kind of thing, everyone who listens to it will think that this woman is stupid and cheap. But only the person concerned knows, let go, it is as simple as two words, but it is very difficult.

I used to insert a leg in the middle when I knew that Qin Jianghao and Qi Jing had a leg. Every day with a hopeful mentality, I hope that he can like himself no matter what.

Even if you can't get his heart, I hope I can stay by his side.

Women's hearts, sometimes they really like to be cheap, who is to blame? I can only blame myself for being a little more affectionate than others.

In this way, what Sakura Xiaoyu told me that day that she was interested in Fu Yan is not true?

It's a pity, it's a pity, what a good man Fu Yan is?

I think if I hadn't already had a place in my heart, I would probably have taken a fancy to him.

After getting off work in the afternoon, I, Lu Lu, Sakura Xiaoyu and Shoushou made an appointment to eat Malatang, and they came out with a meal, and the time was not early, and then they were ready to go back to the dormitory, I had been squeezing a bed with Lu Lu for the past two days, so I went back with them.

When I arrived at the gate, I saw a tall figure standing outside, Lu Lu and Sakura Xiaoyu were still discussing cheaply, who was the infatuated man waiting for in the middle of the night.

When I got closer, I realized that it was Fu Yan.

Then maybe because he knew that I was married, he would see Fu Yan, even if he knew that he was coming to me, the others didn't joke anymore, and then looked at each other, and several people entered the door with a chirp.

In vain, I stood awkwardly at the door facing Fu Yan.

"Why are you here?" I opened my mouth first, in order to break the awkward atmosphere.

"I heard you had something happen the other day, so it's a bit ......"

What he wanted to say later must have been worried, but before he could say it, he suddenly paused, and then stopped talking.

This is even more embarrassing, in fact, from the position of a friend, it is nothing to say something worried, but he just doesn't say it.

"It's just a little thing, I'm fine. I laughed.

"It's okay. Fu Yan said softly.

Then the two of us were silent for a while, I really hated this atmosphere, so I broke the silence first, "The temperature is not too high these two days, the night is relatively cold, you are wearing so little, it is better to go back early, don't catch a cold." ”

With Fu Yan, I always try to act as if I don't remember what he confessed to me, but sometimes the more you try to hide something, the more troublesome your heart will be, resulting in the more indifference you can face.

"Can you walk with me?" he asked, looking at me inquiringly, with a tone of asking for my opinion, but a hint of pleading in his eyes.