After she drew a few lotus flowers, her thin shoulders suddenly twitched, and tears dripped down, wetting her waist-length hair on her chest. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After a while, she wiped away her tears and stared at the freshly finished painting in a daze, when suddenly, her hand holding the brush was raised high and poked at it. But her hand stopped in mid-air, as if she heard something, she looked back behind Wu Xi, her eyes were full of horror. Wu Xi turned her head to look back, but there was nothing there except the property that was impatiently urging her to leave quickly.

Wu Xi had to agree and walked out of Hu Yanqi's house, and she asked the property manager beside her with an anxious face: "Have you seen Hu Yanqi's daughter-in-law?" I heard that she was angry with her and ran away from home. ”

"Why do you ask this?"

"She doesn't have very long hair." She couldn't make up any more reasons, so she just went straight to the point.

"Yes...... Oh, yes. The property manager was frightened by her momentum, "It seems to be called Zhong Ming." ”

"Zhong Ming." Wu Xi typed this name into the search engine, strangely, she didn't seem to be well-known in the painting world, and she didn't even have her own entry. She looked down one by one, and finally found what she was looking for - the admission list of the 2010 graduate students of Aoki Academy of Fine Arts, and the word Zhong Ming was prominently displayed on it. Isn't Hu Yanqi the teacher of that art school, so it seems that Zhong Ming should have met her there, and it is very likely that she was her student, and later became her daughter-in-law. But what's going on with that painting? Why is this Zhong Ming's painting being exhibited around as Hu Yanqi's representative work? And the most important point: how did Zhong Ming die? Why did she turn into a resentful spirit and was reluctant to enter reincarnation for a long time?

Wu Xi suddenly became irritable and buckled the computer heavily. She looked ahead, as if there was an invisible enemy there: who are you, and how many people you have to kill before you stop.

"Dumbo, Dumbo." Tintin rolled on the bed while talking in his sleep, kicking the quilt to the ground. Wu Xi shook his head lovingly, this little fool was walked by her all night, and she didn't figure out what was going on until she went to sleep. She walked to the side of the bed and tried to pick up the quilt and put it back on Ding Ding, but after a few tugging, she couldn't pull up the thin layer of bedding. Wu Xi lowered his head, but saw a pair of miserable white hands stretched out from under the bed, clutching the corner of the quilt tightly. These hands were familiar to her, because tonight she had seen her sketch a vivid lotus flower with three or five brushstrokes.

Zhong Ming slowly poked her head out from under the bed, and a thick green silk hung on both sides of her head like a pitch-black waterfall. Wu Xi's legs were weak, and he sat on the chair behind him, unable to move.

"Dorms." She stretched out her hand to Wu Xi, her lips moved slightly, and she laboriously spit out a few words.

"What?" Wu Xi herself didn't know where she got the courage, she squatted down tremblingly, and looked at the woman lying on the ground.

"Dorms, cabinets."

Wu Xi walked through the dark corridor of the tube building and came to a dormitory at the very end, she looked at the house number, 318, yes, this is the address of the dormitory that Zhong Ming told her last night. She knocked on the door, and a crisp short-haired girl opened the door and looked at her.

"I'm Zhong Ming's cousin, and she asked me to help her get some things back." Wu Xi shook the key in her hand, which she found under the bed last night, and Zhong Ming left it for her.

"Oh, come in." Seeing the key, the girl's expression softened, "She hasn't been here for a long time, and I'm still wondering what to do with her things." With that, she pointed to a small wardrobe in the corner.

Wu Xi opened the cabinet door and found that there was a neatly folded stack of clothes inside, she reached into it and touched it layer by layer, and as she expected, it didn't take long for her to touch a hard thing. She pulled it out, and it was a small USB stick. Wu Xi put it in his pocket and pretended to ask the girl who was reading a book casually: "Sister, take the liberty of asking, how is my cousin's mood at school?" Have fun? ”

The girl put down the book and looked at Wu Xi with some vigilance: "Why do you ask that?" As a family member, wouldn't it be better for you to ask Zhong Ming directly? ”

"She's afraid that we're worried, and she always hides everything in her heart, but I can feel that she hasn't really been happy since she went to graduate school, so I want to ask you to see if we can find out the reason, and we can enlighten her."

The girl lowered her head, "You know Zhong Ming, she is a stuffy gourd, she chooses to bear everything silently by herself, and she always shows a calm and breezy appearance to the outside world, she will naturally not tell me if she doesn't tell you, but as her roommate, I can feel that her emotions are indeed wrong." If you look at this dormitory, you should understand that although this is a dormitory for the two of us who are studying for master's and doctoral degrees, under normal circumstances, doctors and masters who have families will not live here. But Zhong Ming, she often stays here, even if there are no classes at the school at that time. I remember very well that last summer, she once lived in the dormitory for a month, and you must know that there was no food in the school cafeteria during the holidays, so why would she rather buy something to eat every day and live in this kind of small dilapidated building without air conditioning, rather than go home? She looked at Wu Xi slightly apologetically, "There are some things I can only say here, I hope you can understand, after all, I haven't graduated yet, but I hope you can persuade Zhong Ming, there are some things that you should let go or let go, otherwise you will push yourself into a desperate situation." ”

"Her painting ......," Wu Xi wanted to say and stopped.

"She's a very gifted person, much better than her mentor."

Wu Xi held the USB flash drive tightly in the palm of his hand, as if it was the last ray of light in Zhong Ming's dark life.

"Teacher Huyan, are you looking for me?" Zhong Ming timidly pushed open the door of the office, and saw that Hu Yanqi was the only one inside, and the nervousness in his heart couldn't help but increase a little more.

"You're here, come in and sit down." Hu Yanqi got up and took her hand and closed the office door by the way.

Zhong Ming sat on the sofa unnaturally and took a cup of hot tea handed by Hu Yanqi. She looked at the woman in front of her who was warmly welcoming her, and secretly had a trace of doubt in her heart. Before she entered the school, she had heard that her tutor was notoriously difficult, and even the students she had led had a lot of criticism about her. But now it seems that this is not the case at all, is it because everyone is spreading falsehood?

"Zhong Ming, you take this." After a few words of greeting, Hu Yanqi opened the drawer, took out an envelope and handed it to her.