In the dark night, the bright street lamps are condescending, and the light pulls slender shadows on the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Fan Yingying retracted her gaze, she inadvertently glanced at the ground, and saw that a place was vacant in the row of shadows of Qi Brush.

She looked up at the shadowless person in disbelief, dumbfounded, it turned out to be the boy named Wang Lei.

Fan Zhuang didn't notice it at all, and several people were making a fuss, giggling and laughing, lively and lively.

Fan Yingying's heart tightened, she wanted to call Fan Zhuang over, but she was afraid of attracting the attention of others, and when she was flustered in her heart, she felt a tightness in her hand, and Han Sicheng's fingertips, which had been holding her before, were slightly forced.

Fan Yingying turned her head to look at him, and met him with a calm gaze.

Fan Yingying's heart suddenly settled down, and Han Sicheng also noticed this matter, so he proposed to send Fan Zhuang back to the bedroom.

Han Sicheng held Fan Yingying's hand and shook it gently, the meaning of comfort was beyond words, Fan Yingying pulled the corners of her mouth at him, and nodded without a trace.

Fan Zhuang's bedroom was much cleaner than expected, and there was no scene of smelly socks flying around.

Among several people, the bedding on Fan Zhuang's bed is the thickest, and the tools on the table are the latest and most complete, Fan Yingying took a look at it, relieved, and has been worried about Fan Zhuang's discomfort here, and she is worried about it.

Fan Zhuang was very happy, whenever he met classmates along the way just now, he would always proudly introduce a sentence: This is my sister, my sister.

Fan Yingying didn't feel anything before, she was a little embarrassed to be shown off by him three times and twice, and blushed.

After entering the dormitory, Fan Zhuang pulled Fan Yingying to sit on his bed: "Sister, you sit here." ”

Fan Yingying sat and looked at Fan Zhuang's part, and was surprised: "You cleaned it up?" ”

Fan Zhuang smiled: "What's the matter, our dormitory is on duty in turn, and they think I'm stupid, so they help me do it every time." ”

Fan Yingying knew in her heart that these people must have borrowed Fan Zhuang's light on weekdays, and if they had no money, they would use their work to deduct it.

Fan Yingying was talking to Fan Zhuang, and she secretly looked at Wang Lei out of the corner of her eye, and sure enough, she saw that he looked like he was not giving up, shaking all over the room.

Fan Yingying ran out of ideas, and her mind was desperately turning to think of ideas.

This Wang Lei is wrong, he obviously looks like he is entangled by the ghost, if he is left in the house here, the ghost will definitely come out to harm people, and he must not be left behind.

But in front of these people, this thing can't be done at all.

Fan Yingying was about to die, but she didn't dare to show it, and when she listened to Fan Zhuang's words, she was distracted.

"Hey! What is this! "Zou Yu has never lived in a bedroom since he was so old, he didn't want to come before, but now that he comes, everything is very fresh, and he looks and touches everywhere.

She pulled out a slender box from a cabinet, flat and narrow, and she could smell sandalwood when she got closer.

She couldn't be more familiar with this taste, Zou Yu was surprised, this is fragrant, quite high-end, with independent small packaging, unlike Zhang Jinxia's kind of bag with bundles of bundles.

"Yo, who is this? Is there anyone in your bedroom who burns incense and worships the Buddha? ”

"Hey!" Wang Lei suddenly screamed, and the whole room looked at him.

Wang Lei smiled a little embarrassedly: "No, sister, this is mine." ”

Zou Yu didn't take it seriously, and looked at the incense in his hand with a smile: "It turned out to be yours, do you believe in Buddhism?" ”

Wang Lei stepped forward to take the incense back, put it back in the cabinet, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's not." ”

"Hey, it's your incense? I said that when I went to the toilet last night, I smelled the smell of smoke and fire coming from the corner of the hallway! I haven't heard what you believe? The fourth child ate and leaned on his bed, reaching out to rub his stomach.

"How come, I bought this incense to smoke it when there are mosquitoes in the summer." Wang Lei explained.

The fourth child frowned: "Huh? That wasn't you last night? No way? Then I smell a lot of it. ”

"I don't know." Wang Lei waved his hand: "You got up in the middle of the night, did you fall asleep?" ”

The fourth child was also a little unsure when he said this: "Will it?" ”

Fan Zhuang continued: "Definitely, who has nothing to do in the middle of the night to light incense and play!" Sick! ”

Han Sicheng walked over and said to Wang Lei: "It turns out that lighting incense can still smoke mosquitoes?" What brand are you? I'll take a look, and I'll buy some later. ”

Wang Lei reluctantly took out the incense from the cabinet.

Han Sicheng glanced at the logo on the outside of the box, and took out a stick of incense from the inside: "Your fragrance smells very good, why don't you give it to me?" ”

Wang Lei was stunned: "This, Brother Han。。。。。。 ”

Han Sicheng directly interrupted him: "There are old people in my family, and I especially like to smell this smell, you give me this box, and I can take it as it will when I go to buy it." ”

Wang Lei hesitated: "This 。。。。。。 ”

Fan Zhuang stepped forward directly and patted him: "No, just a box of incense, you are reluctant to give it to my brother-in-law!" ”

Wang Lei explained: "No。。。。。。 ”

Han Sicheng has always been empathetic, but this time, he directly put the incense into the pocket of his coat, and the box containing the incense was too long, sticking out of the pocket for a small part.

Wang Lei glanced at the incense in his pocket and smiled, his expression looking embarrassed and embarrassed.

Han Sicheng accepted the incense, turned his head and asked Fan Yingying and Zou Yu: "It's so late, we should also go." ”

Zou Yu had stayed enough, and hurriedly pulled Fan Yingying to stand up.

Han Sicheng said to Fan Zhuang and the others: "I will come over again next week when I have time, you can think about what you want to eat in the next few days." ”

Fan Zhuang kept sending them downstairs in the dormitory, and Fan Yingying was reluctant: "If I have time next week, I will come over together." ”

Fan Zhuang waved his hand: "No, I'm not very good here!" Don't worry, I'm going to study hard, and you're worried about me. ”

Fan Yingying nodded, and her inexplicable nose was a little pantothenic.

"It looks like the New Year is coming, I'll go back for the New Year."

"Hmm." Fan Yingying agreed, and followed Han Sicheng and Zou Yu to turn around step by step.

got into the car, Fan Yingying's energy hasn't passed.

Han Sicheng turned his head and glanced at her: "Are you okay?" ”

Fan Yingying remembered what she was worried about before, and hurriedly said, "Hey, no, let's go like this, can we do it?" ”

Zou Yu didn't know what was going on at all, and was quite dazed: "What's wrong?" What doesn't work? ”

Han Sicheng leaned on the saddle and took out the box of incense from his pocket: "Don't worry, it won't take long for him to come out." ”

Fan Yingying didn't understand: "Why? ”

Han Sicheng smiled: "The yin soul likes to eat incense the most, especially attached to people, it has no incense now, and it will definitely come out and find a way to get it back in a while." (To be continued.) )