I was sure that there was nothing strange about it, and my heart was slightly relieved.

Sure enough, it was my own delusion.

He shuddered exaggeratedly, trying to soothe the tension that had risen from the fear he had just had, and hastened to put those strange thoughts behind him.

It must have been a god like Jiang Futing for a long time, and he has become suspicious.

Yang Linsheng immediately recited the core values of socialism dozens of times in his heart, and then continued to walk towards the main entrance of the club.

There are not many people still in the club room, except for the friend he wants to meet, and it just so happens that the girl named Chen Yihuan who met in the library this afternoon is actually there.

What's even more coincidental is that Chen Yihuan was concentrating on making dolls, and almost at the same time, he noticed that someone had entered the activity room.

She raised her head by chance, and her gaze happened to meet Yang Linsheng who entered the door.

I don't know if she was embarrassed because of what happened in the afternoon, the moment her eyes made contact with Yang Linsheng, as if she saw a monster, she hurriedly lowered her head immediately, pretending not to see anything.

Yang Linsheng was puzzled by her, but at the moment, his mind was full of people in his heart, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

He withdrew his gaze nonchalantly, and walked straight to the end, staying directly next to the girl with his back to the main entrance.

The girl's hands were very fair, and they didn't look like they were doing rough work, except for the bandages attached to the fingers and the back of the hands, there were many large and small scratches that had been scabbed and exposed to the air.

Yang Linsheng felt distressed for a while, but the girl didn't realize it, and devoted herself to the production of dolls.

The skin of her former doll was glowing with an unnatural oily sheen, and the complexion was obviously not well adjusted, and it was a little fake yellow, and it looked like a plastic texture.

Compared to the doll I saw by the window outside, it can be said to be very ordinary.

But the things made by themselves are like their own children, no matter how ugly they are, the girl's face is full of unusually satisfied happiness.

"Help me get her fingers." She whispered suddenly.

In this activity room, which is so quiet that only the blade cutting, scraping and sewing is left, it is particularly abrupt.

Yang Linsheng's fingers hidden in his trouser pocket suddenly pulled the fabric in his pocket quite uncomfortably.

You heard that I was coming!

He complained to himself with some grief in his heart, and then replied, "Where's her finger?" ”

After saying that, he realized unresponsively that such a conversation seemed to be so strange that it made people a little panicked.

Just when the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, the girl changed the needle in her hand and began to adjust the details of the neckline of the doll's clothes.

She groaned for a moment, and replied slowly: "It seems to be on the table where the toolbox is placed, you can look for it." ”

"Oh." Yang Linsheng was really not interested in the work in her hand, his eyes swept over the girl's face with a little shyness, and then looked at the messy table on the side.

Steel rulers, various types of scrapers and utility knives, needles and threads of varying thicknesses and lengths, and odd accessories.

Just by looking at the mess, one head became two big.

The boy's childhood is generally racing cars, model airplanes, Transformers and the like, rag dolls and handicrafts, and he really can't arouse the slightest interest in appreciating them.

And these props and fabrics with sharp mouths are really not much different in his eyes.

He could only rummage around the already cluttered table.

"...... on the edge of the toolbox," Yang Linsheng muttered to himself, just in time to see a piece of floral cloth arched high.

He reached out and pressed where he arched.

I can't hold it down, and the thing underneath is a little round and hard······

Fingers for sure!

As if he had enjoyed the fruits of victory, his heart was surging open, but the hand that was holding the fabric was halfway up and suddenly froze in place.

"! What the hell! ”

Yang Linsheng was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the cloth in his hand steadily, and fell directly to the ground.

He was so frightened that he stepped back twice, and he immediately stepped on two dirty footprints on the white floral cloth.

I saw two complete eyeballs on the table facing him, the whites of the eyes were covered with cobweb-like red bloodshots, and the pupils were dark brown, and even the iris and black crystals in the eyeballs could be seen clearly.

When Yang Linsheng was alarmed, one leg kicked the corner of the table, and his two eyes were still shaking back and forth at him, as if waving at him.

The goosebumps that he had managed to suppress just now surged up again.

The girl noticed his movement, so she stopped what she was doing and looked at it slowly: "This-eyeballs." ”

She finished speaking as a matter of course, and then smiled excitedly at him: "Isn't it true! This is made by our president, isn't it! If you look at my technique, you know that I can't make something that similar! ”

Yang Linsheng clapped his hands in shock and muttered, "President? ”

"Whoa!" The girl pointed to a place in the far corner of the activity room and raised her chin: "It's just that person, do you see it?" ”

Yang Linsheng turned his head to follow her line of sight, the light in the corner was very dim, as if there was a huge monster, opening its bloody mouth and swallowing all the light.

A slender boy hides in the dark, seemingly completely blended with the darkness, and seems a little out of place with everything around him.

He was fiddling with the puppet in front of him at the moment, and that puppet felt very similar to the beautiful puppet Yang Linsheng saw in the corridor.

Lifelike, as if injected with life, you can move in the next second.

The puppet's eyes happened to be facing him, and after looking at it for a long time, Yang Linsheng once again had the illusion that she was staring at herself.

"How? Isn't it amazing? The adoration in the girl's tone on the side couldn't be hidden, as if she was the one who made the puppet.

Yang Linsheng looked at the puppet for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little furious in his heart, and immediately retracted his gaze, nodded and said vaguely: "It's amazing." ”

Probably because the activity room was too quiet, no matter how low the voices of the two people spoke, they all fell into the ears of the original owner in the corner.

The boy suddenly looked up, turned his face, and gave them a friendly smile.

In the dark corner, it was like a spotlight at this moment, focusing on his fair and delicate face.

Yang Linsheng's first reaction when he saw it was beautiful!

It was also the first time he had seen a man who could be described as beautiful in reality.

The boy himself is like the dolls he made, so delicate that it makes people feel a little trance, as if he was a perfect work made by hand.

Nice, clean and immaculate.

Even a simple smile is the most standard arc, so that your beauty blooms to the extreme.

But this kind of beauty didn't make him feel very beautiful, as if the other party had an inexhaustible breath and an endless chill.

It's like looking at a dead man.

Yang Linsheng suddenly burst out of this strange thought in his mind, and his steady breathing was chaotic on his own.

He quickly calmed down, jumped out of the strange thought just now, and then nodded politely.

The other party just smiled indifferently, and then turned back to continue making the puppet in his hand.

Yang Linsheng seriously suspected that he must have played the game too late last night, so he was panicked at every turn today, and then he made a major decision in his heart!

Twelve o'clock must go to bed!

As soon as he finished thinking about it, he found that the girl on the side was still looking at the boy's back with some obsession.

A jar of vinegar opened in her heart, didn't she have a crush on Jiang Futing? How can you have a pulse on this president!

"Ahem!" Yang Linsheng was so sour that his throat was itchy and he coughed dryly.

The girl woke up like a dream and came back to her senses, seeing that she had been stared at by Yang Linsheng, and the embarrassment was like a fire suddenly burning in her heart, scorching her body hair and cheeks red.

Just when she was thinking about finding something to relieve her embarrassment, Chen Yihuan's whisper sounded not far away: "That ......"

Yang Linsheng and the girls looked at her in unison.

Chen Yihuan pointed to the corner of their table and said slowly, "Your fingers fell to the ground." ”

The topic suddenly jumped to his fingers, Yang Linsheng was stunned, and then subconsciously looked at the ground.

The light was filtered out by more than half of the table, and when it hit the floor, only an obscure part remained, and the legs cast a shadow on the bottom of the table.

Five fingers of different lengths, shiny with stiff oil, lay on the ground horizontally and vertically.

Although the shape and color are average, the details of the things made by the girls have to be impressive.

The nails of each finger were painted bright red, glowing like blood under the dark table.

Yang Linsheng stared at those fingers, and after a battle of heaven and man in his heart, he finally squatted down on the corner of the table and picked them up one by one.

The cold and stiff touch, the moment he started it, he already felt deep regret!

Why do you want to come up and pick up people, and wait for someone downstairs obediently, isn't it fragrant?

You have to die!

After picking up his fingers, it was as if he had spent centuries, and his back was already wet with sweat on a cool autumn night.

During the afternoon training, he didn't have time to change his clothes, and now he was sweating again, and he could smell the sticky smell of sweat.

All Yang Linsheng's patience and concentration, as if they were about to be unable to be suppressed with the sweat flowing out, were about to be vented together.

When he put his fingers on the table, his attitude was not very good, a little hard.

"Smack!" The palm of the hand slaps against the tabletop, making a crisp sound.

The moment he withdrew his hand, his fingers rolled very delicately, faintly leaning towards him again.

It's just that before he could roll two more laps, he was grabbed by a white hand.

Yang Linsheng glanced at the girl, restrained his anxiety, and urged: "How long will it take you to go?" If it's any later, you won't be able to go to supper in time. ”

"Right now, I'll clean it up." The girl knew that he liked herself, but when she saw that his face was not very good-looking, she was very familiar and no longer consumed his son.

While she was quickly packing up her things, Yu Guang carefully probed his demeanor, and waited for him to ease up a little, then slowed down the movements in her hands, and asked casually, "How are you training today?" ”

"It's alright! In the middle of the afternoon training, I had something to do and asked for leave. Yang Linsheng was a little tired, found a relatively empty table on the side, and leaned directly on.

The girl was very sensitive to capture his details, and pretended to be concerned and asked softly, "Huh?" What's wrong? Uncomfortable? ”

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