Lu Changku's eyes flashed a little heavy, and his soft tone did not change at all: "What can you see?" I don't have a crush on her, I don't do anything strange, I have an ordinary relationship with her. ”

He looked at him lightly, like a soft hand, but he pinched the boy out of breath.

The boy clenched the things in his hand tightly and suppressed the anger in his heart: "People like you don't have the qualifications to have a crush on her!" Half a month before her accident, she was fine, but one afternoon, I saw that you interviewed her alone, and you gave her something. ”

"Later, she seems to have changed as a person, and her mind is all about the puppet club!"

Lu Changkut looked at him meaningfully, as if thinking about something, and replied slowly: "Half a month before the accident, it seems that it is the time to prepare the candidates for the puppet exhibition. When you say that, I do have some impressions. ”

"She was in a hurry that day, so I could only stop her temporarily, and I told her." As he spoke, he recreated the scene in that admiring and encouraging tone:

"Your talent is very good, and if you can participate in the exhibition, your work will definitely open a new door for you in your life, and I hope you will be remembered forever by the world. If you wish, I cordially invite you to participate in this puppet exhibition. ”

"That's what I said at the time." Lu Changku's smile showed a gentle smile as if he was reminiscing: "Because she is so good, I am very impressed, so I have kept these words firmly in my mind, and I haven't changed a word of them." ”

The boy obviously didn't believe his rhetoric, and asked, "But why did she become like that after that day?" She seems to be crazy, and she spends all night in the puppet club?! ”

"This ......" Lu Changkut thought about it very seriously: "Maybe I have too much expectation for her, she wants to complete this thing too much, so the pressure is too great, so this situation will occur." ”

"As for what you just said, what I gave her is just a doll experience I made with a notebook, but it may have been searched by the police as evidence, and I can't be sure."

The boy's form shook a little weakly, he still couldn't believe that this person was really so innocent, and the hatred on his face was still struggling to die.

Lu Changkut continued with an innocent face: "I am sincere, if you want to get any information, you can ask the police, all the places at the scene have been searched before, no matter how powerful I am, I am not as powerful as professional people like them." ”

"If you can't dispel my doubts, you can question everyone in the community during the day."

He has basically opened everything to the open, if you don't believe anything, you can check it, and I will neither stop nor suppress it.

In short, with a clear conscience, there is nothing to hide.

The boy was stunned by his sworn words, and he didn't vent his anger, all of them hit the soft mud and were digested and absorbed by themselves.

The belief that was still burning just now gradually fell, and there were disappointments and exhaustion, all of which were intertwined, extinguishing the fire in his heart one by one.

It can be said that the clue of the club is his last hope to find Chen Yihuan.

But was he really mistaken?

This club is the same as ordinary clubs, and the hostility towards the president is just its own prejudice?

Is it in order to get an answer that can be attributed to the root cause, and forcibly inflict the mistake on others?

Under Lu Changku's gaze, he let go of his hand holding the door.

The care on Lu Changku's face was a little sincere: "I can understand your heart, suddenly you lose your place, and whoever you put it on will be very painful." Because you are kind, you are actually reasonable enough. ”

"But you're not such a person, and it's not your intention to do such a demented thing now, is it?"

The boy's other hand holding the knife loosened a little.

Lu Changku's soft voice was like hypnosis, with unique magic: "Enough trouble, enough venting, go back, don't ruin yourself for some false speculation." Your life and future are still very long. ”

"Dang!"

The boy feebly let go of his other hand, and the knife landed between the soles of their feet, reflecting the cold light in the light.

He slowly calmed down from Lu Changku's words, staring at the knife that fell to the ground, and then he realized what he was doing, and he was afraid that it would sweep through his brain like a torrent from his back.

He suddenly froze there a little helplessly, and his voice was subconsciously a little panicked: "You...... Would you tell the school? ”

Lu Changkut half-squatted down, picked up the knife on the ground, and said understandingly: "Don't worry, everyone has a moment of impulse." ”

He wiped the dust off the blade with his fingertips: "Everyone has a chance to make a mistake and turn over a new leaf, since you didn't do anything hurtful, why did I send you to the end of the road?" ”

The boy lowered his head a little ashamedly, his blood was boiling with shame, and he stumbled and said, "I'm sorry, I won't bother you casually in the future, the loss caused ...... I'll compensate. ”

Lu Changkut put away the knife, "I can't talk about disturbance and loss." It's good that the misunderstanding can be solved.,As for that puppet.,It's actually not a particularly outstanding work.,If it's broken, it's broken.。 Isn't it a good deal to be able to exchange an enemy for a friend of oneself for a bad puppet? ”

The boy was so embarrassed by his understanding that he wanted to dig a pit on the spot and bury himself in it.

Compared with the other party's glamorous generosity, his own bad behavior is even more unbearable.

And Jiang Futing still silently covered himself in the rags, from the thrilling opening to the low end of this big scene, and from their fierce and clear words, he automatically filled up the initial impressions of the two in his mind.

The boy who is looking for trouble looks full of ruthlessness, but he is simple-minded, easy to be impulsive, and is taken advantage of.

And that Lu Changku, just like the first time he met in the afternoon, was not as simple as expected.

The aura is not simple, the experience is not simple, and the thoughts are not simple.

Jiang Futing originally thought that in this tense situation, there would be a big conflict between the two people, but Lu Changkut was too cautious.

would rather be inexplicably humiliated, but simply resolve this matter lightly.

His forbearance is beyond the reach of others, including his ability to guide when he speaks, consciously or unconsciously.

It is better for people with this kind of personality to have no criminal factor, and once they do, people with high IQ and strong hearts like this are quite tricky for the police.

If he does not have the criminal factor, it is only a matter of time before he reaches the society in the future.

Such a person is really suitable for surviving in the big dye vat, he is like a specially created product of the big dye vat.

Beautiful, exquisite, bent and stretched, able to use everything that can be used.

After the boy left, Jiang Futing calmed down his patience and waited for Lu Changkue to leave.

But Lu Changkut was not in a hurry, he walked around the activity room, playing with the knife in his hand.

The spatula juggled up in the air, spun around a few times, and then fell again.

He didn't look at it, he walked on his own, and as soon as his fingers were raised, he caught the handle of the knife and continued to throw it up.

After playing like this several times, as he stopped, he finally had enough fun and didn't throw it upwards again.

The wandering gaze slipped around the activity room several times, but found no other heresy.

Lu Changkut gave up exploring, packed up the broken dolls, stacked them together with a little disgust, picked them up horizontally, and slowly walked towards the waste corner where Jiang Futing was.

Jiang Futing followed his footsteps approaching this side and raised his heart again.

For such a cautious, sensitive person, as long as there is a slight slackness, it is to push yourself into the fire pit.

Fortunately, Lu Changkut didn't look too much, he walked to the dead corner and threw the things in his hand casually.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, the broken stump just smashed into Jiang Futing's mouth impartially, and then hit his instep with another bullet.

Jiang Futing endured the suffocating pain in his mouth, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

And the torso of the doll was pressed against the rag, probably because the weight and throwing force were too great, and one side of the rag was pressed down and slid down, just sliding to Jiang Futing's side, revealing the corner of his shoulder.

His heart beat like a roller coaster to the highest point!

Lu Changku clapped his hands casually, and suddenly lifted his eyelids.

The eyes of the two were separated by a thin layer of rags, and they clashed again!

Lu Changkut seemed to have discovered something, and raised his feet and walked towards Jiang Futing.

Every time he took a step, the alarm bell in Jiang Futing's mind was shouting wildly, and the frequent alarms were pulled to the extreme, and his heels tightened again.

When Lu Changkut stopped, the two of them were almost face to face, and Jiang Futing could feel his warm breathing on his face through a layer of cloth.

He controlled his breathing and heartbeat more carefully, making himself look more like a dead man.

Lu Changkut looked at it for a while, but he didn't pay attention to what was famous, so he could only retract his tiptoes.

The flowers on the cloth had been stained with dust, and the pattern was already exaggerated and messy, he didn't see Jiang Futing's face clearly, and he could only judge the general outline from the drooping cloth.

Lu Chang withered back to his inexplicable god, and muttered in a low voice: "Who made such a tall puppet, not to mention the shape control, now that it has failed, it will waste so much more materials." ”

Jiang Futing's stiff back loosened slightly.

As a result, Lu Changkut suddenly turned his head to look at him.

Jiang Futing once again deeply realized how difficult this person is, or how terrible it is to control people's psychology.

And this time, Lu Changku finally appreciated enough, and let him go with great mercy, turned off the light, and closed the door at the door.

How terrible this person is - even if he closes the door, locks the door, and leaves from the corridor, Jiang Futing always feels that those eyes are like a nighthawk that is preying, locked on himself for a moment, ready to strangle himself anytime and anywhere.

So much so that after Lu Changkut left for at least ten minutes, Jiang Futing dared to relax, tore off the rags, and walked out of the dead corner.

The activity room has returned to darkness and silence once again.

Out of caution, Jiang Futing leaned against the wall by the window, he turned his head sideways, and through the window, he sifted through all the buildings and open spaces that could be seen outside, and then took off half of his guard and continued to act.

The appearance of two people in a row had completely interrupted his original plans and train of thought, but it was also an accident to have an in-depth understanding of Lu Changku.

Judging from Lu Changku's performance just now, there is indeed nothing special to hide outside the activity room.

The only thing he didn't know was the dusty storeroom.

Judging from the conversation just now, Lu Changku's reaction was both cautious and perfect.

But if there was something in the pantry, the boy would definitely reveal something different.

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