Lying back on the warm quilt, Han Le, who had only slept for more than three hours, couldn't sleep at all, he only felt that his head was a mess, like a mess - people sometimes really don't understand themselves, he can't understand why he doesn't sleep well, and he convulsions to "peep" at whether the other party really left, but he was almost caught by the other party again, thinking of the way Qiao Yiyu threw the note into the trash with an expressionless face last night, and the moment she opened the door today and saw herself, Han Le couldn't wait to dig a hole in the floor and jump downstairs.

After thinking about it for a while with his eyes open, there was also movement in Xie Yongqing's room, and a few minutes later, the door rang again - Xie Yongqing also left.

Now he's the only one left in the house! After realizing this, Han Le only felt a hot current rushing up from his chest towards his head, he had not experienced this urge for a long time, which reminded him of the thought that came to his mind when he was in the third grade of elementary school, because he wanted to go to the playground to play very much, and when he saw his father's wallet on the table again...... Doing bad things, or rather, preparing to do bad things is something that can generate pleasure, especially for long-term law-abiding citizens, people often have this kind of impulse, which is usually restrained by reason and morality, and morality directly tells it, not to do it! Reason, on the other hand, is more euphemistic, if you do this, you will get very bad results if you are discovered, and most people will be able to complete the blocking function most of the time, and in a few cases, this idea will touch the second line of defense.

Obviously, Han Le is in this state now, what he is going to do is actually very simple, that is, to take a look at Qiao Yiyu's book that he wrote for a day, and his motive for doing this is also very pure - not because of the revenge of the other party's humiliation, but simply because of curiosity, not only curious about what Qiao Yiyu wrote, but also curious about what kind of person Qiao Yiyu is, maybe the latter motive is more important to him, because now he is easy to get from the other party's "work" - no matter what is in it, Find a hint of superiority to resolve your inferiority.

As a landlord, Han Le will naturally always keep a key that belongs to "himself", and the door can be locked from the inside, and cannot be opened with a key outside, which means that the probability of being found is almost 0 - even if the other party just comes back, he can prevaricate on the grounds of carelessness, and there will never be a scene like "catching a thief and catching stolen goods". (Female readers, remember to lock your rental room.) ）

While getting dressed, Han Le said to himself that if Qiao Yiyu came back during this period, he would treat himself as if nothing had happened...... Obviously, until he deliberately delayed the time, brushed his teeth and washed his face, the door still did not move.

Maybe it's because of his weak heart as a thief, before locking the door, Han Le also called Xie Yongqing: "Where did you put the mobile hard drive, I'll borrow it." ”

"I looked under my pillow...... No, in the drawer, oh, by the way," Xie Yongqing added meaningfully, "Don't delete the good things." ”

"Where are you?"

"Where else can I be, just got off the subway...... Do not say. After that, he hung up.

Originally, Han Le also planned to give Qiao Yiyu one, but when he thought about it, he was afraid that there would be no silver three hundred taels here, he took a deep breath, and after hanging the safety of the door, he also pulled the door latch to make sure, the door latch was locked, and it did not move at all.

Han Le returned to his room, took out a bunch of spare keys, found the one in Qiao Yiyu's room, and came to take her to the door.

The moment he turned the key, he didn't hear the familiar "click", but the familiar feeling of the door lock being twisted open - Qiao Yiyu didn't lock the door at all.

This discovery made Han Le stunned for a moment, he didn't walk directly into the door, but first took the set of keys back to his room, and after returning to the living room, he just sat on the bench in the living room - I have to say that Qiao Yiyu's completely defenseless attitude towards him made him feel that he was really ...... Immediately afterwards, he found something even more surprising to him, if he was not mistaken, the book he had been trying to read through "immoral" means was now lying in this trash can at his feet - everyone on earth knows that looking through garbage is a completely normal and reasonable behavior, and many people even make a living from it!

He took the book back to his room as soon as possible, wiped the roast duck bones on the surface of the book with a rag, and then quickly walked through the hall, opened the safety of the door, and after doing this, he carefully tied up the garbage bag in the living room, put the small half bag of garbage in the garbage bag in his room, and replaced the garbage can with a new garbage bag - in this way, even if Qiao Yiyu asked himself, he could frankly say that the garbage had been thrown away.

After returning to his room, closing the door and locking it, and turning on the light, Han Le could finally start satisfying his curiosity with peace of mind.

This is a very ordinary soft-sided copy, not too thick, only forty or fifty pages, the cover is clean, if it weren't for the obvious used creases on the edge of the gutter, you would almost think that this is a new book, but after opening it, no one will think so - on the title page, it is full of repeated names, "Qiao Yiyu", these are dense, leaving almost no gaps, so that the original faint blue printing words and patterns on the title page are not clear.

The second page is similar, it is all densely packed with Qiao Yiyu, just take a closer look, the word itself seems to have undergone some changes - from the beginning of the regular horizontal and vertical, like a primary school student's Songti characters, to the back is slightly elegant, with a certain stroke of italics.

Han Le seemed to think of something, and immediately found the contract signed by Qiao Yiyu at that time - he didn't have the heart to pay attention at all, but now he realized that the three words on the contract can basically be regarded as "miserable", the font structure is scattered, the first two words are okay, the glyph is relatively simple, and it is more obvious on the word rain, the frame of the word rain is crooked, like a crooked shed, and the four points inside look very awkward, not like ordinary people from top to bottom at random four points, Rather, it is a very straight diagonal 45 small line segments, just like a kindergarten student learning to write for the first time, lest he make a mistake.

If a handwriting expert were to compare the words on the contract with the last few words on the second page, I am afraid that he would not come to the conclusion that this was written by the same person anyway, and the last three words of the name on the second page were almost written with a ligature, although they were not as elegant and beautiful as many deliberately designed signatures, but they were enough to be called beautiful words - at least much more beautiful than Han Le's crab body.

On the third page, the words are not only limited to names, "Huaxia", "Economy", "Xiaolongbao", "Mobile Phone", "Bus", "Shencheng Station", "Life Can Be Better", "Master Kong", "Bank", ...... The content of the words began to be enriched, many of which are obvious, words everywhere on the street, including nouns, place names, advertisements, brands, it seems to be written as you want, and the three words of Qiao Yiyu before, these words did not look very beautiful at first, but when written under this page, they also began to become pleasing to the eye, at the end of this page, Han Le also saw many names, including "Han Le", and "Xie Yongqing", I have to say, Qiao Yiyu's words Han Le are much more beautiful than Han Le's own.

When he saw this, although Han Le didn't get any information from the paper, his whole person was completely attracted, and he couldn't wait to continue scrolling down.

The next few pages are similar to the third page, the only change is just the content of the words, but Han Le still got a lot of information from it, one thing is obvious, these words are arranged chronologically from front to back, from this clue, Han Le can almost imagine Qiao Yiyu's idea of writing these words all day yesterday - she should be reminiscing, writing things while recalling, writing whatever she wants, and this memory is obviously in chronological order, from the train station at the beginning, to the hotel, Then there's the dinner food, the computer, then the commercials, the names of the characters in the movies, the rental website, and your own screen name...... This was followed by another flurry of place names......

Han Le quickly turned on the computer, and then searched for a map of Shencheng - sure enough, this series of place names was the route from the train station to the community park.

This kind of recollection lasted for more than a dozen sheets, and in the end, Han Le was surprised to see the name of the computer brand he had written to her, and the specific model...... Did she really remember it, or did she watch it later? Within seconds of this thought, Han Le began to laugh at his stupidity - since she could remember every street and road she passed, what was so difficult about remembering a computer model, thinking about this, Han Le only felt that his face was hot.

The practice is almost over here, and the next content is some sketch patterns, which are different from the ones she wrote, these sketches show a high level of art skills from the beginning - from the relatively simple logos and street signs at the beginning, to the more and more complex street and architectural sketches later, including several landmark buildings in Shencheng. On the sides of these patterns, there will also be words related to these buildings, as if they are annotations of these buildings—if Han Le still remembers his original reading catalogue at this moment, that is, to find a little superiority for himself from the booklet, then these annotations may be one of his few opportunities.

For example, on the side of the train station, the words "traffic", "train" and "maglev" are written at the beginning, which are quite reliable, but the addition of "Jupiter" and "Mars" at the back is inevitably too fanciful, and there are also TV towers, electromagnetic waves, and news are all right, but what is the "Big Bang"? …… When he saw the bank, Han Le smiled, because immediately followed by the words "currency", "transaction", "RMB", "engraving printing", "Mao * Zedong" and so on, followed by a picture of the front sketch of the RMB, I have to say that this black and white sketch looks quite like that, especially the portrait of the great man painted, Shen Yun is on par with the real RMB.

After reading this page, Han Le habitually turned down, compared with so many pages before, the content of this page is much simpler, it is a very light and light outline of the character head, but because it is too simple, plus the facial features are blank, almost unrecognizable, and there is no text note on the side, Han Le still wants to turn down, but with a twist of his fingers, this is already the last page of the soft side copy, but he still turned it over, in order to see what else is on the reverse side, but after turning it, Han Le only felt that his whole body was like an electric shock, The whole person stayed there in an instant.

The last page is painted with a person, different from ordinary portraits, the person in the painting is not a frontal painter, but a very unnatural head bowed, although the head is lowered, but it can still be seen that this is a man, a man with slightly messy hair, but the hair is not too long, so it just blocks the forehead, and below this is a pair of slightly raised, secretly glancing at the painter's eyes - the painter's painting skills are so expressive, it can be said that the man's expression at this moment is vividly captured, The muscles at the corners of his eyes were unnaturally stiff, and the dodging panic in his eyes - Han Le even felt that the still painting in front of him had more vitality than what he often saw in the mirror.

In the lower right corner of the painting, Long Fei Feng dances with a string of dates written in Chinese, as well as his name, "2013, January 2, Han Le." ”

Han Le's whole mind was stuffed with this painting at the moment, she painted herself, why did she paint herself? Do you just think it's funny, or draw it ready to laugh at yourself, or maybe it? …… No, it can't be, she's all thrown in the trash...... Is it just a matter of drawing and playing? ……

Han Le has never felt that he is an attractive person to women, he is quite self-aware of this, if he goes on a blind date, he may be able to add some points to himself by relying on the two houses left by his parents, but if he has completely aimless contact with strange women, the biggest possibility is to be ignored.

Before seeing this painting, he never imagined his image in the eyes of others, he always felt that it was not important, even if it was important, he had no intention of seeking change, for example, his straw head, even if Qiao Yiyu moved in, even if he was still in reverie at the beginning, he would not spend even 10 minutes washing his hair and tidying himself up. Naturally, he would not expect that one day, there would be such a beautiful girl, so carefully and meticulously painted his own featureless face, and he could not imagine that the portrait on this paper even looks more divine than the real self, the self in the portrait has a soul and a direction, and that direction is the direction of the eyes, although it is only for a moment, but the sense of direction is very certain, and the real self ......

The so-called shocking power of art sometimes only needs this moment.

……

Qiao Yiyu visited a lot more places today than yesterday, but he bought very few things, only one computer, because of the weight of this computer, Qiao Yiyu had to cancel the idea of shopping in Shencheng all day, and send this computer back first - although the computer is called a notebook, it is heavier than a real notebook I don't know how many times, carrying a mobile phone, wallet, and keys has made Qiao Yiyu very unnatural, and a shoulder bag on his shoulder, Qiao Yiyu really feels awkward.

The house is still similar to when he left, but there is an extra cooled hot pot on the table, which should be Han Le's lunch today - for a single man, there is no food in winter that is more cost-effective than hot pot, Qiao Yiyu entered the room, opened the computer bag, plugged in the power, and began to grope for this antique-level computer, when the system was bought, the clerk had already helped install it, but the driver had not been installed, although the clerk taught the method, but for Qiao Yiyu, the whole process was still a little complicated- It's similar to a modern person learning to use DOS twenty years ago.

Fortunately, the assistant program memorized every step for her accurately, everything went smoothly, and after making sure that everything was installed, Qiao Yiyu searched for the wireless router, and then came over to knock on Han Le's door - to ask for the Internet password.

After telling the other party the password, perhaps out of guilt, Han Le took the initiative to help her install some commonly used software, which was prepared in Xie Yongqing's mobile hard drive, which was much more convenient than downloading it from the Internet.

As the saying goes, if you want to soak well, learn to repair the computer first, if it is left two days ago, even if Han Le can't speak again, he will find a way to find something to say, but today he just watched the progress of the installation of those software in a daze, quietly silent, and Qiao Yiyu stood behind him, while learning the Internet function of the mobile phone according to what Han Le said, while looking at the screen from time to time.

At this time, Han Le's heart can be said to be full of doubts, whether it is Qiao Yiyu's identity, ability, or her opinion of herself, the morning time, Han Le basically spent the morning in various speculations and negative speculations, he originally planned to ask Qiao Yiyu these questions on the side, but when he saw Qiao Yiyu with his own eyes just now, he dispelled this idea - just like Qiao Yiyu said to himself, if he wants to see her, or if he wants to understand her, then he should also be dignified, as in the painting, he cringes like in the painting, in addition to annoying people, It makes himself look down on himself.

"Okay", Han Le unplugged the mobile hard drive, stood up, and then pretended to ask casually, "You seem to like Shenhai very much?" Well, yes, in the morning when I was taking out the trash, I accidentally saw your drawing, and it was very good. ”

Han Le didn't mention his portrait, wanting to see Qiao Yiyu's reaction. But he was disappointed, Qiao Yiyu's face did not show the shy expression that he would normally have when the secret was discovered, but smiled brightly: "By the way, there is another painting that is you, do you see it?" ”

Han Le nodded: "The painting is very good, I am going to stay as a souvenir." ”

Then he gritted his teeth again and said, "Also, I apologize for yesterday's rudeness." ”

"There is no need to be so solemn," this apology made Qiao Yiyu a little surprised, "I'm just ......"

Qiao Yiyu's face was a little embarrassed when he said this, as if he was considering, but he quickly continued: "I just have something to say, you may understand it as an accusation...... Actually, this is just a suggestion. ”

The words of the two became more and more written, which made Han Le a little uncomfortable, in fact, accusations and suggestions, to be honest, no difference in Han Le's opinion, as long as he said it, it was the same, but he was still relieved, at least this proved that the other party's attitude towards him was a lot more relaxed: "It's my own villain's heart." ”

Qiao Yiyu didn't understand, but it didn't prevent her from understanding from her expression.

"It's a bit presumptuous, but I'll ask again." Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Le plucked up his courage and said.

"What."

"I just want to ask, is there anything special about me in your eyes? Or let me put it another way, why did you paint me at that time? This was important to Han Le, who was not sure if the painting he understood was consistent with Qiao Yiyu's original intention.

"Isn't everyone unique?" Qiao Yiyu asked in a daze, and then explained, "But inspiration often only favors the most suitable one, and there is no deliberate purpose, just just want to draw it." ”