Gu Xi saw the clue from my face and smiled: "It seems that you have opened your mind, but you still lack a little bold thinking?" ”

I glanced at him, and secretly hated him in my heart, knowing that he had already made a judgment, but he didn't say anything about it. He turned off the faucet and poured the water out of the cup before saying, "For example?" ”

"For example, the consequences that may result from cracking the pattern hidden in the painting; For example, your address details are not secret. ”

I was stunned, "You mean...... Because I discovered the secret of the hidden picture in the painting, which led to these things? And then it's likely that the pen pal came to me at my address? ”

Gu Xi smiled lightly and poured the glass of water in his hand, "You can make a bold guess." For example, your perverse behavior is," he paused, raising his eyes to look at me calmly, "at the instigation of your pen pal." ”

There was a shock in his heart, and his feet unconsciously approached him, "Pen pal instigated me to stab my classmate?" Why did he do it? And it's impossible, I'm not a child anymore, with the ability to think independently, how can I be instigated to hurt people at will? ”

"Watch my words, I'm talking about your perverse behavior."

"Does it make a difference?"

Gu Xi sneered and stretched out his hand to flick on my head, "The difference is big, abnormal behavior can refer to a kind of phenomenon, and your stabbing classmates is just one of the manifestations." ”

I clutched the sore spot on my forehead and still wondered, not realizing that I was almost leaning in front of him and tilting my head slightly to ask. Gu Xi stared at me with a slightly lazy expression and said, "Forget it, it's too early to count on your brain." To put it bluntly, if you don't lose the ability to judge right and wrong, you must have received some kind of psychological suggestion. In fact, each of us will have psychological disorders, but the degree is different, some people are afraid of heights, afraid of elevators, afraid of confined spaces, afraid of mollusks, dense fear, etc., these are different degrees of mental illness. I am not interested in analyzing your psychological disorder, but if someone takes advantage of that point to make some psychological hints to you, then your temperament will become abnormal, resulting in a series of abnormal behaviors, and hurting others is just one of them. Do I understand what I say? ”

I can't understand it so plainly, but I have already read the pen pal's letters with him, where are the psychological hints? As soon as the thought flashed, I heard Gu Xi say: "As for what kind of psychological hints, I can't help you, maybe there are other things attached to the letter, or maybe in those ten paintings, you are an expert." ”

In the painting? As soon as my heart moved, I immediately wanted to find those letters, but my waist tightened, and I looked down, and found that I don't know when Gu Xi was holding my waist with one hand, and his posture was casual and natural.

I raised my eyes to look at the glowing eyes, and suddenly realized that the heart that used to be pounding was actually very calm at this moment.

Suddenly he was in a good mood, pulled his hand away from his waist, and dropped a sentence: "If you want to use the bathroom, let you go first." Then Shi Shiran walked out, and he didn't care about the shadow behind him, the letter was put away by him before he went out, I looked around and didn't find it, and turned around and asked, "Where did you put the seven letters?" ”

Gu Xi was still leaning against the door frame of the bathroom, his hands in his trouser pockets, and a touch of sunlight just shone on him, as if his face was a little softer.

But in the blink of an eye, he came from the light, but his face was cold. He didn't look at me, only faintly dropped a few words when he passed by me: "Lie down and change the dressing." When he came back from the closet, he carried a medical kit in his hand, and when he saw that my pestle was there, he didn't move, "Need my help?" ”

I immediately turned around and lay down in bed honestly, not to compare myself with this uncertain person.

The gauze was removed, and there was a faint blood stain in the yellow, and I felt that his gaze was clear on my throat for a few seconds, and then I wiped it with a disinfectant cotton swab, which was a little tingling, but it was bearable. I don't know what kind of ointment he applied, but the smell was not only medicative, but there was also a fragrance, and finally a new piece of gauze was pasted.

During the whole process, it was obvious that he was cold, but when I smelled his breath, I was even more stunned than when I was held by him just now. As he got up, a few letters were thrown at my side, and the little confusion sobered up, and I couldn't help but think as I stared at the back of the door: I have to restrain my gaze.

When I was alone, I picked up the letters and read them one by one, word for word, and then carefully studied all ten paintings. The answer I got was not much different from before, there was nothing inflammatory about the text message, even if the painting was dark and obscure, it would not make me change my mood after reading it, and the hidden pattern fragments I repeatedly compared with the sun, except for the clearer spelling out of Lao Tzu riding a green ox, there was no more to find.

I wonder if we don't look at it from the surface, but only from the motivation of the pen pal. I didn't know this man all my life, so why did he hide that picture in his letter to me? The bronze square vessel of Gu Xi flashed in his mind, and suddenly a thought came to his mind: Is it possible...... Is the fragment pattern hidden in the painting just fragments?

I don't know where Gu Xi got the square vessel, but he brought it over to restore it, and he didn't know what was engraved on it until I restored the picture of Lao Tzu riding a green ox. Could it be that more than ten years ago, pen pals also got that square and tried to restore it, so there are those fragment patterns? If this is the case, although the degree of corrosion of the square ware is not caused overnight, at least the engraving a dozen years ago is a little clearer than now, and it is easier to restore.

According to this line of thinking, could the pen pal hide the fragments of the pattern in the painting, trying to ask me to help him put it together? No doubt I know from the strange dream that I finally reassembled the pattern, and it is common sense that I will definitely tell my pen pal about it.

Analyzing this, it seems that something has gradually surfaced.

If the motive of the hidden picture in the painting is the cause, then I piece it together into the painting is the effect, and then this effect has to be swallowed by myself, and there is a series of "abnormal behaviors" that follow.

No, not really.

I forgot the chronological order in the middle, so I'll rearrange it.

My mother said: When I was just entering the third year of junior high school, I suddenly had a sudden change in temperament and pierced the palm of my classmate with a knife, which happened first; Later, there was a series of disputes, and even when the hospital apologized, I did it again, which happened the next time; Later, my mother was advised to take me to a psychiatrist, and was wrongly diagnosed with hidden autism, and then my mother began to pay close attention to me, only to find that I was painting with my hands in the middle of the night. This is the third point in time.

From this point of view, I hadn't finished the puzzle by the third point in time, and before that, I had already had abnormal behavior. So both instigation and psychological suggestion already started in the process, not after I had put together the complete "fruit" of the picture.

I felt confused, I thought I had found an exit, and the key to it all was the picture of Lao Tzu riding a green ox! But now we have to overturn all the conclusions.

I was so engrossed in my mind that before I knew it, night fell outside the window, and the room became dark. Still clueless, but felt dizzy, found out the phone and looked at the time, it was already more than seven o'clock Gu Xi has not come back.

I had no intention of inquiring about his whereabouts, thinking that I couldn't starve myself because he wasn't there, so I packed up and prepared to go downstairs. The moment he opened the door, he glanced at the porch wall, and stepped out with his head down.

The hotel is located in the heart of the bustling city, not far from the brightly lit Wanda Plaza, and I kept an eye out for it as I walked there. I have had the experience of being followed once, and it is difficult to be insensitive. There is a gold street in Wanda Plaza, and almost all of them are all kinds of snacks or restaurants, which is necessary for me who urgently needs to fill my stomach.

I was queuing in front of a duck blood vermicelli soup shop, and when I saw that I was next, the phone in my bag vibrate. I took it out and took a look, and the store asked me what I wanted at the window, and I didn't bother to answer the phone and reported what I wanted to order first. After I handed the list to the back kitchen, I found an empty seat to sit down, and then went to my bag to look through my phone, and found that the screen was already dark.

Shrugged his shoulders and left him alone.

After a while, a large bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup was served, along with a glass of sour plum juice. The palate is activated, I haven't eaten this kind of big bowl for a long time, it's not that I'm boasting, but the duck blood vermicelli soup in the city outside is really not as good as the one in my hometown. Not only is the portion sufficient, but the ordinary duck blood vermicelli soup is a clear soup, but it is a milky white base with duck broth, which is really called beautiful in color, flavor and flavor.

Just as he was about to start, the figure sat down in the seat next to him, and the corner of his eye was slightly raised.

How did he get here?

I just missed his call intentionally or unintentionally, thinking that at least I could finish this dinner quietly, but he came before he moved his chopsticks. The question is, King Street is so big, and Wanda Plaza is some distance from the hotel, how did he find me?

"Your confused expression is really cute, I don't know that there is a function called mobile phone positioning now?"

I have become accustomed to the ridicule of Gu Xi with mockery, and I am even immune, and I silently bow my head to eat my fans. Because it was just served from the pot, I was in a hot mood, and I was about to get chilled sour plum juice to relieve the heat, when I took it empty, I looked up and saw that my cup of sour plum juice had actually arrived in front of Gu Xi, and it was already half a cup.

Looking at his sitting posture again, the whole person is leaning back in the chair, resting lightly on the table with one hand, and holding a cigarette in the other hand and swallowing the clouds. I glanced at the sticker on the wall and whispered, "No smoking here." ”

He didn't insist, pressed the cigarette butt into the dish on the table, and asked, "Delicious?" ”

I replied, "Okay." "It's delicious to me, but for someone like him who is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and the sea, I'm afraid it's coarse grain. He asked, "Can you eat such a big bowl alone?" ”

I looked down and saw that there were more than that, and I basically couldn't finish it every time, so I would eat all the ingredients inside, and then leave the vermicelli and soup at the bottom of the bowl. While still thinking, he suddenly stretched out his big hand and walked away from one end of the bowl, "I can't finish eating it when you look like you, I'll solve it for you." ”

I was stunned and watched as Gu Xi slowly picked up a piece of duck blood and put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, using my chopsticks! I've shared utensils more than once, and I can't even bother with it.

Looking at his expression, he probably tasted it and thought it tasted good, and his eyebrows and eyes were comfortable and he solved the remaining half of the bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup little by little. I feel that some things are born in my bones, such as nobility, and there may be no one who eats a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup with the same attitude of eating shark fin as he does. It wasn't until the chopsticks fished out that there was no stock in the soup that he raised his eyes, "Do you want to drink the soup?" ”

Seeing that I shook my head, his eyes swept over the table, and he instructed me unceremoniously: "Go and help me get a spoon." "Is this posture even going to solve the soup? It's not the first time I've eaten at the same table, and it's the first time I've seen him so hungry for food.

After hesitating, he pointed to the soup and said, "Actually, you don't need a spoon to drink this, it's best to take a big sip of it, and you will have the delicious feeling of the soup dripping through your tongue and sliding into your throat." ”

He listened to my suspicions, but he did hold the bowl close to his lips, first taking a sip, then another sip. Needless to say, when he put down the bowl, it was empty, and I couldn't help but ask, "Think it's delicious?" ”

He took a tissue and wiped his mouth and replied, "It's not satisfactory." ”

I pursed my lips, duplicitous.

This man is very good at stealing the main thing, and after eating the rest of my dinner, he also took my sour plum juice. Look at him leisurely drinking sour plum juice, no matter how you look at it, it looks like he has just eaten and is lazy.

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Enigmatic pen pals, why do they have these fragments?

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