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Qin Qianqian followed behind Luo Weiwei, and the three of them went upstairs together.

She noticed the way Fan Yihang looked at her, as if she was the superfluous one, thinking of this, Qin Qianqian secretly bit her lower lip and unconsciously grabbed the hem of her skirt.

"This one." Fan Yihang opened the door of the room, which was originally his study, but he was used to doing homework in his room, so he rarely used it.

Before Luo Weiwei came over, he was asking Fang Haifan to help him sort out this room.

But he didn't expect Luo Weiwei to bring a Qin Qianqian over, so there were only two chairs in the room, one was originally his, and the other was Luo Weiwei's.

But now......

"You can write right here." Fan Yihang pointed inside, and he stood by the door and didn't continue to walk inside.

Qin Qianqian asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to write with us?" ”

"I'm done, I'm going to see if there's anything I can help with in the backyard." Leaving this sentence, Fan Yihang took the door and left, his face was a little light, and he felt more alienated than usual.

As soon as the door was closed, Luo Weiwei was pulled by Qin Qianqian before she could put down the book on her sleeve.

"Luo Weiwei, what did you do after you went out in the morning? Why do even the guests of Fan Yihang's house know you? Also, if Yihang is good, why did he suddenly let us come to his house to do our homework, and what the hell are you ...... with him?"

"Qin Qianqian, are you finished?" Luo Weiwei interrupted her, slammed her arm hard and pulled back her sleeve: "I remember that our relationship is not so good that I have to tell you why I go out, right?" ”

"You ......"

"If you have to ask, then I can only say that it is a coincidence, believe it or not, it is a coincidence that his guests know me, it is an accident that Fan Yihang asked me to come to his house to do my homework, as for the specifics, I don't need to explain to you."

As she spoke, she sat down on the right side of the desk with her bag and pulled the books out of her bag one by one.

"Luo Weiwei, I'll ask you a question." Qin Qianqian walked up, put the schoolbag to the left, looked at her and asked, "Did Fan Yihang only invite you to his house to do your homework?" ”

Luo Weiwei was originally sorting out her homework, but when she heard this, her eyelids lifted and she didn't squeak.

As soon as she wanted to speak, Qin Qianqian took the lead in speaking: "I know now that you have no interest in Fan Yihang, and you have no intention of hindering me from being with him, but I don't need you to pity me." The people I like, I'll do it in my own way, I don't need to rely on you for charity! ”

Qin Qianqian's words were so eloquent that Luo Weiwei, who listened to them, thought that Qin Qianqian was going to take her schoolbag and leave in the next second.

As a result, Qin Qianqian sat down on the chair in the next second, and took the book out of the schoolbag with a calm expression.

Luo Weiwei:

If you say yes, you don't need to rely on her for charity? Shouldn't you be very spine-minded and leave at this time?

Of course, Luo Weiwei still held back these words and didn't say them, after all, it was too embarrassing to quarrel at someone else's house.

Luo Weiwei shook her head, took out a Chinese homework and started to do it.

Of all the homework, only the Chinese homework she wrote on her own initiative.

But unlike Luo Weiwei, who took the lead in choosing to do Chinese homework, Qin Qianqian directly took out her math homework book and stood up with a pen.

"I'll go out for a while."

Luo Weiwei could guess what Qin Qianqian was doing with her toes, she raised her eyelids, let out an "oh", lowered her head and continued to do her homework.

After Qin Qianqian left, the room suddenly fell silent.

The cool wind blew the white curtains, Luo Weiwei had just finished writing a question, and as soon as she looked up, she saw the white curtains floating there like a ghost, she only felt that the back of her hand was cold, and goosebumps on the back of her hand immediately jumped out.

Her mind couldn't help but think of the horrific scene she had seen that night: the incense candles reflected Fan Yihang's indifferent face, and the flames swayed from side to side with the air current, casting strange shadows on the wall behind her.

"Shhhh

On a hot day, Luo Weiwei shook and gasped.

There was no sound outside, and the wind seemed to be still.

Luo Weiwei rolled her eyes and looked around, a little regretful that she came to Fan's house for a taekwondo class.

Others learn taekwondo for money, but she learns taekwondo! She has gotten close to Fan Yihang in the past few days, and she almost forgot how terrible Fan Yihang is!

I was almost confused by Fan Yihang!

Luo Weiwei was covered in cold sweat, and she always felt that a pair of eyes were staring at her in a certain direction.

She stood up from her chair with a pale face and walked out of the room stiff on all fours, not forgetting to pack her homework in her bag and take it with her before leaving.

Yes, she's leaving!

Dogs' lives matter!

Probably the air conditioner was turned on in the room, Luo Weiwei felt a breath of heat as soon as she walked out of the room, and her originally cold limbs gradually warmed up, so she eased up in one breath, leaned on the railing and took a few deep breaths, feeling that people were alive again.

There was a voice from downstairs, Luo Weiwei listened to it, it was the voice of the old man.

As she was about to go downstairs, she passed by a room with a closed door, and the smell of incense ash wafted from it.

Because the door was closed, the smell was not strong, but because her nose was more sensitive, she immediately caught the smell that was not unfamiliar to her and sent chills down her spine.

Reason told her to leave, but her feet stopped uncontrollably in front of the door.

She seemed to be bewitched, but curiosity drove her to turn and look at the closed dark red door.

The sound of talking downstairs did not stop, and Luo Weiwei could vaguely hear what they were saying, "x=1 is closest to the axis of symmetry".

She swallowed, her nerves tensed, and she watched her sinful hand reach for the doorknob......

It was like there were two villains in my heart, one wanted the door to be locked, and the other ......

"Click", the door opened.

The rich smell of incense hits the face, casting a pale yellow light.

Once Pandora's box was opened, it could no longer be stopped, and Luo Weiwei pushed the door open and walked in.

The empty room was dimly lit, with a bowl lamp filled with lamp oil at the top of the brown-red table of eight immortals, and nine fruit bowls at the back, and a picture frame of a man and a woman at the bottom of the table with a white flower on each of them.

It's a posthumous photo.

And it's a posthumous photo of two people who are not too old, and it seems that because they died too suddenly, even the posthumous photo looks like an enlarged ID photo.

Luo Weiwei stepped over the two futons on the ground, staring blankly at the two posthumous photos, and her mind flashed the group photos in the frames she had seen during the day, and the faces of the men and women standing on both sides of Fan Yihang overlapped with the two posthumous photos.

Luo Weiwei's mouth opened slightly, her face full of shock.

This is...... Fan Yihang's parents?

The air was filled with a strong smell of fragrant ash, but she was not afraid at all, and her heart was full of emotions called "self-blame".

Those things that scared her day and night and couldn't even figure it out, this scene in front of her answered for her.