Although we all speculate this way, when we don't really get the affirmation, we still hope that things are not as bad as we think.

However, there are actually many doubts about Shen Jien. It's like this time, Shen Jien is missing, of course, others don't know that he is missing. Everyone takes it for granted that a rich man like Shen Jien just likes to play, and now he may still be playing in that country and refuses to come back. Anyway, the affairs of the Shane Hotel are handled by his uncle, so he doesn't have to worry about it. Perhaps, their Shen family doesn't care about the business of this Shane Hotel at all?

But we all know that Shen Jien was not playing abroad this time, but was seriously injured. was so seriously injured that Lao Bei also entered the Shane Hotel, but there was no news. In the past, I could still see Lao Bei showing up in his hometown, but during this time, I didn't see him at all. Moreover, didn't Wang Gan be able to send me a message in the hotel that time? Earlier he said he was controlled, but the news came out a few days ago that it seems that a lot of things have happened in their hotel. It turned out that the Shen family, who had been moving, now did nothing. It's just a waste of time.

Zong Sheng has already taken up the entire bed, and I can't really press him down. The dormitory is not like in the past, when I lived in the dormitory for a long time, I could still go to sleep in other beds, but now everyone is no longer living in the dormitory, and it is estimated that next semester, the dormitory will be reassigned to the school, and these other beds have not been covered with quilts.

I just sat on the bed, looking at Zong Sheng, my heart was beating wildly, always thinking about Jingjing's corpse in the dormitory over there. It was as if as soon as you closed your eyes, you could see her lying on the bed, covered with a white cloth. And I'll give her a brain patch, and I'll always think to myself that the white cloth was blown away by the wind, revealing the corpse below.

Brain supplementation is a terrible thing.

Just a few minutes later, Zong Sheng sat up. He almost touched the bottom of the top bunk bed, and when I saw him suddenly tilt his head, I laughed: "When you used to live in the school dormitory, you slept in this kind of bunk bed?" "After asking, it occurred to me that my question was not appropriate. The only time he lived in school was the time when he cared about the dormitory with Brother Butterfly. That dormitory experience was not a good memory for him.

"Our school is better than your school, there are no bunk beds, all of them are a set of desks with beds, and everyone sleeps on the top bunks."

"Our school is not a popular school, that's all. A lot of the equipment is old. "While I was talking, Zong Sheng had already pulled the quilt over, sat down next to me, and covered me and him under the quilt.

The lights in the dormitory were still on, and under that light, I watched him adjust his posture, get closer to me, reach out and hug me, the small quilt, and hug the two of us.

"Actually, you're a year older than me." I muttered.

He looked at me, so closely, that I suddenly exclaimed, "Your eyelashes are so thick, so dark." ”

"What did you just say?"

I smiled awkwardly, "You're a year older than me." However, you are always very calm and understand everything, which makes me feel ......"

"Feel like I'm an old man?" His eyes were dangerously half-squinted, and he was closer to me, making me nervously want to avoid him, but his hand was already around me.

I just smiled and didn't speak, no matter how I said it, it was wrong.

I didn't speak, but he continued: "Before, when I was in high school, my class teacher told me that I looked like an old man. At that time, I thought it was good to be an old man. After all, I am a ghost fetus, and I am the old north, and the road I will take in the future is already doomed. In this industry, aren't it easier for old men to gain the trust of others? But then...... "He looked at me and didn't speak."

"What happened after that?"

"When I meet you, I think it's not good to be an old man. When I first touch your soul, it feels like I've been waiting for you to grow up for so many years. When I was a kid, I don't remember what happened, but you touched me, and I was able to calm down quickly. Feel like you're magical. Later, I learned that it was the effect of the blood contract. ”

"Then, what you told me today, is it true that you also have a sense of crisis for me?" I looked at him, he was so close to me at this time, I could even feel his breath on my cheeks, and I could smell the faint smell of blood on his body.

He hooked the corners of his lips, like a smile, but not a smile, and then before I could grasp what he meant, his kiss was already imprinted on the corners of my lips. He only pecked shallowly, but it had frozen my whole body. I watched him cautiously, expecting his further and fearing his further growth, God knows that we are still in the dormitory of the school, which is still the girls' dormitory. Just outside that little door, just behind the thin curtains, someone would walk by from time to time. Not far from us, there was a corpse.

He pecked me on the lips and whispered, "What do you say? He still wouldn't give me an answer. But I think I've found the answer. He told me several times not to betray him, he was afraid of betrayal, he was afraid of my departure. In fact, he has always had a sense of crisis, but I was missed by his arbitrariness again and again.

I also pursed my lips slightly, responded to his kiss, and murmured, "Zong Sheng, I won't leave you." ”

"What if I'm mad and want to kill someone?"

"I'm not leaving."

"I'm in jail?"

"I'm not leaving."

"And what if I'm going to kill you?"

"I, I'm dead, how do I know."

"Well, is your soul still rebelling against me?" His fingers were under the quilt, as if there was energy, so that I could not refuse him and oppose him.

"Then, I won't leave."

"What if I'm going to get out of here? Leave with nothing, nothing. I'm not the small boss of Zong'an Group, so I left without a dime? ”

"Then, I'll follow you, I can also work, aren't there many young people in the village working outside......"

Before I could finish my sentence, his kiss was already blocked fiercely. Just a kiss, no next move. He quickly ended the kiss, which acted as if his hand was pulling on the quilt and couldn't stop me. He leaned against me, close to me, and said, "Don't worry, I won't leave without a dime." Why is it cheap to pay for the aunt in my hometown who said that she was my grandmother's adopted daughter, but she never went to work, didn't work, and waited to get the money? Even if I'm leaving, I have what it takes to make your life better. You Xuan, trust me. ”

I just nodded in confusion.

This kind of small intimacy in the quilt will always make people feel happy physically and mentally. I would even forget the reason why he was here, forget that there was a corpse less than fifteen meters away from us in a straight line.

It was past eleven o'clock in the morning, and Zong Sheng began to prepare. Today, I was thinking of pretending to be a rich second generation, but Zong Sheng's dress didn't have his usual equipment at all. In his pocket, there were only a few pieces of yellow rune paper. Just watched him carefully tear the yellow rune paper out of the appearance of a villain. Then put the paper figure on the table, pinch the trick in your hand, and then draw a symbol on the paper figure with the finger of the sword.

I curled up on the cot and watched his movements, thinking that I would see the little man stand up, but the little man was still motionless.

He picked up the little paper figure, and quickly brushed it with his fingers, and he gently placed the paper figure under the crack of the door, and then suddenly sent it forward, and at the same time withdrew.

I watched him stand up, so I quickly asked, "At this time, there should be no one outside, you can open the door to see, don't you have to stuff things under the crack in the door." ”

"That's a scout. It's a boy, and I give it an order, and it will take advantage of the wind to see how the room is going. ”

"Wind? No wind? "I'm a little confused.

He spread the yoga blankets of his classmates in the dormitory on the floor, and then sat in the dormitory to prepare for meditation. While preparing, he said to me: "Isn't there an inexplicable wind when watching ghost movies on TV? It's the same with this kind of child, it can make the air flow and take it where it wants to go. To others, it just drifts outside the window with the wind. ”

"When it looks, at most it can avoid the police guarding the door, and what it sees is not a white cloth?"

Zong Sheng had already sat down and looked at me sideways: "It can let the wind carry it over, and it can also let the wind blow away the white cloth." With that, he closed his eyes and began to meditate and ignore me, feeling that I was just too stupid to talk to me.

I sat on the bed and pouted, pulling the quilt. That terrible brain supplement is here again. In the dormitory over there, a gust of wind blew. The policeman uncle who was guarding the door was blinded by the wind, and when he looked down and blinked, a wind carried the little paper figure into the dormitory. The little paper figure fell on the edge of the bed, and another gust of wind blew, and the white cloth was lifted, revealing the corpse inside. The blood on Zhang Jingjing's neck has dried up, and the whole person is dry. But her eyes suddenly opened.

I almost let out a low breath, and quickly bit my lip to keep myself from making noise to Zong Sheng. Brain supplements kill people.

It's just that Zong Sheng meditates so quietly, and for him, there is no sense of loss of time at all. I'm different. I just sat on the bed and watched him, basically counting the seconds. I looked at Zong Sheng from time to time, looked at the door of the dormitory from time to time, and nervously listened to the voice of my aunt from time to time outside the dormitory.

"What else do you say, you don't have to worry about what happens, sleep on your sleep!"

"Crying for what? Isn't it just a dead person? ”

I don't know where Xiaoli was arranged today, but she definitely won't be able to go back to her room.

There was also the voice of the policeman talking in a low voice, and the man's voice was particularly abrupt in the girls' dormitory. "This girl died a strange death. The family members are still dragging like this, tsk, isn't this a response to us? ”