Campfires (3)
That's what Meng Qingyi didn't want to talk about the last thing she wanted.
Meng Qingyi's eyes stared at him quietly, but his mind was spinning desperately, hoping to make up a reasonable answer.
Thankfully, the footsteps in the corridor began to sound again.
Meng Qingyi's chest breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted.
"How's it going inside?"
Duan Taosong's voice was a little muffled in the corridor, but it was enough to hear it clearly.
"There's nothing in there, there's nothing in there. ”
Then, I saw Duan Taosong walking out of the corridor with a dirty face, his clothes were all mixed with dirt, and his chest was shaking out of breath. It looks like it's a long way back.
Duan Taosong acted very similarly, but no one really saw the abnormality.
I saw Duan Taosong swallow a mouthful of spit, and he was about to drill into the dim path in the middle again.
Meng Qingyi hurriedly got up and grabbed Duan Taosong's shoulder.
Meng Qingyi said.
"You can sit down and rest, I'll take a look. ”
Of course, he is taking the opportunity to escape, just escape his questioning at the moment.
Meng Qingyi didn't say much, he was already like a butterfly wearing flowers, swaying left and right, and Hang Erlang drilled into the middle of the road.
The road was paved with stones, and Meng Qingyi stepped on the broken flower steps, and in the end it was made "rustling", and he didn't know how far he went out, and then he quietly went down quietly in the valley cave again.
Now only Duan Taosong and him were left on the side of the bonfire.
The two of them have nothing to say, and they have never had anything to say.
On the one hand, it is because he is really unspoken, especially in front of people who do not know each other. On the one hand, Duan Taosong rarely gave him a good face, and he didn't talk to him much.
The atmosphere was so stiff, even a little awkward.
He was used to living with loneliness, he didn't care about such an atmosphere, but Duan Taosong couldn't help but speak.
Duan Tao said.
"It's a real annoyance to be in this kind of ghostly weather. ”
He didn't mean to answer, and even put away his hand to bake the fire.
Duan Taosong then muttered.
"If it weren't for the homeowner's roll call, it would be nice to find a little girl to get into the warm quilt together. ”
He only thought it was talking to himself.
Duan Taosong smiled, so he had to smile and ask.
"What about you, why did you come with you on this mission?"
If he doesn't answer this kind of direct question, he will be refuting other people's face in the end.
He said lightly.
"I'm going to come here. ”
Duan Taosong showed some doubts and whispered.
"It shouldn't be. ”
But no matter how small its voice was, he could still hear it.
His face sank, and he suddenly lowered his voice and said.
"What were you talking about?"
Duan Taosong's appearance immediately revealed a trace of panic, Duan Taosong shook his head stiffly, and said.
"I ...... I didn't say anything. ”
He got up slowly, looked at Duan Taosong condescendingly, and said coldly.
"You must know something. ”
Duan Taosong still seems to be pretending to be a hippie smile.
"I'm a little person in the fourth room, what can I know......"
Duan Tao Songben was not an ugly person, but he looked too ugly now.
He didn't speak, just his eyes shot at him like arrows.
Duan Taosong was simply afraid, his voice was a little trembling, and said.
"I'm soft-spoken, even if I know something, I don't dare to say it......"
He said.
"You know, I know, no third person will know. ”
Duan Taosong rolled his throat, as if he wanted to speak, but finally stopped.
And he sat down by the campfire again.
Because at this time, there was a whistle from the corridor.