Chapter 178: My hobby is loading people (6)

This mask was bought by Weirou when I first came to school. I bought a half-faced paper mask from the last school, and I didn’t have much whistle on the face. I simply bought it on my face. Weirou bought it. After wearing it in the mirror several times, I brought it back home and kept it in the drawer.
Originally it was an ordinary mask, but wearing it on Wei Mingyan’s face, it was unexpectedly beautiful, as if it should have been on his face.
The most important thing is to cover the wound that he cares.
The teenager is happy to caress the mask and looks into Wei’s eyes, looking at himself from the inside.
"I am like this, will it be very strange?" Although this is asked, it is full of happiness.
"No, it looks good, you wear more looks than I wear."
Weirou’s eyes are amazing. She really didn’t think that Wei Mingyan actually fits this mask.
There is one point. Although it is very good-looking, everyone usually does not wear masks everywhere. At most, when the school holds events, there will be some people wearing performances.
"It doesn't matter, I just need to cover it here." Wei Ming said with a smile. "Moreover, I don't deal with them. As long as I don't want to, no one can see me except you."
Weirou is a little weird, "I?"
"You haven't found it yet?"
Wei Mingyan touched the lines of the mask and looked at her. "A lot of things, you can see."
"and……"
He still has to say something, but suddenly stopped.
Weirou looked puzzled and looked at the young man's face with a sullen gloomy face, looking far to the north. She subconsciously followed the lookout. There was nothing but a floor.
"what happened?"
Wei Mingyan’s face is hard to read.
There is something outside.

"what?"
"It is another mental retardation."
The young man blinked slightly, and Weirou heard the coldness from his tone for the first time. "I don't like it."
"but."
Wei Mingyan slightly frowned, looking to Weirou, "The person who is wrapped in something, you should know."

Zhang Jing had a day after the plane arrived at home. The tired one just wanted to fall down and sleep. She could look at the red-eyed mother. She still had a strong spirit to stay in the hospital.
When I knew that my father was seriously ill, Zhang Jing was awkward. In her impression, my father’s body has always been very good. Although he works seriously, he does not work hard, but he pays great attention to work and rest. Mother It is also a doctor, and he will give his father a physical examination at regular intervals. He usually has no small problems. He also called last month to go to the park to run. The young and young people can't run him. How can he fall down?
When Zhang Jing came back, she realized that Dad had just been dismissed. My mother said that he had been depressed. He even said that he was rarely said. She felt that it was because she was dismissed. She didn’t think too much, but who knows that the next night, people will fall. Down.
Brain hemorrhage, if it is not Zhang Jing mother is a doctor, timely delivery to the doctor, now people are gone.
After Zhang Jing got the news, she rushed to the plane and the car for a day. After she rushed back, she returned home. Her mother was tired and couldn’t do it. She was worried and afraid that her husband would go away, holding her daughter and crying. A pass.
She has been accompanying her husband since the accident. The old people on both sides are too old to tell them that her husband has just been dismissed by the company. His friends are all from the same company. Zhang’s mother is not good to find, except for her daughter. Actually, there is nothing that can help.
Now that people are still in a coma, Zhang’s mother has been guarding for a day and a night, and she has been tired for a long time. Zhang Jing asked her to go to rest and keep her father.
There are not many people in the hospital. Zhang Dad is a ward of his own. Zhang Jing is asleep on the bed next to him. But because he remembers his father, he always sleeps unsteadily, and his eyes will open for a while.
I don't know how long it took. There was a cry of a baby suddenly coming to my ear. Zhang Jing was already shallow, and immediately opened his eyes.
She looked around in confusion, and the crying was like her auditory hallucination. There was no sound in a flash.
The wind blew outside, although the window only opened a small gap, but the wind blowing in was not cold.
Looking at the father who fell asleep on the bed, Zhang Jing got out of bed and touched his hand, cold, and she quickly went to the window to close the window.
Just came to the window to reach out, Zhang Jing but saw the scene behind the glass on the glass.
A small child with a big head is sitting on the chest of his father.
Zhang Jing’s eyes widened and he watched the child stretch out his hand and took a look at his father’s head.
Obviously just a child, the action is fierce, and even a smile on his face.
Her blood seemed to be stiff and she turned slowly.
On the bed, the father lay quietly, his brows wrinkled together, as if he was very uncomfortable.
How is this going!
She looked at the glass subconsciously, and saw the child stand up and began to jump on his father, and just after he started to jump, the father of the bed suddenly burst into unconscious, as if it was painful.
"Giggle!"
The child listened to his painful giggles and laughed. While jumping, he called with a tender voice. "Kun broke! Kun broke!"
Seeing his father's look more and more painful, Zhang Jing endured fear and slammed forward.
What the is that, ghost?
She is going out to find someone to help...
Zhang Jing just stood at the door and held it on the door handle. He wanted to open the door, but he couldn't open it no matter how hard he tried.
"Giggle!"
The child's laughter was wrapped around the ear, Zhang Jing's face was pale, and the door handle was turned desperately, but the door that was not locked at all was closed.
Just as she was about to cry, a thin, thin hand suddenly held Zhang Jing’s ankle.
"what!!!"
The girl screamed and saw the little child on the floor.
His mouth cracked open, it was really cracked, and the more cracked, the skin with a dark color, like cracking, began to appear with lines.
At the end of the day, the whole body is covered with fine and dense things like red lines.
He opened his mouth and could barely see the place where his mouth was. A pair of white-eyed eyes stared at the girl in front of him, as if he had laughed from his throat.
[Giggle! Kun broken! Kun broken! 】
Zhang Jing closed her eyes and screamed, desperately extending her leg and kicking the hand, shouting in her mouth, "Get out! Go away!"
When there was no movement at the end, she breathed openly and opened her eyes. The child in the ward did not have the figure. Zhang Jing sighed with relief. She quickly stood up and tried to open the door to call people. This time, the door opened.
Zhang Jinggang had to run out to call people, and a torn roar of screaming came on the scene. The child just rushed up like a beast.
"what!!!"
She slammed the door shut and couldn’t stand the crying station.
Why did it become like this, and why there is such a thing, she does not know.
Zhang Jing looked at the father on the bed. She quickly went to see the glass window. Fortunately, the father who was printed was still what she saw.
She forced herself to think calmly, and now she can’t go out and shout, and that thing is right outside.
She wants to hold on to her father, waiting for dawn, maybe she can wait until dawn, and the nurse will come to the house.
Zhang Jing moved hard and soft, and came to the bed of his father, staring at the scene printed in the glass window.
Zhang Dad was lying quietly. The frowning eyebrows had not been together. He didn't know how afraid his daughter was holding his hand. He didn't dare to relax and wait for redemption.
Zhang Jing stared at the father in the glass window, but suddenly felt the chills in the back of the neck.
She was stiff and slowly lowered her eyes on another glass window that was aimed at herself.
There, she was sitting now, but standing next to a child, just blowing her breath at her.
As if she had noticed her sight, the child looked up and looked at the glass window, looking at Zhang Jing and opening her mouth.
"Giggle..."
Zhang Jing's body can't move, and he watched it grow up with a mouth full of fangs. From her point of view, it can be clearly seen that the black blood water is constantly coming out of its throat and dripping on the ground.
--boom! !
The door was slammed open, and when Wei Jin came in, he saw the child beside Zhang Jing. She gritted her hand and took a book in her hand and threw it on it. She looked at the thing and screamed with white. The smoke was on the ground and looked at her haze.
"Zhang Jing! You are fine!"
Weirou looked at it with vigilance and carefully stood up and stood up.
"Weirou..."
When Zhang Jingyi saw the familiar face, he couldn’t think about why Weirou would suddenly appear. The tears immediately fell, and he didn’t know what he was saying.
My father, he, he...

Her body suddenly stiffened.
The laughter of the child came again behind him. "Giggle..."
Still waiting for Zhang Jing’s reaction, Weirou quickly took another piece from the book he was holding and lost it. Seeing it flashed and throwing it uninterrupted.
No matter how you throw it, it is like a prophet, and it flashes quickly.
It landed on all fours, giggling and crawling to the feet of the two girls with a sly face.
Weirou was also panicked. She was thrown down with the last book, but was stopped by a pair of white hands.
The teenager wearing a half-face mask slowly cut off the book in her hand. "You can't just throw books, you have to lick these mentally retarded things, otherwise in their eyes, you are a big fat that you can eat."
"You have to be afraid of them."
"Are you a hen laying eggs? Giggle, so you like to giggling, go to the chicken nest!"
Wei Mingyan said, throwing the book accurately in the arms of the vigilant and fearful of his own child, it screamed and screamed back, completely absent from the arrogance.
Weirou is thoughtful, and the fear that has just risen is gone.
The young man squatted down and handed a few books on the local to her. "You try."
"Ok!"
The girl nodded and hugged the book. It may be because Wei Mingyan was behind her. She had a sigh of relief in her heart, and the book was thrown in the children in front of her.
"What are you doing! Who is bigger than your eyes!"
The thing screamed openly, the mouth was full of fangs, and another book was directly on its mouth.
"You are so ugly to ask me to give a prize!!"
"Also called! Calling!"
A book of one book was on the body, and it wanted to run. Wei Mingyan stood behind Wei Wei and looked at it. In the end, he could only unwillingly scream and roll under the bed.
Zhang Jing still stood softly and stood up against the wall, watching the thing that had almost killed her life, and screamed and disappeared. She sighed and slammed on the floor.
Weirou also breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, this kind of thing was a little happy. She turned her head and looked at Wei Mingyan, her eyes bright.
The boy nodded. "It’s great, it’s the next time.

When he finished, he went to Zhang’s bed and slammed down and grabbed the child who was screaming and screaming with white smoke.
I looked around and there was no container to install. I simply said to Wei Rou, "It’s useless like this ugly one."
He said, he screamed at the window and opened the window, one hand squatting out the window and teaching, "This way, just throw it away."
[Ah, ah, ah! ! ! ! 】
With the screams, the child with the tattoo was thrown away.
Listening to nothing outside, Wei Mingyan clap his hands with satisfaction, touched his mask and did not fall on his face, this said, "They like to be under the bed, next time you can't find it, right now. Caught under the bed, catch one."
Weirou clenched the remaining books in his hand and focused on the head.