Chapter 101: Break

Chapter 101 breaks the way
Professor Qin Fang went out early when he was driving, saying that he was going back to the university to get something. Among the old villas of this decades, there are actually only Luo Qiu and Zhang Yurui.
Because they are all students, the professor does not seem to worry about what the two students will do, and the time to go is only a few hours.
......
Looking at Zhang Weirui's eccentric behavior at this time, Luo Qiu looked thoughtfully at the bones on the workbench that had been cleared.
After the first day's contact appeared abnormally, the stranger had disappeared the next day, and in the next few days, those songs that were released from the bones could no longer be felt. Only words.
Zhang Yurui has opened the door and went out. After Luo Qiu glanced at it, he remained silent and followed the past.
He tried to call Zhang Yurui's name on the back, but the other party did not hear it, but walked step by step and walked very carefully.
If you put on a set of Hanfu, it would be a look of an ancient folk.
Zhang Yurui finally stopped in front of a door under the stairs. She stood silently in front of the door, but did not go in, so strangely stood in the same place.
After a while, Luo Qiu frowned. He walked past Zhang Yurui from the side and looked at her front.
She was staring... after gazing at the door.
Luo Qiu, who already had some conjectures in his heart, took a look at the position of the door - under the stairs... The avatar is a storage room created by applying the space under the stairs.
But he still went forward, his hand on the lock of the door, and pulled it a little hard.
"Locked up."
Luo Qiu did not let go... The boss of the club frowned, only to hear a slight twist from the door lock, and when he tried again, the door lock had opened.
Luo Qiu then opened the door - after opening it, he took a good look.
It's not the place to imagine the other things in the sun – in fact he hasn't seen the space in front of him. Because there is actually another door behind this door.
Luo Qiu subconsciously reached out and knocked on the door - it was a steel door.
As for the lock, it is an electronic lock.
Ordinary people don't set such doors and locks at home—there are some valuable things hidden in the head, or things that are unwilling to be seen.
If not necessary, Luo Qiu does not like to explore the privacy of others - of course, if it is a guest who appears in the club, it is another situation.
Knowing that there is something behind the metal door that the professor may not want to expose, Luo Qiu feels that he can stop here.
He re-closed the first door.
At this time, Zhang Yurui still maintains the look of that face.
"I don't know what you want to express." Luo Qiu was silent for a while, suddenly said: "But no matter what you want to express... Since it is already an ancient person, why do you still love the red dust?"
Luo Qiu remembered the former Lu Zigang - also a soul that has been floating in the world for hundreds of years.
At this time, Zhang Yurui obviously has something similar.
Without saying anything, Zhang Yurui suddenly fell down at this time - like a force off.
However, I just fell asleep.
It stands to reason that he should be more able to contact the side of the 'things' contained in this skeleton, but this 'thing' instead chose Zhang Yurui as the attached party - it seems that even if it is attached to the upper body, it is still difficult to express Some clear things.
For the ghosts, there are many Luoqiu who don't know much about it. After thinking for a while, he reached out and let Zhang Yurui's body float, followed his footsteps and returned to the studio.
He placed her in the original position, swinging out the action of sleeping on the table, and then continued the work on hand.
After about an hour or so, Zhang Yurui slowly woke up. With doubts, she looked at Luo Qiu and said: "How long have I been sleeping?"
"a while."
"professor……"
"Not yet back." Luo Qiu suddenly paused and suddenly asked: "Is it uncomfortable?"
Zhang Yurui shook his head. "It seems a little tired."
"Yeah." Luo Qiu nodded. "That pays attention to rest."
Already used to Luo Qiu is such a guy who talks very lightly, Zhang Yurui did not care about anything. Next, I only talked a few words occasionally, dotted with the dull work at hand.
Professor Qin Fang later called back and said that he would accompany a friend to eat at night, so that Luo Qiu and the two could lock the door and leave.
"I will send you?" When Zhang Yurui took the car, he looked at Luo Qiu politely.
It’s just that in the city, it’s really reluctant to have a boss who is more convenient than any means of transportation.
At this time, the traffic jam and the road refused to make friends...
"No need to."
At this time, there was also a white car in front of the villa. It was Qin Yuyu... She got out of the car and looked awkward, as if she didn't see Luo Qiu and the two were next to each other.
It’s like thinking about something, like walking for something, and always opening the door and not looking back.
"weirdo."
Zhang Yurui frowned and snorted. Although I felt that Qin Yuyu was the kind of ‘story person,’ I didn’t think I had to take the initiative to make it too deep.
When Zhang Yurui returned to God, Luo Qiu had already gone far away... It was really a chic and comfortable person.
Zhang Yurui smiled subconsciously. She didn't hate the only classmates in the class. Instead, she felt more comfortable in the short-lived relationship during each class.
It stands to reason that this is actually a wood-like talent that is dull as if it is not sounding... but the time spent together is always fast.
She doesn't feel that she knows this young man, and she doesn't think that the other person knows herself. It is just like a gentleman's turn, and it is light and faint.
Perhaps... In my own mind, in the subconscious, I am actually arrogant and arrogant.
......
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The villa has a place where the father works, but in fact, there is also a place to paint as a leisure time.
Already back?
When Qin Yuyu came over, it was already in the studio of the family. She frowned. For the past two days, she has been in a state of restlessness and spirit, and time will pass without knowing it.
The root of all this... seems to be the painting that a guest gave to her own decoration a few days ago.
The gentleman has not arrived for a few days, because there is no way of contact, Qin Yuyu can only wait silently.
Later, I saw the news in the newspaper occasionally. I watched the news that the man on the news paper was arrested for arson and killing his girlfriend. Qin Chuyu understood that the painting was mostly put on her hands for a long time.
She walked over to the already pretending picture, reached out and opened the cloth that was covered, and once again fell into the content of the painting.
What exactly is this?
On the paper, it is a woman in a red evening gown... It is a very good composition from any angle.
Only the face of a woman in this painting.
There are no eyes or no nose. If you want to say it, it is probably a person without a face - but the place on the face is not painted or painted.
There are all kinds of pigments, like deliberate, like random, and irregularly constitute this chaotic face.
Qin Yuyu has never seen such a strange way of painting.
She stared at the singular ‘face’ of the woman in the painting, feeling the contradiction of the painter, the unconventional...not even the traceable thoughts.
What is the confusion and the strong thought of self-contradiction?
In front of me, it seems like a whirlpool was born.
Her heart suddenly flew fast, and the body subconsciously stepped back a small step. The fine sweat on the forehead, a blood, unconsciously spilled from her lips.
When I stared at the painting again, Qin Yuyu’s gaze was unusually complicated.
At the moment, she recalled a lot of things, muttering to herself: "I... actually because of this painting, broke the work... This can make people's konjac painting, what kind of madman can be..."
She recalled that she once called for... fish Sanniang.
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PS1: This is the second chapter (2/2) of yesterday's reward and addition.
PS2: Ten, or eleven, and one more.
PS3: Continue to ask for various tickets.
(End of this chapter)