As soon as Huang Dan and Chen Shi arrived outside the studio, they saw Chen Liang stumble out of the room. His face was pale and his expression was frightened, as if a group of evil ghosts were following behind him.

"Shen..."

Huang Dan had just made a sound and the person had already run away.

Chen Shi pulled away the hand that was holding the boy, frowned and said, "Why are you stunned? If I hadn't stopped you in time just now, you would have been hit by Chen Liang."

Huang Dan looked back and couldn't find Chen Liang's figure. He ran very fast and was scared.

"Did Chen Liang not go back last night?"

Chen Shi walked into the studio, "What do he do?"

Huang Dan followed him in and found two people inside, so he asked, "What's wrong with Chen Liang?"

The two of them were lovers, and they happened to be in the middle of a relationship. It was so strong that as long as you were there, even if you were squatting in the toilet, they would not feel smelly.

When they heard Huang Dan’s question, both of them stopped biting their ears, with a shocked expression on their faces, and were frightened by something.

The boy shook his head, "I don't know. When we came in, Chen Liang was still fine. He suddenly smashed his drawing board and tore the paintings in his hand. They were all on the ground and tore them into many pieces of shredded paper."

Huang Dan lowered his eyes and saw a lot of shredded paper scattered on the ground. He took his feet and bent down to pick up a small piece of paper that he had stepped on. It was an eye. When he looked over, the eyes were also looking at him, which was a bit weird.

This is not the model's eyes last night, Huang Dan is sure.

He remembered that the model's eyelids were loose, wrinkles were covered with turbid eyes, and the eyeballs in his hand were full, with dark eyes and clean whites, and a bright and clear feeling. That was a state that he had only when he was young.

A little familiar, whose eyes are...

Zhou Jiaojiao? No, her eyes match her face and round face. Who would it be? Is Chen Liang?

A thought came across his mind, and Huang Dan immediately went to find his own painting. The face on it was not replaced and was still in its original position. It was the model last night. Not only him, but also others, including Chen Shi, were all very good paintings.

What's going on?

Huang Dan frowned and rubbed his eyes in his hand. Could it be that something strange happened to Chen Liang's own painting last night?

He asked the couple, "When you came here in the morning, the door of the studio was open, and Chen Liang was inside?"

The boy said, "I saw Chen Liang's eyes were very red, so I asked him what happened. He said he didn't go back all night last night and drew all night."

The girl leaned to the boy with lingering fear, "At the beginning, Chen Liang was talking and laughing with us. He was in a good mood at that time, and then he suddenly went crazy, like a ghost, his eyes widened, his face was not a little bloody, and his body was still shaking. It looked really scary."

Huang Dan's brain was running rapidly.

Chen Liang didn't act as a model last night and found someone to replace him. He did not leave the studio, but chose to stay and stare at the painting, wanting to know what happened the previous few times, whether it was a human or a ghost hiding behind him.

Will it also target him like targeting Xia Wei and Lin Mao?

In the second half of the night, Chen Liang was sleepy, so he tried not to sleep by himself. He forced himself to hold on without breaking his way, and was highly focused, staring at the paintings on the ground without blinking.

It was dawn, and Chen Liang found that everyone's paintings had not changed much. He felt that he had thought too much, and everything was artificial. Even if he couldn't confirm who the other party was, he was still very happy.

When this couple came, Chen Liang was relaxing and thought that Xia Weilinmao's death had nothing to do with human face, so he would talk and laugh with them.

As for why Chen Liang suddenly became abnormal, it was because he discovered something.

Huang Dan looked at the eyes in his hand and had basically finished reasoning. Now he was just a little short of it. He wanted to figure out what was the matter that scared Chen Liang.

A sudden voice came from behind, "What are you doing?"

Before Huang Shan could answer, the eyes in his hand were taken away. He heard Chen Shi say, "This is Chen Liang's eyes."

He was about to speak, but Chen Shi's next sentence came to his ears, "Drawn by Chen Liang himself."

That tone is not doubt, but determination, and statement.

Huang Dan was stunned for a moment. He took the eye back and put it in front of him to look at the cables on the eyes carefully, "Why are you so sure?"

Chen Shishun passed the broken hair on his forehead and blinked at him, "You guess."

Yellow List, “…”

He couldn't even tell whether he was Shen Liang's eyes or not, and it was even more impossible for him to see that it was the other party's style in such a short time.

Chen Shi said disgusted, "Don't pinch those pieces of paper, it will make your hands full of pencil dust."

Huang Dan came back to his senses, "Are you doing it wrong?"

Chen Shi pulled the corners of his mouth, bringing a confident curve, "How could I get it wrong?"

Art students will more or less observe other people's facial features, a subconscious behavior. Chen Shi is particularly prominent in this regard. Moreover, he has painted Chen Liang in the school studio. He has two times in total, and he has painted it on the wall as a model painting. He can see it when he goes to the studio and he has an impression.

The most important thing is that Chen Liang's eyes are relatively beautiful, like glass beads. As for Chen Shi, he likes to draw those kinds of eyes, and it doesn't take much effort to figure it out to draw good results.

Huang Shan asked, "Can you see when Chen Liang drew this?"

Chen Shi said, "Yes."

Huang Dan waited carefully for the following.

Chen Shi is handsome and smiles even more charmingly, but he deserves to be beaten up with words, "I won't tell you."

Huang Dan's mouth twitched, "I want to know."

Chen Shi raised his chin, "Then do what I said, throw away the shredded paper first, then use soap and wash your hands, and then come to me."

Huang Dan did what he said, and he quickly returned to Chen Shi, "I'm done."

Chen Shi's urge to scratch the boy's chin.

The studio is a house divided into three by wooden boards. The space inside is the largest and the most debris is placed. In the middle, five or six people can only place them on the easel to paint. The place close to the door is placed by two groups of still life, so they can barely hold the painting tools of two or three people.

Now there are only Chen Shi and Huang Dan, and the couple is getting tired of it.

When Chen Shi realized, a finger had already hooked to the boy's chin. His breathing stopped and his fingertips gently scratched.

Huang Dan was a little itchy when he scratched him, "Be gentle."

Chen Shi couldn't hear it and continued to scratch.

Huang Dan held his hand and said, "I'll scratch me later and talk about the serious matter first."

Chen Shi's eyelids were set off, and his eyes fell on the boy's hand that he grabbed him, "It's not long before he painted it."

Huang Shanyi said, "Where did you see it?"

Chen Shi held the boy's hand in his back, put it in his palm and rubbed it, "line."

Huang Dan suddenly understood that if he had been drawing for a while, the lines drawn by the pencil would have blurred marks. Even if he didn't take them out and looked at them without touching them with his hands, he would still not be able to stop the trend.

But the lines on that eye are very clear and neat.

In the last world, Huang Dan took the job at home. The man lay on the computer and looked at it, saying that he was a rough man and couldn't understand it. When he came to this world, he drew better than him.

He pursed his lips, feeling a continuous feeling, one world after another.

Chen Shi smacked his lips in his heart. He was also a man. His hands were so rough that he said nothing. Why was the boy's hands soft and tender? When he raised his eyes, he found that the other party was in a daze again and looked a little sad.

"What's wrong?"

Huang Dan went to see the person in front of him when he heard this.

The gaze was indescribable. Chen Shi was numb all over his body when he was seen. He touched his face and laughed jokingly, "Are you fascinated by your brother?"

Huang Dan didn't say anything.

Chen Shi's smile on his lips was stiff. He was stunned at first, then at a loss. "You won't want to cry, are you? Zhang Shuran, if you dare to cry, don't cry!"

Huang Dan curled his lips, "I didn't cry."

Chen Shi was slightly stunned. He closed his eyes and looked again. The boy's eyes were dry, and his face was also not crying. The expression that was so sad that he was almost crying was illusion?

Huang Dan pulled back his hand, "I want to do important things now, don't disturb me."

Chen Shi rolled his eyes.

He was wondering, and saw the boy bent down to pick up shreds of paper on the ground, "Is this an important thing? Are you teasing me?"

Pick up yellow pieces in pieces, "Don't talk."

Chen Shi was not right, "There is a broom outside the door, just sweep it casually. Besides, you are not on duty today, why are you doing..."

Huang Shan stood up straight and kissed him on the lips.

The whole world is quiet.

Huang Dan picked up all the shredded paper he saw, and the others were coming. He had to get things done before this.

After a while, Huang Shan squatted on the ground and looked at the two paintings he had made. It was strange that except for his face, the other parts were exactly the same.

One is the model's face and the other is Shen Liang's face, both of which are from the same person.

Huang Dan moved his gaze to the second painting.

Chen Shi also looked over, "Even if a narcissistic person is, he will not be able to draw himself at all. Even if he copyes the photos, he will not copy them."

Huang Shan understood that the face on the painting was too realistic, it was like... directly peeled off Shen Liang's face.

Very strange.

This is what made Shen Liang lose his mind.

If it were Huang Dan, he would be shocked if he saw the same face as him.

Huang Dan said, "What do you think is going on?"
To be continued...