After the letter was opened, a line of delicate pen letters jumped out, saying that they never left each other and stayed with them. The above was obviously a romantic promise from lovers, but Chen Liang was crazy. His facial muscles trembled strangely. He turned around and crawled to find the matchbox, lit the fire, threw the letter paper in, and burned the Chinese textbook together.

The firelight reflected in Shen Liang's eyes and shone on his face, magnifying his nerves countless times, showing a gloomy state. He stared at the burning letter paper and textbooks on the ground.

"Since you like me very much, then I can do whatever I can to you, right?"

Chen Liang's expression was complicated, fear, restlessness, alertness, and madness. His facial features were twisted, and his voice was very gentle, like a lover's murmur, "Go to where you should go, stop looking for me again, go."

The flames on the textbooks and letter papers were spreading, roaring silently and roaring.

Chen Liang wiped his face and wiped the cold sweat on his clothes. He smiled and said in a gentler tone, "Don't worry, I will go to the Academy of Fine Arts, bring your dreams together."

Just as the textbooks and letters on the ground were about to burn out, a gust of cold wind rushed into the half-closed window, and the ashes and broken pieces of paper were blown up instantly. Chen Liang was unprepared and his face was covered with ashes, and he screamed and scratched.

Huang Dan next door was drawing sketches for Chen Shi. When he heard the movement, he immediately threw down the sketchbook and ran out with a pencil. Seeing the boy in the yard, his eyelids suddenly jumped, "Your face..."

There were scratches on Chen Liang's face, blood was flowing deep and blood was seeping in shallow areas. He grabbed it himself, and his ten nails were stuffed with flesh and mixed with some ashes.

At this moment, Chen Liang's chest was undulating, and he made a sound of a bellows pulling out of his throat, staring at him with his blood-filled eyes, like a devil.

Huang Dan frowned and he shouted, "Chen Liang."

The sound was not loud, and Chen Liang's eyes rolled for a moment, as if he had regained some consciousness, but it seemed that he had not. He raised his foot and walked towards Huang Shan step by step.

Huang Shan smelled the bloody smell of Chen Liang's body, and he pursed his lips and stood there without moving.

Chen Liang was getting closer and closer to Huang Dan, and suddenly a series of footsteps came from behind, accompanied by Chen Shi's voice, "Chen Liang, what do you want to do?"

His body suddenly stopped, and Chen Liang lowered his eyelids, "What are you not doing."

Chen Shi approached Huang Dan. He glanced at Chen Liang, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

Chen Liang still lowered his eyelids and did not raise his head. Blood beads slowly dripped on his white sweater. "I don't know why I'm allergic, I caught it myself."

Huang Dan said, "You are shouting."

Chen Liang's chest was not so big, he wiped the blood from his sweater, "That hurts."

Huang Shan wanted to look into the room, but Chen Liang had already run into the room before him, closed the window first, and then came out to lock the door, "I'll go to the hospital."

After saying that, Chen Liang turned around and left, and soon left the yard.

Huang Dan looked at the closed door and then looked at a few drops of blood on the ground, "Chen Liang doesn't seem to be allergic."

Chen Shi put one hand around his waist, "Don't worry about him."

Huang Dan took away his hand from his waist and walked to a distance to pick up a piece of shredded paper. The edges were burnt marks. This thing should not have been scraped in from outside.

Looking at the words above, Huang Dan knew it was a Chinese textbook for senior high school students and also knew which text it was. He only checked Chen Shi two days ago, and he couldn't make a mistake.

There are only three senior high school students in this yard. Except for him and Chen Shi, the rest is Chen Liang.

Huang Dan couldn't understand. He remembered that this text was memorable and had no special meaning. Why did Chen Liang burn it? Or was it that Chen Liang burned the entire textbook?

No, Huang Dan used some force to pinch the fingertips of the shredded paper, and he knew what it was.

It's that letter.

Huang Dan used to not understand love, but now he understands that one person likes another. When he looks at the other person, there will be light in his eyes, which cannot be hidden. When Chen Liang is with the girl from No. 1 Middle School, there will be no light in his eyes.

Everyone in the studio thinks they are good at painting, talented and beautiful, and very compatible, and it is very suitable for being a couple.

However, the two did not have a formal relationship and said they were good friends.

In everyone's opinion, the change in their relationship is to take a step forward. Whoever takes that step first means who likes the other person more.

Huang Dan doesn't think so.

He used to think that Chen Liang was just enjoying the taste of being admired. The girl's eyes followed him and some kind of psychology would be satisfied.

After Chen Liang disappeared for a few days, Huang Dan's thoughts changed. He felt that Chen Liang's attitude towards girls was a bit like the situation when he killed a chicken. He would first comfort him and shunshun's hair. He hoped that when placing the chicken's neck, it would be smoother.

No matter which one it is, Huang Dan can see that Chen Liang has no meaning to girls.

At that time, Huang Shan accidentally encountered a scene where a girl handed a letter to Chen Liang, including the indifference on his face after the girl left.

Although Huang Shan failed to witness the follow-up, he was sure that Chen Liang would not accept the letter.

It must have been thrown somewhere.

Just now, Chen Liang was about to memorize the text, but he found that the letter he threw was stuck inside and came back. He was very scared, so he lit a torch and burned the letter together with the textbook.

As for why Chen Liang shouted, it should be that the wind blew into the house before the textbook was burned.

Because the window was originally open, Chen Liang closed it before he went out, and Huang Dan found that there was ashes in Chen Liang's neck. He had a ghost in his heart. Even if he touched a little ashes or a piece of paper on his body, he would be frightened.

Chen Liang scratched his face because he was stained with ashes on his face.

Pushing down along the way, Huang Dan quickly sorted out his entire thoughts, feeling that the mist in front of him had faded a little, one step closer to the truth.

Huang Dan stood in the wind and looked around the yard, bricks, moss, garbage in the corners of the wall, withered leaves, bare branches... Too many things were filled with traces of being corroded by time.

He looked to the second floor and saw a few thin branches hanging down, just like the landlord’s old lady, and was about to die.

Where is the ghost?

Huang Dan reached out and pinched his eyebrows a few times. He hoped to see the ghost, the sooner the better. It doesn’t matter if one or two or a group of them.

Will it be...

The ghost has always been by his side, but he didn't notice it?

Huang Dan narrowed his eyes. As soon as he entered a state of contemplation, he was pulled out by the heat on his lips.

Chen Shi stayed on the boy's lips for a moment, "Student Zhang, stop thinking about it, go back and continue sketching for me."

Huang Dan said that he had no intention of painting anymore.

Chen Shi was unhappy and took his hand back to the room. As soon as the door was closed, he hugged him and kissed him.

Huang Dan was so hot that his kiss was covered in blood, and a layer of sweat broke out on his back. He gasped, "Don't make a fuss, otherwise I'll take a shower again tonight."

Chen Shi reached into the boy's cotton coat. He bent down and pressed his back against the other party's forehead, and said viciously, "Zhang Shuran, I'll tell you, it's useless to say anything. You don't know who you are running to."

Huang Dan opened his mouth and was preparing on the tip of his tongue. All the sounds that were not enough to jump out were eaten by Chen Shi. His body was sticky. If this continues, he will really go to the bathhouse to take a shower tonight.

"I have the heart."

Chen Shi pinched the boy's chin and he said lazyly, "Is that true?"

Huang Shan nodded, "Yes."

Chen Shi took a deep breath and scratched the nib of the boy's pen, "Go and make me more handsome."

Huang Dan just picked up the pencil, and before he could catch the sketchbook, he was hugged by both hands from behind. Chen Shi's thick breathing sound was in his ear, "No, I can't bear it, you kiss me first."

The hands on his waist were tightly tied, and Huang Dan couldn't turn around, so he could only twist his neck back and "Kiss again when he sleeps."

Chen Shi kissed his eyes, nose, and lips, "Then I'm already suffocating."

Huang Dan said, "It won't be broken."

Chen Shi's forehead was sweating and his eyes were red. He held the boy forward, "It will be bad, and there may be some sequelae and complications, and my heart will also be hurt."

Yellow List, “…”

Chen Shi kissed the boy's ear and his tongue gently stroked his head, "Zhang Shuran, wife, help me, okay?"

Listening to his coquettish tone, Huang Dan felt a little dizzy and agreed.

Nearly an hour later, Huang Dan lay in the quilt, his head not exposed, and it was cold.

Chen Shi stood in front of the bed and was amused and laughed, "I'm not allowed to go anywhere, can I live a good life in the future?"

The person in the bed ignored him.

Chen Shi sat down, pulled the quilt down, put his hand into the quilt, touched the young man's smooth face, and couldn't help pinching it, "What are you doing? Are you so tired? Didn't I kiss you too?"

Huang Dan poked his head out, "We have two differences. One, I did it within five minutes. You used it longer than once, and it was half an hour on average. Two, it was very easy when you kiss me, and it didn't take much effort. But when I kiss you, the muscles on my face will become sour."

Chen Shi curled his lips and shrugged proudly, "There's nothing I can do, I'm born."

Huang Dan said, "I know, you will grow up."

Chen Shi pressed him over through the quilt and held the boy's face to kiss, "Little girl, I know you are looking forward to that day. Don't worry, for you, I am willing to work hard to grow up, and I will send you to the sky and see the stars and the moon."

Huang Dan twitched his mouth and reminded him seriously, "Don't pull out the seedlings to encourage growth."

Chen Shi, “…”

Huang Dan yawned, his head tilted to the side, and he could fall asleep at any time, "It's almost ten o'clock, go to bed."

"I don't wash my feet, I'm so lazy."

Chen Shi went to pull the small iron piece under the stove to his head. He held the teapot in one hand and pulled the foot towel on the rope with the other, kicked the basin to the front of the bed with his feet, and poured water into the basin and said, "Get up and soak your feet."

Huang Dan lifted the quilt and sat up, rolled up his long pants and put his feet into the basin, sighing comfortably.

Chen Shi lowered his head and slippers, "Go a little upside."

Huang Dan made room for Chen Shi, "Has Shen Liang not come back yet?"

Chen Shi resisted his toes and rubbed his feet with thick calluses, "I heard no sound."

Huang Dan’s instep was a little itchy and painful, “Be gentle.”
To be continued...