It's not my fault to be ugly

Feng Dingkun was ordered around by Zong Xinsheng, tossing around all night, and at almost ten o'clock, everyone finally left.With a sigh of relief, he walked into the dressing room, turned on the light and closed the door, yawned, and reached out to unbutton his uniform jacket.

He took off his coat, picked up his own clothes and put them on slowly, his eyes unconsciously looked out of the window, the window was facing the path behind the school, usually no one walked there, now it was late, it was deserted, and it was dark Only a few stars can be vaguely seen in the lacquer.

Suddenly, a little light flickered in the window, as if it was a reflection of something!Is there anyone there? !

Feng Dingkun subconsciously opened the door and rushed out, like a gust of wind swept through the corridor.He ran out the back door and into the alley.But no one was there.

Feng Dingkun had the courage to walk in the depths under the sparse starlight. There seemed to be nothing else on the roadside except the various domestic garbage that the residents piled up by the walls.

The person who took the sneak shot may have run away.

Feng Dingkun was a little disappointed, turned around and planned to go back, when his hand touched the pocket of his trousers, and touched something hard.

Feng Dingkun took back his steps, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and turned on the flashlight, a beam of light immediately lit up the dark and narrow alley.

Feng Dingkun took his mobile phone and scanned the alley full of sundries. There was a soft rustling sound from the corner. Feng Dingkun raised his eyes and scanned the place. In the place illuminated by the light of the mobile phone, there was a person standing there with a camera in his arms. .

"why you?"

When Feng Dingkun was in a daze, he was knocked off with a stick from behind and passed out.

"It's Zong Xinsheng." Pei Fei crossed his legs and looked at the photos on the table: "At that time, he gave me the photos I took to participate in the photography competition. Later... at Yu Wenning's banquet The photos he took were also given to me.”

"Zong Xinsheng?" Jiang Linfei touched his chin: "It's him?"

It was already late after the interrogation of Pei Fei, Jiang Linfei and Lan Haiyuan walked out of the police station together.Pei Fei was also released and walked behind them.

Jiang Linfei looked back at him, but he obviously had no intention of talking to Jiang Linfei, so he walked around them expressionlessly, took a taxi and went back to school.

Jiang Linfei took out his mobile phone and called Feng Dingkun, intending to tell him the result, but Feng Dingkun never got through.He frowned and put away his phone, first sent Lan Haiyuan back to the dormitory, and then walked towards his own dormitory.

He called Feng Dingkun again, but still couldn't get through. He couldn't help feeling a little worried, so he called the handicraft workshop, and the boss yawned and told him that Feng Dingkun left after work.

Jiang Linfei planned to contact Feng Dingkun the next morning, so he put away the phone.With his hands in his pockets, he looked down at the road, and every step he took was right on the line of the floor.This is an involuntary movement when he is thinking.

Is that candid photographer Zong Xinsheng?

If it was him, then the works of Pei Fei, the photos of Yu Wenning's birthday party, and the photos that were posted on the campus forum twice were all from him?

He always felt that something was wrong!

As far as he knows, Zong Xinsheng has a girlfriend and is not gay.The desire to swallow Feng Dingkun alive through the camera is not like him.

Is he a double?

No... I seem to have lost my mind.Jiang Linfei stopped suddenly, stepped on the intersection of four floor tiles, and stretched out his hand to press his forehead.

Yu Wenning's birthday party... Will Zong Xinsheng be invited?

Everyone in the school knows that Pei Fei and Lu Mingran are at odds.Yu Wenning and Lu Mingran are friends, and Zong Xinsheng has always stood by Pei Fei's side.It is said that Pei Fei did not have an invitation card for Yu Wenning's birthday party, and found someone to sneak in, so how did Zong Xinsheng get in?

Did he go in with Pei Fei?

Jiang Linfei felt that he needed to ask Pei Fei for clarification.He dialed Pei Fei's phone number from Qiu Jiayu, but there was no answer, Jiang Linfei hung up the phone and dialed again, this time he finally connected, Pei Fei's cold voice came over.

"Who?"

"It's me, Jiang Linfei."

"do not know."

As expected of Pei Fei, Jiang Linfei was speechless, and said, "We just met tonight. I am the president of Feng Dingkun's support club."

"It's you. What's the matter?"

"I want to ask, did you bring Zong Xinsheng to Yu Wenning's birthday party?"

"No. I'm alone..." Pei Fei's reaction was also quick: "How did he take the photo?"

"That's what I'm thinking too." Jiang Linfei fiddled with the fallen leaves on the ground with his toes, arranging them into a neat heart shape: "Besides, he is not gay, so it is impossible to take that kind of photo. So I think there is another person, That person is the real one, the one who took the picture!"

"I'll check the guest list for Yu Wenning's birthday party now." Pei Fei thought for a while and asked, "Where's Feng Dingkun? Is he by your side?"

"No, his cell phone can't get through. I just asked the boss of the part-time job shop and said he has gone back."

Pei Fei said she got it, and hung up the phone.

Jiang Linfei thought about it, and called Feng Dingkun again, but he still couldn't get through.He sighed, and rushed to Feng Dingkun's dormitory resignedly, while muttering to himself: "I, the president of the support club, became Feng Dingkun's nanny."

He worked so hard for Feng Dingkun, and he had his own reasons.His elder brother Jiang Lintao is Feng Dingqian's personal secretary.The two brothers did not fight each other, he always wanted to overwhelm his brother, and found that Feng Dingkun and his brother had a bad relationship, so he decided to approach Feng Dingkun and become his right-hand man to help him defeat Feng Dingqian.

As long as Feng Dingkun can defeat Feng Dingqian, then he is considered to have defeated his brother.

But he was embarrassed to tell Feng Dingkun about this naive idea.

The door of Feng Dingkun's dormitory was closed. He knocked for a while but no one came to open it. Looking in from the window, it was pitch black inside, as if someone was there.He felt something was wrong, so he called the owner of the handicraft workshop.

Feng Dingkun was awakened by the sound of the shutter being pressed, opened his eyes, and was immediately stung by the flash and closed them again.He frowned, trying to sit up straight, but found that all his clothes had been stripped off, and his hands were tied behind his back.

"Enough!" Feng Dingkun twisted his body and sat up.

The photographer stopped, walked over from behind the flashing lights, knelt on Feng Dingkun's bed with one leg bent, looked down at Feng Dingkun, and did not speak.

"Why are you doing this to me?!"

"I like you. But I know that you have always liked Lu Mingran." The photographer stretched out his hand, slowly stroking Feng Dingkun's face with his warm fingers.

Feng Dingkun took a breath, raised his head to meet the photographer's eyes, and asked, "Is there another person? Where is the person who knocked me out?"

"He was called away by the police."

"Police?" A little hope rose in Feng Dingkun's heart.

"I don't know how they found Zong Xinsheng..." The photographer smiled indifferently: "Maybe they will find me soon."

He took down a bottle of oil from the side shelf and poured a few drops on his hand: "Someone will come to rescue you soon. But before that, you are mine."

"Enough! What do you want to do? Xiangying?!"