Look at that pair of school grass

The five people who came out of the haunted house sat down around the table to rest, the heating plus shock and exercise, their foreheads were all bright and sweaty.

"Is it exciting?" Shen Yan thoughtfully handed them a tissue and brought a few cups of warm water for free, asking in a gloating tone.

Stimulating, so stimulating that Su An still feels a little sore in his legs, and he doesn't know if it was caused by climbing up and down in it or because he was scared.

It would be embarrassing if she was scared, Su An didn't say anything, and rubbed her legs by herself.

"It's exciting, it's exciting. If you don't go in and feel it, it will definitely be a loss in your life." As soon as Shen Zhi came out of the haunted house, he started to liven up again, gesticulating happily, "That female ghost, her hair is so long!"

"Yes, it's definitely a loss." Meng Ying also booed and winked at Shen Yan, "Let me tell you, the little brother who pretends to be a ghost is very handsome~ Here, look..."

In the staff-only passage, a ghost actor just came out. He was wearing a hospital gown, and his face was made up with heavy colors, but he didn’t look scary at all in the bright place. If you look carefully, it’s not hard to see The eyebrows are beautiful under the heavy makeup.

He should have come out to rest. He walked two steps out of the door and saw Su An and the others, and raised his hand to say hello.

It was Su An who received the greeting from the front. He waved out of politeness and responded with a bit of confusion. From an outsider's point of view, it was as if the two had known each other early.

Shen Zhi looked at the "ghost" and then at Su An: "What's the matter with you, little brother? Why did you go to the haunted house and build a revolutionary friendship with the ghost behind our backs?"

"Is it someone you know?" Qi Wenxuan also asked him.

With question marks all over Su An's head, she looked at the other person's appearance carefully, then slowly shook her head and said, "I don't know... Although you put on such a ghostly makeup, it shouldn't be so difficult for acquaintances to recognize you, and, people I know, you should I also know it."

This is true.

The man pretending to be a ghost didn't move any further, and went to another door after saying hello.

Shen Yan winked at Shen Zhi again: "So, is there any progress?"

Meng Ying just got up to help Lu Xiaocheng get water, Shen Zhi glanced at her back and coughed: "Well... that's it, then."

It's rare for a ghost to assist in the middle, and he was separated from Meng Ying and Lu Xiaocheng who was frightened and stupid, but...however he was intimidated.

It was impossible for him to let them know that he was actually so frightened that his legs limp, because he maintained his last sanity in front of Meng Ying, and he didn't hug anyone casually and yell.

Later, when he went to the morgue and lay down in the ice coffin, he asked Meng Ying and Lu Xiaocheng to go there first, and he was so frightened when he stayed alone with the "corpses" in the room, he almost squatted there and cried come out.

But maybe because he was overly frightened there and opened up Ren Du's second channel, after he passed by, he started to stop there and wait for Su An and the others to scare him, but he didn't feel so scared afterward.

Lu Xiaocheng also recovered after that, and said now: "I still remember that Su An was so frightened that he almost fell back into the ice coffin. It's rare to see his frightened face."

Fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter, Su An couldn't help but give her a blank look: "What right do you have to say about me, Director Lu who wanted to quit before entering?"

"Just don't hurt each other." Shen Yan said viciously, and was attacked by several people: "It doesn't hurt your back to talk while standing, and shut up if you don't go in."

Several people gathered around a table to exchange their experiences just now, filled with the joy and peace of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Su An got up and said.

"Oh, good." Shen Zhi took the key of the locker from Shen Yan, "Let's get the bag first, where should we go for dinner later?"

"It's up to you." Su An said.

The restroom of the haunted house is also in the style of a haunted house. The signs at the door to distinguish between men and women are cartoons of male ghosts and female ghosts. The light inside is also dim, and there are bloodstains on the mirror. Suddenly a grimace appeared.

After using the toilet, Su An stood in front of the sink and turned on the faucet, worried for a while whether there would be red liquid flowing out.

Simply this haunted house is not so sick, the water is normal tap water, only cold water, and it starts to freeze for three seconds in the middle of winter.

The water was fine, but there was a real grimace in the mirror.

Grimace stood at the door, raised his hand to Su An with a half-smile and said, "Hi~"

Su An raised her eyes, and almost grabbed the decorations by the sink and threw them at the mirror or behind her.

The unfriendly light in the toilet and the blood stains on the mirror gave him the illusion that the nightmare of the haunted house was recurring. Fortunately, Su An had sufficient sanity, and Su An recognized that this person was the "ghost" he had just seen in the hall.

"Are you... are you greeting me?" Su An turned around after washing her hands, and pointed to herself.

"Yes, is there anyone else here?" The man came over and smiled when he saw himself in the mirror, "Sorry, this outfit might scare you, but I just want to... well, make friends. "

Su An was wiping her hands with a paper towel, her expression suddenly magical.

"Make friends?" Su An threw the tissue into the trash can and repeated.

A "ghost", or a male ghost, told him to make friends in the toilet outside the haunted house?

"Yes, um..." The man took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "If you don't mind, add a WeChat?"

What are you doing, this guy is a wechat merchant?Are wechat business people clogging toilets now?

baffling.

Being stopped by a "ghost" asking for WeChat in front of the blood-stained mirror, this scene is so weird no matter how you look at it, just as Su An was about to refuse San Lian, someone opened the curtain and walked in at the door.

Su An and the man turned their heads at the same time, Qi Wenxuan maintained the movement of lifting the curtain, and put it down after a while, and walked over with an expression of "I knew it": "Why haven't you come out for so long, what are you doing?"

"Oh." Su An pointed to the person in front of him, "You may not believe me if you say it, but he wants to add me on WeChat."

The man had just opened WeChat on his mobile phone, and looked at Qi Wenxuan who suddenly barged in, with no embarrassment visible on his heavily made-up face.

"Oh, don't you have a rule here that the staff don't allow harassment of customers?" Qi Wenxuan walked over and raised his eyebrows halfway, "People who are blocked in the toilet require WeChat, so that counts as harassment, right?"

The man looked at Qi Wenxuan, who was much taller than him, and put the phone back in his pocket embarrassingly: "What kind of blocking person, I just happened to meet... Never mind, it's so fierce."

He was also wronged.

After finishing speaking, the man turned around and opened the curtain to walk out of the toilet. Su An pointed at the door with a puzzled expression on his face: "He...he didn't even go to the toilet when he came in, so he really wanted my WeChat?"

Qi Wenxuan looked at Su An with complicated eyes, and before he could speak, Su An asked in surprise, "Are all micro-businesses working so hard now?"

"..." Qi Wenxuan choked back the words in his throat, and was dumb for a while.

Is this the brain circuit of a normal person?

He doesn't believe it anymore, is Su An really so dull?

"You really think he is a Weishang?" Qi Wenxuan couldn't help asking.

"...Otherwise?" Su An asked back, "It's not Weishang, why does he want me to use WeChat, strike up a conversation?"

Very good Su Xiaoan, you have got the correct answer.

Qi Wenxuan could only sigh like an old father, and while taking Su An out of the toilet, he patted Su An on the shoulder and said, "Su Xiaoan, I told you, boys should also pay attention to safety outside."

Su An: "Huh?"

The six of them walked to the shopping mall together, only then did Su An recover from Qi Wenxuan's sincerity.

"You mean, he really wants to strike up a conversation?" Su An asked him in surprise, "Has he taken a fancy to me?"

"Acquaintance, what acquaintance? Who is interested in whom?" The other four people who didn't know the truth immediately pricked up their ears and prepared to eat melons.

Qi Wenxuan explained a few sentences to a few people, and Meng Ying suddenly realized: "Oh, so that little brother is gay. Sure enough, good-looking boys like boys..."

Qi Wenxuan glanced at her silently.

"That's no wonder." Shen Zhi tutted his tongue, "It's only natural that our brother An's looks and temperament will be taken for granted."

Su An was still immersed in the unprecedented experience and didn't recover. After a while, he rubbed his arms: "Hey..."

"What's the matter?" Qi Wenxuan asked him, ridiculously finding himself a little nervous.

"Just... a tight chrysanthemum?" Su An replied.

Qi Wenxuan: "..."

Su An still trembled, and continued: "It's reasonable, if that person wants to look at you, he should also look at you. I really have no vision."

Qi Wenxuan didn't know whether he should be happy with this kind of praise, but it may be gratifying that Su An didn't have the worst rejection he expected.

He also didn't know why, and then asked, "Then you want him to take a fancy to me?"

Su An frowned and replied: "No, he...is not good enough for you."

Qi Wenxuan was completely happy.

The six finally decided to eat hot pot, drink the coldest cola and eat the hottest hot pot in the cold winter, and have a hearty meal.

The episode of being accosted by the same sex was quickly overshadowed by the plates of meat served, and everything was not worth mentioning in front of the hot and spicy hot pot.

They can all eat spicy food. The hot pepper and butter in the pot set off a burst of hot aroma that makes people cry. The way they eat is also very heroic. The meat is poured down plate by plate for a few seconds. Six pairs of chopsticks poked into the pot to cut the meat, and it was cleaned up immediately.

"Hiss - hot pot is war!" Su An dipped in the seasoning and stuffed a mouthful of hot meat into his mouth, and said while hissing.

Qi Wenxuan's chopstick meat also arrived in Su An's bowl, envious of others, Shen Yan shook her head: "Brother Xuan, you dote on Brother An too much, my own brother is not as close as you are."

After finishing speaking, he gave Shen Zhi a disgusted look.

"I'm not your real brother." Shen Zhi took a chopstick into Meng Ying's bowl as a matter of course, "Eat more, be careful not to burn it."

Meng Ying is obsessed with hot pot, and now she doesn't care about rejection, and don't even think about leaving when the bowl comes.

Only Shen Yan and Lu Xiaocheng fought alone at the table. The two clinked glasses of sympathy, and the iced cola gurgled down, mixed with the hot meat and vegetables, which was very refreshing.

"Our lower digestive tract will probably feel refreshed after eating." Shen Yan said rationally.

But who cares, if you have alcohol today and get drunk today, don't care if you have diarrhea tomorrow, if you have diarrhea, you will lose weight.

That night, there was no response from the stomach and intestines, Su An only felt that his stomach was warm, and he slept comfortably with the smell of hot pot on his pillow, as if he had eaten another meal in his dream.

The next day, Su An jumped out of bed early in the morning and rushed into the toilet. Yang Lan put the breakfast on the table, and heard the sound of water flushing in the toilet. at the table.

"What's the matter with you?" Yang Lan became worried, "Does your stomach hurt? Did you catch a cold?"

Su An's expression was tangled for a while, and he said aggrievedly: "...Spicy chrysanthemum."

Oh, Yang Lan gave him a supercilious look.

Deserve it.

The author has something to say: Su Xiaoan: Hey, the chrysanthemum hurts, like being [beep——]

[After a long time, Su Xiaoan shed tears for her innocence]