After wearing it back, I became the demon king

"Go, go, you've ruined the good atmosphere." The short-haired girl curled her lips in disgust.

Chu Han put down his brush, "What's going on?"

The burly boy opened the chair and sat down, "What else could be going on? Luo He in our class slept in the dormitory for two days before his roommate noticed something was wrong. No one saw Luo He getting up to eat during the period. , Didn’t even take a sip of water, you say no, he won’t eat or drink, he has to excrete, but he hasn’t gotten up to go to the toilet.”

The short-haired girl hurriedly expressed her opinion: "That's why I said that he probably lost his soul because of an evil spirit."

"You are a feudal superstition, you have to believe in science!" the boy retorted.

Chu Han couldn't help but subconsciously cast a glance at Di Ling, the most unscientific existence was here, "Cough, he's been sleeping and never woke up?"

"That's right, his roommate couldn't wake him up even if he went to call him. The ambulance picked him up just now." The girl said.

The boy crossed his arms, "typical features of Sleeping Beauty."

"Hmph, I'd rather Luo He had run into evil, and he could ask the master for help." The girl sighed.

They all know there is currently no cure for Sleeping Beauty.

"I'm going out." Di Ling touched the head of the small light bulb, and suddenly felt something was wrong, so he took a ruler to measure it.

If it wasn't his illusion, the little light bulb grew a little bigger.

"Hurry up and wake up." Di Ling bowed his head and kissed Little Light Bulb's head, pinching his paw.

The little light bulb was breathing steadily, but there was no sign of waking up.

After closing the door, Di Ling walked into the elevator.

The little light bulb in its sleep trembled slightly with its paws, then quickly regained its calm.

As the weather turned colder, Di Ling wore a windbreaker, and he was stunned by the effect of him walking out of the international runway. Chu Han took out his mobile phone, "Don't move, take a few pictures first."

Di Ling is used to this kind of daily life, if Chu Han is not a straight man, he would suspect that Chu Han has a crush on him.

"It's great, Di Ling, the eternal god." Chu Han gave him a thumbs up.

After getting in the car, Chu Han suddenly asked him, "Aren't you considering getting your driver's license? It's convenient to go anywhere."

"No car." Di Ling was very calm.

Chu Han laughed, and teased, "It's so easy for you to buy a car, local tyrant."

"You don't understand if you want to keep your child." Di Ling looked enigmatic.

Chu Han recalled the little fairy boy that Di Ling brought over in the last auction. Speaking of which, he hadn't seen him since that time. Was it a relative's child?

"Little light bulbs are quite edible, as you like."

Di Ling's lips were raised, and he was in a happy mood. Seeing this, Chu Han couldn't help but sigh that Di Ling's point was too strange, such words could make him feel happy.

Speaking of the car, Bai Zhenzhen always wanted to give it to him, but Di Ling didn't want it.

A few days ago, I received news from Bai Zhenzhen howling like ghosts and wolves, saying that the filming location of the film was suddenly changed to the desert, and now she is disheveled and rough every day, as if she was sent to the frontier.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Di Ling really wanted to tell her that you never had such a thing.

No wonder Bai Zhenzhen didn't come to pester him during this period. It turned out that it was because of work, she was fine, and her ears were quiet.

One Xiong Duojin and another Bai Zhenzhen would make their brains explode.

After arriving at the destination, Di Ling got out of the car and attracted a lot of attention. He took out his hat from his pocket and put it on. Chu Han parked the car and came over, smiling, "You look like a celebrity when you go out."

"I hate trouble." Di Ling said flatly.

But even so, some people will still be attracted by his tall figure and unique temperament.

"I've seen this painting. Professor Meng told us about it in class." Chu Han pointed to a figure painting and told Di Ling enthusiastically.

Professor Meng's brushstrokes are delicate and gentle. If compared to a human being, he must be a modest gentleman.

Chu Han explained to Di Ling softly, "These paintings were drawn by Professor Meng when he was young. They are not as perfect and restrained as they are now, but I like them very much."

"It's a bit like your painting style," Di Ling said.

Chu Han touched the tip of his nose, "Did you see it?"

"I have liked Professor Meng's paintings since I was a child, and I was also influenced by him when I learned to paint." Chu Han's eyes showed nostalgia, "When I was in elementary school, Professor Meng came to our school to give us an art class , I discovered for the first time that drawing is so interesting."

Since then, Chu Han has been obsessed with the world of painting and cannot extricate himself. Fortunately, he is talented and hardworking in this area.

Di Ling was stunned. The reason why he was interested in painting seemed to be because all the photos of Yu Ying at home were burned. When he was young and crying to find his mother, the memory of his mother became more and more blurred, so he would Come up with the idea of ​​drawing his mother so that he can remember her forever.

"So it's because of this?" Di Ling muttered to himself.

"What?" Chu Han didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, let's go inside." Di Ling said.

"Ah—" There was a sudden scream not far away.

Di Ling and Chu Han turned their heads together, there were two girls who were watching the art exhibition, one of them fainted, her companion turned pale with fright, and quickly supported her.

A man next to them picked up the girl on his back and ran out, "The hospital is not far ahead!"

The companion rushed to catch up, wiping tears while running, and said in a trembling voice, "Thank... thank you."

"This is too scary." Chu Han patted his chest, "When I was young, I took my cousin out to play. He passed out due to heat stroke, and there were no adults around him. It scared me to tears. It was like a childhood shadow."

"Mr. Di, what a coincidence." Professor Meng smiled amiably and appeared behind Di Ling.

"Professor Meng." Di Ling turned around and greeted.

"Is Chu Han the student you invited Mr. Xiao Di to visit the art exhibition?" Professor Meng was very impressed with Chu Han, he is a talented and hard-working student.

"Yes, Di Ling likes Professor Meng's paintings very much." Chu Han touched the back of his head, a little embarrassed, "Me too."

Professor Meng laughed heartily, "Thank you two young people for your love."

"Let me show you around."

Chu Han suppressed his excitement, "Wouldn't it be too much trouble for you?"

"No, I'm off today." Professor Meng said.

At first Chu Han was quite happy, but then he gradually realized that the topics discussed by Di Ling and Professor Meng were too profound, and he couldn't understand them!

It's obviously a movie of three people, but he can't have a name.

However, Di Ling, who was focused and serious, was shining brightly with his own light, and Chu Han secretly took a photo with his mobile phone.

At least he has accumulated material, Chu Han can only comfort himself like this.

"Sorry, I was too involved in talking with Mr. Xiao Di." It was Professor Meng who first noticed Chu Han who was left out in the cold.

Di Ling woke up like a dream when he heard the words, and looked at Chu Han. Chu Han blamed him deliberately: "Professor Meng noticed me before you. You are too incompetent as a friend."

Di Ling was stunned, "Sorry."

"Just a word of apology and want to change the story, that's not going to work." Chu Han tried his best to control the corners of his mouth that kept turning up, Di Ling was so easy to deceive!

"Unless you invite me to dinner."

"Okay." Di Ling didn't hesitate.

Chu Han finally couldn't help laughing, "Then I will forgive you a lot."

Looking at the friendship between the two young painters, Professor Meng couldn't help laughing, "That's great."

As a result, Di Ling failed to treat guests successfully at noon. Professor Meng's house was nearby, and he sincerely invited them to have dinner at home.

"My family has collected a lot of orphaned ancient paintings."

Di Ling stepped forward immediately, "Which direction?"

Professor Meng and Chu Han both laughed, Di Ling is too cute.

"Aiping, I'm back." Professor Meng opened the door and said.

After a while, an elegant lady wearing a cheongsam walked out, "Why didn't you tell me in advance that there was a guest coming, and I would come out to meet people in shame."

"Aiping, you are talking nonsense again, you are obviously beautiful." Professor Meng's tone was sincere, and Su Aiping was immediately laughed.

"Let me introduce, this is my wife Su Aiping."

Su Aiping's gaze stayed on Di Ling, and she covered her mouth in surprise, "Hey, what a handsome boy."

Professor Meng was deliberately jealous, "You clearly said that I am the most handsome."

"Spoken nonsense in front of the children." Su Aiping scolded.

Chu Han never thought that he would be so clingy with his wife at home with the highly respected Professor Meng.

"This is my student, Chu Han, and this is Chu Han's friend, Di Ling, both of whom are very good children." Even his wife, Professor Meng did not casually reveal that Di Ling is the up-and-coming painter Lin , he could see that Di Ling didn't want too many people to know about it.

"Welcome, come in and sit down." Su Aiping invited them to the living room.

When Professor Meng showed them around the study, Di Ling saw a photo, which should be of Professor Meng's family of three.

"Professor, is this your daughter?" Chu Han asked while pointing at the photo.

Professor Meng said cheerfully, "Yes, she is a doctor."

"It's amazing." Chu Han was a little surprised, "I thought your daughter could draw."

Professor Meng waved his hand: "She never liked drawing since she was a child."

Di Ling was fascinated by those lonely books, so Su Aiping knocked on the door and asked them to eat. Seeing his reluctance, Professor Meng said, "If you like it, I can give it to you."

Chu Han's eyes widened, are you so forthright?

"I'll buy it," Di Ling said.

Professor Meng shook his head with a smile and said nothing, "Let's eat first."

"Xiaoyu won't come back?"

Su Aiping wiped the drops of water from her hands, "I just called and said that I am an emergency patient, and I won't come back to eat."

"Are there any emergency patients? She is too busy at work and can't even have a hot meal. I'll send her there in a while." Professor Meng felt sorry for his daughter, and said to Di Ling and his wife, "My daughter is in the house we passed by just now." The hospital works and is very close to home.”

Chu Han and Di Ling looked at each other, and told Professor Meng and his wife what happened at the art exhibition.

"Why did you faint suddenly?" Professor Meng frowned. He didn't know that this happened in his art exhibition.

Su Aiping picked up a chopstick of vegetarian dishes for him, "Hypoglycemia, menstrual period, both are possible and very common."

Di Ling didn't refute her. Chu Han might not be able to see clearly, but he could see clearly. The girl who fainted had a ruddy complexion and raised lips. What a dream.

A few days later, Chu Han hurried to the school to look for Di Ling, "Professor Meng's daughter suddenly fell into a coma. It is said that she never woke up after returning home from shift that morning."

His pupils trembled, "Do you think her symptoms are similar to Luo He's?"

Di Ling frowned. It sounded very similar, but they didn't know the specific situation.

There was strong fear in Chu Han's eyes, "Did you know? Luo He passed away yesterday, and left this world in his sleep."

His voice trembled, "Tell me, will Professor Meng's daughter also..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-2421:00:00~2021-02-2521:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Ayang. 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!