After picking up the baby, my father and I became rivals

"Human head... head ah ah." Song Wenzhi's face was ashen, and his scalp tingled for a while.Clinging desperately to Zhang Yu, the classroom was filled with his terrified screams.

"Don't be afraid." Zhang Yu raised his arms to hug the shaking man in his arms, frowning vigilantly.

The flashlight was thrown out by Song Wenzhi, and it fell among a pile of old cardboard boxes. Several beams of light shuttled between the cardboard boxes one by one, and shone dimly on the empty middle area of ​​the classroom.

Song Wenzhi's whole body was stuck to Zhang Yu's body, and his face was buried so deeply in his chest that he couldn't tear it off.

Zhang Yu hugged Song Wenzhi in shock, unable to bend down to pick up the flashlight.He could only take out his phone and turn on the lighting mode.

While raising his hand to illuminate the paint bucket on the ground, he kept softly comforting his Omega: "Don't be afraid, there's nothing wrong."

Dazzling light gathered on the body of the barrel filled with red paint, and on the hair stuck in the viscous liquid.

The phone's lighting is not as bright as a flashlight, and the aperture can only focus on this small bucket of red paint.

Zhang Yu narrowed his eyes and observed for a while, then took a small picture with his mobile phone, and found an old mop handle in the corner behind him.

The classroom was still quiet, except for the panting of both of them, and the whistling of the wind beating the windows.

Song Wenzhi slowly stabilized his mind, but his heartbeat was still beating like a drum.

He peeked out one eye from Zhang Yu's arms, watching Zhang Yu hand over the mobile phone for lighting to the hand that hugged him, and then picked up the mop handle with the other hand and shook it twice.

The paint was diluted with water and precipitated, and because of the low temperature and solidification, Zhang Yu gently picked it up with a mop handle, and the hair that fell into the bucket was hooked out with paint.

The hair sticking to the red paint was drawn out against the wall, and then slowly slid down to the ground. The yellowish white wall was covered with a layer of red liquid with ribbons, which was still dripping on the tiled floor.

Zhang Yu pulled the "unidentified object" in with the mop handle to look at it, and finally sighed clearly, and said to Song Wenzhi.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a wig." And it's still a pink hair wig, but it's mixed with red paint, and the colors are similar and mixed, and it's not clear for a while.

Song Wenzhi looked over cautiously, and after confirming that the ball was a wig, he slowly came out of Zhang Yu's arms and chose to hold his hand tightly.

"Why are there wigs in the closet..."

Song Wenzhi asked suspiciously. This is an abandoned classroom. It stands to reason that there are some tables, chairs, benches, old books and discarded school supplies.

There should be no wigs in anything, and it is still pink hair that cannot be worn every day...

Zhang Yu couldn't figure out the reason either, so he walked over and took out the flashlight from a pile of cardboard boxes, and then took a circle around the open space in the middle.

Throughout the whole process, Song Wenzhi followed Zhang Yu closely, with half of his body tightly attached to Zhang Yu.

Seeing Song Wenzhi obediently clinging to him, Zhang Yu was in a good mood.He looked down at Song Wenzhi's moist eyes, and said in a low voice, "If you are afraid, baby, let's go."

Song Wenzhi looked at the box of paint on the ground, thought for a moment and shook his head: "It's all here, let's put the paint away."

Then he whispered next to Zhang Yu's ear, "With you here, I'm not afraid of anything." The voice was full of unreserved trust and extreme softness.

There seemed to be blue veins throbbing in the forehead of Zhang Yu, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he really wanted to kiss Song Wenzhi hard.

Song Wenzhi hid behind Zhang Yu, and walked slowly with him to the cabinet above the paint bucket.

In order to ensure safety, the two decided to check the locker where the wig fell. After all, it was too weird to see a wig here.

The cabinet was a certain distance from the ground, and Song Wenzhi helped Zhang Yu raise the flashlight to illuminate it.

He tiptoed his toes, but he still couldn't see the contents of the cabinet clearly from his height. He happened to step on a few pipes under his feet, which should be long rods for hanging curtains.

Song Wenzhi stepped on the pipe and stood closely with Zhang Yu.He watched Zhang Yu take out some... colorful wigs from the cabinet.

He gave the torch to the wig in Zhang Yu's hand and said, "The quality of these wigs looks really good, as if they are all new."

"Maybe someone put it here on purpose." The wig in Zhang Yu's hand felt brand new, and it must have been put in the cabinet recently.

There were still things in the cabinet, so Zhang Yu took Song Wenzhi's hand, temporarily piled the wigs on one side of the cabinet, and reached out to hook another part of the things.

"Is there anything else here?" Song Wenzhi held up the flashlight and moved his feet slightly.Under the trend of curiosity, it moved forward by half a point.

Suddenly, a cloud of white burst into Song Wenzhi's pupils.Immediately afterwards, a white cloth was placed on his head, and several insignificant objects rolled down from the top of his head one after another.

"My goodness!"

Song Wenzhi exclaimed, his foot slipped while stepping on the long pole, and he fell forward instantly.

He subconsciously supported the ground with one hand, but his entire palm was buried in the bucket of red paint.

"Little Zhi!" Zhang Yu quickly grabbed Song Wenzhi's hand dipped in the paint bucket, and a lot of paint splashed out again.

The white cloth in the cabinet just now fell out of the cabinet and covered Song Wenzhi's head, including the wigs.

Song Wenzhi supported the wall with one hand and squatted on the ground.Zhang Yu leaned over and stretched out his hands to pull him up, and then took off the white cloth-like thing on top of his head.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a lace suspender dress.

"Why are there skirts here?" Song Wenzhi's left hand was completely covered with red paint, and there was a yogurt smell in the air, probably the smell of paint.

Zhang Yu simply took a flashlight to take a picture in the cabinet again, and it can be seen that there are some new women's clothes and wigs, which should have been put in recently, because there is still a smell of perfume on these things.

"What's the smell?" Song Wenzhi looked at the suspender skirt in his hand, sniffed it tightly, and said to Zhang Yu, "I used this brand of perfume for a while, but the smell is too strong, so I don't like it." Use it again."

It seems to be the brand of perfume used by Omega, and it is only for men.

After seeing the contents of the cabinet clearly, the two of them didn't smudge any more. After finding the cabinet where the paint was placed, they put all the paint in the box they had just brought into it.

After installing the paint, Song Wenzhi looked at the white suspender skirt that was put aside, and whispered, "We seem to have stained the skirt."

The silver-white skirt was covered with red paint that Song Wenzhi and Zhang Yu accidentally rubbed onto it. In some places, there were clearly visible traces of rubbing fingers and fingertips, plus the paint spilled on the ground, making it look like a murder scene. .

"It's almost 06:30." Zhang Yu glanced at the time, the sun had already set, and the surroundings were chaotic and dark.

Zhang Yu touched the tip of Song Wenzhi's cold nose: "I can't find cleaning tools here either. Let's go back today and clean it up tomorrow."

"Okay." Song Wenzhi nodded in agreement. His hands were still stained with sticky paint, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to his skin. He wanted to go home and wash his hands now.

Zhang Yu took out a handkerchief and wiped Song Wenzhi's hands, then simply wiped the paint on his hands.Then put the paint-stained handkerchief in the corner of the cabinet, thinking about taking it back to wash it tomorrow.

Just as the two were about to leave, they suddenly heard footsteps getting closer.

Zhang Yu turned his head and looked out of the corridor: "Why is the security guard here?"

This old school building usually has few people coming here, coupled with the rumors of being haunted, few people go here.

The security guards are too lazy to patrol here, and they are usually ignored by them, but today is an exception.

"Then what to do, isn't it good to be seen?" Song Wenzhi said with an uneasy expression.

Although the two of them didn't do anything bad, they didn't know why they appeared here at night. If they were discovered, they would definitely be taken away by the security guards.

They are still hiding their relationship, and they don't want the whole school to know that the two presidents were found together in the old school building without going home at night.

Then they will lose face.

"It's too late to go, let's hide." Zhang Yu dragged Song Wenzhi to hide in the corner of the classroom. There was a row of high desks on the left to cover the two of them.

Xiao Ma is a new security guard at D University. Uncle Li arranged for him to inspect the old school building on the first day of work.

Said that there is no one here, and it is easy to walk around, Xiao Ma thanked Uncle Li for his thoughtfulness, but did not notice the smirk on his face.

The beam of the large flashlight shuttled back and forth in the corridor, and when it reached the abandoned classroom, the pony stopped suddenly.

"Too bad, the door wasn't closed." Song Wenzhi, who was hiding in the corner, tilted his head and looked at the door.He and Zhang Yu hid too quickly, and the door of the classroom was still wide open.

For the old school building, the security guards just walked around roughly, and would not look at each room, but the door of the abandoned classroom was open here, so they had to come in and take a look.

"Why is the door open? Is anyone there?" Pony muttered strangely, walked into the abandoned classroom and shone a flashlight inside, and a few frizzy things came into view.

Xiao Ma walked over and saw a few balls of women's hair covered in red liquid, and a red suspender skirt covered in finger prints thrown on the ground.

"Damn it!" Pony sat down on the ground, as if he had touched something sticky in his palm, he raised his palm and saw that his hand was covered with bright red liquid.

The pony took a short breath and was too frightened to make a sound.Suddenly, he felt a chill on his forehead, and raised his head subconsciously, just as the big flashlight hit the wall in front of him.

Under the blazing light, there are two red handprints of different sizes on the wall, which are scarlet and dazzling.The red liquid is still winding down the wall, and it can be seen that it has not yet dried up.

Pony's pupils shrank sharply, his teeth trembled, he was so frightened that his security hat fell off, he yelled at the wall with red handprints on it, and sat between the wig and suspender skirt, paralyzed and unable to get up.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——"

Song Wenzhi: "..."

Zhang Yu: "..."

Now there's a big misunderstanding.