After transferring to another school, I was stared at by the student god

"A man was at your door at noon. He covered his head and face tightly. He sneakily peeked at your cat's eyes. When he saw me, he ran away."

"I just found a lot of paint leaking from under the crack of your door when I went downstairs."

"Que'er, have you made enemies outside?"

Who did it?The one on the hospital bed?

How could such a thing happen so coincidentally when he was not at home?

Bai Ji was sitting in the back row of the car, with a serious expression on his face, his eyes were unfocused on Yiinchhui on the toe of the shoe, a bad premonition made his heart beat faster.

His brain was chaotic, and some scattered and mixed pictures kept flashing, disappearing, and changing in his mind...so much so that he could only grasp these two questions and let them get messed up, without a clue.

"Que'er, Que'er...Bai Ji!" Qi Xiang suddenly squeezed his trembling hand, it was a little cold, and Qi Xiang flipped up the air vents in the rear row, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Bai Ji raised his eyes, his eyes were momentarily blank, "Why are you here?"

Qi Xiang gave him a brainstorm, "I've been sitting with you for half a day for such a big man!"

"Oh." Bai Ji blinked, and the fleeting fragility and confusion were replaced by another kind of clearness and indifference. He finally came back to his senses, "Yes, you are here to accompany me."

——I accompany him.

Although Bai Ji was extremely calm after hanging up the phone, he made up an innocuous excuse to fool Zhou Yawen and his wife, and then stood at the door patiently waiting for the driver to bring the car over.

Business as usual.

He was in a hurry quietly, not wanting to be noticed, but he was betrayed by the excessive blinking frequency.

Qi Xiang caught his flash of bewilderment and didn't think much about it. He was just a little worried, so he followed the cat and got into the car without thinking in Wang Hui's eyes of "you're a little sensible".

"I don't need your company." Bai Ji turned his head away.

"..." Qi Xiang smiled, "I'm too busy."

The pungent smell of poor-quality paint permeated the corridor.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Liang Fengqiu was wearing a mask and squatting on a staircase. He leaned over and turned on the sensor light. The orange light came on, mottled and reflected on the red paint all over the floor. Bright red thick liquid.

He originally wanted to wipe off the paint that flowed out, but the more he wiped it, the dirtier it became, and the more he wiped it, the more terrifying. Liang Fengqiu folded his arms and worried, he was afraid that Bai Ji would chop himself off if he saw it.

There were footsteps coming from downstairs, Liang Fengqiu looked down from the railing, and met Shang Baiji's alert and sharp eyes.

"Que'er!" Liang Fengqiu jumped up, "You've come back, alas... this is?"

"Qi Xiang." Bai Ji covered his mouth and nose and walked up, frowning, "Have you been here all this time?"

"Yes, I'll wait for you." Liang Fengqiu took out two masks from his pocket and handed them to them.

Qi Xiang took it, said thank you, and politely did not interrupt.

He remembered that this boy was the drunk he saw at Bai Ji's house when he first came here, but at this moment he looked more energetic than before.

Liang Fengqiu pointed to the paint and asked, "What are you going to do with these?"

"..." Bai Ji stared down at the muddy red paint on the ground, waved his hands and said easily, "I'll clean up and see if I lost anything, and you can just go back to sleep."

Liang Fengqiu was very worried, "Why don't you go back to sleep with me?"

"No need." Bai Ji shook his head, but his neck seemed to be stiff, and he shook his head a little loudly. After a pause, he gently pushed Liang Fengqiu again, "Let's go, if it doesn't work, I'll go find you again."

Liang Fengqiu looked back three times at every step, and finally ran away obediently.

"..."

When Liang Fengqiu's footsteps could no longer be heard, Bai Ji was still looking at the mess on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking, two shadows drooping down his eyelashes, covering all his expressions.

Qi Xiang stepped forward, stepped on the clean ground, stretched out his hand to push the door, but didn't push it open, he asked: "Que'er, do you have a spare key outside your house?"

Bai Ji: "No."

He flicked his knuckles, and then his vision blurred briefly, unable to distinguish the difference between the ground and the paint.

"That means someone broke the door." Qi Xiang shook his head, and he suggested to be cautious, "Hurry up and call the police, where are the thieves so rampant, your house is not a decoration, and you can still store paint cans."

"Don't call the police", Bai Ji took a deep breath and took out the key from his pocket, but when he was about to insert it into the keyhole, he couldn't get the right position at all, because his hand started shaking again and he couldn't hide it.

So he clenched his fists, tilted his head and said to Xiang, "You should go back too."

"I'll help you, what if there are people inside?"

"It's my business."

What Bai Ji said was ruthless to the point of hurting people, he tilted his head and looked at Qi Xiang, very unkind, he seemed to hate Qi Xiang standing here.

"I didn't want you to come with me."

"It's not a big deal."

"Could it be that you want to go home with me?"

Qi Xiang and him looked at each other for a long time, Bai Ji's cold and unfamiliar eyes were like thorns, poking at people's kindness, it can poke out all the anger in the stomach.

He bumped all the way with this little white-eyed wolf in the middle of the night, could it be that he really has nothing to do!

"Your mouth..."

Qi Xiang's chest felt tight, this is the second time he was kicked out by Bai Ji, right?

"Bai Ji, I'm an idiot if I fucking care about you."

When the corridor was plunged into darkness again, the only sound in the quiet narrow corridor was the sound of paint sticking to the soles of his shoes when Bai Ji raised his feet, and Bai Ji suddenly let out a sigh of relief. The pungent paint smell went straight into his mouth and nose, and even the mask couldn't block it.

Bai Ji looked at the living room where only the moonlight paved the floor, white walls and black shadows, he turned on the light with his backhand, and the living room was instantly illuminated.

The dazzling red took away all the light from Bai Ji's eyes.

Red paint splattered on the sofa, on the table, on the wall like fresh blood.The paint is thick, not completely dry, still running and spreading, a visual aggression in progress.

In an instant, all the blood on Bai Ji's face disappeared, his pupils constricted, firmly locking every inch of the room, and his eyelashes and eyeballs were trembling quickly and slightly.He seemed unable to control his body, his fingers, arms, back, and temples trembled from bottom to top.

As if being thrown into a vortex, the shattered bright red hands dragged him from the depths, one after another entangled and tore him, unwilling to let him go.

The world before Bai Ji's eyes distorted, and he was forced to enter a flashback.

He lowered his head, holding a broken wine bottle in his blood-soaked hand, and the glass shards pierced into his palm. Bai Ji felt very painful, but he didn't let go, but held the wine bottle tightly, embedding the glass fragments into the flesh and blood, facing the front of his face. A mass of twisted black shadow stabbed again and again, tirelessly, mechanically, as brutally as a butcher.

Bathed in dripping blood, the rusty smell of blood invaded his nasal cavity and occupied his senses. Bai Ji felt sick, but he couldn't stop his movements, as if he was fulfilling a mission given by God.

Just when he didn't know what night it was or who was having a wedding, a firework exploded outside the window directly opposite Bai Ji, separating reality and illusion.

"boom--"

The scene in front of Bai Ji stopped, then disappeared suddenly, and the flashback ended, he was still standing at home, facing the painted living room.

"vomit--"

The shortness of breath during the flashback made his throat convulsed by the smell of paint, and the feeling of suffocation and nausea helped him finally regain control of his body. Can't spit anything out.

Slowly, he stretched his head out of the house, greedily searching for the few fresh air with his mouth and nose, he moved slowly, step by step to the milk crate beside the door, the rusty milk crate door was He slowly pulled away.

A white letter lay quietly inside.

"damn it."

Bai Ji thought he had cursed out loud, but in fact he couldn't speak at all.

When he was fighting with anger and anxiety, a person went upstairs, but Bai Ji didn't notice, until the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, warning himself, Bai Ji threw a heavy punch back as if in stress.

"hiss!"

Qi Xiang took the punch abruptly with his hand, the pain in his wrist made him almost cry out.

"It's me, Qi Xiang!"

Qi Xiang only realized something was wrong when he got in the car. If it was just an ordinary theft, why would Bai Ji tremble? What kind of things can make a person like Bai Ji tremble?

It must have been something that frightened him terribly.

He just wants to drive himself away.

Qi Xiang thought about this, and ran back in a hurry. He got into Bai Ji's car in front of Zhou Yawen and Xie Shiping, and came back with him. Bai Ji's safety was tied to him at that moment. .

If there are people in the house.

If Bai Ji is in distress.

……

Damn, he shouldn't have come, and he shouldn't have left after he came!But Qi Xiang felt a little regretful when he came back, he stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of him.

Bai Ji's eye circles were red as if stained with blood, his moist phoenix eyes trembled, and there was an uncontrollable hostility and aggression in them. He is now a hedgehog with a long knife on his back.

Everyone in this world has secrets, and some secrets are destined not to be touched.

In this situation, Qi Xiangxin's first reaction is not to get into trouble, not to bear other people's secrets.But now is not the time to escape, he has to take Bai Ji away from this right and wrong place first.

"Bai Ji."

Qi Xiang frowned, and called out his name in a warm voice, then endured the pain in his wrist, held Bai Ji's arm, held his slender arm tightly with his fingers, and pulled him out.

Bai Ji didn't move, he was fighting against Qi Xiang's power, just as Qi Xiang was thinking about whether to fight him away, the person in front of him finally got a little angry.

Bai Ji shook his head, and finally recognized who the person in front of him was. He wanted to say something, such as sorry, I didn't mean to hit you.

But he opened his gritty mouth, and the words he spit out were extremely blunt, "Get away."

He wanted to persuade you, you'd better go, otherwise I might do it again.

Bai Ji: "Who told you to come back?"

It's not that Qi Xiang doesn't know how to feel sorry for others, but he also feels wronged when he hears this.

"My mother came here with you, how am I going to explain to your mother after throwing you here!"

"..." Bai Ji fell silent.

Qi Xiang pulled him, "Go, go back to Xie's house, the driver is still downstairs."

"I'm not going." Bai Ji dodged sensitively, not wanting to be touched by Qi Xiang, and closed the milk crate behind his back, "I have a place to go."

Qi Xiang asked back, "Where, the main road?"

"..."

At this time, there was a sound of high-heeled shoes "da da da" in the corridor, and a sassy and charming voice appeared in this eventful place.

"Where can I go?" The woman stood at the corner of the next floor, beckoning to the people above, "Big boy, come here!"