Straight man was caught Raiders Manual

The cool wind passed under Guan Ling's body. Guan Ling put his hands on the ground and lay in a push-up position in front of the toilet door, looking seriously at the broken glass in front of him.

There was silence in the toilet, the scolding just now seemed to be just a hallucination, only Guan Ling's breathing was clearly ringing in his ears.

After staying in silence for a long time without hearing anyone's voice, Guan Ling blinked in doubt, slightly startled.

I just heard a voice, why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?

There was an inexplicable chill on his back, thinking about the background of this volume, Guan Ling pursed his lips, and looked up cautiously.

Then...he met a pair of eyes full of horror.

The owner of the eyes is a tall and thin boy, with the slanting sea in front of him, looking a bit gloomy.

Looking at the boy's eyes with embarrassment as if seeing a snake spirit, Guan Ling quickly got up, clapped his hands as if nothing had happened, and frowned and looked at the shattered mirror.

The mirror in front of the sink was not too small, but now it seemed to have been hit hard, cracked inch by inch from the center, and scattered on the floor of the toilet.

Tiny debris hung sparsely on the wall, and traces of blood slid down the shattered mirror.

Turning his eyes away from the mirror of 'Death without a Whole Corpse', Guan Ling turned his head stiffly to glance at the fine bloodstains on the boy's hand, and swallowed involuntarily.

Fuck, all the students in this school must be sick!It's really scary that the whole school is full of snake spirits! !

Either a paranoid, or a gloomy man, and now there is another one with masochistic tendencies, who inexplicably falls into a school for psychiatric diseases. Guan Ling is almost crying.

Lifting his eyes and looking at the boy for a while, Guan Ling shook his lips and whispered: "Well, classmate, do you want to go to the infirmary to bandage?"

The boy shook his body, turned around and looked at Guan Ling. After a while, he seemed to recognize something, with an inexplicable panic on his face, he stepped across the broken glass on the ground viciously, and rushed towards Guan Ling.

Wait, wait, buddy, I'm just reminding you kindly, you don't have to look like you're going to kill someone, right? !

Sensing something wrong with the boy's expression, Guan Ling frowned, took a step back and said, "What do you want to do?"

There was a trace of disdain on the corner of the boy's lips, and he sarcastically said: "You scream, and no one will come if you scream!"

Guan Ling: =A=

Where did you travel from, buddy, I think you seem a little familiar!

"Ding, congratulations to the player for successfully starting the team mode, please make persistent efforts to find like-minded teammates!"

Lie down!groove!

A big shit flashed in Guan Ling's mind, and then there was a loud knock on the door. Guan Ling watched Bu Shiren rush into the toilet with a stride, and kicked the suspected teammate with a perfect high leg. The boy kicked to the ground.

Looking at the boy kneeling on the ground trembling with anger on his face, Bu Shiren walked up to Guan Ling, put his big hand on Guan Ling's shoulder, and asked with concern: "Guan Ling, are you alright?"

Guan Ling was so shocked that he stuttered, "No, it's okay, what, this person... this person..."

Is this man really okay? He's vomiting blood! Hey!

Glancing at the boy sideways, he grabbed Guan Ling's hand and walked up to the boy, squinting his eyes and said: "I warned you, Pao Hui, come to me if you need anything, don't get involved with Guan Ling." Ling."

Cursing the corners of his lips, he poked Pao Hui's bloody palm with his toe while walking, and said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, you will die."

I will die... I will die!

Damn man, is it really okay for you to threaten people like this? Isn't it a society ruled by law now!

Bu Shiren's voice was full of gloomy coldness, which made Guan Ling shiver unconsciously.

Seemingly noticing Guan Ling's reaction, a warm smile curled up on the corners of his lips as he stepped forward, and he tightened his hands as if comforting, pulling him towards the door.

The moment they passed by, the people on the ground seemed to twitch reflexively, Guan Ling turned his head slightly, and met Pao Hui's distorted cheek.

Lowering his head silently, the corner of Guan Ling's mouth twitched, and a more distorted expression appeared on his expressionless face.

Damn, I don't want a teammate like that!

To be friends with the snake spirit disease, the system, are you sure you are not playing with me?How can I solve two snake spirit diseases at once!

"Ding, respected player, don't forget, you are also a snake spirit, hehe."

Ha ha, this is really welcome news.

Being stimulated by the system's words, blood poured down his face, Guan Ling wiped his face, and followed Bu Shiren back to the dormitory firmly.

It doesn't matter, snake spirit disease and so on are trivial matters. With my brother's many years of game experience, it's still easy to catch!

The next morning was physical education class, as usual, Bu Shiren was shaken from the bed, Guan Ling finished washing with a blank face, and then jumped out of the window watching Bu Shiren neatly dressed.

The students walked along the path to the playground one after another. Through the window, Guan Ling squinted at the old steps covered with fallen leaves, then turned his eyes and noticed a familiar figure standing beside the steps.

Pao Hui stood aside with scars on his face, his eyes fixed on the steps, hiding his distorted hatred.

Looking away thoughtfully, Guan Ling put his schoolbag on his back, pushed the door and walked out.

Bu Shiren held two breakfasts in his hands, leaned half against the tree, and waved at Guan Ling, with a smile on his cold lips.

With his head down slightly, Guan Ling took the breakfast and whispered, "Thank you."

There was a little astringency on the young boy's immature face, and he raised his eyes cautiously to look at him.

Bu Shiren was taken aback for a moment, his eyes became darker and darker, he seemed to be uncontrollably bent down, and gently pinched Guan Ling's earlobe.

"If you have time, draw a portrait for me." Looking at Guan Ling seriously, Bu Shiren raised his eyebrows and said, "I want to see you draw me."

Whoops!

His eyes lit up suddenly, Guan Ling suppressed his excitement, nodded deeply and said: "Yes, but I don't like people watching."

Shiren frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled, "So?"

Looking up at Shiren's expression, Guan Ling coughed lightly, and said slowly, "Well, I like to draw by myself, you know, so I want to stay in the studio tonight..."

Looking at Guan Ling with a gloomy complexion, he rubbed his ears lightly with his fingers while walking, and said casually, "Don't you want me to be your model?"

I don’t need models or anything, my purpose is to drive you away, boy!

You follow brother all day long, sooner or later your mission will be defeated by you!

Taking a breath, Guan Ling raised his eyes and looked at Bu Shiren. There were two blushes on his fair cheeks, and there was a slight smile in his gloomy eyes.

"I remember how you look."

The young man's indifferent voice rang in his ears, and Bu Shiren's expression softened instantly, with obvious joy on his face, he responded softly.

Sure enough, for this kind of paranoid, he has to keep showing weakness and showing weakness, and then give him the feeling that you are the only one in my world!

Silently applauding his strategy, Guan Ling looked at Pao Hui standing in the corner very calmly, and grinned silently.

You will be next, Sao Nian!

That night, when Bu Shiren was finally not by his side, Guan Ling felt very happy, carried his small painting box, opened the door and entered the studio.

The studio was empty and there was no one there. The dark blue curtains were shaking slightly, and the light projected from the window changed and hit the rows of plaster statues, drawing shadows one after another.

Looking at the eerie studio with twitching corners of his mouth, Guan Ling turned on the light expressionlessly.

It seems that no one came to this small studio because of him. After the canvases were bound skillfully, and the primer was painted, Guan Ling squeezed the paint on the wooden painting tray, sat quietly on the stool, and waited for the primer dry out.

The campus at night is eerily quiet. As soon as it gets dark, the small lights in front of the teaching building will be lit up, flickering on and off, and cast on the stone path through the thick branches.

A small wind blows slowly, wraps around the silent corridor, blows the curtains violently, and plays like a whimper.

Fuck, no wonder horror movies are willing to be shot in school, it's so scary!

Goosebumps all over his body, Guan Ling took a look at the phone, pushed the door out in time, ran all the way to the legendary fox ladder, looked around, turned off the phone, and carefully hid in the in the woods.

The midnight bell struck slowly, and the wind blew past, sweeping away the old steps and thick leaves.

A figure slowly appeared in the distance, walking towards the steps step by step, and stopped in front of the steps with the sound of the bell.

The man seemed to be hesitating and stood in front of the steps for a while, hesitated for a moment, then took steps towards the steps to the front of the couch.

Afterwards, the hoarse boy made a low voice, and the voice of counting the steps slowly echoed in the wind.

"one two three four……"

"25, 26, 27... 28..."

The strong wind suddenly blew up, and the woods next to the stairs rattled and roared against the eardrums. The boy stopped suddenly and looked around in panic. The foot placed in front of the last step trembled and was about to fall.

The light of the mobile phone shot straight out, the boy was shocked violently, his footsteps faltered, he fell backwards along the steps, and rolled obliquely into the forest beside him.

Looking at the boy rolling in front of him blankly, Guan Ling turned on the light of the phone and grinned ghastly.

Guan Ling: "Hey, hey."

"what----"

Covering up the boy's blurted scream, Guan Ling shone the light of the phone on the boy's face, squinted his eyes for a while, and hummed, "Pao Hui, it really is you."

Paohui opened his eyes with a pale face, panting uncontrollably, and after he saw clearly who was covering him, he waved the hand in front of his face angrily, and said mockingly: "Guan Ling? What, Bu Shiren doesn't want you anymore, let you run around in the middle of the night alone?"

Seeing that Guan Ling didn't answer, Pao Hui gritted his teeth, and said coldly, "What are you doing hiding here? Let me tell you, don't think I'm afraid of walking, I..."

He grabbed Pao Hui's wrist, Guan Ling's face was paralyzed, his eyes were full of deep approval, he lifted Pao Hui from the ground, looked at Pao Hui's puzzled eyes, and said in a low voice: "I'm just like you. , Pao Hui, I also hate Bu Shiren."