On the bone

After packing up the personal belongings in the dormitory, it is still the size of a backpack.

Ning Huiran smashed the bags on the bed, and managed to create some space. He even admired himself a little. Looking at the piles of shopping bags and suitcases next to other people's beds, his side is simply a mess. A clear stream.

"Why does your bag look like the bag on Doraemon's stomach?" Guo Xiaoxian wheezed and beat his back and straightened up, kicked the bundled sack, sat down on his bed, pointed to Ning Huiran's bag and asked : "This thing doesn't have its own space, does it?"

"Get out." Ning Huiran rolled up the "Performing Art Course" and "Actor's Study Manual" bought at the airport and stuffed them in his bag, intending to go back and continue his studies. When he saw Guo Xiaoxian reaching over, he quickly zipped it up and sealed it.

"Are you really going to the imperial capital? There is no turning back, no discussion?" There are not many big characters in the book, and he accepts it at a glance. Guo Xiaoxian is a little sad. When he came out of the orphanage, he was separated from his family for the longest time. This time he was detained on S Island When it came to filming, he didn't intend to stay in the high-consumption and high-paced first-tier cities like the imperial capital from the beginning, and wanted to develop locally.

They don't know that they can only get together in the year of the monkey, he pouted, and looked at Ning Huiran with the helpless eyes of a stray puppy.

Ning Huiran touched his newly shaved short hair: "Your hair is not bad, this time it won't hurt your hands."

"Damn it!" Knocking off this man's claws, Guo Xiaoxian was about to make a plan, thinking about how to keep Ning Huiran, when the inconspicuous duo of sluts wandered in and squeezed their ass between them.

"Of course, you really don't want to grow old with us?" One of them put his arm around Ning Huiran's shoulder, and the other patted his thigh again: "Is that why you are so willing to part with us?"

"Of course," Ning Huiran said sincerely, "I'm so willing."

Several people shouted foul words together, rushed over to fight and fight, there was a video invitation, Ning Huiran kicked them one by one honestly, and connected.

A little stuck, waiting for two seconds for Ding Hui's face to appear.

"Of course!" Ding Hui seemed to be outside, and the background was shaking a little: "I have caught you! I didn't dare to look for you when I caused such a big incident last time. How are you?!"

Ding Hui was not seen at the ceremony, and in fact Ning Huiran didn't look for him very seriously. Except for Guo Xiaoxian, a tool man, he didn't care about anyone. There were waves in their hearts, and they had a feeling that they were different from before.

Those who grew up together will inevitably experience various discomforts, but Ding Hui is better. His friendship with Ranran only started in high school and was sublimated in college.

As soon as the ceremony was over, he continued to run out to deliver food without delay. This year's graduates are especially hard to find a job. He works everywhere when he is free, and remits money to Ning Huiran's account every month. There is no fixed time and no fixed amount of money. Ding Hui felt very at ease when he saw the money being transferred in a stroke.

Ning Huiran didn't let him do this at the beginning, and he could just pay it back once every three to five months and half a year. Ding Hui was afraid that he wouldn't be able to save money, anyway, there was no handling fee for transfers between the same city and the bank.

However stubborn, Ning Huiran let him be happy.

"I'm fine, how about our mother?" The camera squeezed in several heads, and everyone joined in the fun and blocked the screen.

Ding Hui saw that Guo Xiaoxian could only show his cropped hair, and said with a smile, "She's fine, she's gained weight, my sister is thin, and she takes good care of her. Well, I'm the only one who doesn't live up to expectations..." I couldn't help but smile a couple of times. Seconds, with a sad face again: "It's too late to pay back the money. I guess I can pay back half of it by this time next year. It's not counting the interest. I'm so anxious."

"Fuck! You're so boring," Ning Huiran really didn't like to contact Ding Hui, for no other reason, he sighed when he saw it, and came and went: "There's nothing else in your mouth, It seems that what I borrowed from you is usury, and I can hack you to death! Didn’t you give me money, and talk about it!”

The words were not too provocative, but somehow they brought tears to his eyes. Ding Hui blinked and turned his head to look away in a concealed manner: "Then what... my mother said she wanted you to come to eat dumplings, are you free today? I'll take two more orders and go find you in a while."

Dahui’s dumplings are the kind of delicacy that you can think of and wake up from your dream with a smile. If you have no chance before, you have to go to his house to eat them. When you hear Dahui’s initiative to throw out dumplings, everyone’s eyes are full except for Ning Huiran. shine.

"No, the air tickets are all booked, I'll go to the airport right now, next time," Ning Huiran threw away the material that was piled up on his body and insisted on squeezing the camera with him, stood up alone and held up his mobile phone to Ding Hui smiled: "Thank my mother for me, I will eat our big dumplings when I come back for Chinese New Year when I am free."

Ding Hui smiled: "That's right."

Put the phone away, Ning Huiran raised his head, three pairs of six eyes stared at him in unison, Guo Xiaoxian cleared his throat first, looked at each other with small eyes, suddenly everyone bowed to Ning Huiran ninety degrees Bowing, the three of them moved at the same time, with such a great momentum, Ning Huiran only felt a gust of wind blowing towards him...

In front of him, three people standing at a ninety-degree angle with half of their bodies parallel to the ground kept bowing.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Ning Huiran laughed and cursed angrily: "Speak up, what the hell are you doing..."

"Huh?" Lin Yuantou woke up first, and turned his head to Guo Xiaoxian in mid-air, very surprised: "Xianzi, why don't you go first?! Why don't you speak!"

"It's not me." Guo Xiaoxian looked at the person at the end like a baton: "Xuejun said he started, let's follow..."

"Get lost! Is this a fucking rehearsal!" Yao Xuejun shouted from behind.

Seeing the three talking to each other, Ning Huiran sighed, threw his bag over his shoulder, and walked around them to the door of the dormitory. Not surprisingly, he was dragged back again.

"No...but, we just want to apologize to you, don't be angry," Guo Xiaoxian smiled shyly, "It's not for the sake of ritual, it should be more serious and sincere." bit.

"Yes, yes, we are too messed up, what a disaster we caused you when we were filming! Are we still human! We were wrong, really, dead wrong! Give us a chance to be human again!" Yao Xuejun pulled Guo Xiaoxian with one hand , pulled Lin Yuan with one hand, hugged Ning Huiran's leg and knelt down, the three of them moved their knees back and forth, forming a circle around him.

A few people have known each other since they were young, wearing crotch pants, and nothing major happened to any of them. They grew up in one school and one class, and they were not separated until they were divided into classes in high school and dormitories in college. Ning Huiran felt an indescribable sense of distance from them.

"Get up for me, you can't leave if you get in the way," Ning Huiran glared at them, "If you can't catch the flight, break up."

A few jumped up in a panic.

"I'll make room during the Chinese New Year, and I'll take you to Brother Dahui's to eat dumplings." Ning Huiran walked out and waved back.

**

The air ticket Ye Fei set at [-]:[-] p.m., when he walked out of the dormitory, a refund message came in. Ning Huiran's eyes were about to burst out of his eyes. He hurried to find Ye Fei, but the number he dialed couldn't be connected several times in a row. , Ning Huiran quickly turned to a trot, lowered his head and accidentally bumped into several people on the way, who were also in a hurry.

He didn't stop, but there was an almost exclamation in his ear: "Impossible, did you see clearly?! How could it be Mu..."

Ming Yi.

Ning Hui raised his head in a daze, with those two faint syllables still ringing in his ears...

Ok?

Stopping at his feet, Ning Huiran looked back. Not far behind him was a fork in the direction of twelve o'clock, and the flow of people kept converging there. What are the people in front of you doing...

Many people said that they saw Mu Mingyi, a group of girls yelled and shouted, and ran past them like the wind. Ning Huiran was staggered by the wind, and before he could stand still, something hit him On the waist, out of the corner of my eye, a small stone was turning around on the ground, and just about to tell where it came from, another one hit the buttocks, which was quite painful.

Ning Huiran let out a low cry, rubbed his buttocks and bounced towards the direction from which he was thrown. In front of him was an abandoned second floor.

It may be the former site of a certain laboratory. The three characters can be seen on the old and mottled wooden board. Stepping on the uneven bricks and gravel, broken wooden boards, and debris like garbage piles, Ning Huiran walked to On the shady side of the small second floor, the pebbles that attacked him twice were thrown from this side.

The black shadow flickered, he saw someone moving towards a more secluded place behind the building, Ning Huiran followed to go deeper, and when he got closer, he found that this small building had a side door, which was covered by a wall and a towering tree For the most part, the shadow extended to his feet, and the light got darker as he got closer to the side door, and the inside of the door was dark.

I can't say why, but my heart beats faster.

Ning Huiran walked towards that door little by little, feeling uneasy about the dark instinct, but more...excited, his mind was full of the scene where Grandma Xia passed away when he kissed Xia Shi on the island—the dark studio, the pastoral Ming Yi's mouth was hot.

The inside of the small building is not dilapidated, not much light can come in, the smell of dampness fills the nostrils, and a chill covers the skin, which makes Ning Huiran shiver, and his hairs immediately stand up.

Step by step into the darkness, the light was swallowed up, and his field of vision shrunk sharply. Ning Huiran lowered his voice and tried to call Brother Yi. After calling twice, there was no other sound except his own echo. He began to feel bad.

First, I didn’t confirm Mu Mingyi’s arrival at all, so what I heard was false; Second, even if the schedule is full, people who have a lot of personal affairs recently will not be free to run out; Third, he doesn’t know which department I am, where the dormitory is, Where is the person? Fourth, can I really call and make an appointment in advance? !

Covered in a cold sweat, Ning Huiran ran outside.

Maybe the room was too dark and cold, and the hand that was grabbed brought a heat that Ning Huiran couldn't bear. He shivered sensitively, and the sound of screaming swallowed the other person's mouth. His shoulders were cold to the touch, but his mouth was still hot. Huiran watched Mu Mingyi kiss her.

When his back touched the wall, Mu Mingyi's body was already pressed up.

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