you are scary

37

The movie was a boring popcorn movie, and two hours just passed amid Xiaokang Wang's snoring.After the movie ended, Bai Qianwan also yawned and went out.

The time is five o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun outside was a little darker, countless golden lights shone on the road, covering pedestrians, Bai Qianwan dropped things in the roadside trash can, and glanced at the headless boy at the bus booth across the road.He has seen many headless ghosts, but he has never seen one that is motionless like this kind of stake, so he took a few more glances.

High school ends at 10:[-], and there are [-] minutes left to spend at will, so I just go to the school gate and find a bench to sit down and meditate.

The comments of passers-by floated in my ears.

"Could someone drive a Bugatti Veyron to pick up girls outside the cinema?"

"Why Taiping Road Cinema? It's an insult to the dragon."

Following their strange eyes, not far away, or in the parking space at the entrance of Taiping Cinema, a silver Bugatti Veyron sports car is shining brightly, attracting everyone's attention. It is even more contrasted with the vicissitudes of time.

Bai Qianwan happened to be standing in the middle of the two eras, looking left and right because passers-by continued to discuss.

Why didn't I find out that Taiping Cinema is really old?But the interior is ok.

Xiaokang Wang also yawned and floated out of the cinema gate. His eyes passed through Bai Qianwan at the gate, and he shouted suddenly: "Hey, hey, I think this person is a stalker!"

"what?"

Bai Qianwan also turned his head to take a look.

The car door opened at some point, a pair of long legs landed on the ground, and the one who bent over and got off the driver's seat was a tall man in black.When he saw his face clearly, Bai Qianwan couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

"why is it you again?"

Song Nongmo stopped in front of his eyes, perhaps because it was covered with the light of money, it seemed much more dazzling and beautiful than at noon.

"I've made a reservation, let's go first."

"Aren't you going to pick up your sister and her boyfriend?"

"Do not."

The car ruthlessly drove past the gate of a middle school in City B.

Bai Qianwan rested his arms on his back, staring at the school gate going away: "I originally planned to go there with my sister, so I stayed on Taiping Road."

"She has a boyfriend, and you may not be happy to pick her up."

"is it?"

"Isn't that how you always fall in love?" Song Nongmo said in a slightly dissatisfied tone, probably because he disagreed with his younger sister's puppy love. "After the psychic that day, you and Yumo have been in touch all the time?"

Did he mean that the note titled contact information that Song Yumo slapped on him in front of Song's house that day was actually a warning?

When it comes to this matter, the brothers and sisters of the Song family are equally mysterious. The younger sister asked him to leave city B, but the way the elder brother asked, obviously he didn't know that his younger sister had informed Bai Qianwan like this, and thought he just left a mobile phone number.A strange family.

"No."

"Then why are you having dinner together today?"

"Is it strange? I met it in school."

"School?" Song Nongmo glanced at him distractedly while driving, "What did you go there for? Memories?"

"Yeah, go over and see if you can remember."

"Forget it."

"Why? Because I'm the suspect?"

As soon as the car turned, it suddenly turned in a hurry and stopped on the side of the road.

Song Nongmo grabbed the lighter and cigarette case, said nothing, just lit a cigarette.He was spinning the silver lighter in his hand. The last time I saw him wandering around like this was when Li Jueai and the ghost of his father Song Lan appeared in the hotel room.

He is very troubled.Why bother?

The smoke permeated the entire carriage, and the spicy peppermint smoke smelled very refreshing.

"You're not a murderer," Song Nongmo stared at the cigarette case, "You didn't even dare to kill a cat when you were in high school."

Don't dare?

Even Bai Qianwan himself could not guarantee the authenticity of this statement.

If Bai Cheng hadn't given him a head-on blow, he would be in prison by now, or his haunted house was already filled with all kinds of beautiful palms.The same hands as Song Nongmo.

Presumably the former Bai Qianwan was a gentle and confused child who gave everyone such a harmless impression.Even Wan Jiu said something similar.

"When I first joined the club, I saw you tinkering with spell books," Song Nongmo said. "The sacrifices you need are cat brains and frog guts. You dare not do that."

Is it actually "don't want to"?

Bai Qianwan didn't say anything.He has no penchant for cruelty to animals, it has nothing to do with daring or not.

Song Nongmo just wanted to use his own understanding to prove that Bai Qianwan could not be the murderer of the "witchcraft case". He was the same as Wan Jiu and the president, but different.After nine years passed, he was no longer a teenager, and neither was Bai Qianwan.Bai Qianwan's deepest experience is that when Song Nongmo investigated the cannibalism case, his attitude was intimate and cold. In fact, he himself was also very contradictory, right?Friends from high school gradually morph into something else, maybe even a cannibal demon.

The cigarette is burning, and the milky white smoke spreads its teeth and claws.Song Nongmo's eyes were focused on a certain place, and Bai Qianwan glanced at it, and there was nothing there.He seems to have a penchant for being in a daze.

"I went to see Wan Jiu and the president," Bai Qianwan said after deliberation, "They all complained about me, why it took me so long to come back to visit them, I didn't tell them I forgot everything, forgot that I still have Two deceased friends."

"Forget it." Song Nongmo stunned and stubbed out the cigarette.

The car started again.

The smoke gradually disappeared, but the restless atmosphere lingered for a long time.

Bai Qianwan went in without knowing it.Fortunately, after a while, Song Yumo's boyfriend's WeChat call came:

"Hey—we're done! Brother, are you going with us?"

The car happened to be driving near the restaurant.

He said, "I'm on my way, I'll send you a location."

Song Nongmo booked a four-seater, he and Bai Qianwan sat on one side, and the seat opposite was reserved for the young couple.The undulating piano music in the restaurant made Bai Qianwan quickly think of the piano teacher next to Wan Jiu, as well as the old things in her mouth, and Wan Jiu's heavy and cold hug.His mood gradually fell, and the dark menu with various dishes suddenly became dull.

From Bai Qianwan's point of view, maybe Song Nongmo was right, it's better not to remember those memories.However, it was precisely because he chose to curse himself for losing his memory that led to today's embarrassment, knowing that he would definitely find a way to get it back in the future.Why did you have to curse yourself?What is the plan, why did the 15-year-old choose this method of injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicted eight hundred?

This is also a mystery.

The little lovers have finally arrived.

The two wore blue and white school uniforms, sat down at the table in a respectful manner, and called them "Big Brother" and "Mr. Bai" respectively, looking very reserved.Song Nongmo just glanced at his sister's face, and said nothing: "Let's order."

While waiting for the food to be served, Song Yumo lowered his head and wrung his fingers. Even his lively boyfriend in the morning was listless and did not dare to speak loudly.Song Nongmo's lethality is quite powerful when his face is cold. Although it probably has nothing to do with this young couple, Song Nongmo is obviously worried about other things.Seeing no one to ease the atmosphere, Bai Qianwan could only raise his head: "How do you know each other?"

"We met in cram school." Song Yumo said.

"How long have you been in love?"

"One month."

"Oh."

Bai Qianwan nodded.

……

The atmosphere dropped below zero again.

Song Nongmo's silence was like silently declaring his dissatisfaction with his sister's relationship. Although the truth is probably not the case, it is clear that the young couple thinks so.

It is hard to imagine that there is such a long and embarrassing serving time in the world.Bai Qianwan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and the two young people opposite him were probably in the same mood as him. The little boyfriend was already pale, and he glanced at Song Nongmo from time to time as if asking for help, but the other party ignored him and was playing with the lighter.

In the end, Song Yumo stood up.

"How long have you known each other, brother and Mr. Bai?"

Song Nongmo's eyes moved, as if recalling: "More than nine years."

"How did you know? Be specific."

"Student in the same class. He was transferred from another school, and he took the first place in the monthly exam by airborne in the first month. I was No.2 at the time."

"It's so powerful." Song Yumo said while holding his face.

Bai Qianwan couldn't help feeling anxious, afraid that her next question would be "When did you and Mr. Bai start dating", and the atmosphere that had finally returned to normal would be thrown into the center of the earth again.

Fortunately, the waiter finally served the food.

Probably because of the habit of eating without talking, several people were silent when the dishes were served, Bai Qianwan spent a peaceful dinner peacefully, and did not forget to drink a few sips of wine at the end.

The dinner ended smoothly, and Song Nongmo took the decision to drive his sister back to Song's residence.

There were only two of them left in the car.

Bai Qianwan dozed off in the co-pilot, he was so drunk that his consciousness was not clear.

When the car drove into area A, Bai Qianwan opened his eyes.

"Tell me what happened before." He said in a commanding manner, "High school, you know, about me."

Song Nongmo did not agree.He just asked: "Do you still recognize Xiao Wu?"

"Who is that?"

"My cat, you named it," Song Nongmo said, "I'll take you to see it, maybe you can remember it."

This is the second time Bai Qianwan has come to Song Nongmo's house.

The chubby tabby crouched by the elevator, staring at him as curiously as last time.Bai Qianwan squatted down, swaying a little, he was almost face to face with the cat, but his mind was in chaos and he couldn't think of anything.

"I don't remember." He sighed.

At this moment, a hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes——Song Nongmo's hand, with the pad of his index finger stroking his lower lip, and Bai Qianwan heard a familiar yet inexplicable voice: "Birthday gift for you."

"what?"

"You like my hands, don't you?" Song Nongmo also sat down with heavy eyes, "Don't you want it?"

Bai Qianwan opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Song Nongmo must be crazy, even if he has always suspected that he has cannibalism, there is no need to sacrifice himself like this, as crazy as undressing in front of a voyeur.

"Don't like your hands?"

Whispering incantations in his ears, coupled with the shaking fingers in front of his eyes, he only felt dizzy, as if he was dreaming.

With the blessing of alcohol, Bai Qianwan's appetite is quietly expanding.

He licked his canine teeth, not forgetting to weave an excuse: "I just like to bite others, so as not to bleed."

"Bite it." Song Nongmo advised him.

After Song Nongmo bit his right hand, Bai Qianwan stopped suddenly.

The opponent is Song Nongmo.

Bai Qianwan suddenly saw many scenes from the past, such as schools, playgrounds, chemistry test papers, supernatural clubs...

Song Nongmo cannot be eaten!

The sharp heartbeat flashed through his mind like lightning.

If you can't eat——

It's not so much a bite, it's more like a lick, the wet tip of the tongue travels on the sensitive skin, probably because of deliberate forbearance, the force of the teeth is so light that it hardly leaves any marks.

Song Nongmo observed silently.

Bai Qianwan had already licked from fingertips to palm, the sound of swallowing and water was very lewd in the silent night.

Those who didn't know thought——

Ding dong.

Suddenly the elevator opened.

"Brother, today I - called, interrupted!"

Song Yumo, who had just stepped out of the elevator with one foot, shrank back quickly, her panicked pupils trembling crazily as if caught in an earthquake.

The elevator doors closed again.

Song Nongmo: "..."

Bai Qianwan raised his head from his palm without realizing it, and licked his lips: "I'm sleepy."

He stared at the bedroom door with sleepy eyes.