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"Hey" Tang Wenyu held his nose in distaste and stepped back a few steps, and swung his other hand vigorously in front of him to drive away the air, "You can still tell what fell from such a small amount of meat."

Si Buhui frowned, "I invited the Fuji." The Fuji is the favorite play of the contemporary students who love to die. The standard link of domestic horror movies usually requires more than two people to perform.And just now, without Tang Wenyu noticing it, Si Buhui actually completed the whole process of supporting the spirit by himself.

Tang Wenyu involuntarily put down his hand covering his nose, and applauded in admiration, "Yes, my skills have improved again."

After hearing Tang Wenyu's praise, Si Buhui didn't show a happy expression on his face, but just glanced at him lightly, and wrapped the piece of rat meat back in the cloth again.

"So, that Peng Peng is eating dead rat meat." He Chen felt a little disgusted when he thought of the scene he saw outside the room, "How can he be a normal person if he eats everything differently from a normal person?"

Tang Wenyu then put forward his point of view, "Is it some kind of pica? There is a young man with a bad brain at the foot of my family. Every day, he fantasizes that he is the villain in Dancing Goddess, and he can only absorb the energy of Dancing Goddess."

"So he's still alive?" He Chen put the dough aside, and took a new basin to make dipping sauce.

Tang Wenyu sat back on the stool again, took a piece of celery and pulled it in his hand out of boredom, "His mother said that the energy of Wufa Tiannv was absorbed by the rice, so he can eat three bowls of rice every day."

Having prepared all the ingredients for tomorrow's breakfast, He Chen glanced at the clock, and found that it was already late at night without knowing it. "Go to bed first," He Chen said to the other two, "I'll talk about anything tomorrow."

The two nodded and followed He Chen upstairs.

Feng Suisui was seriously ill, so he occupied He Chen's bedroom and lay down in it to recuperate, while Tang Wenyu and Pei Xuan could only huddle together in the small room where Feng Suisui used to live, and He Chen moved to He Shanzhen In his bedroom, he slept with Si Buhui.

"Good night, I'm going to bed first." Tang Wenyu has been with him for so long, and he has not been assigned any tasks. He has long been bored and wants to sleep. He yawned, bid farewell to the two of them and went into the house.

He Chen and Si Buhui first went to his room to check on Feng Suisui.In He Chen's bedroom, the sleeping elf was snoring, her little belly filled with old hen soup rose and fell with her breathing, and it seemed that she was mostly healed.

He Chen stepped forward and touched Feng Suisui's forehead, and found that the heat had receded, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared in his eyes.In the darkness, he raised his head and winked at Si Buhui, beckoning him to open the door.

In the end, instead of opening the door, Si Buhui made a detour and walked to He Chen's side, reaching out to hold his hand.

"What are you doing?" He Chen was taken aback, and whispered to Si Buhui, "Xiao Sui is still asleep."

Si Buhui asked innocently, "Lady, didn't you mean to let me pull you out of the door together?"

The tacit understanding between the two has to be said to be zero in some aspects.He Chen was slightly embarrassed, but he didn't break away from Si Buhui's hand. He took one last look at Feng Suisui, and walked out of his bedroom hand in hand with Si Buhui.

Walking into He Shanzhen's bedroom, the smell in the room has changed from the smell of ordinary food and fireworks to the clear scent of cedar.The incense on Si Buhui's clothes changed the smell of the whole room.Two days ago, in order to take care of Feng Suisui, He Chen was almost unconscious when he came back to sleep, and today was the first time he walked into the bedroom in a sober state.

Realizing that he was going to sleep on the same bed with Si Buhui, He Chen blushed belatedly.

Si Buhui took off his coat, hung it on the back of the chair, and began to remove the woolen vest again, the whole movement was smooth and natural.He Chen felt that the temperature on his face was about to boil an egg, so he coughed lightly and pretended to turn his face away naturally.

"Miss, don't you take it off?" Si Buhui folded the woolen vest on top of his coat, and started to unbutton his shirt. He heard He Chen's cough and turned his head away, only to find that even the tips of He Chen's ears were red. .

He Chen looked at the sky, feeling that the scene he saw just now was a bit too exciting, "I, I'm not hot"

"Really?" Si Buhui walked to He Chen's side, touched his hot ear tips with his slightly cool fingers, immediately frowned, and severely criticized him, "Lady, you must be honest."

But I'm not ready to "meet you honestly" yet! From the corner of his eyes, He Chen saw that Si Buhui's shirt button had been half unbuttoned, so he quickly closed his eyes again, and began to recite "color is emptiness" silently in his heart.

Before being with Si Buhui, He Chen, as a normal person who went to college and tried to live with same-sex groups, was used to seeing roommates playing games shirtless in the dormitory in summer, and would not feel any embarrassment because of taking off their clothes. think.However, Si Buhui's half-revealed attire made He Chen blush.

The aroma of sandalwood that penetrated into the nostrils was a little overbearing, He Chen held his breath and took two steps back before letting out a sigh of relief.

"Lady" Seeing that He Chen didn't answer, Si Buhui called him again in a low voice.

He Chen quickly took off his coat, said "I'll go wash up first", and fled into the bathroom as if flying.

After dawdling in washing and coming out of the bathroom, Si Buhui was already lying on the bed.He Chen stepped on the steam and walked to the bed, Si Buhui, who was lying on the bed, moved aside, He Chen lifted the quilt with a blushing face, and lay down gently on it.

The bed was not big, and under a quilt, two people in thin pajamas were tightly stuck together.He Chen suspected that if he turned over casually, he would roll into Si Buhui's arms.In order to prevent such embarrassment from appearing, he had no choice but to keep himself lying flat, staring at the ceiling, counting sheep aimlessly in his mind.

He Chen opened his eyes, and found that he was in a room where things that did not belong to him were piled up in disorder, and the doors and windows were tightly closed.He soon realized that he was in a dream, but this dream seemed quite real, and he could even read the words on the book spread in front of his eyes.

How to leave this dream? He Chen walked to the door and tried to turn the doorknob, but unfortunately he didn't succeed.He patted the door panel hard again, and shouted "Is anyone there?" No one answered.He Chen gave up the answer by the door, walked to the window, tried to open the window to see the situation outside, but still failed.

Since he couldn't go out for the time being, He Chen had no choice but to sit on the chair in front of the desk and continue to look around.This is a very small bedroom, but it is filled with many items full of life, and judging from the exercise books on the desk and the junior high school uniform hanging on the hanger, this should be a junior high school student's bedroom.

There was no room owner's name on the exercise book, and all this seemed to be maliciously covered up by this dream.

"Crackling" heard the sound of chewing and eating, and He Chen followed the source of the sound, only to find that the sound came from inside the closet.He slowly approached the closet, suppressed the discomfort, and opened the closet suddenly.

When he saw clearly what was eating in the closet, his blood froze all over his body. Sitting in the closet was a humanoid monster covered in blood. He didn't have a single inch of intact skin on his body, and he was wearing a junior high school uniform with his back facing him. Looking at He Chen.He held a piece of animal bone in his hand, and opened his mouth to reveal sharp teeth, gnawing hard on the hard bone.

As if sensing the dazzling light from behind, the monster slowly turned its head and fixed its eyes on He Chen.The next second, as if he suddenly thought of something, he dropped the bone in his hand, and stretched out his ugly and slender fingers straight to He Chen.

He Chen opened his eyes again, and in front of him was Si Buhui's slightly heaving chest.Hearing the steady breathing of the other party, he was sure that he had indeed woken up from that terrible dream.

He was fast asleep, and he really rolled into Si Buhui's arms without knowing it.He Chen silently moved to the other side, and moved himself out of his arms without a trace.Recalling the terrifying shape of the monster in his dream just now, He Chen felt lucky to survive the catastrophe, and even relaxed, he couldn't help feeling that his throat was a little dry.

He Chen got up from the bed, looked down at Si Buhui who was still asleep, got off the bed gently, went downstairs to pour water for a drink.

As the moonlight entered the house, He Chen took a glass of water and walked to the window, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.There were a few crows parked on the telegraph pole outside the window, calling hoarsely, making He Chen panic for no reason.

He drank the water in the glass in two or three gulps, put the water glass back on the table, and when he looked up again, he found a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy squatting on the roof opposite him at some point.He Chen rubbed his eyes, and when he wanted to take a closer look, he found that the young man had disappeared.

All this made He Chen feel even worse.He didn't dare to stay downstairs alone anymore, he quickly closed the window, turned around and rushed back to the upstairs bedroom.He Chen opened the door lightly, seeing that Si Buhui was still asleep with his eyes closed, he was relieved, lifted the quilt and wrapped himself in again.

When Xu Shi lifted the quilt, he got into the bed with the cool feeling, Si Buhui opened his eyes in bewilderment, saw He Chen was several inches away from him, stretched out his hand and pulled him back into his arms, opened his arms and pulled him away. After locking it tightly, He Chen immediately felt his cold body start to warm up again.

"Miss, go to bed first," Si Buhui said half asleep, "I'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do."

Smelling the familiar and reassuring aroma of sandalwood, He Chen's crazy heartbeat gradually calmed down, and he closed his eyes.

Let's talk about it tomorrow.he thought.