If you enter a haunted house, you can see someone throwing dog food

Qiao Tong's fingers are very white, with distinct joints, and a little soft to the touch, which is not at all different from his group of cronies.

Xue Fei thought so.

The two held each other for less than a second, and soon separated.

Seeing that Xue Fei hadn't left yet, Qiao Tong looked at him suspiciously: "Do you have anything else to do?"

"Hey, what else can I do, I just want to get to know each other." Xue Fei took out his mobile phone and fiddled with something, his mouth was not idle for a moment, "I came to Ningcheng for the first time, and I am not familiar with the place. Seeing that you have a good eye, you want to make more friends."

While speaking, he had called out the QQ QR code, handed it to Qiao Tong, and said with a smile, "Add it, classmate Xiao Qiao."

What a strange man.

Qiao Tong didn't refute his face after all, after thinking about it, he scanned the QR code and added it.

"I was wrong about what happened today. I'm really sorry. I promise I won't scare you next time!" Xue Fei glanced at the new friend's verification message, clicked to confirm adding, then raised his head and said apologetically, "In two days I invite you to dinner as compensation."

The other party apologized sincerely, and Qiao Tong's attitude softened, and he said casually, "It's okay, usually we scare tourists, and sometimes it's okay to be scared by tourists."

The embarrassing window paper was punctured, and the two of them talked. Xue Fei also leaned against the wall, tilted his head to look at him, and asked, "You look about my age, are you an adult?"

"17 years old." Qiao Tong was afraid that he would misunderstand, and then explained, "This is opened by my mother. I just came to help." It is not about hiring minors.

"Oh, then we are the same age, and I am also seventeen." Xue Fei played with the baseball cap in his hand, "You are so timid, so Auntie can rest assured to put you here to attract tourists?"

"It's just a substitute." Qiao Tong was dissatisfied with Xue Fei's description of himself, and argued, "I'm not very timid either."

Xue Fei: "Is your perception of yourself a bit far off?"

Qiao Tong: "..." Is Ning okay?

"That's not what I meant." Seeing that Qiao Tong's face was darkened, Xue Fei quickly said, "In fact, it's good to be timid, as timid people don't even dare to walk at night, which greatly reduces the possibility of accidents at night! "

Qiao Tong: "..."

Not happy at all.

Facing Qiao Tong whose face was even darker, Xue Fei blinked and asked in a low voice, "Did I say the wrong thing again?"

His facial features are actually very flamboyant, which doesn't match the cautious tone at all, causing a strong contrast. The haze on Qiao Tong's face was swept away, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Boys' friendships sometimes come out of nowhere. After making jokes, although Xue Fei and Qiao Tong are not familiar, they are not strangers either.

Xue Fei looked at the ticket gate of Happy Home and suggested, "Why don't I treat you to dinner today."

"Not today, I'm waiting for my mother." Qiao Tong pointed at the door and laughed again, "Besides, you don't need to invite me to dinner."

"How can this be possible!" Xue Fei paused, and said, "Otherwise, you can call me Brother Fei, and if I invite you to dinner, it will be considered as my brother's protection for you."

Qiao Tong looked at him for a while: "My birthday is January [-]."

The implication is that it is not certain who is called brother.

Xue Fei understood, opened his mouth and said, "Brother Tong."

Qiao Tong couldn't laugh or cry.

The two chatted for a few more minutes, and the phone in Xue Fei's pocket buzzed.

He saw the note flashing on the phone screen, and the good mood of just making friends was swept away, he curled his lips and pressed the answer button.

"Outside... why did your family take me to eat? Don't worry, the card money you gave is enough for me to book a hotel for a night... Oh, you are so ruthless, okay, isn't it just for eating, I am now Just go, you wait."

Qiao Tong couldn't see the name on his phone clearly, only heard a woman's voice, and glanced at Xue Fei curiously.

Xue Fei hung up the phone, scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, I still have something to do, and I owe you a meal."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand to look at his watch, clicked his tongue impatiently, waved goodbye to Qiao Tong, and rushed into the crowd, quickly disappearing.

Qiao Tong looked down at the new friend interface on the phone, and the latest news of the friend automatically popped up in the chat box.

——Being a person should be violent and willful, so that the world will be moved by your occasional docileness and loyalty.

A bunch of people and formations below commented: Brother Fei, are you translating non-mainstream quotations again?

Xue Fei replied: Fuck you.

When Mother Qiao came out with the notebook, she happened to see her son flipping through the phone and closing his mouth with joy. She couldn't help softening her heart. She walked up to him and asked, "What are you looking at? It's so funny?"

"Nothing." Qiao Tong locked the phone screen, "Mom, what are you holding?"

Mother Qiao turned a page and showed it to Qiao Tong: "Your Uncle Wan and I have a new idea to make the haunted house more difficult."

Qiao Tong stopped laughing for a second: "..."

Qiao's mother noticed his reaction, closed the notebook and tapped it on his head lightly, scolding with a smile: "It's worthless!"

After returning home for dinner, Qiao Tong went upstairs to do homework alone.

In addition to the serious summer homework at the school he attends, every teacher will assign a bunch of extra homework, and need to regularly take photos and upload group photo albums for inspection. Qiao Tong spends time in Happy Home during the day and wants to make up for it. Homework can only be left at night, but Qiao Tong is very smart and studies well, so it is no problem to solve these summer homework.

After finishing today's homework, Qiao Tong crossed off today's tasks on the planner posted on the wall, and drank the milk that Qiao's mother brought in halfway.

He was just about to pack up his things, take a shower and go to bed when his phone ding-dong rang.

In the room, only the desk lamp for homework was on, and the light was very weak. The sound almost scared Qiao Tong, who was stretching, into a heart attack. He calmed down and clicked on the QQ message.

Brother Fei: Classmate Xiao Qiao!

Being frightened by this guy one after another, Qiao Tong almost lost his temper.

A plane tree: ?

A sycamore tree: isn't it called Brother Tong?

Brother Fei: Hey, they are all the same!

Brother Fei: [A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.jpg]

Qiao Tong replied with a smile.

A sycamore tree: it's so late to sleep.

Brother Fei: I'm worried about you, so I'm here to find out about your situation.

A sycamore tree: Worried about me?What should I worry about?

Brother Fei: Didn’t I scare you during the day?

Brother Fei: I thought you might be too scared to sleep at night, so I came here to comfort you.

Brother Fei: [Winnie the Pooh spins around.gif]

Qiao Tong took a deep breath and typed a lot harder, as if he wanted to poke his fingernails into the screen and move along the network to strangle Xue Fei to death.

A sycamore tree: I thank you!If it weren't for you, I would have forgotten about the day's affairs long ago!

The other party was silent for a while, and the dialog box kept showing that the other party was typing a few words, but there was no message for a long time.

After a while, the other party shared a main home page of station b up.

Brother Fei: Then go and watch this person’s video, it’s very funny, I guarantee you will forget everything after watching it.

Brother Fei: This man is my friend, and he went into the haunted house with me during the day. His name is Yin Chengxiao.

Out of curiosity, Qiao Tong clicked on the other party's homepage.

Five seconds later, Xue Fei received two messages.

A sycamore tree: the one named Xue!You are poisonous! ! ! ! !

A sycamore tree: down!Good night!

Xue Fei hastily sent a series of question marks, but the other party had really gone offline and ignored him at all.

Depressedly, he opened Yin Chengxiao's homepage, pondered for a while, and sent a message to Yin Chengxiao.

Brother Fei:?What's wrong with you?Why only record the live action of horror games?

Yin Chengxiao replied with a bewildered expression.

Ma Yao is not an anesthetic: Brother Fei, I am the master of horror game up...

The author says:

Xue Fei: Is that sentence unorthodox?I have been on Baidu for a long time, your mother.