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Chapter 17 One or two is no more than three (two)

"Senior brother of yours is more discerning than that guy. Although his appearance is slightly inferior, Miss He, when you reach our age, you will know that connotation is still more important than appearance."

Fan Yu watched Han Jun's brown bear-like back disappear around the corner of the teaching building, and once again brought the topic to Song Zhaoxuan.

Be yourself!

He Si was complaining crazily in her heart, but in the real world she still lowered her head, turned her ears away from what was going on outside the window, and walked forward without saying a word.But just as she raised her feet, another male voice came from behind her.But this time, the voice didn't sound familiar.

"Miss He? What a coincidence." There was joy in the eager tone.

"Real people don't show their faces!" Fan Yu turned around and saw a slender figure wearing a mask but still looking handsome walking towards them, and couldn't help but look at He Si with admiration.

The usual one-month social target was completed in just 10 minutes. He Si, a social phobia person, felt that God was clearly trying to make a joke on her today, so she reluctantly turned around.

"Jiang Jiang... Jiang Jiang..." He Si hesitated for a long time, but still didn't know whether to call out the name of the man who deliberately covered his face, but Fan Yu had already sang out "Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang".

"Jiang Huai, Miss He won't forget my name so quickly, right?" Jiang Huai walked over generously, "We just met in the hotel yesterday. Are you a student here?"

"Well," He Si nodded, then pointed at Jiang Huai's face, "I haven't forgotten your name, I'm just afraid of ruining your disguise. After all, you are a public figure."

"How am I a public figure?" Jiang Huai smiled cheerfully, as if he had just noticed the person standing next to He Si, and asked, "Mr. Chaofeng is here too?"

"Yeah." Qin Jian nodded with his usual poker face.

"Who is this?"

Fan Yu knew that it was impossible to expect the two people around him to introduce himself, so he huddled back and said casually: "The one who did it."

"Haha," Jiang Huai didn't mind and continued his topic, "I felt something was wrong when I was in the hotel. So you have known each other for a long time?"

"No……"

"Yeah." Qin Jian didn't wait for He Si to finish speaking, and once again expressed his affirmation in a concise and concise manner, and then a hint of arrogance and disdain flashed across his face - when we met, let alone you, your great-great-great-grandfather had not yet Was born.

Of course, He Si didn't know Qin Jian's psychological activities, nor did she know how she and Qin Jian became old friends, but she didn't want to get into it.Jiang Huai gave her the impression of being cautious and clever. She was afraid that Jiang Huai would continue to dwell on the issue of why or how they met and bring out the strange experiences in recent days, so she quickly changed the subject: "What about you, why are you here? this?"

"I had a campus event. I left the hotel last night and rushed here. I didn't expect..." Jiang Huai said, his expression darkened, "I didn't expect that kind of accident would happen."

"What accident?" He Si was particularly sensitive to the matter of Gao Lan turning into a withered skeleton, and her heart was already tense. Now that she heard the accident in Jiang Huai's mouth, she thought something was wrong, and immediately asked like a frightened bird.

"There's a fire, don't you know about it?"

"We left relatively early, and we just heard the news." Qin Jian said a few more words for the first time, "I haven't had time to tell Xiao He yet."

"Well, talking about that hotel is really a bit mysterious." Jiang Huai seemed to be talking to himself, but his eyes were wandering on Qin Jian and He Si.

"Safety measures really need to be improved." Lao Chaofeng still cherishes his words like gold.

"The Danxia landform is still too exotic for the construction of modern hotels. It is too much to pursue the restoration of the landform and ignores safety issues such as lines. It is somewhat putting the cart before the horse, which is a taboo in the design field." He Si added with a guilty conscience. . "Did Ms. He expect that there would be a fire in the hotel?"

"How is that possible?" He Si denied instinctively.

"Mr. Chaofeng just said that he hadn't had time to tell you about the accident, but you didn't seem surprised at all when you heard the news, and you immediately analyzed the cause of the fire."

"Ah, this, that... although it is rare, it is not uncommon for hotel fires to happen, and I am a construction major. After analyzing and considering the cause, it can be regarded as an occupational disease." He Si looked hard at Jiang Huai. Scalp made up an excuse and suddenly felt that facing Yuan Yuan alone last night was not so scary.

"It wasn't just the fire, the female anchor was also burned to death." Fan Yu, who had been shrinking back, took a step forward and faced He Si with a sad tone, but his body was just between Jiang Huai and He Si.

"What...what! You mean Gao Lan!" He Si's eyes widened and she began to mobilize every inch of her body's interpretation cells.

"That's almost it." Fan Yu had a look of disgust on his face, and his lowered voice was just enough to reach He Si's ears.

But He Si's expression was frozen. Before she could advance the performance further, she saw girls running in groups in twos and threes at the other end of the tree-lined path, and the sound of small discussions gradually came from behind her.

"Yes, it's Jiang Huai."

"It seems to be him."

"I read online that he has a trip to the university town tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

The thin sounds gradually became louder and louder, and the crowd who were standing far away just now began to move towards this direction.

"Oh, Mr. Jiang is so humble. I didn't expect him to be a public figure." Fan Yu patted him on the shoulder familiarly.

"I'm sorry, I...I'm leaving first." Jiang Huai had an embarrassed look on his face, and left without thinking about He Si's reaction to the fire.

"Wh...what!"

"Everyone has left, stop acting." Fan Yu raised his eyebrows with a proud look on his face, "How about it, this series of operations of mine is okay, if I hadn't helped you block a block and blocked Jiang Huai in advance. If the side profile photo of you is posted on the campus website, your lies will no longer be true."

"No, then... what is that?" He Si ignored the crowd of onlookers who had not dispersed and pointed towards the green belt not far away.

In her eyes, a bright red Bianhua flower was blooming in the interlaced yellow and green grass.It was life that existed in the name of death. The edge of each petal was inlaid with dark red lines, like a torn wound, swaying in the wind like a dragon's whiskers, elegant and weird.

In the gentle autumn wind, the flower was swaying gently, and only that flower was swaying gently, as if dancing a sacrificial dance.The fragrance of her flowers came in the wind, which was unique and rich. It was the first time He Si smelled the fragrance of the flowers on the other side, which brought a hint of terrifying ominousness to her already frightened voice.

"What did you see?" Qin Jian's voice became deeper, and Fan Yu also put away the smile on his lips and became wary.

He Si's eyes were still fixed on the strange flower of the other side, and it took a long time before she uttered two words: "Silk."

As if to confirm her judgment, the flower on the other side of the flower was cut off at the sound, and the bright red stamens that had fascinated people just a second suddenly fell to the ground, as if someone's head had left the body in an instant.

(End of this chapter)