Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

When Chi Xiaochi was awakened by Guan Qiaoqiao's scream, he found himself being held in his arms by Gan Min.

His arms were locked around his waist, his movements were natural and gentle.

... when did you hold it? Why doesn't he feel at all?

Gan Qiao was just awakened by Guan Qiaoqiao. His hands have been fumbling, covering his ears skillfully, and using a half-sand voice that just woke up, he said softly, "Don't move."

Ichikochi was half numb suddenly.

He thought he was dreaming, as if waking up, he went back to those ignorant mornings, and someone leaned over in his drowsiness and asked him whether the eggs were fried on one side, fried on both sides, or crispy with a bun. Fried.

The illusion was so beautiful that he didn't even dare to turn back.

But he only gave himself three seconds to indulge in it.

Three seconds later, he breathed a sigh of relief, pushing Gan's hand away calmly, trying to sit up, anxiously, "What's the matter?"

Who wants to Gan Gan holding his shoulder and directly said: "Are you really so anxious."

Chi Xiaochi: "..."

Not to mention, Chi Koike is really not in a hurry.

Gan Min looked at him: "If you are not in a hurry, close your eyes, wake up, and slowly get up. Suddenly get up without breakfast, easy to hypoglycemia."

After speaking, Gan Min reached out to touch the glasses by the bed, and at the same time raised an eyebrow at Gan Tang.

Gan Tang stood up and opened the door to look out.

Iike Koike closed his eyes obediently, and twisted his fingers with his fingers unconsciously.

After several temptations, Chi Xiaochi had clear doubts about Gan Min's identity, but he refused to admit it.

Although the reason is unknown, Chi Xiaochi did not plan to keep asking. He simply regarded him as a temporary partner, and then gradually cleared the original committee afterwards.

However, if 061 is really Gan Gan, then Dong Feihong who has the same cooking taste as Lou Ge ...

As he thought about it, Chi Xiaochi jumped up suddenly from the bed and said, "... what is it?"

Gan Yan stared at him, realized that things had changed, and both got out of bed.

The source of that burnt smell is obvious.

Smoke billowed from Guan Qiaoqiao's room, and three or four missionaries had already rushed to the door, but did not dare to enter, and only looked at the door.

Chi Xiaochi was long overdue with the help of Gan Min. His expression was anxious. Gan Min whispered to him what happened in the room. His expression was gentle and it can be said that he respected the role of the blind he played.

Kokoike scored.

That photo of "Falling in the Snow at Night" was burning on Guan Qiaoqiao's bed with a quilt, the double-layer glass was shattered, and the lighter thrown by Guan Qiaoqiao was also blown out by high temperature. Dark gasoline splashed everywhere.

Guan Qiaoqiao grabbed the back of a chair with both hands and stared at the picture with stern eyes, as if he could scare away the ghosts in the picture.

However, her fingers were stiff, and she could not loosen her grip on the chair. Yuan Benshan had to desperately drag her out with a chair, and Gan Tang came forward to help.

As a NPC staff member, they made a normal response. They heard the sound and took the prepared fire extinguisher to fight it.

Guan Qiaoqiao looked around everyone nervously, craving for an exact answer: "I burned her, didn't I?"

No one can answer her.

Fortunately, the fire had not spread, and the foam fire extinguisher sprayed for dozens of seconds, and the fire had receded, leaving only a mess.

The staff member walked out of the room with a fire extinguisher: "Why so careless?"

Guan Qiaoqiao thought the photo was ruined, and a fluke came out of his heart. I wondered whether to cry or laugh. After thinking about it for a long time, he still showed a somewhat distorted smile and right to answer.

However, the staff member's next sentence made her froze: "This castle is rented, but fortunately nothing else is burned."

Guan Qiaoqiao plunged into the room.

... where is the shadow of the photo in the bed?

The next second, Guan Qiaoqiao froze in place.

In her afterglow, a delicate, intact picture frame appeared on the wall.

The returning man who was advancing against the snow was near again.

Next, Ikekoike spent an hour experimenting with the characteristics of the photos inside the castle.

It turns out that any attempt to destroy and remove the photos from the original is futile.

Other photos in the castle have the same characteristics.

Even if the photo is locked in a room, it will automatically refresh and reset after a few seconds, and the act of smashing and burning the photo is a waste of time.

Chi Xiaochi was convinced that Guan Qiaoqiao was trying to escape.

The female ghost perched in the photo inside the castle, and can appear freely in any place where the photo is suspended, and the photo cannot be damaged, which is equivalent to no solution.

But Guan Qiaoqiao still refused to die.

She tried to move to an empty bedroom to rest, and also took out the photos in that room, but within half an hour, she screamed and escaped from it.

——A picture of a children's choir was originally hung in the empty bedroom, but when she fled, the picture in the picture frame was already polluted, and gradually turned into that picture of "Feng Xue Ye Hui Ren".

And that black shadow that was originally a big punch gradually became the size of a palm.

She cried and yelled to leave the castle and sleep with the staff of the reserve team outside. The farther away from these **** pictures, the better, but she was discouraged by Chi Xiaochi.

Those staff members just looked normal.

They are non-human and non-ghost, in case they are a group of ghosts, isn't Guan Qiaoqiao going into the tiger's mouth?

Neither this nor that, Guan Qiaoqiao's lips wrinkled in the corner of the room, scratching her scalp with her nails, all the dark red scalp fines in her nails.

Guan Qiaoqiao's madness can be understood by anyone.

If you always feel that someone is cracking in the door, in the window, under the bed, looking at the Chinese food with your grandmother, you are staring at you all the time, and they can't see, touch, or hit. Do n’t you go crazy if you know when you ’ll be near or when you will leave.

However, no matter how crazy Qiao Qiao's box is, the play will still be performed, and it is impossible for others to give up her task to accompany and comfort her.

In the end, Iko Koike came up with an idea.

He and Yuan Benshan took the shivering Guan Qiaoqiao back to the room where "Feng Xue Ye Hui Ren" was placed, and instructed Yuan Benshan to take the photo off the wall.

——The source of sight is the photo, and the photo itself cannot be destroyed, nor can it leave its original position. Placing it upside down may isolate this sense of being peeped.

This method is very stupid, but Guan Qiaoqiao didn't really feel the gaze like cheekbones.

She proposed to flip all the photos in the castle upside down, but some precious large photos are mosaic-type and fixed on the wall. If it is difficult to move without tools, as long as more than five photos are flipped, they will be overturned. The castle itself is judged to be "moved out of place", and all photos will be restored to their original state with one click.

No, Chi Xiaochi can only make Yuan Benshan flip the photo of "Fengxue Night Goes Back", throw away the burnt bedding of Guan Qiaoqiao, and change a brand new set to let the tired Guan Qiaoqiao Stay in the room and rest.

Without that sight, she was so tired that she fell asleep, but she frowned in the dream, apparently not relaxed.

After covering the door for her, Chi Xiaochi sighed.

Yuan Benshan: "Will this work?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Closure your ears, can you say it?"

It ’s more than just covering the ears and stealing bells. Guan Qiaoqiao now equates to being locked up with a ghost, but in order to let her spirit suffer less, and in order to gain a little sense of security, she can only empty her brain and force herself to stop thinking so many.

Guan Qiaoqiao now looks like a camel. When he plunges into the sand, he seems to have found the safest place in the world, regardless of the glowing green eyes of the wolf surrounded by him.

Guan Qiaoqiao's single was supposed to be filmed on the first day, but because she was "ill" and "not in good spirits," the director simply adjusted the shooting plan and re-six the six main characters. What happened to the old castle.

Everyone has their own minds and no experience in filming, so they made a lot of jokes, couldn't find their seats, and forgot their lines, NG kept on, mistakes made, and each one was furious.

No one expected that the best performer was the "little blind man" who was the least favored.

Before starting the shooting, he was walked by the make-up artist named Gan Yan several times, roughly remembered his position, and personally confirmed the placement of various props several times.

Everyone looked at his clumsy dumbfounding, and they all felt that Song Chunyang was probably finished.

But the truth is, he managed to shut everyone up in the first scene.

In the setting, "Song Chunyang" was a semi-blind man in high school, with a soft temper and a submissive attitude. He has always been the target of bullying. By following the male lead, he has avoided being bullied collectively, but he has always been a small group of male lead. The airbag in here, trot.

Instead of setting the script, he used earth ugly glasses and a rumpled polo shirt to enhance the temperament of ordinary Loser. Instead, he wore an expensive coat, but was not willing to cut off the clothes price tag. Dare to take off the jacket, because the thin sweater under his jacket is a particularly cheap style, thirty yuan a Taobao.

When everyone entered the castle, or he was nervous or babbling too hard, and he was walking around, he kept shrinking in the corner of the room, grinning, listening to everyone with a smile, and ensuring that everyone who looked at him You can see his good smile the first time.

However, if the camera can give him a close-up, he can perceive that he smiled hard and held for dozens of seconds, with a numb scalp inside.

As a background board with only one line of words, he was so outstanding that even the director couldn't help but give him a few more shots.

Soon it was his turn to speak.

In the first scene, he had only one line.

The male lead called this former classmate to help them pack up.

Hearing the words "Song Chunyang", his knees habitually bowed slightly, as if to kneel, as if to give himself a thrust to stand upright.

Because he never spoke, he sounded a little dry when he gave the first two words, but he did it right: "Still ... me."

He was amused by the ponytail girl who had been nervous and awkward, and couldn't help but follow him into the drama: "Not you, is it me?"

Immediately, Chi Xiaochi knew that he had done stupid things, and pulled up to prepare to go upstairs, but was stumbled by a wooden floor that was raised on the ground.

He seemed to think that he was so ridiculous, grabbing in front of the crowd and smiling, explaining, "I didn't stand firm, I didn't stand firm."

After speaking, he immediately lifted two boxes and walked towards the stairs, but turned back when he touched the handrails of the stairs and glanced at the photos on the wall.

This is one of the props that Gan Ying repeatedly confirmed the specific location before he started shooting according to his instructions.

That photo was a group photo brought by the crew. There were seven people on it, and the seven of them participated in high school uniforms.

He squinted slightly, trying to see more clearly, but stepped forward unconsciously, rushing to pack the luggage for seven people, but his vision has been following that photo, the whole person seems cramped and ridiculous, A gentle nostalgia was revealed.

It is not necessary to participate in the performance, Gan Jian looked at Chi Xiaochi with his arms folded, his eyes were full of gentle restraint of appreciation.

This is not the first time he has seen a movie by Chi Koike, but it is the first time he has seen the scene.

It can only be said that he was born for the lens. The indescribable spirituality and charm can be easily tempted as long as he sees it.

For his part, all of them have passed.

... When others were called by the director to be scolded, Chi Xiaochi used the excuse to make up and returned to the dressing room with his brothers and sisters.

He wouldn't take off the beautiful pupil, so he gave it to Gan Wei.

Gan Min carefully removed the two layers of film, and dripped eye drops to relieve his tired eyes. He blew it twice, closed his eyes, and rested his hands on the position of his shoulders, indicating that he had been , So that he can rest assured that he does not have to be afraid.

This thoughtfulness makes Chi Xiaochi really can't help but think of something.

Gan Tang asked Chi Xiaochi as he asked, "I always wanted to ask, why do you pretend to be blind. If you are afraid that others will know that your pupil is abnormal, you can solve it by wearing a beautiful pupil."

Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes and repose, his voice lazily: "Yeah, why?"

Song Chunyang himself is simple and never thinks about these issues. He only thinks that this is a kind of irrelevant taste. He will be closer to Yuan Benshan. When he can help others, he never taboos to reveal his identity of yin and yang eyes. .

Song Chunyang thought so, what about Yuan Benshan?

"Because 'blind man' means trouble. Who wants to team with a blind man." He said lightly, "Yuan Benshan does not want others to team with us and share information. In his opinion, I am his. This pair of yin and yang eyes should be his, and it should be his biggest chip to survive. If it is used by others, wouldn't it let others take advantage of it for nothing? "

Gan Min took the soft towel and wiped the eye drops dripping from his eyes. He briefly summarized Chi Xiaochi's analysis: "Egoism."

Chi Xiaochi shrugged: "I didn't say that there is anything wrong with self-interest. Self-interest does not hurt people, but it is a very clear performance."

Gan Min asked: "If some people are harming others for their own benefit."

"The people around him need to be smarter," said Chi Xiaochi. "Goodness needs a warm heart, but also teeth and claws. The former is used to treat others, and the latter is used to protect themselves. "

The two sang one and one, almost exhausting what Chi Xiaochi wanted to say to Song Chunyang.

Song Chunyang's only problem was that he was protected so well that the first time he saw the venom of the human heart, he paid too much a price.

Chi Xiaochi wasn't afraid that Song Chunyang didn't recognize the darkness, only that he no longer believed in the light.

However, if after ten missions, there is a tower to accompany him, you may not have to worry about it.

With that in mind, he leaned back on the soft seat and pouted and smiled slightly.

Gan Yan couldn't help it. He reached out his fingers and stroked Fuchi Koike's lashes with a little water mist across his body.

...... He likes this little Koike.

Except for Chi Xiaochi, the shooting process on the first and second days were not smooth, so Yuan Benshan was very gloomy when he entered Guan Qiaoqiao's room to serve her meals.

For the past two days, Guan Qiaoqiao has kept himself in the room, and all others have to eat and drink.

As the figures in the photo approached, the situation became more serious. Guan Qiaoqiao was so ill that she could not leave the room at all. Only this ghostly room could give her a sense of security.

But such a sense of security can't be comforted at all, it can only push people step by step into the abyss of collapse.

"Night Returning Man" turned her back on her face, hiding her own figure, but made Guan Qiaoqiao even more embarrassed. She was madly trying to see where the "Night Returning Man" in that picture had gone, but did not courage.

In the past few days, her nerves have been slender and slender, and she is about to break. When she saw Yuan Benshan, she suddenly sat up, and a hint of hope reappeared on her pale and withered face: "He found a way in Chunyang No?"

Yuan Benshan replied: "He is still thinking."

Everyone knows that Guan Qiaoqiao is dead, but it is only a matter of dying sooner or later, but the parties still have a glimmer of hope.

I hope that sometimes it will be more tormenting than despair.

"Think! Think about it!" Guan Qiaoqiao screamed out of control, "when can you figure it out! Give me some time ?!"

Yuan Benshan froze his face, forbearing impatience.

No one likes to watch a dying man's dying struggle and hysteria, which does not make any sense of joy.

He put down the lunch box: "Let's eat."

Guan Qiaoqiao stared at Yuan Benshan and doubted, "Yuan Benshan, did you say something to Chunyang? Why didn't he come to see me?"

Over the past few days, Guan Qiao has done too much suspiciously. It is really annoying. Song Chunyang is stupid again. Ask him to say, "If you divide the yin and yang eyes one by one, it won't happen." Coupled with the unsuccessful execution of the task and all kinds of things, Yuan Benshan's sneer can't hold back: "What did you do, don't you know?"

Guan Qiaoqiao was stagnant, and his slightly sunken eyes stared at Yuan Benshan: "What I have done, what you have done. Don't try to leave yourself so clean."

Yuan Benshan didn't want to talk to her any more. He laughed and turned his head.

However, this laughter completely stimulated Guan Qiaoqiao's fragile and sensitive nerves.

She lifted the quilt and said, "Are you going to treat me as an abandoned child?"

Yuan Benshan lowered his voice and yelled at each other: "Are there any remaining value for a partner like you? ... A person who will die at any time!"

The evaluation obviously stimulated Guan Qiaoqiao. She gave a sigh and her face was almost distorted: "Yes? Yuan Benshan, have you ever heard that a person is dying and his words are good?"

Yuan Benshan was still ruminating what it meant, and when Guan Qiaoqiao jumped out of bed, he shouted with a sharp voice: "Pure——"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yuan Benshan covered her mouth with one hand, and pinched her hair with the other, held it down sharply, and slammed on the edge of the bed!

Guan Qiaoqiao immediately softened his body, only to feel the heavens and earth turning, the hot smell spontaneously dripping, and lost his eyes.

She thought that her pain had been paralyzed long ago, but she was really hit by this, and she was still in pain.

In the past two days, everyone has become accustomed to her yelling. No matter how she screams madly, everyone will not come to check it easily.

The pain inspired her impulsive malice, and she twisted her throat and threatened him: "If you don't hurry to find a way to save me, I will let Chunyang know about your broken things. I'm dead, you don't want to live well!"

Yuan Benshan looked at her without saying a word.

The desperation and hope forced Guan Qiaoqiao to go crazy, and Yin Yang said strangely, "Dr. Yuan, you kill me if you have the ability. You are the last one to see me. You killed me, and the biggest suspect is you. "

Yuan Benshan looked at her for a while and smiled.

He asked, "What are you talking about? Why don't I understand? What are you looking for for Chunyang? ... Ah, it's our collusion, right. But what evidence do you have?"

Guan Qiaoqiao: "Don't forget, I have a cell phone—"

Yuan Benshan took a cell phone out of his pocket and laughed, "... you mean this?"

After suspecting that Guan Qiaoqiao had leaked the secret, Yuan Benshan began to destroy the evidence.

His own mobile phone was lost on the way, possibly stolen by pickpockets, and Guan Qiaoqiao's mobile phone was taken away by him during the last meal delivery, soaked in water, and the memory card was pulled out to make two Half, rushed into the toilet, completely destroyed, there is no possibility of repair.

In another world, the phone was garbled and unusable, so Guan Qiaoqiao didn't even find the phone lost.

Guan Qiaoqiao fell into madness again, struggling again, and snarled: "Then I will tell him myself! No evidence is needed! I am dying, what am I afraid of? What am I afraid of ?!"

"is it?"

Yuan Benshan tore off the bed sheet and said slowly: "Let's try it."

It is easy for people to lose their minds in madness. When they find that their hands are tied to a steel bed rail, Guan Qiaoqiao panics: "Yuan Benshan, what are you doing ?!"

Without saying a word, Yuan Benshan took the pillow towel, blocked her mouth firmly, tied Guan Qiaoqiao's limbs to the bed, and tied the surgical knot.

After doing all this, Yuan Benshan walked to that photo.

Guan Qiaoqiao guessed what he was about to do, and immediately screamed in horror.

"Don't you say you're dying," Yuan Benshan said. "Don't you say, 'I'm not afraid of anything.'"

He held up the frame, lifted it hard, and turned it over!

Guan Qiaoqiao screamed a heartbreaking roar between his throat, but was blocked under a pillow towel.

She was frightened to retching, and at the same time she made a vague anger, probably a vicious curse.

Yuan Benshan didn't even want to listen to her troubles. He took the key of the house door from the struggling Guan Qiaoqiao, walked out, locked the door, and put the key into the green plant below.

He can't kill, but ghosts can.

That sight once again covered Guan Qiaoqiao.

Guan Qiaoqiao was tied to the bed, unable to move, his chest couldn't bear the undulations, he didn't dare to see the picture, but he couldn't help looking at it.

She finally shared a little bit of light.

The picture is still a vast snowy field, pale, but the figure of the returnee that night has not continued to expand, even a little smaller than the size of a slap the other day,

However, the sense of being peeped was increasing, and she was tortured so she couldn't stop hitting the bedboard with her head.

what happened? Wasn't that going away that night?

And the pictures in the photos always give Guan Qiaoqiao a subtle sense of disobedience, which seems to be different from the photos she saw before.

She summoned her courage before looking straight at it.

Gradually, Guan Qiaoqiao opened his eyes.

... she found it.

The white in the picture is not the white of the snow field, but the white of the pupil.

And the black dot was the stationary pupil, staring at her in bed.

She opened her mouth wide, saliva dripping from the corners of her lips, and wailing squeezed out of her chest.