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"Dear passengers, please pay attention to..."

The sound of the broadcast made a slight echo in the open toilet. Gu chaoluo opened Shen Chaosheng's hand which covered his mouth, held his palm and carried the schoolbag hanging on his wrist to his shoulder.

"I'm gone."

Gu chaoluo raised Shen Chaosheng's palm to his mouth and gently kissed him. He said goodbye without response. He pushed open the door of the toilet compartment and went out.

Shen Chaosheng's back against the clapboard has been wet with sweat. He covers his mouth in panic and gasps for breath. He can't imagine why things are like this.

Near the left chest of the coat, it seems that something is about to break free.

The sound of footsteps and conversation came and went. Shen Chaosheng didn't know how long he had been in the toilet before he opened the door and walked out.

He walked against the wall and found his legs were soft.

Shen Chaosheng walked out of the station and stopped a taxi. When he got into the car and leaned back on his seat, he felt dizzy, as if he had been filled with lead.

Gu chaoluo just now Is to say That's right?

The taxi is getting farther and farther away from the station. Shen Chaosheng leans his head against the car in a daze, until Xie Xiao calls in.

"Chaosheng! Meteorite is going to be published as a physical book. Here are some plots in several chapters that you need to change. Do you have time now? "

As soon as Shen Chaosheng wanted to speak, the taxi driver in front of him stopped and said, "here we are."

So fast?

Shen Chaosheng reached for the money and pushed the door to get out of the car. As soon as he opened the door, he was directly sprinkled by the pouring sunlight. He squinted his eyes and tilted his head to avoid it. The sunlight outlined a bright light stripe on his side face.

"Chaosheng?"

Xie Xiao waited for a long time and didn't wait for an answer. He thought something was wrong with Shen Chaosheng.

"Well, I'm listening. You go on."

Xie Xiao turned over the documents on his hand and said, "I'll give you all the mirrors that need to be changed, right? Where are you now? At home? "

Students who had just finished the final examination passed Shen Chaosheng in school uniforms full of cotton padded jackets. A boy was talking to his classmates with his head tilted. When he walked into the community, the front of the car he was pushing hung on Shen Chaosheng. As a result, Shen Chaosheng almost fell down like this.

The group of students were startled and quickly reached out to help him.

"Brother, are you all right?"

Xie Xiao quietly waited for a long time, then heard this noisy noise, and immediately jumped up from the stool.

"Chaosheng?"

“…… It's OK. "

Shen Chaosheng stood up with the front of the bus, shook his dizzy head and gave a sorry smile to the group of students

When the students saw him walking alone into the community, some of them looked at him anxiously.

"I have nothing to do with it."

Hearing Shen Chaosheng say to himself like this, Xie Xiao thought Shen Chaosheng thought he was going to publish a book! But on second thought, Shen Chaosheng is not the first time to publish a book. What's so exciting about it?

He is a man who has held a personal painting exhibition!

"Are there many places to change?"

"Well, not much. Are you really OK?"

Shen Chaosheng quickened his pace and went downstairs. He rubbed his head. "I may have a cold. I'll take some medicine and sleep. I'll call you back when I wake up."