Xiangdong lay on the steps with a pale face. The smell of blood in his breath was very strong, his face was swollen, his head hurt and dizzy. He leaned against the curse of Chao Chuangpi and did not faint.

Soon after, Xiangdong opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the entrance and exit of the residential building. Pineapple crawled out of it dyingly.

Xiangdong stood up on the ground and lay back again, and his mind seemed to be swaying in his mind.

Chen Yang, under the old locust tree, rushed up the steps in a few big strides and picked up the pineapple.

"Brother Yang, I... vomit..." Fengli vomited Chen Yang all over.

Chen Yang didn't care about the vomit in front of him, so he helped the pineapple to Xiangdong: "You can give psychological counseling."

Xiangdong didn't say anything: "What kind of guidance is the older child, I understand that the sun always comes after the wind and rain."

He said this, but his hands took the pineapple over.

Pineapple experienced great fear and felt nauseous in his stomach. He lay on the steps and twitched and vomited heartbrokenly, without any trace of his usual vitality.

Chen Yang knew that this was not the time to ask, and he wanted to go back to the old locust tree to wipe his clothes with tissues, but he saw Chao Jian approaching with his backpack, his face full of evil spirits.

The pineapple was so scared that it choked, and she shrank behind Xiangdong in a embarrassed and pitiful manner.

Xiang Dong Shunshun his back: "People will reduce the burden by vomiting when they are too frightened. This is common sense. My little lizi did not intentionally."

Pineapple is dizzy, does it have that common sense? Why did you suddenly feel that the boss who has not graduated from high school knows a lot? The back of his head was locked by the boss and turned his tears to Chen Yang.

"But you spit your brother Yang's clothes dirty." Xiangdong said, "You should apologize."

Pineapple wiped her mouth and stood up, bowed to Chen Yang Penguin: "Brother Yang, Sao Rui."

Chen waved his hand and his eyes fell on Chao Jian, who was taking tissues: "Don't worry, I'll do it myself."

Zhao Jian took a tissue and wiped it on it.

Chen Yang stood on the steps with his back stiff, looking at Chao Jian on the steps below, and saw the dense long eyelashes he hung on.

This was the first time Chen Yang looked straight with Chao Jian in his impression, and his thoughts were a little floating.

"Do you want to fall in love?"

"think."

"What kind of thing do you like?"

"Soft waist."

"Not?"

“The legs look good.”

"Where is the look?"

“I like it.”

The memory clip appeared in Chen Yang's mind. He silently looked at his waist and legs, his face became hot with embarrassment, and the conversation echoed in his ears.

——Your condition makes it easy to find the ideal object.

——You are the only one in my life.

The heat on Chen Yang's face faded and his eyes became confused. It might be the sequelae of selective amnesia. His memory is erratic, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and he can remember far less than he thought.

He remembered the rules of each task deeply, but he couldn't do it in real life. The more he was scattered, the more he would ignore it. The conversation was a few months ago, and he hadn't forgotten it.

Chen Yang was thinking about how much he forgot.

What was Chao Jian planning, what was waiting for, and... why did he hate him?

Chen Yang thought about it and saw what was separated by him and Chao Jian. It was a secret and concealment, too much.

A hint of wetness pulled Chen Yang's thoughts back, and he found that the sticky and sour vomit in front of him had been wiped away little by little.

Chao Jian is now using a wet tissue. The fabric that has been repeatedly wiped is already wet. It is covered with Chen Yang's skin, making it cold.

A small piece of fabric on his chest arched slightly, and Chen Yang took a breath.

Continue to wipe to Jian.

The arc of the arch gradually became larger, and Chen Yang suddenly grabbed Chao Jian's hand: "Don't wipe it."

"Dirty." Zhao Jian stretched his jaw.

Chen Yang panted and glared at him: "It's OK!"

"No." Chao Jian then wiped the cloth with a casual look, but his movements were chilling paranoid. He was crazily restraining something, his fingertips trembled, and his breath was very heavy.

Chen Yang's eyes glanced over the corner of Chao Jian's blood-colored eyes, and paused to push him away, and put it down. Chen Yang gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, trying to sort out the clues and divert attention.

The ninth package was thrown to the ground.

There were only two tasks who drew lots, Xiao Xiang was one of them. In order to avoid suspicion, she asked A Yuan to be responsible for writing the order number.

A Yuan quickly kneaded the paper ball, Xiao Xiang grabbed one and opened it, and then went to get the package.

Wu Qing was so sunken that his eyes couldn't open: "What are the few?"

A Yuan said: "I can't see clearly."

What does it mean if you can't see clearly? The task is getting more difficult? Everyone who heard this came over.

Chen Yang held the tissue from Chao Jian in his hand, covered the wet cloth on his chest, grabbed it and rubbed it gently, sucking the water mark on it, and looked at the ninth package. The order was wrinkled, as if it had been rained, and the recipient had rotten, and there were three vague and unforgiving numbers on the address bar.

"1?" Wu Qing rubbed his eyes, and he tried hard to keep up with the young man's thinking. "The 101 door number on the first floor has turned black. It's not 101, that's 102?"

"Brother, it's not 1, right?" Lin Shuwei pointed his trembling hand to the first number, "Do you look here, do you think there are handwriting?"

Wu Qing listened to his old voice and furrowed all over: "Ah? What?"

Lin Shuwei picked his lips and smiled coldly: "4."

"Shu Wei, go to the shade of the tree, I'm going to be sunburned to death." He pouted, blocked his hands in front of him, and stood up and left.

"Anning, the cicadas in the old locust tree are chirping, I'm a little scared." Lin Shuwei pale his face and hesitated.

"Just just a cicada, can you eat it? A man is stronger."

“…”

The pineapple was rubbed with goosebumps. The timid and weak one was the real Lin Shuwei. The others walked with him and they were one.

If we put aside the tragedy, Lin Shuwei is so good. Whether it is good or bad, safe or dangerous, there is someone to accompany him.

Pineapple thought of the despair and fear he was enduring alone in the corridor, and the drowning feeling came again, and he shook and vomited sour water.

The wide palm slapped his back, with absolutely no softness, but the palm was absolutely warm.

The pineapple sniffs, but fortunately he has a boss.

"If the first number is "4", the next two will either be 01 or 02." Wu Qing said, "I think it's like 401."

Pineapple looked at it: "I look at each one like it."

Xiao Xiang looked at Chen Yang, and she clearly wanted to decide based on the number of votes.

Chen Yang: “402.”

To the East: "401."

Chen Yang touched the people around him with his elbow and listened to him: "402."

A Yuan: "402."

The number of votes for 402 was the most. Xiao Xiang went to see the express delivery again. On the wrinkled and old paper, the row of order numbers were so clear that it was very abrupt. Xiao Xiang knew very well that she hesitated for a second more, and that time she would be less, and she had to shorten her time as much as possible.

Choose to take a gamble and go to 402.

Xiao Xiang took off her high heels that were walking loudly and walked barefoot into the residential building.

Chen Yang said: "The courier did not get barefoot when delivering the courier."

Xiao Xiang stopped, she was about to put her high heels back, but A Yuan stopped him and said, "I'll change with you."

As A Yuan said, he took off the yellow and white sneakers on his feet very quickly and took them to Xiao Xiang: "You can wear them for size 38."

"Thank you." Xiao Xiang quickly put on sneakers and owe someone favors. This is not a good thing for her who uses any means to achieve her goals.

"By the way, I just sent it to 402." Pineapple spit out the mouthwash from her mouth, "Sister Xiao Xiang, don't leave first! I've discovered it!"

Xiao Xiang stopped and turned around: "You said."

Pineapple intermittently talked about the situation of 402, there were three workers in the decoration, and the client Zhang Ming was one of them.

"There is no sound in the decoration?" Xiao Xiang thought calmly, "Cut it."

Pineapple was stupid: "Cut?"

"The sound cuts to 402 at other time and time points, and it's messed up." Xiao Xiang said and entered the building.

Pineapple scratched her furry hair with an index finger: "Brother Dong, I feel I understand, but I don't."

"Not important." Xiangdong pulled away his legs that were clamped together, "Did you wet your pants?"

Fengli's face turned red: "I peed a little in the building." This was the first time he knew that the legendary incontinence of being scared by a ghost was achieved, and it was not an exaggeration.

"Very yellow." Xiangdong objectively evaluated.

"I didn't drink much water in the morning..." Pineapple went crazy, "This is not the point, boss, the point is that I came out alive!"

Xiangdong poured cold water on him mercilessly: "It's just for the time being."

Pineapple flat mouth. Xiangdong said disgustedly: "Okay, okay, done well, our little pear is the best, it is the pride of East Street, and East Street is proud of you."

"It's past." Fengli waved her hand very pretentiously. He collapsed her shoulders after half a second, and told the boss stutteringly, "I panicked when I found the abnormality of 402. When I went downstairs, I forgot not to make a big noise, so I stared down and ran down."

There were very few Xiangdong who didn't laugh at him, and his eyes showed a gentleness or two: "Well, then what?"
To be continued...