There were two men in the corner holding their mouths and gnawing their mouths, two tongues sticking out, and the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard from far away.
Qi Feng has lived to this age, and he has never seen any monsters or ghosts. It is not the first time he has seen such a thing. In the past, he would walk away regardless of himself. This time, he did not leave, but found a place to watch.
Afterwards, the teenager hugged the middle-aged man and kissed him goodbye. He tucked the money into his wallet, "Is it cool to see others? Would you like to try it yourself?"
No response.
The boy hummed, he smelled the smoke and walked over, and when he saw the man's appearance, the expression on his face immediately changed.
He has a slap-faced face and clear eyes, but the words in his mouth are full of a skilled sāo taste, "Uncle, you fuck me, I won't charge you."
Qi Feng held the cigarette in one hand and took the other hand out of his pocket.
The young man's breath suddenly hurried, he leaned up, and slightly parted his red lips with the taste of middle-aged people, "Uncle, what are you doing, your hands are so rough, I'm hǎoshuǎng."
Another uninformed person heard this sentence and didn't know where it was touched.
It's actually just a face.
In the end, he was in this line of work. The young man was very willing to expose his own advantages. His shirt had a low neckline, a beautiful collarbone that was very attractive, a very thin waist, and even length of sleeves on both legs.
Suddenly, a pair of red eyes popped out of Qi Feng's mind, and a suppressed crying voice said, "Take it easy, I hurt." The stinging pain of his sun piercing immediately pushed the boy away. .
The young man was caught off guard, and was pushed and fell to the ground, "Damn, what are you doing?!"
He looked up and saw the man rubbing his brows and rubbing his hands, as much disgust as he wanted, and he immediately had a shit-eating expression on his face, "Uncle, you..."
Qi Feng turned around and left.
It's not an illusion. When facing that young man, his mind really became dirty.
I'm going to find a man to try it out and see what's going on with me. Who knows, it's disgusting to touch my face. This doesn't look like gay love, what is that
When Qi Feng came back, he was in the rain.
For a long time, he wiped the rain on his face, and felt that he had lived for more than 30 years and was normal for more than 30 years, and now he wants it.
"It's... "
Qi Feng said to himself, the voice was swallowed up by the rain, leaving only an afterimage.
He walked back and forth in the rain, trying to sort things out, but he didn't know when to start doing it.
He slapped himself, and Qi Feng finally calmed down. His face was covered in rain, and it was the first time that the confused feeling appeared on his face.
Qi Feng hadn't appeared in the store for several days, and Huang Dan knew that he was hiding from him.
Knowing and knowing, Huang Dan did not go to him, just like every time before, give him enough time to face his heart.
Zhou Yang was only eighteen years old, and his daily necessities were full of traces of youth and youth. After his death, those things were still stacked in their original positions.
Zhou's father and Zhou's mother came to the dormitory to sort out the same thing, ready to pack it up and take it away.
Mother Zhou snorted and called to her wife to say that her son did not fold clothes like this, "Look at how these trousers are folded, it is impossible for my son to fold like this."
Zhou's father thought that she was too sad, not very good, and remembered it wrong.
In some things, men and women are very different.
Mother Zhou observed carefully. She didn't think so much. She thought that after her son died, someone turned over his son's things. The folding method of these clothes was the best proof. She also asked Qi Feng to ask who did it.
Qi Feng asked, but everyone in the dormitory denied it, saying that they had never done it.
"Who would touch those things if they're okay?"
"That's right, Auntie, you made a mistake."
Zhou's mother was very emotional, "I have asked about the big and small matters of my family's Yangyang, how can I make a mistake, I can't make a mistake, this must be someone of you who has touched Yangyang's things, and is afraid of being discovered. reduction."
"But that person didn't know that Yangyang had a little habit of folding clothes. He would fold from the middle instead of top and bottom."
Her eyes were red, "The person who touched Yangyang's things is the murderer!"
Qi Feng frowned and comforted Zhou's mother with Zhou's father.
There are so many people talking about it, and it spreads from the mouths of the workers.
The small shop is a good place. As long as Huang Dan is there, someone comes to eat instant noodles and drink a beer, and anything new will reach his ears.
Huang Dan fell into deep thought when he got the news.
The mother can't get it wrong about the details of her son's life. Zhou Yang may have what the murderer wanted.
That thing would expose the murderer.