Inside, it was a little weird.
Huang Dan guessed that this is the skirt that Xia Wei is going to wear.
The sudden sound of the thud made Huang Dan startled. He watched Chen Shi slam the door of the wardrobe, and then ordered him to go out.
Huang Dan remained motionless, "Aren't you surprised?"
He calmly observed the boy in front of him, his height was so bad, he had to look up when he spoke, "Xia Wei has already prepared the clothes to wear today, she can't wait to go to the Chenghuang Temple to play, how could she kill herself? ? It's so contradictory."
Chen Shi put his hands on his pockets, "Zhang Shuran, have you told the police these words?"
Huang Dan shook his head.
Chen Shi sneered, "Why don't you say it? If you think it's weird, go tell the police and ask professional personnel to investigate."
"The police have already checked," Huang Dan said.
Chen Shi looked down condescendingly, "Then why are you still here bibi?"
"I think Xia Wei will understand better."
Huang Dan's voice lowered, "Have you heard of it? If a person has resentment when he dies, the ghost will stay in the world. If he can't seek justice, he will take revenge by himself. will be reincarnated."
Chen Shi heard a joke, "What are you talking about?"
Huang Dan suddenly looked behind Chen Shi.
Chen Shi's back was cold, he turned his head stiffly, there was nothing, and turned his head back in the next second, "Damn, did you do it on purpose?"
Huang Dan reached out and pointed, "Who is that?"
When Chen Shi turned his head again, he realized that the boy was looking at the painting on the wall behind him.
Xia Wei has posted a lot of sketch gouache in this room, some copied and some from life. There is no still life in the sketch, but all figures, most of them are human heads, some are half-length, and the only one with the whole body is pasted near the head of the bed. .
A large amount of blood was sprayed on the wall, and some paintings were splattered with blood, which looked a bit sinister, and the only full-body painting was of a girl.
That's Xia Wei.
To be precise, it is not the current Xia Wei, but the previous Xia Wei, who looks younger, about fourteen or fifteen years old.
In the painting, Xia Wei is wearing a dress with a pair of leather shoes on her feet. Her long hair falls on her shoulders, and she is holding a long-eared rabbit toy in her arms, like a little princess, but there is a small patch of blood in the middle of her face, very Like the mark pressed on the palm of the hand, the color is no longer bright red, but it is still creepy.
It may be that Xia Wei's face in the painting is very small, and his eyes are drawn very large, which looks very uncoordinated, as if he is staring at others.
Huang Dan remembered the scene of Xia Wei staring at the ceiling when he died.
And the skirt that Xia Wei was wearing was also dyed red. As for the long-eared rabbit toy, there were a few small blood clots on one ear and on the chest.
Huang Dan subconsciously moved to Chen Shi's side.
Chen Shi didn't seem to notice his small movements, and his attention was attracted by the painting, "This paper is yellowed, and Xia Wei in the painting is a little more tender, not her current age."
Huang Dan said, "There is a date in the lower left corner."
Chen Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, it was true, but they were all blurred, and he couldn't tell what month it was.
The room suddenly became dead silent.
Huang Dan looked back and forth, left and right, and accidentally met the mirror. He first saw Xia Wei hanging on the wall, and then his face, which was pale and frightened.
Even though he was not afraid of death, he was still very uncomfortable in such a place full of yin.
Chen Shi took out the cigarette case, "It's just a painting, it's not a big deal. I have my self-portrait posted at home, there are demonstration paintings drawn by the teacher, and there are also paintings by classmates, at least a dozen."
Huang Dan said, "But Xia Wei's face in the painting also has bloody handprints."
Chen Shi corrected, "Student Zhang, you can see clearly, it's not a handprint, it's blood splattered on it."
Huang Dan looks like a handprint.
Chen Shi threw a cigarette out of the cigarette case and lit it twice with two fingers between his fingers, "Wei, are you going?"
Huang Dan's eyes are still on the painting.
Chen Shi walked to the door without looking back, "You can continue to stay here. When you are tired, go to bed and sleep for a while. I guarantee that no one will disturb you."
Huang Dan immediately caught up with him.
Chen Shi kept walking and gave the boy a sideways look, "Isn't it not going?"
Huang Dan said frankly, "I'm a little scared."
Chen Shi snorted and smiled contemptuously, "I see."
The door was closed, and the smell of blood was trapped inside, including the whole body painting of Xia Wei.
Huang Dan looked at the blue sky and white clouds, the hairy feeling disappeared, his stomach was screaming and he was hungry, "Are you going to have lunch?"
Chen Shi walked in front, "I want to