"Damn it!" Wei Dong threw the ticket on the ground and stepped on it hard, "Can you tear it up and burn it?! Can you?!"
Dr. Qin shook his head: "The consequence of the damage is death in the real world, and the state of death is all tragic or unbearable."
Wei Dong bent down to pick up the ticket, and laughed "hehe", completely out of despair and helplessness.
Ke Xun put the ticket back in his pocket and looked up at Mu Yiran.
Then I found that the big guy was wearing a neat and elegant suit on the upper body and only a pair of boxer briefs on the lower body.
Ke Xun: "..." Before leaving the painting, he took off his pants.
No wonder he glared at him just now with the eyes that wanted to swallow him alive.
"Cough," Ke Xun hurried over, "I'm wrong, boss. You take off your clothes first to block the block, I'll call a taxi and park at the back door, and then Dongzi and I will escort you to the car. Is it from this city?"
Big Brother Mu continued to devour him alive with his eyes.
"Isn't it from this city? Then, go to my house first. My house is very close to here. Put on my clothes first, okay?" Ke Xun said and gave Wei Dong a wink.
Wei Dong nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, boss, you can't go to the hotel directly like this, there are people everywhere, it's not convenient to go to my house, my parents are there, Ke Er lives by himself, there is no one else at home, I'm not afraid of being seen, and it's convenient to do whatever you want... Cough, I mean, it's very convenient to take a shower, change clothes, etc. We stay in the painting for so long, scrambling every day, Your body is completely dirty, you look like a person who loves cleanliness, can it be that you can endure the need to go home and wash it?"
This is probably to say that Zhongmu Yi Ran has a taboo, and he frowned, but he didn't say anything against it.
Ke Xun breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Dr. Qin: "What's your plan? Why don't you go to my house first?"
Dr. Qin smiled and shook his head: "No, I want to go back first, my home is not from this city, and now I have time to buy a ticket and get home before night, so let's leave it alone, after all, it won't be long before we will be there again. See you, take care."
Saying that, he walked out of the exhibition hall in a weary manner.
The owner of the pancake stall and Ma Zhenhua were still paralyzed on the ground, and they both smelled of urine.
"I said boss, let's keep an eye on things now," Wei Dong stepped forward and pulled up the pancake boss, "Go back and take a good rest, don't do stupid things, this time we have a big fate, maybe You can escape safely this time, right? Hurry up and go back."
The owner of the pancake stall was like a puppet, listening to what others said, and left the exhibition hall in despair.
The rest of Ma Zhenhua ignored him, Ke Xun went to pull Mu Yi Ran's arm, he shook it off, coldly took off his suit jacket and covered it under him.
Ke Xun asked Wei Dong to go outside to call a car, and the three of them left the back door of the art museum in secret.
As soon as he went out and saw it was raining in the sky, Wei Dong couldn't help but feel strange: "It was raining when we entered the painting, why is it still raining when we left the painting? Master, has it been raining all these days?"
The driver was even stranger than him: "Dude, are you a foreigner? It's raining here today for a while now."
"Huh?" Wei Dong was about to refute, when Ke Xun reached out his hand and pressed it, and quickly shut up.
Ke Xun took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and saw that the long-disappeared signal had returned. The date and time of the Internet connection on it clearly showed the time before the two entered the painting.
Ke Xun asked Mu Yiran in a low voice, "Is the time we enter into the painting not related to reality?"
Mu Yiran ignored him.
Ke Xun nodded clearly: "That is to say, no matter how long we stay in the painting, the time in the real world stops before entering the painting."
Saying that, he took out the ticket in his pocket and looked at the time printed on it again.
The next time to enter the painting will be in 13 days.
The place where Ke Xun lived was a new house he bought in a new residential area in the city center that had been built for less than two years after he sold the house left by his parents.
Ke Xun lived on the top floor. The house was not small, but there was not much furniture. The biggest piece was the double bed in the bedroom, a three-piece set of metallic blue beds.
Ke Xun took out his own set of clothes from the closet and handed it to Mu Yiran: "Let's make do with it, mine are all casual and sporty, not formal."
Fortunately, Mu Yiran didn't show any contempt, took the clothes expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Go out."
"Would you like to take a shower before changing clothes?" Ke Xun asked him.
Mu Yi paused, and as expected, went to the bathroom first.
Hearing the sound of the bathroom door closing with a "bang", Ke Xun scratched his head and stretched up to the sky.
Looking around his empty and simple house, Ke Xun felt that everything still seemed unreal.
In fact, since he changed from a child of an ordinary but beautiful family to a lonely orphan, he felt that his life had entered an unreal dream.
Everything in this dream is like the house where he lives now, pale and empty, monotonous and cold.
Ke Xun smiled and turned to enter the kitchen.
After Mu Yiran washed out of the bathroom, he found that the half of his clothes hanging outside was gone, not even the boxer panties. He frowned, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped wildly.
Suppressing his anger, he reluctantly put on the clothes that Ke Xun gave him first. The upper body was a white T-shirt and the bottom was a pair of light gray sweatpants. It was comfortable and loose to wear, and the length was just right. I just looked in the mirror and felt a little uncomfortable. .
Mu Yiran never wears this style of clothes. In the mirror, he feels like someone else, a little less self-control and sharp for no reason, and a little more loose.
Combing the wet hair neatly with her fingers, Mu Yiran glanced at the mirror a few times.
Still feel something is wrong.
Is it because this white T makes him look like a pure college student
Mu Yiran made his gaze a little deeper.
No, it's still not right.
He frowned and stared at himself in the mirror.
After a long time, I finally found the root cause.
On the white T in the mirror, the black thunderbolt is printed with a string of deafening English words: HT?id A mA I.
The small blue veins on the forehead made a cracking sound.
Mu Yiran walked out of the bathroom with a thick layer of frost on her face. She glanced at the empty living room and saw nothing but a few lazy sofas that were paralyzed on the white wooden floor like their owners.
There were a few noises in the kitchen, Mu Yiran walked over, and across the black titanium framed glass door, saw Ke Xun stirring something in the pot with one hand in his pocket and the other with a spoon.
Does this guy still cook
Seemingly aware of it, Ke Xun turned his head and was stunned for a moment, then smiled: Dressed so youthfully with a dead iceberg face is too cute.
Seeing Mu Yiran's unpleasant expression, Ke Xun put on a serious face very aware of current affairs, ran over to open the door, and smiled harmlessly: "Are you hungry? I'll make a coconut curry fried rice, it'll be ready soon, you first Take a break, the water in the water dispenser was freshly changed yesterday, so you can drink it with confidence."
Seeing that Mu Yiran still showed him a dead face, Ke Xun thought about it and added: "If you don't like drinking water, there are instant coffee and bagged milk tea under the water dispenser, and Coke and green tea in the refrigerator. No, wait, I'll go downstairs to the convenience store to buy you the Nutrition Express?"
Mu Yiran jumped up again with blue veins on his forehead.
Ke Xun observed his words, and hurriedly reached out to close the glass door: "The kitchen is so smoky, you can go and sit in the living room."
"Clothes." Mu Yiran squeezed out a few words coldly between her teeth.
"Oh, I put the clothes you changed into in my pocket. I'll take them to the dry cleaners for a while. They've been worn in paintings for several days. Wash them away to get rid of bad luck." Ke Xun closed the door and walked back to the stove. Continue to stir fry the rice in the pan.
Mu Yiran didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, and turned around and went to his bedroom.
Open the white closet, and there are clothes of various colors hanging inside. After looking through the styles, they are all casual and relaxed styles, with T-shirts, sweaters, and sweatpants being the majority.
Mu Yiran picked out a white T with only a brand logo on the chest and put it on again, hung it on the body, and was about to close the cabinet door, but saw a dozen photos sticking crookedly on the inner wall of the cabinet.
Taking a glance, I saw that most of the photos had Ke Xun.
There was him who was arrogant and unruly when he was young, he was young and handsome when he was young, and there was him who was ignorant and cute when he was young.
Others are his parents and family members, or his friends and partners, or his cats and dogs. Every photo is full of a strong breath of life, and every picture is filled with a carefree and happy atmosphere. .
The house where he lives now is completely different from the world.
Mu Yiran took a second look at the photo of Ke Xun's parents.
Ke Xun's appearance is a collection of all the strengths of his parents, with bright eyebrows and clear outlines, cute in childhood, handsome in youth, handsome in youth.
As if to cooperate with this evaluation, Mu Yiran saw a picture of Ke Xun with a medal on his chest smirking, with a line of ink writing: "I am me, the guy who is handsome enough to win the gold medal - Ke Xun".
"..." Mu Yiran closed his blinded eyes.
The moment before he was about to close the cabinet door, he unfortunately caught a glimpse of a line of inscriptions on another photo of Ke Xun training in a horse-riding squatting style: The world is amazing.
When Dashuai Ke came out of the kitchen with two plates of coconut milk curry fried rice, he saw Mu Yiran standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looking out.
The sky in the city is very overcast. Above the gray three-dimensional clouds, there is a thin golden light. The rain is still falling, but a rainbow has already appeared in the distance. , quite a little fresh taste.
"The view is good," Ke Xun stretched out his feet, hooked out the low table behind the lazy sofa, and put the food on it, "I just chose the high-rise here in order to stand tall and see far away. Come on, Eat." He took out two bottles of green tea from his armpits and put them on them.
Mu Yiran turned to look at him.
Ke Xun was afraid that he would continue to hold it, and pointed at the fried rice: "Every grain is hard work, if you don't eat it, I can only throw it all away."
Mu Yiran came over with an expressionless face, and just as his butt was touching the sofa, the whole person fell into it unexpectedly, and changed directly from a sitting position to a back-up position, with a perfect score of Beijing paralysis.
Mu Yiran: "..."
Seeing that the big guy's face started to freeze again, Ke Xun hurriedly laughed with him: "Isn't it true that I rarely come to foreigners here, and when my buddies enter the door, they all look like they are suddenly suffering from high-level paraplegia, and I hate it when they come here. If you can't lie down, you can use the toilet, I didn't buy a serious sofa, you always make do with it, it's usually just me, I don't sit on the sofa, I just sit on the ground."
Mu Yi Ran endured again and again, managed to sit firmly on the sofa, and picked up the spoon in the bowl with a gloomy face.
Shrimp, cod, scallops, green peppers, red peppers, with golden coconut curry sauce, thickly mixed with rice, full of color and flavor.
"How is it, is it delicious?" Ke Xun, who was sitting across from him, squinted at him with a smile.
After a long time, Mu Yiran made a sound of "um".
The author has something to say:
HT id A mA I is the image in the mirror, the original sentence should be read in reverse (^x^)