you look a little handsome

Chapter 72

Qin Qianqian followed Luo Weiwei, and the three of them went upstairs together.

She noticed the way Fan Yihang looked at her, as if she was the extra one. Thinking of this, Qin Qianqian secretly bit her lower lip, and unconsciously grabbed the hem of her skirt.

"This room." Fan Yihang opened the door of the room. This was originally his study room, but he was used to doing homework in his own room, so he rarely used it.

Before Luo Weiwei came over, he was ordering Fang Haifan to help him tidy up this room.

But he didn't expect that Luo Weiwei would bring Qin Qianqian over, so there were only two chairs in the room, one was his and the other was Luo Weiwei's.

but now……

"You can write here." Fan Yihang pointed to the inside, and stood by the door without continuing to go in.

Qin Qianqian asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to write with us?"

"I'm done writing, I'll go see if there's anything I can help in the backyard." After leaving this sentence, Fan Yihang walked away with his face a little pale, giving people a more alienated feeling than usual.

As soon as the door was closed, before Luo Weiwei could put the book down by her sleeve, Qin Qianqian grabbed her.

"Luo Weiwei, what on earth did you do after you left the house in the morning? Why do even the guests of Fan Yihang's house know you? Also, Fan Yihang is so nice, why did he suddenly ask us to come to his house to do homework? You and him... ..."

"Qin Qianqian, are you done?" Luo Weiwei interrupted her, and pulled back her sleeve with all her strength: "I remember that our relationship is not so good that I have to tell you why I go out, right?"

"you……"

"If you insist on asking, then I can only say it's a coincidence. Believe it or not, it's a coincidence that his guest knew me. It was an accident that Fan Yihang asked me to come to his house to do homework. As for the specifics, I haven't explained to you. necessary."

She said, carrying her schoolbag and sitting on the right side of the desk, and took out the books one by one from the schoolbag.

"Luo Weiwei, I just want to ask you a question." Qin Qianqian walked up, put the schoolbag to the left, looked at her and asked, "Did Fan Yihang invite you to his home to do homework?"

Luo Weiwei was sorting out her homework, but when she heard this, she raised her eyelids and said nothing.

Just as she was about to speak, Qin Qianqian spoke first: "I know now that you have no interest in Fan Yihang, and you have no intention of obstructing me from being with him, but I don't need you to pity me. The person I like, I will Through my own way, I don’t need to rely on your handouts!”

Qin Qianqian's words were so convincing that Luo Weiwei thought that Qin Qianqian would leave with her schoolbag in the next second.

As a result, Qin Qianqian sat down on the chair in the next second, and took the book out of the bag calmly.

Luo Weiwei:
Did you agree that you don't need to rely on her for charity?At this time, shouldn't you just shake your hands and leave?
Of course, Luo Weiwei still held back these words and didn't say them out, after all, it's too embarrassing to quarrel in someone else's house.

Luo Weiwei shook her head, took out a book of Chinese homework and started to do it.

Among all the homework, she will take the initiative to write only the Chinese homework.

But unlike Luo Weiwei who took the lead in choosing to do Chinese homework, Qin Qianqian took out her math homework book and stood up holding a pen.

"I go out for a while."

Luo Weiwei could guess what Qin Qianqian was doing with her toes. She raised her eyelids, said "oh", then lowered her head and continued to do her homework.

After Qin Qianqian left, the room suddenly became quiet.

The cool wind blew the white curtains. Luo Weiwei had just finished writing a question, and when she looked up, she saw the white curtains floating there like a ghost.

Her mind involuntarily recalled the terrifying scene she saw that night: the incense candle reflected Fan Yihang's indifferent face, and the flame swayed left and right with the air current, casting weird shadows on the wall behind.

"hiss--"

On a hot day, Luo Weiwei shivered a bit, and gasped.

There was no sound outside, and the wind seemed to have stopped.

Luo Weiwei rolled her eyes and looked around, regretting coming to Fan's house just for a mere taekwondo class.

Others need money to learn Taekwondo, but her mother's learning Taekwondo is terrible!She got so close to Fan Yihang in recent days, she almost forgot how terrifying Fan Yihang is!
I was almost confused by Fan Yihang!

Luo Weiwei's head was covered with cold sweat, and she always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at her from a certain direction.

She stood up from the chair with a pale face, walked out of the room with stiff limbs, and did not forget to put her homework in her schoolbag before leaving.

Yes, she is leaving!
Dog life matters!

It was probably because the air conditioner was turned on in the room. As soon as Luo Weiwei walked out of the room, she felt a rush of heat. Her originally cold limbs gradually warmed up. She then recovered in one breath, held on to the railing and took a few deep breaths, feeling like she was alive again.

There was a voice coming from downstairs, Luo Weiwei listened for a while, it was old man Fan's voice.

Just as she was about to go downstairs, she passed a room with a closed door, and a smell of incense ash wafted from it.

Because the door was closed, the smell was not strong, but because her nose was more sensitive, she immediately caught the smell that was not unfamiliar to her and made her spine shiver.

Reason told her to leave quickly, but her two feet stopped in front of the door uncontrollably.

She seemed to be bewitched, but she was actually driven by curiosity to turn around and look at the closed dark red door.

The voices downstairs continued, and Luo Weiwei could vaguely hear what they were saying, "x=1 is the closest to the axis of symmetry".

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her whole body was tense, and she watched her sinful hand reach for the doorknob...

There are two villains in my heart, one wants the door to be locked, and the other...

"Click", the door opened.

The strong smell of incense rushed towards the face, casting a yellowish light.

Once Pandora's Box is opened, it cannot be stopped, Luo Weiwei pushed the door and walked in.

The light in the empty room is dim. On the front of the brown-red Eight Immortals table is a bowl lamp filled with kerosene, behind it is a Jiufen fruit plate, and at the back of the Eight Immortals table are photo frames of a man and a woman, each with a white flower attached to it.

It is a posthumous photo.

Moreover, it is a posthumous photo of two people who are not too old, and it seems that because the death is so sudden, even the posthumous photo looks like an enlarged ID photo.

Luo Weiwei stepped over the two futons on the ground and stared blankly at the two posthumous photos. The group photo in the photo frame that she had seen during the day flashed through her mind. coincide.

Luo Weiwei opened her mouth slightly, her face full of shock.

This is... Fan Yihang's parents?

There was a strong smell of incense ash in the air, but she was not afraid at all, and the emotion called "self-blame" welled up in her heart.

The scene in front of her answered all the things that made her fear day and night and even couldn't figure it out.

(End of this chapter)