"Shit!" Weidong threw the ticket on the ground and stepped on his feet, "can you tear it up and burn it?! Can you? "
Dr. Qin shook his head: "the consequence of the damage is to die in the real world. All the deaths are tragic and abnormal or painful."
Wei Dong bent down to pick up the ticket, and he gave a laugh, which made him despair and helpless.
Ke Xun put the ticket back in his pocket and looked up to Mu Yiran.
Then he found that the man was wearing a very elegant suit on his upper body and only a pair of boxer underpants.
Ke Xun: Before leaving the painting, he picked up people's trousers.
No wonder he was just staring at him with his eyes.
"Well," Kexun rushed over, "big man, I was wrong. You take off your clothes and block the first block. I'll call a taxi and stop at the back door. Then Dongzi and I will escort you to the car. Are you from this city? "
The shepherd continued to take him alive with his eyes.
"Not from this city? Well, you go to my house first. My house is very close to here. Put on my clothes first, will you? " Kexun winked at Weidong.
Wei Dong quickly nodded: "yes, yes, 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 all here. Ke'er lives by himself and there is no one else at home. It's very convenient to wash and change clothes in his house. We've been in the painting for such a long time, and we've been rubbing and rolling every day It's dirty. You look like a clean man. Can you bear to go home and wash it again
This is probably to say that Zhongmu Yi Ran's taboo point, as expected, frowned tightly and did not object.
With a sigh of relief, he looked at Dr. Qin: "what are your plans? How about going to my house first? "
Doctor Qin laughed and shook his head: "no, I think I'll go back first. My family is not from this city. Now I can buy tickets and get home before the evening. Don't say goodbye. After all, we will meet again soon. Take care."
Then he walked wearily and left the exhibition hall.
The pancake stall owner and Ma Zhenhua were still paralyzed on the ground, each of them smelling of urine.
"I said, boss, we'd better take a look at it now," Wei Dong came forward and took the pancake boss. "Go back and have a good rest. Don't do stupid things. This time, we are very lucky. Maybe we can escape safely next time. It's up to us, right? Go back now. "
The pancake stall owner, like a puppet, listens to what others say and leaves the exhibition hall in despair.
No one paid attention to the rest of Ma Zhenhua. Ke Xun pulled Mu Yiran's arm away and coldly took off his suit jacket and blocked it under him.
Ke Xun asked Wei Dong to go outside to call a car, and the three men left from the back door of the art museum.
As soon as he went out, he saw that it was raining in the sky. Wei Dong couldn't help feeling strange: "it's raining when we enter the painting. How come it's still raining? Master, has it been raining these days? "
The driver felt more strange than him: "brother, are you a stranger? It's been raining here for a while
"Ha?" Wei Dong was about to refute, but Ke Xun pressed him and shut up.
Kexun took out his mobile phone from his pocket and saw that the long lost signal returned. The date and time on the Internet clearly showed the time before they entered the painting.
Ke Xun asked Mu Yiran in a low voice: "is the time we pass into the painting not related to reality?"
Mu Yi Ran ignored him.
Kexun nodded clearly: "that is to say, no matter how long we stay in the painting, the time in the real world stays before entering the painting."
Then he took out the ticket in his pocket and looked at the time printed on it again.
The next time you start painting, it's 13 days later.
After selling the house left by his parents, Kexun bought a new house in a new residential area in the center of the city which had been built for less than two years.
Kexun lives on the top floor. The house is not small, but there are not many furniture. The biggest one is the double bed in the bedroom. The metal blue bed has three pieces. The quilt is not folded, and it is cluttered at the end of the bed.
Kexun took out a suit of clothes from the closet and handed it to Mu Yiran: "just make it, my clothes are casual and sports, no formal clothes."
He said, "I didn't have a cold look on my face."
"Do you want to take a bath before you change?" Kexun asked him.
Mu Yi Ran stopped and went to the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of slamming the bathroom door, Kexun scratched his head and stretched himself.
Looking around his simple and empty house, he felt that everything was still unreal.
In fact, from his childhood in an ordinary but beautiful family to a lonely orphan, he felt that his life was like walking into an unreal dream.
Everything in this dream is like the house he lives in now. It is pale, empty, monotonous and cold.Kexun laughed and turned his head into the kitchen.
After Mu Yi Ran washed out of the bathroom, he found that the half of his clothes hanging outside was missing, and even the boxer underwear was gone. His brow frowned, and his blue veins on his forehead were jumping wildly.
Forced to suppress his anger, he forced him to put on the clothes that Ke Xun had given him. His upper body was a white T-shirt, and his bottom was a pair of light gray trousers. It was comfortable and loose, and the length was just right. Just looking at the mirror, I felt a little uncomfortable.
Mu Yi Ran never wore this style of clothes. In the mirror, he felt like someone else. He was a little less self-made and sharp, and a little more Kirschner.
He combed his wet hair neatly with his fingers and looked at the mirror again.
I still think something is wrong.
Is it because this white T makes you look like a pure college student?
Mu Yi Ran let his eyes add a bit deep.
No, it's still wrong.
Frowning at myself in the mirror.
After a long time, I finally found the reason.
On the white T in the mirror, the black thunderbolt body is printed with a series of striking English words: HT ɔ ID a Ma I.
The small blue veins on the forehead cracked with a "pa" sound.
Mu Yi Ran, with a thick layer of frost on his face, walked out of the bathroom and looked across the empty living room. He saw nothing but a few lazy sofas whose style was exactly like their master, paralyzed on the white wood floor.
There were several noises coming from the kitchen. Mu Yi Ran walked through the glass door with a black titanium frame, and saw that Kexun was stirring something in the pot with his pocket in one hand and a spoon in the other.
This guy can cook?
As if he had noticed something, Ke Xun turned his head and was stunned for a moment. Then he laughed: it was so cute to wear such a young face with a dead iceberg face.
Seeing Mu Yi's bad look, Ke Xun changed his face and ran to open the door. People and animals laughed innocently: "are you hungry? I'll make a coconut curry fried rice. It'll be ready soon. You can have a rest first. The water in the water dispenser was changed yesterday. Don't worry about it. "
Seeing that Mu Yi Ran still showed him a dead face, Ke Xun thought and added, "if you don't like white water, there are instant coffee and bagged milk tea under the water dispenser, and coke and green tea in the refrigerator. It's really not good. When I go downstairs to buy you nutrition express line?"
Mu Yi Ran the blue veins on his forehead jumped up again.
Kexun looked at his words and expressions, and quickly reached out to close the glass door: "the kitchen is full of smoke. Go and sit in the living room."
"Clothes." A few words are cold in my mouth.
"Oh, I put the clothes you changed into my pocket. I'll take them to the dry cleaner's and wash them later. They've been in the paintings for several days. Wash them to get rid of bad luck." Ke Xun closed the door and went back to the stove and continued to stir the rice in the frying pan.
Mu Yi Ran didn't want to talk nonsense with him again and went to his bedroom.
Open the white into the wall cabinet, which is hung with clothes of various colors, flip through the styles, and sure enough, all are casual and relaxed, T-shirt, sweater and pants account for the majority.
Mu Yi Ran picked a white T with only one brand logo on his chest and replaced it. He hung this one on his body. He was about to close the cabinet door, but he saw dozens of photos on the inside wall of the cabinet.
After a glance, I can see that most of the photos have Kexun.
There are young publicity uninhibited him, there is a young young green and beautiful him, there is a childhood ignorant and lovely him.
Other people or his parents and family, or his friends and friends, or his cats and dogs, every picture is full of a strong breath of life, every picture is filled with a happy atmosphere of worry free.
And the house where he now lives is like two worlds.
Mu Yiran looked at the photos of Ke Xun's parents.
Kexun's appearance is a collection of all the strengths of his parents. He has bright eyebrows and clear outlines. He was lovely in his childhood, beautiful in his youth, and handsome in his youth.
It seems that in order to match this evaluation, Mu Yiran saw a picture of Ke Xun with a medal hanging on his chest. On the photo, a line of water pen wrote: "I am me, handsome enough to win the gold medal - Ke Xun topic".
“……” Mu Yi Ran closed his blinded eyes.
The moment before closing the cabinet door, unfortunately, I caught a glimpse of another picture of Kexun training in the squat style on horseback with a line of inscription: "the world is amazing, creating this handsome force -- Kexun question.".
When Ke dashai forced two plates of coconut curry fried rice out of the kitchen, he saw Mu Yi Ran standing in front of the French windows looking out.
The sky of the city is very beautiful. Above the gray three-dimensional clouds, there is a thin golden light. The rain is still falling, but there is a rainbow in the distance. The gray buildings of white buildings with high and low background under the filtering color of drizzle have a little fresh taste.
"The view is good," said Ke Xun, stretching his feet to hook out the low table behind the lazy man's sofa and put the rice on it. "I chose the high-rise here just to stand high and see far away. Come on, eat. " He took out two bottles of green tea from his armpit and put them on.
Mu Yi Ran turned to look at him.Kexun was afraid that he would continue to carry it, pointing to fried rice: "every grain is hard. If you don't eat it, I can only throw it all away."
Mu Yi Ran walked over without expression. As soon as his buttocks were next to the sofa surface, the whole person suddenly fell into a deep and defensive position. He directly changed from sitting position to supine position, which was full of Beijing paralysis.
Mu Yiran said: "it's just
Seeing that the old man's face began to freeze again, Ke Xun quickly laughed with a smile: "isn't it that I seldom visit foreigners here? As soon as my buddies enter the door, they are like suddenly suffering from high paraplegia. As soon as I can't lie down here, I can go to the toilet. I don't buy serious sand hair. You have to make do with it. It's just me. I don't sit on the sofa On the ground. "
Mu Yi Ran is tolerant again and again, good easy to sit on the sofa, gloomy face picked up the spoon in the bowl.
Shrimp, COD, scallop, green pepper, red pepper, with golden coconut curry juice, thick mixed with rice, color and flavor.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Ke Xun, sitting opposite, looked at him with a smile.
After a long time, Mu Yi Ran "um".
HT ɔ ID a ma I is an image in a mirror. The original sentence should be viewed in reverse (^ x ^)
"Shit!" Weidong threw the ticket on the ground and stepped on his feet, "can you tear it up and burn it?! Can you? "
Dr. Qin shook his head: "the consequence of the damage is to die in the real world. All the deaths are tragic and abnormal or painful."
Wei Dong bent down to pick up the ticket, and he gave a laugh, which made him despair and helpless.
Ke Xun put the ticket back in his pocket and looked up to Mu Yiran.
Then he found that the man was wearing a very elegant suit on his upper body and only a pair of boxer underpants.
Ke Xun: Before leaving the painting, he picked up people's trousers.
No wonder he was just staring at him with his eyes.
"Well," Kexun rushed over, "big man, I was wrong. You take off your clothes and block the first block. I'll call a taxi and stop at the back door. Then Dongzi and I will escort you to the car. Are you from this city? "
The shepherd continued to take him alive with his eyes.
"Not from this city? Well, you go to my house first. My house is very close to here. Put on my clothes first, will you? " Kexun winked at Weidong.
Wei Dong quickly nodded: "yes, yes, 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 all here. Ke'er lives by himself and there is no one else at home. It's very convenient to wash and change clothes in his house. We've been in the painting for such a long time, and we've been rubbing and rolling every day It's dirty. You look like a clean man. Can you bear to go home and wash it again
This is probably to say that Zhongmu Yi Ran's taboo point, as expected, frowned tightly and did not object.
With a sigh of relief, he looked at Dr. Qin: "what are your plans? How about going to my house first? "
Doctor Qin laughed and shook his head: "no, I think I'll go back first. My family is not from this city. Now I can buy tickets and get home before the evening. Don't say goodbye. After all, we will meet again soon. Take care."
Then he walked wearily and left the exhibition hall.
The pancake stall owner and Ma Zhenhua were still paralyzed on the ground, each of them smelling of urine.
"I said, boss, we'd better take a look at it now," Wei Dong came forward and took the pancake boss. "Go back and have a good rest. Don't do stupid things. This time, we are very lucky. Maybe we can escape safely next time. It's up to us, right? Go back now. "
The pancake stall owner, like a puppet, listens to what others say and leaves the exhibition hall in despair.
No one paid attention to the rest of Ma Zhenhua. Ke Xun pulled Mu Yiran's arm away and coldly took off his suit jacket and blocked it under him.
Ke Xun asked Wei Dong to go outside to call a car, and the three men left from the back door of the art museum.
As soon as he went out, he saw that it was raining in the sky. Wei Dong couldn't help feeling strange: "it's raining when we enter the painting. How come it's still raining? Master, has it been raining these days? "
The driver felt more strange than him: "brother, are you a stranger? It's been raining here for a while
"Ha?" Wei Dong was about to refute, but Ke Xun pressed him and shut up.
Kexun took out his mobile phone from his pocket and saw that the long lost signal returned. The date and time on the Internet clearly showed the time before they entered the painting.
Ke Xun asked Mu Yiran in a low voice: "is the time we pass into the painting not related to reality?"
Mu Yi Ran ignored him.
Kexun nodded clearly: "that is to say, no matter how long we stay in the painting, the time in the real world stays before entering the painting."
Then he took out the ticket in his pocket and looked at the time printed on it again.
The next time you start painting, it's 13 days later.
After selling the house left by his parents, Kexun bought a new house in a new residential area in the center of the city which had been built for less than two years.
Kexun lives on the top floor. The house is not small, but there are not many furniture. The biggest one is the double bed in the bedroom. The metal blue bed has three pieces. The quilt is not folded, and it is cluttered at the end of the bed.
Kexun took out a suit of clothes from the closet and handed it to Mu Yiran: "just make it, my clothes are casual and sports, no formal clothes."
He said, "I didn't have a cold look on my face."
"Do you want to take a bath before you change?" Kexun asked him.
Mu Yi Ran stopped and went to the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of slamming the bathroom door, Kexun scratched his head and stretched himself.
Looking around his simple and empty house, he felt that everything was still unreal.
In fact, from his childhood in an ordinary but beautiful family to a lonely orphan, he felt that his life was like walking into an unreal dream.
Everything in this dream is like the house he lives in now. It is pale, empty, monotonous and cold.Kexun laughed and turned his head into the kitchen.
After Mu Yi Ran washed out of the bathroom, he found that the half of his clothes hanging outside was missing, and even the boxer underwear was gone. His brow frowned, and his blue veins on his forehead were jumping wildly.
Forced to suppress his anger, he forced him to put on the clothes that Ke Xun had given him. His upper body was a white T-shirt, and his bottom was a pair of light gray trousers. It was comfortable and loose, and the length was just right. Just looking at the mirror, I felt a little uncomfortable.
Mu Yi Ran never wore this style of clothes. In the mirror, he felt like someone else. He was a little less self-made and sharp, and a little more Kirschner.
He combed his wet hair neatly with his fingers and looked at the mirror again.
I still think something is wrong.
Is it because this white T makes you look like a pure college student?
Mu Yi Ran let his eyes add a bit deep.
No, it's still wrong.
Frowning at myself in the mirror.
After a long time, I finally found the reason.
On the white T in the mirror, the black thunderbolt body is printed with a series of striking English words: HT ɔ ID a Ma I.
The small blue veins on the forehead cracked with a "pa" sound.
Mu Yi Ran, with a thick layer of frost on his face, walked out of the bathroom and looked across the empty living room. He saw nothing but a few lazy sofas whose style was exactly like their master, paralyzed on the white wood floor.
There were several noises coming from the kitchen. Mu Yi Ran walked through the glass door with a black titanium frame, and saw that Kexun was stirring something in the pot with his pocket in one hand and a spoon in the other.
This guy can cook?
As if he had noticed something, Ke Xun turned his head and was stunned for a moment. Then he laughed: it was so cute to wear such a young face with a dead iceberg face.
Seeing Mu Yi's bad look, Ke Xun changed his face and ran to open the door. People and animals laughed innocently: "are you hungry? I'll make a coconut curry fried rice. It'll be ready soon. You can have a rest first. The water in the water dispenser was changed yesterday. Don't worry about it. "
Seeing that Mu Yi Ran still showed him a dead face, Ke Xun thought and added, "if you don't like white water, there are instant coffee and bagged milk tea under the water dispenser, and coke and green tea in the refrigerator. It's really not good. When I go downstairs to buy you nutrition express line?"
Mu Yi Ran the blue veins on his forehead jumped up again.
Kexun looked at his words and expressions, and quickly reached out to close the glass door: "the kitchen is full of smoke. Go and sit in the living room."
"Clothes." A few words are cold in my mouth.
"Oh, I put the clothes you changed into my pocket. I'll take them to the dry cleaner's and wash them later. They've been in the paintings for several days. Wash them to get rid of bad luck." Ke Xun closed the door and went back to the stove and continued to stir the rice in the frying pan.
Mu Yi Ran didn't want to talk nonsense with him again and went to his bedroom.
Open the white into the wall cabinet, which is hung with clothes of various colors, flip through the styles, and sure enough, all are casual and relaxed, T-shirt, sweater and pants account for the majority.
Mu Yi Ran picked a white T with only one brand logo on his chest and replaced it. He hung this one on his body. He was about to close the cabinet door, but he saw dozens of photos on the inside wall of the cabinet.
After a glance, I can see that most of the photos have Kexun.
There are young publicity uninhibited him, there is a young young green and beautiful him, there is a childhood ignorant and lovely him.
Other people or his parents and family, or his friends and friends, or his cats and dogs, every picture is full of a strong breath of life, every picture is filled with a happy atmosphere of worry free.
And the house where he now lives is like two worlds.
Mu Yiran looked at the photos of Ke Xun's parents.
Kexun's appearance is a collection of all the strengths of his parents. He has bright eyebrows and clear outlines. He was lovely in his childhood, beautiful in his youth, and handsome in his youth.
It seems that in order to match this evaluation, Mu Yiran saw a picture of Ke Xun with a medal hanging on his chest. On the photo, a line of water pen wrote: "I am me, handsome enough to win the gold medal - Ke Xun topic".
“……” Mu Yi Ran closed his blinded eyes.
The moment before closing the cabinet door, unfortunately, I caught a glimpse of another picture of Kexun training in the squat style on horseback with a line of inscription: "the world is amazing, creating this handsome force -- Kexun question.".
When Ke dashai forced two plates of coconut curry fried rice out of the kitchen, he saw Mu Yi Ran standing in front of the French windows looking out.
The sky of the city is very beautiful. Above the gray three-dimensional clouds, there is a thin golden light. The rain is still falling, but there is a rainbow in the distance. The gray buildings of white buildings with high and low background under the filtering color of drizzle have a little fresh taste.
"The view is good," said Ke Xun, stretching his feet to hook out the low table behind the lazy man's sofa and put the rice on it. "I chose the high-rise here just to stand high and see far away. Come on, eat. " He took out two bottles of green tea from his armpit and put them on.
Mu Yi Ran turned to look at him.Kexun was afraid that he would continue to carry it, pointing to fried rice: "every grain is hard. If you don't eat it, I can only throw it all away."
Mu Yi Ran walked over without expression. As soon as his buttocks were next to the sofa surface, the whole person suddenly fell into a deep and defensive position. He directly changed from sitting position to supine position, which was full of Beijing paralysis.
Mu Yiran said: "it's just
Seeing that the old man's face began to freeze again, Ke Xun quickly laughed with a smile: "isn't it that I seldom visit foreigners here? As soon as my buddies enter the door, they are like suddenly suffering from high paraplegia. As soon as I can't lie down here, I can go to the toilet. I don't buy serious sand hair. You have to make do with it. It's just me. I don't sit on the sofa On the ground. "
Mu Yi Ran is tolerant again and again, good easy to sit on the sofa, gloomy face picked up the spoon in the bowl.
Shrimp, COD, scallop, green pepper, red pepper, with golden coconut curry juice, thick mixed with rice, color and flavor.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Ke Xun, sitting opposite, looked at him with a smile.
After a long time, Mu Yi Ran "um".
HT ɔ ID a ma I is an image in a mirror. The original sentence should be viewed in reverse (^ x ^)
