did you lie today

There were footsteps coming from the second floor, and her stepmother Liu Cuifang came down wrapped in thick pajamas and kicked the door: "It's midnight, you don't sleep, what are you screaming? Are you dying? Ah?!"

There was no movement inside.

Liu Cuifang was woken up in the middle of the night. She was so angry that she kicked her again before going upstairs to sleep.

As soon as the sky dawned, there was a knock on the door downstairs and Liu Cuifang heard it. She went downstairs cursing, and when she saw the young man at the door, the expression on her face that was about to murder and set fire froze.

Gu Changan wears contact lenses, a flowing wig on his head, and the ends of his hair are vainly touching his shoulders. He looks like an artist with a strong artistic atmosphere. He smiles: "Hello, Auntie, I'm Zhang Long friend."

The fire sprayed from Liu Cuifang's body disappeared at some point, she looked at the young man up and down: "He's from out of town, right?"

"Well, yes." While Gu Changan was speaking, he changed the gift bag in his left hand to his right hand. This action was an obvious reminder that I brought you a lot of things.

Liu Cuifang saw it, and hurriedly opened the door: "Come in, come in."

Gu Changan stepped over the threshold and walked in.

Behind the messy yard is a small two-story building, built of red bricks without plastering, which looks a bit out of place in the surrounding whiteness.

Liu Cuifang went to kick the door, stretched her foot in the air, thought of something, paused, put it back, and shouted, "Zhang Long, are you up yet? Your friend is watching you."

There was no sound in the room.

Liu Cuifang was about to curse subconsciously, when a voice came from the left, "Auntie, the door doesn't seem to be locked."

She twisted it with her hands, and it really opened.

The inside of the house was even dirtier than the outside, and a stench that challenged people's limit came out of the door. Household garbage was thrown everywhere, and there was urine on the ground, exuding an unpleasant smell.

Zhang Long was lying on the ground in thin clothes and pants, his eyes were closed, his face and lips were blue.

Gu Changan looked away from Zhang Long, and quickly scanned the whole room, without any signs of being damaged by external force.

Liu Cuifang trotted in, and she opened her throat with a look of panic: "Zhang Long, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Changan squatted down to check: "I just passed out."

Liu Cuifang patted her heaving chest: "It's okay, it's okay, otherwise I really don't know how to face Zhang Long's dead father."

Gu Chang'an's peripheral vision flitted across the woman's face imperceptibly, and he did not miss the indifference and disgust behind her concern.

Zhang Long woke up and ran outside, Liu Cuifang shouted from behind: "Come back! I haven't had breakfast yet!"

While speaking, Zhang Long had already run out.

Liu Cuifang turned her head and said to the young man, "Zhang Long has been like this for the past few days."

Gu Changan asked, "What happened to him?"

Liu Cuifang's words were similar to what Gu Changan heard from the old man, Zhang Long suddenly went crazy.

Gu Chang'an has always believed in two sayings, one is that the grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner;

Liu Cuifang patted the dust on the padded jacket: "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet, what's your name?"

Gu Changan smiled and said, "Auntie can just call me Xiao Gu."

Liu Cuifang's old face was full of wrinkles, she also laughed, and asked politely: "Then Xiao Gu, have you eaten? If not, let's eat together."

Gu Changan said that he had eaten.

After sitting for a while, Gu Changan took a rough look at the living room, his eyes swept over the messy shoes in the corner, and he asked casually, "Auntie, did Zhang Long really lose the shoes?"

Liu Cuifang said, "I lost a pair of shoes."

Gu Changan asked calmly, "What shoes did you lose?"

Liu Cuifang drank two mouthfuls of porridge: "It's a pair of sneakers."

sneakers?Gu Changan looked over inquiringly: "Can I find it?"

Liu Cuifang's tone was firm: "I can't find it."

Seemingly feeling inappropriate, she smoothed things over for herself in the next moment: "I mean, only Zhang Long knows where I lost my shoe. He is so crazy, he doesn't say anything when he asks, and no one can do anything about it."

Gu Changan said in a low voice, "Then why does he keep looking for shoes? It's not a big deal to lose a pair of shoes."

Liu Cuifang said she didn't know: "He went crazy when he was fine, no one knows how it happened."

"Could it be bewitched?" Gu Changan frowned and said, "I heard from the older generation that when they touch dirty things, they will lose their minds and talk crazy, Zhang Long's situation..."

"Bam—"

Liu Cuifang put the chopsticks on the table.

Gu Changan stood up and said with apologetic face: "Auntie, I just said it casually, if there is anything that makes you uncomfortable, please forgive me."

Liu Cuifang's face softened: "The living should speak human words, and the dead speak nonsense, so don't talk nonsense."

Gu Chang'an said yes, but sneered in his heart, he couldn't tell if he was a ghost or not, he had to peel off that layer of skin.

Not long after, a young man about the age of Zhang Long came to the door. In the freezing weather, he wore a leather jacket, which was still open, with a skull T-shirt inside and a string of thick chains hanging from his trousers. No sound, no shape.

"Aunt Liu, who is this person?"

"Zhang Long is a friend." Liu Cuifang tidied up the bowls and chopsticks: "Xiao Fei, you can chat with someone, I'll get some food from the vegetable field behind."

Qian Fei chewed betel nuts and smiled: "Aunt Liu, go ahead, the floor is slippery, slow down."

Gu Chang'an's eyes narrowed. The kid looked at Zhang Long's stepmother in the wrong way, and he clearly meant - thinking about the day.

The other party is either ignorant or acquiescing.

Qian Fei put one leg on the bench, and bent down to look at the strange young man carelessly: "I'm Zhang Longfa, and I grew up wearing crotch pants together. Why didn't I hear him mention you?"

Gu Changan habitually stretched out an index finger to push the eyes on the bridge of the nose, remembering that he was wearing an invisible one today, so he immediately scratched his nose instead.

"Hey, I'm talking to you."

Qian Fei patted his palm, "Don't think Zhang Long is crazy, just thinking of coming here to cheat!"

Gu Changan motioned him to look at the rags and rags of the room: "What can I cheat?"

Qian Fei spat out the betel nuts on the ground and grabbed the young man by the collar: "When I entered the door, I disliked you and said, what do you want to do?"

Gu Changan let his collar be pulled, as long as the wig is safe, he doesn't care.

"I'm a street painter. I just paint wherever I go. I met Zhang Long by chance. If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhang Long."

Qian Fei spat and spit: "Fuck, do you think I'm an idiot? Zhang Long is crazy now, why don't you ask?"

The corners of Gu Chang'an's eyes twitched, and he resisted the urge to find a tissue to wipe his face: "I heard from my aunt about his situation. He must have suffered some kind of stimulation and suddenly lost his mind. There will always be times when he will be sober."

"impossible……"

The conversation stopped abruptly, Qian Fei's face twisted for a moment, then turned back, and changed the subject abruptly: "Didn't you say that you are a painter? Show me your hands."

Gu Changan didn't ask why it was impossible, he looked around, took a ballpoint pen from the coffee table, and drew on the cardboard in the corner.

Apart from cooking, I know everything else basically, and painting is a piece of cake.

Qian Fei came over to take a look, and cursed with a livid face: "Why are you painting me? Don't you know you can't draw faces with red pens?"

Gu Changan: "..." What the hell are you doing?

Qian Fei scratched himself out on the cardboard, staring at each word, and said, "Writing a face with a red pen will kill you."

Gu Changan said, "It's the first time I've heard of it."

Qian Fei gasped for breath, and said grimly, "If I die, no ghost will let you go."

Gu Changan threw the pen on the ground, okay, if you are not afraid of losing your soul.

Both the stepmother and Fa Xiaonian had their own imps in their hearts. This was the result of Gu Changan waking up early. He left Zhang Long's house and walked to the river according to the route he wrote down yesterday.

Qian Fei followed behind and caught a glimpse of someone. He raised his hands and said hello: "Brother Xiaopeng, good morning."

Gu Chang'an's footsteps stopped, and he looked for his reputation, and saw a person coming out from the courtyard diagonally opposite Zhang Long's house, with his head erect, obedient as if he had been licked by a dog's tongue, well-dressed, his leather shoes polished, The outline is somewhat similar to Zhang Long.

It should be Zhang Long's cousin.

Zhang Peng glanced at the strange face beside Qian Fei, and asked him with his eyes.

Qian Fei walked over, wanting to speak in Zhang Peng's ear, but was dodged as if he was hiding from trash, and he tore his tongue in disdain: "Aunt Liu said she is Zhang Long's friend."

The suspicion in Zhang Peng's eyes was even stronger. That means, he still has friends from other places?

Qian Fei shrugged: "You are his brother, you don't even know, and I don't even know."

Zhang Peng frowned and left without saying anything.

Gu Changan said, "That's Zhang Long's cousin? It looks very serious."

Qian Fei spat: "Dog|miscellaneous|breed."

Gu Changan's ears twitched lightly, dog|miscellaneous|breed?Uncle Zhang Long wearing a cuckold?He pretended not to hear and asked, "What?"

Qian Fei roared with raised eyebrows: "It's nothing, it's your turn!"

Gu Changan ran into yesterday's old man, but the other party didn't recognize him, which is not surprising, he is quite confident in his disguise.

After all, I have been wearing masks layer by layer under the guidance of the old man since I was a child.

There was no sign of Zhang Long by the river, Gu Changan thought he was not there, and was about to look for it elsewhere when he found a head in the river.

It's Zhang Long.

Qian Fei also saw it, and said in a low voice: "It's such a deadly cold day, what is he doing down here? You don't want to live anymore, do you?"

Gu Changan glanced at Qian Fei, didn't he grow up in crotch pants?Why don't you go into the water?

Qian Fei pretended not to see his eyes.

It's fine if you don't go into the water, and there's no sign of rushing, and you're just watching the fun. Is this Fa Xiao?Gu Changan sneered silently.

Zhang Long's head suddenly shook, as if something was under the water and grabbed his feet.

Gu Changan's eyes suddenly darkened, Zhang Long couldn't die.

The moment he got into the water, the bone-chilling cold ran all over his body. He was naturally more afraid of the cold than ordinary people. Gu Changan, who was about to lose half his life in the winter, had his scalp exploded.

Qian Fei stood on the shore and screamed: "Brother, you're going into the water now. It seems that I misunderstood you. You and Zhang Long are friends. Wait, I'll call someone."

Gu Changan's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and blue blood vessels could be seen. He squeezed his bloodless lips, and quickly approached Zhang Long's position.

"Zhang Long, turn around."