Chapter 806

It's always strange in the painting.

Recently, I don't know why. I always feel that something has been following me behind me, just like a strange devil.

Stalker, no, even stalker should not be invisible.

The strange sixth sense made Huali look back again, but there was no one in the open street.

"Isn't it!"

Thinking of anything unclean, the painting began to be a little afraid.

"It's all Dongtiao's fault. What ghosts do you say every day? Do you mean to trouble me?"

The creepy feeling hit again. Huali didn't think about what was behind him and hurried back to his home.

Not long after the painting left, the wall next door began to creep strangely, and then the figure of worry free appeared next to the wall.

"In the gorgeous Seto painting, the results are excellent. It is said that it has Russian descent. It really looks like a foreigner who is not familiar with the world, but unexpectedly, it is a real Japanese."

Wuchou turned over the information he found and continued to follow the painting.

"You can't use strange threats around Xiao Xi. If you really have any different ideas, I'll clear you."

Wuchou followed Huali to her home. Unexpectedly, she couldn't see her parents. Instead, she saw her grandmother and a sister.

"Just like us."

Seeing this as like as two peas, maybe he is the same kind of person, so he will become friends with the painting.

However, we should continue to observe it without excluding other possibilities.

During this period of time, wuchou has been observing all life in the painting without leaving any trace, and writing down all the people who have exchanged information with her. After all, in case it may be some strange accomplice, it will be very troublesome.

After a week like this, I always felt a strange sight looking at myself, but I didn't know who it was.

"Dongtiao classmate, so please help me."

Xiao Xi was also at a loss. She didn't expect that her friend would ask her to help exorcise ghosts. Although she was a witch (temporary), she didn't know this kind of thing.

"Yes, it's him at this time."

At home on weekends

"So you asked me for help to see if there was a ghost?"

Wuchou looked at them looking forward to looking at themselves. He was a little embarrassed. It seemed that the painting felt very good. He could actually detect that he was secretly observing her, which made her a little suspicious.

"Well, then I'll check it for you."

To be honest, Wu Chou Ye didn't know what to do. He really walked around the house and said it was all right. I hope they can relax like this.

"No, since Huali sauce said there was something unclean, we should really check it out. We can't let her have a good rest all day."

"Dongtiao classmate."

Unexpected tenderness.

He recognized this again.

"I know. In a word, we'll talk about it tomorrow. If we still have this strange feeling then."

the second day

Huali came back from school as usual, but this time it was strange. The strange feeling of peeping had disappeared, but it was another strange feeling, just like someone really peeped at himself.

The painting looked at the reflective object on one side with Yu Guang. Sure enough, he saw a man in a windbreaker close to him behind him. He was a stalker.

When I think of the life I've been worried about recently, Huali wants to teach this pervert a lesson, but at this time, I think of a guy tracking me behind me. I'm a little scared for a while.

"Are you finally going to do it to me? You've been following me for so long."

Huali was ready to run away directly, but he was a little flustered when he saw that the guy behind him also accelerated.

"By the way, there is a park ahead. Go there and ask for help."

I ran directly into the painting in the park and suddenly found that there was no one here. Obviously, many people are here at ordinary times.

"Bad!"

Looking at the man behind him getting closer and closer to himself, Huali was a little desperate and ran to the public bathroom.

"Don't go. There's no one here today. No one can help you."

When he heard the cry of the man behind him, Huali was really afraid. He didn't notice the stone under his feet and stumbled.

"Hee hee, hee hee!"

When he heard the sound, he was very close to himself. He was so frightened that he closed his eyes and was ready to shout.

"Uh!"

Plop

The painter closed his eyes tightly and couldn't see what had happened until a burst of footsteps slowly approached him.

"Don't mess around, or I, I, I'll yell."

In response to the painting, he had only one hand and patted her head gently.

"It's all right, classmate xuanlai."

Painted slowly opened his eyes, through the sunset over, although the backlight can not see his appearance, but painted in know who this person is.

"Worry classmate, why are you here?"

"Didn't you say it yesterday, so I followed you."

Wuchou takes out a handkerchief from his pocket and is ready to wipe the stains off his face. However, he finds that the girl's shoulders are still shaking from time to time. It seems that he is still a little afraid.

Wuchou smiled, held Huali in his arms and patted each other on the back.

"It's all right. As long as I'm here, I'll protect you."

Feeling, warmth, and peace of mind.

The original fear was swept away in an instant, and the body stopped shaking, but there was a strange palpitation in the heart.

"Well, hurry back, or your family will worry about you."

Wuchou loosened Huali and was ready to help Huali up, but found that the other party's left ankle seemed to be swollen.

"It's okay, I'm okay."

Wuchou didn't speak and squatted directly in front of the painting.

"Just this time."

Although wuchou can't see it, the whole face in the painting has turned red.

Step, step, step

They kept silent and didn't say anything. It was like a tacit understanding to keep this brief calm.

The setting sun slowly lengthened their shadows, and the street lights slowly lit up one by one. There were no pedestrians around. The whole street was like time stopped.

Just this time, just this time, I won't think about it in the future.

"Here we are, classmate xuanlai."

After returning to God, Huali found that they had returned home. Wuchou was ready to take Huali directly into the house and was ready to leave.

Open the door, send the painting to the sofa and get ready to leave without worry.

"Painted inside."

"Huh?"

"In the future, you don't need to call me Huali all the time. It's too stiff."

"No problem, Huali, but you also remember that Xiaoxi wants you to call her Xiaoxi rather than Dongtiao."

With that, wuchou turned and left, completely unaware of the change in the painting's expression.

"Yes, he is the other half of Xiao Xi. I am nothing but his classmate."