Chapter 477： Su Baizhi

Su Bai’s hand slowly extended and placed on the boy’s neck; the slender fingers gently stroked, and the dark-colored nails lingered here for a while;

The little boy closed his eyes slightly, and his facial expression began to tremble slightly. This tremor was not because of fear, not because of fear, nor because hesitated.

But

excitement!

Yes, I can experience the feeling of being killed like this. In his opinion, it is indeed a very glorious thing. He is even squatting, and when he is so gracefully killed, his photo will be Put it into your beloved booklet, it is definitely an art treasure.

However, after a while, Su Bai’s body began to recover, the nails disappeared, the skin began to regain its fullness, and the color of the hair changed back to the usual black color. Su Bai’s eyes also showed a tired color.

The little boy opened his eyes and revealed the color of disappointment. "Why, don't you kill? I will be killed by you voluntarily, you will not be punished by the broadcast."

"Nothing." Su Bai sighed. "I was voluntarily killed. There was no fear of death and hysterical struggle. Even if I took a photo, I didn't have the kind of aura and deep beauty. This kind of photo, It’s like a disease-free article stacked with gorgeous rhetoric. This kind of work has no slight artistic sense, just a junk product.”

Su Bai looked at the boy's eyes very seriously. "Are you willing to be a junk product?"

The little boy shook his head and waved his hand. The clothes on his body disappeared, and the grayish-white color around him disappeared.

"Nothing, really boring." The little boy looked very dissatisfied, but he couldn't help it, because he couldn't deny that Su Bai was really right.

Even invisible, from the beginning to the present, the little boy knows in his own heart that all this is dominated by Su Bai, belonging to Su Bai’s aesthetic, belonging to Su Bai’s perception and belonging to Su Bai’s taste. In the subtle, he has been involved in Su Bai, but the little boy does not think there is anything wrong with this.

Although it is difficult for the secular people to recognize, the young boy has a heart that becomes an artist. On the road of pursuing art, he really can not care about anything, even his own life.

Such a person, such a listener, can actually walk step by step to today, it is really ridiculous, but there is a more incredible guy in the front of Su Bai, it seems that everything is not so difficult to understand It is.

"My dad is going to work soon. My mother has cooked at home. Do you want to come and eat together? My mother's Sichuan cuisine is very good." The boy returned to his previous state at this time, as if he really was just An ordinary neighboring child.

At this time, a man wearing a overalls carrying large scissors came over. He should be the gardener in the cemetery, the father of the little boy in front of him.

"No." Su Bai took out a cigarette and handed it to the gardener. "Your son is very smart, very cute."

"Oh, thank you, it won't be a problem for you."

The gardener smiled and took the little boy’s hand and went home from work.

Su Bai himself gave himself a cigarette, took a sip, spit out a cigarette ring, no matter how you look at it, the father is not like a person who has a domestic violence tendency, is a normal and awkward father, then the goods Is the peculiar aesthetic and stubborn pursuit really innate?

"Oh, yes, it’s my own custom." Su Bai walked out of the office while ridiculing himself. In the past few years, the media’s reports of murder, rape, and crimes have often gone down the line and dig hard. The tragic story behind the criminals, but there are many people suffering in this world, have they all committed crimes?

Su Bai suddenly remembered, he did not seem to want the other party's WeChat, do not know why, this little boy gave Su Bai a different kind of intimacy, as if looking in the mirror, seeing him is like seeing himself.

The special ghosts in the cemetery should be the toys that the little boy raised here. It is the wicked person who is sentenced. He is like a judge, an executive officer, and the set of justice he has under the permission of the broadcasting rules.

There is no right or wrong, and it is difficult to understand right or wrong.

The little boy went home with Dad, and Su Bai also left here. He came here, but he didn't really want to have any purpose, nor did he have any intentions. It was just due to the rise.

When two people meet, discuss, and finally separate, the onlookers may be confused, but the two parties feel very good, very happy, because they are lonely.

When he returned to his car, Su Bai saw an album on his car window. It was the little boy. There was a string of micro-signals on the first page of the book.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Su Bai took out his mobile phone and added a little signal to it. Then he started the car and was ready to leave.

A new traffic regulation has been issued in Shanghai. It is similar to that of BRT. One line of the road is completely handed over to the express bus. The rest of the private vehicles are not allowed to be used, but this kind of brain damage regulations has led to even the New Year. When the private car on the road is not a lot...

Still traffic jam.

This feeling is like a leader who doesn't feel like he doesn't have a sense of accomplishment. It's just a shot. Many local governments promote green travel, promote the use of private cars, public transport, and so on to ease the city's Traffic pressure, but they did not close the 4s shop, and continued to collect taxes on the private car, and then all the problems of urban traffic pressure were shirked to the private body, but in the final analysis, it is actually because of urban construction. With the short-sightedness and ignorance of the planners, it is not expected how the number of private cars in the city will increase in a decade. In fact, the traffic congestion in many cities in China is also dependent on this reason.

As a last resort, Su Bai can only go around the road, preferring to open some distances and not want to block the turtle race on the road. This round, Su Bai found some accidents and found himself in front of a familiar building.

This building, I have been here, because Ying Yinger’s office, no, is a studio, just inside.

Taking out the mobile phone, Su Bai dialed the phone of Ying Yinger. This is a very simple woman who is not at all tired of working or feelings. Su Bai is quite good at it;

This may be the common problem for every man. For women, it is best for them to be physically and mentally meticulously attached to your body or mind when you need it, once you want to be quiet. It is better for those women to go farther. It is obvious that Su Bai is definitely not among the scum males. He has no interest in Ying Yinger, but the last time he received Ying Ying. After the treatment of sexual asphyxia, my heart occasionally remembers to miss that feeling.

As for the men’s and women’s affairs, Su Bai suddenly realized that he seems to have been banned for a long time, not only when he became an audience, but also before he became an audience, and he seems to have not done it for a long time. It's a thing.

It’s not that Su Bai has already cooled down on that aspect. It’s not a problem with Su Bai’s psychology or his physical condition. As a big and small, the various women he has tasted before are certainly innumerable, but later, Su Bai began to feel that there is no such thing as love and feeling. The **** is a bit like animal breeding. It really doesn't mean much.

Therefore, for a long time, it has almost rubbed the spark with the accidental opportunity of the smoker, but for various reasons, it has not been finally achieved, and the relationship between Su Bai and the smoker is now increasingly alienated. It’s basically impossible to say a sexually savvy sex.

It’s just that the fat man will occasionally find a lady to solve the demand in that area, but Su Bai is really not good at this.

A person, a normal person, can suppress his normal physiological needs, which also illustrates the tenacity of Su Bai's heart.

The phone was turned on after a while, "Hey."

Obviously, because Su Bai often changed the reason for changing the number of mobile phones, Ying Yinger did not know who called this phone.

"Hey, it's me."

"It's you, what's wrong, miss me?"

"Just in front of the building in your studio, are you on top?"

"Well, no way, I am a woman who wants to support her family. Ming is the New Year's Eve, but I have to work hard."

"Who is you swearing?" Su Bai asked.

"No, I gave myself a long time off after the last time, but I plan to restore my work after the New Year. I just got a new toy, oh, right, there are many sets. I have tried my uniform, I am trying on it."

Su Bai’s mind emerged from the Queen’s uniform worn by Ying Yinger last time, and could not help but shake his fingers and knocked on the back of the phone.

"Since I have passed by here, I don't want to learn a lot. I am sitting up and down. I have two clothes here. I don't wear it very much. I need a helper, but my female assistant has already returned to my hometown for the New Year."

"The big cockroach is to control the water. How much water is there?" Su Bai said.

"Su Da Shao, with the relationship and fate between me and you, can't talk about love at first sight or love for a long time, but I think, let's have a one-night stand or a friendship, a gun, or just say it?"

"indeed."

"Well, I will give you a cocktail, you parked the car."

Hanging up the phone, Su Bai drove the car to the bottom of the building. Instead, he could park directly. He just got off the bus and had not had time to lock the door. The two salesmen wearing the Smurfs costumes went to Su Bai.

"Mr. Durex engages in activities, new products, free trials."

In the costume of the props, the girl, after putting two cute little packages into the hands of Su Bai, began to find the following people to continue to distribute.