Chapter 1617

They are mysterious. It seems that there is something shameful in this room for me to see.

It is said that curiosity will kill the cat. I don't care what curiosity can kill.

I like people who have no friends best, because I don't either.

That means he has no friends.

He shakes his head. Maybe he doesn't go out all day and doesn't need a phone?

So I put my hands on the windowsill and said, "do you have a phone? Leave me the number and I'll call you. "

When he spoke to me before I left, it showed that he was willing to establish contact with me.

And his voice was soft, as if a little strong wind could blow his voice away.

His eyes are so beautiful. They look like a kaleidoscope.

I looked up at him from under the windowsill. The light of light green fell into his eyes, which made me feel more confused and hazy.

"My name is Shen Li, the one who leaves." It turns out that he is not dumb. He can talk.

My foot finally stepped on the protruding stone and was about to climb down when I heard the boy finally speak.

So I went to climb the window, and before I turned out, I winked at him and said, "goodbye."

If I go out from the door of his room and be seen by others, I will feel very strange. In this way, how can I come and how can I go.

Suddenly I have a little empathy, because most of the time I am lonely, although I don't admit it.

But I can see loneliness in his eyes.

That teenager is still sitting in the original place and looking at me. His eyes are very strange. It seems that he hasn't seen human beings for a long time.

Then he hung up and got out of bed.

I got on the phone and quickly said to my father, "wait for me at the door. I'll come right away."

I was woken up by my phone. I took out my cell phone from my pocket. My father called me. They must have finished. I can't be found everywhere.

I was a little sleepy, and then I actually fell asleep.

The curtain lamp is like his ceiling. There's nothing special on the wall of his bed. It's just like the ceiling lamp.

That boy always looked at me, and I don't know if he was stunned by such a shameless person as me. He didn't ask anyone to throw me out.

It's not enough for me to just sit on it. I'm going to break my waist when I just climbed the wall. I just kick off my shoes and lie on it.

A sick teenager like this must have some problems.

Looking at the spotless appearance of his room, he must be a bit of a cleanliness addict.

He looked a little shocked. I didn't expect that I would be so shameless.

He didn't speak. I couldn't pry open his mouth, so I sat down on his bed with snow-white sheets.

So I looked at him, he is very thin, wearing white casual pants and white shirt, looks like a fairy, I think he is now just short of a whisk can get the way to cultivate immortals.

It seems that he seldom communicates with others and has some social phobia.

"What's your name?" I'm not ashamed to ask, but he didn't speak.

I guess he is not a mute, because when I was talking just now, he was listening to me seriously.

He didn't speak. His lips twitched and didn't make a sound.

His behavior seemed timid and made people feel pity.

The boy looked at my outstretched hand and carried it behind him.

I guess it should be his father, because although uncle Shen is a little old these days, he is not old enough to have such a big grandson, so I guess it should be his youngest son.

Standing in his white room, I looked around, grinning and holding out my hand to him to report to my family: "my name is Sangyu. I'm going to join your father's birthday party with my father and my little mother tonight."

Although he was thin and weak, I didn't fall down and climbed into the window sill.

I like it.

Wow, his hands are so cool. It's a bit like the prince of vampire who only appears in the middle of the night.

The boy held out his hand and took mine.

But I forget that I only rely on two hands to support my body. Without the strength of one hand, I lean back.

Forgetting myself for a moment, I raised a hand to greet him: "Hi, hello."

The sharp nose is a bit like the beautiful boy who is half human and half demon in Greek mythology. In a word, he is good-looking.

However, he is very beautiful and exquisite.

His whole face reveals that I am sick, I am different from the normal pale, even the eyes are pale.

In slightly long hair is a pale thin face, fully in line with my heart of the weak young set.

So I met the boy and I saw his face.Fortunately, my hand holding the windowsill is very tight, otherwise I have to fall down.

I slowly moved my body to climb down again. Suddenly, the window opened and almost didn't hit me.

I am too tired to step on the concave convex brick, because the support point is too small to support.

Oh, there was a boy like this in the Shen family. No wonder his room door was closed and he was not allowed to go out.

I really like the setting of this kind of sick and beautiful young man, but I don't know what he looks like.

His thin and white ankles from the inside of his trousers made my eyebrows jump.

He looked thin and weak with his long hair covering his eyes, so I couldn't tell how old he was.

There is a wheelchair in the corner of the room. There is a boy in the wheelchair.

The layout of the room is white, a bit like a hospital.

There is a light burning in the room, not very bright, but you can see everything in the room clearly.

I climbed up to the third floor, close to the edge of the main window sill. Although the curtain is pulled, there is a gap in the middle of it. I can look inside along the gap.

Boring some time ago, I applied for a rock climbing practice class, which is my fastest climbing.

So the third floor is not difficult, and their wall tiles are specially made, like those of the ancient castle. I stepped on the wall tiles and went up easily.

So I climb the window, no matter how high the window I can climb up.

I only have one visit every month, but I know that because I'm a child and have no money, I can't accommodate myself, so they won't show me.

The height of the third floor is not too high. Since I was a child, I would climb the window. After my mother was put into a mental hospital, I wanted to see her, but the doctor didn't let me see her.

I can't walk through the main door. Isn't there a window?

If I want to know what's inside, I have to know.

I was going to talk to him again, when I heard my father's voice: "Sang Yu, what are you doing there?"

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