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    Jiang Lingzhi shook his head: "You guys go, I don't want to go, I want to go home."

    Wen Yujing pitifully begged: "Don't do this, they're all going, it's too disappointing if you don't go."

    "It won't be long. It's still early. I'll definitely be home before 7 pm."

    "Why don't you just read books and play the piano when you go back now? Why don't you stay with us and join in the fun?"

    Once Wen Yujing started talking, it seemed like she wouldn't stop.

    Jiang Lingzhi was successfully brainwashed, and felt that it was the same reason.

    After thinking about it, he nodded in agreement.

    So the group started discussing where to go next.

    A boy suggested: "How about, go to a bar? I haven't been there yet."

    After this was proposed, it was immediately rejected: "What a joke, there are so many minors here."

    Everyone looked around, and it seemed that everyone in the water was underage.

    embarrassed.

    The boy scratched his head and reacted: "Why don't we find a place to sing k?"

    "This can be."

    "This is good, this is good!"

    This proposal has received a lot of support.

    Jiang Lingzhi was not very interested and did not make any comments.

    Then a group of sophomore minors switched to the nearest ktv.

    "Brother Nan?"

    Zhao Zifu walked in from outside the courtyard.

    When he was about to enter the main house, he saw the door of another house opened.

    Before, his brother Nan cleaned up the main house, and the two houses next to it were abandoned there.

    How did the door open today?

    Zhao Zifu walked over suspiciously.

    This is the first time he has come to this house.

    When he got to the door, he was stunned.

    The entire wall is full of photographs, all landscape photos, and the composition is very atmospheric.

    On the other side is a large shelf full of cameras of various models.

    "Fuck?" Zhao Zifu couldn't help but exclaimed.

    Li Shunan didn't turn his head back, bit a cigarette between his thin lips, leaned leaning on the drawer next to him, adjusted the focus of the camera, held the camera with one hand, aimed at the angle, and pressed the shutter.

    After taking a look, the eyebrows twitched slightly, feeling unsatisfied, and pressed the delete button to continue focusing.

    Zhao Zifu was amazed for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Nan, are these cameras yours?"

    Li Shunan flicked the ashes with the cigarette butt between his sharp fingers, and half-squinted his eyes: "Well."

    His voice was hoarse because he had not spoken for a long time.

    "Why are you taking this? Are you going out to take pictures?" Zhao Zifu asked again.

    "No." Li Shunan bit the cigarette butt obliquely, and said vaguely: "It's okay to stay here, come and have a look."

    Zhao Zifu nodded and walked to his side to watch him play with it.

    Li Shunan stopped in his hand, and finally turned his face to look at him: "Are you okay?"

    Zhao Zifu cleared his throat, his eyes dodged a little: "Brother Nan, the weather is fine today, why don't we go out and play?"

    Li Shunan regained his expressionless face, lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the camera: "No."

    Zhao Zifu was a little anxious: "No, Brother Nan, did you see that post?"

    After thinking about it, also think that his brother Nan is not the kind of person who can watch the campus network.

    "About your little roommate, my little old sister."

    Li Shunan paused with his fingertips, the cigarette butt between his thin lips burned for a long time, and the ash fell on the ground.

    Some stuck to the hem of his shirt, he lowered his eyes, raised his hand and patted it off lightly.

    Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhao Zifu hurriedly handed over the phone: "Brother Nan, look."

    ——

    ps: It's been a stable three-shift recently.

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