The Lover’s Prattle

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Once in the exhibition hall, Zhou Zhihe's status and status does not need to wait for an appointment. The photos inside are updated almost once a month, and every time Zhou Zhihe will go to see it.

Of course, every time the weekly sum will know the news early.

Artists always need a variety of styles to inspire themselves. Qi Shengguang has just gathered four months to return.

Zhou Yuhe couldn't wait to pass. It was time to update the photos. Zhou Zhihe made a few appointments and was ready to pass together.

Several haircuts were very playful, and very few people refuted from childhood. What was said was unavoidably arrogant and provoked Miss Zhou, unhappy, Zhou Yuhe passed away early, Zhou Zhihe and a few haircuts.

Recently, they have been very interested in Sheng Guang's unsettling photos. Some people talk cheaply, stop at the red light, turn around to see a couple on the street, and turn around to utter a sentence, "I understand this artist's style. I also understand the style of shooting landscapes. What is Qi Shengguang's style of shooting? He shoots people, but they are all parts of the human body. "

No one cares about him, so ghosts can understand the strange brain circuits of these artists.

Recently, several young ladies have favored this big photographer. Their older brothers have not been compared recently. What ’s so good about them is that they have always been gentle and considerate to girls but never cross the border. Unlike you, when you were a few years old, What a series of messes outside, a group of people have really heard ears lately.

Perhaps it is because of the problems of their living environment from childhood, that they have nothing to pursue, so they always feel that their life is vacant and their life is boring. They need something exciting to remind them of the joy of living. Qi Shengguang's photos are very good for them, so even if they are compared, they don't have any trouble to really find him.

The latest wave of photos has more eyes.

Qi Shengguang's photo actually has too few eyes. Zhou Zhihe once asked him, and he said that people's eyes are always difficult to find what he really likes. Zhou Zhihe agrees. It is really difficult for people's eyes to be shocked at first glance.

So when seeing those eyes, Zhou Zhihe was shocked in front of his photo again after a few months.

Beauty cannot be used to describe it, because beauty will look frivolous on these eyes.

The sadness and despair in her eyes could really condense into a river.

Zhou Zhi and junior high school girls are always sentimental, and what sadness flows back into the river always says that which star of a male star breaks their hearts.

Male star, the real person he's met is nothing more than catching up with him, what's the heartbreak?

Therefore, Zhou Zhihe always felt that the girl's statement was too artificial and exaggerated.

But these eyes made him feel sad, so sad that he wanted to cry.

Zhou Zhihe looked for a long time and looked down at the model's name. He wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and patted her shoulders, don't cry.

Model: Unknown.

Zhou Zhihe stunned for a long time, and one person looked at him for a long time and scolded, "Look, what kind of ghost is unknown?"

In fact, the model that once had a photo is unknown. Qi Shengguang has explained it, because some people do not want to disclose it, so the model name is unknown.

This is, how could the owner of these eyes be unknown?

Unknown to these two words is really sad.

Zhou Zhihe didn't go up to the second floor. After all, they were all men. They didn't like to go to other people's private places. Besides, he and Qi Shengguang were not very familiar. They just had a favorite Zhou language and was in the middle.

A few hairdressers left from the exhibition hall, and Zhou Zhihe sat in the car waiting for Zhou Yuhe.

I lit a cigarette and thought of those eyes again in the mist, why was she so sad?

Zhou Yuhe came out from the side entrance of the exhibition hall after a while, followed by Qi Shengguang who came down from her. He prefers light-colored clothes and knows how to dress and match. There is no shame of the artist, compared to He is more like a model who can go to the catwalk at any time, and it is the kind that attracts the city with a smile.

Qi Shengguang greeted him, opened Zhou Yuhe's door, and still put his hands on the roof to fear Zhou Yu and run into him.

The three people said goodbye. Zhou Zhihe originally wanted to ask the model's name, but he knew the rules of some things. Regardless of the circle, the rules could not be broken, but in the end he was unwilling to look at the mirror.

Qi Shengguang was still standing in the doorway, with one hand in his pocket and one hand away from his body and placed in front, smiling warmly.

Zhou Zhihe has been in the barracks for years, and it looks a bit strange to see that his hand is hanging down. I immediately thought of Zhou Yu and his hand that seemed to touch his head.

When contacting Qi Shengguang, he never contacted anyone intimately. Regardless of men and women, he knew instantly that Qi Shengguang had cleanliness and should be serious.

I originally wanted to say a few words, and told her that the male **** is actually gentle and considerate because of cleanliness, but when I think of the eyes of the unknown model, I have no mood and still don't speak.

Life in the basement seems to have no end and no end.

Qing Ruo has been numb. Raising her hand to take the clothes to be worn today, she moved slowly and her eyes were dull. No. 2 raised her hand to **** the clothes in her hand, and said yin and yang. What a pity? "

If Qing didn't talk, he took the clothes next to him and was taken away by No. 3. No. 3 and No. 2 looked at each other with a smile, ironic and disdainful.

Qing Ruo changed her clothes casually, and returned to sit on the bed. No. 1 applied her makeup. She closed her eyes and whispered No. 1, "Do you think so?"

Qing Ruo has been in this basement for a long time, and he has said the most with No. 1, but it is also a sentence that can be counted by fingers.

No. 1 raised her eyebrow pencil to come and thrush her, "What?"

"They said?"

Qing Ruo opened his eyes.

No. 1 frowned, palmed her eyes, asked her to close, raised her chin and continued to draw, and then she said, "Why do you think it matters? Come here, unless you die, you can't go out."

She paused, and smiled in her voice. "They are willing to fall in love with each other, and look forward to when they can let them sleep."

Qing Ruo was in that room with the man for the first time.

Her fear had been polished, but she was still scared. If Qing had rebelled almost crazy, the man could not approach her at all.

Qi Shengguang lowered his camera and came out of the cubicle, letting the man go back.

He put on his gloves, raised her chin, squinted a little, and all smiled, "Why haven't you learned?"

In the next room, Qing Ruo also entered for the first time. In a torture room, she was **** by Qi Shengguang with her arms hanging up, and a wooden stick mixed with her screams. Qi Shengguang's expression was leisurely and he asked her leisurely "Would you be better?"

A thick stick with a thick arm was almost on her □□, Qingruo was numb all over her body, and her body hung in the air and began to tremble violently, "Yes, want! I listen to you, I listen to you, please!"

Qi Shengguang beat her twice, "Next time, I don't want you to be disobedient again."

He walked to the door, dropped the rope hanging from Qingruo, and Qingruo fell on the cold ground. His whole body suddenly touched the cold floor and almost smoked white smoke.

There was a muffled pain, and blood had bitten from his lips.

He turned out of the room and closed the iron door. A slight voice echoed in the empty basement. "Pretty face, it's a pity to ruin it."

Qi Shengguang took the ointment and dropped it at her feet. "Wipe it."

Qing Ruo had already hurt so much that she didn't want to cry, and her arm was full of bruises. She shrank to the ground, curled herself into a ball, and wiped her wounds little by little.

Qi Shengguang leaned against the wall and looked at her for a while, then went to get the camera again, she rubbed her medicine, he took a picture, her hair grew again, so she shrank to the ground, and her hair tip fell a long way to the ground.

Qi Shengguang took a photo for a while, and always felt that something was missing.

Qing Ruo looked up at this time, her eyes were tearful, her nose was red, her eyes were swollen, her mouth was bitten, she had blood on her side, her long hair was a little messy.

Gently speaking, he pulled out his name, "Qi Shengguang ..."

Qi Sheng Guangxin shivered, pressing the shutter frantically, and then left her out of the room.

The photos came out. His photos can shake everyone, but he doesn't feel anything when he looks at it for the first time. He is trembling in his photos.

With her mouth slightly open, he seemed to be able to easily hear the voice she had just called him, "Qi Shengguang ..."

What a sorrowful despair, the misery of hatred mingled with pain.

Qi Shengguang roamed around the room, shaking his hands all the time, looking for a while, and finally found a sharp knife, returned to the execution room, she had been lying on the ground looking like dizziness.

Qi Shengguang crouched in front of her, shaking her frantically, "Qing Ruo, wake up."

Qing Ruo was woken up by him, his body and head were numb, and he shoved a knife in his hand. He held her hand and the knife, looking with horror and madness, "Hurry up, hit me!"

The camera is already in one hand.

Qing Ruo took a deep look at him, his body began to tremble, his mouth opened, and he could no longer speak, only his lips were screaming, "Hit me!"

Qing Ruo exhausted all the strength left in his body and plunged into his chest.

She passed out, Qi Shengguang took the picture she wanted, and all the scenery in her eyes the second before she passed out. Yes scenery, he thought he would never see such a beautiful scenery again in this life.

The knife was not deep enough, blood rushed out and stained his white shirt, Qi Shengguang took the camera back to the room, tried to keep his breath steady and washed out the photos. Then, he returned to the execution room and hugged her. Finally strength and consciousness rushed to the private hospital.

Qi Shengguang was sitting next to him when he was awake. He was wrapped in gauze around his chest and was cutting his apple with his head bowed. The sun came in through the window and sprinkled half of his face.

She opened her eyes and watched with certainty, and the little nurse who came next covered her mouth with surprise, "God, you finally woke up, but your boyfriend has kept you for a long time."

As soon as she spoke, Qi Shengguang lowered her head and raised her head, smiling slightly, and the warm spring breeze blowing across the sky, "woke up."

The sound is low and thick.

The little nurse blushed directly. "He, he also said that you like to eat apples and have been cutting apples for you ~" The little nurse pointed to a row of apples on the table and couldn't wait to say.

Qing Ruo turned and looked at the little nurse, saying, "Trouble you, I want to call the police, this person imprisoned me and abused me."

Qi Shengguang sat next to him, took out the box in the drawer, and cut the apple into it. His eyes were distressed and his voice was soft. "You take a break first, and we'll go to the police station later."

The little nurse's eyes were red and Qing Ruo was crying. "You may be too scared. It doesn't matter. The bad guy has been caught. Although your boyfriend was shot to protect you, fortunately you have not been caught. ... "tarnish the two words, in front of Qi Shengguang, such a perfect boyfriend, she really could not tell.

Qing Ruo violently got up from the bed and ripped off the bits that were still playing. "I want to call the police."

She began to have some collapsed madness. Qi Shengguang came forward and pulled her, and she was thrown away. The apples on the table rolled down and hit the ground one by one. The knife in his hand struck his arm again during the pull.

The little nurse was frightened, and finally Qingruo took sedatives and sleeping pills.

Qi Shengguang bandaged a new wound on his arm. The sad little nurse in front of him smiled mildly, got up and quickly returned to the door of the ward. He felt relieved when he saw Qingruo, who was quietly asleep, turned his head softly and said to the little nurse, " She may be emotionally unstable now. I'll be with her. Just wait for her to wake up and bother you. Don't tell her that she hurt me. I don't want her to be more sad. "

The little nurse looked at him with red eyes, and wretched a little bit, and finally nodded, as firm as a fighter going to the bunker, "Well, I won't tell her!"

Such a perfect boyfriend, the little nurse thought of the bad guys who hurt them, and was even more angry, "I will give testimony when the police come to record their statements!"

Qi Shengguang gently smiled and nodded, "It will trouble you." Gaze softly at Qing Ruo in the ward, "OK ..."

Okay? He did not finish, the little nurse had made up 10,000 words on her own brain, and became more sympathetic and envious of Qingruo.

Qi Shengguang looked at her eyes and could not hold anyone, and the little nurse left quietly. This is a world that belongs to them both.

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New model,

Don't die.

—— [Black Box]