Could it be that that thing was some kind of cyst? I couldn't help feeling nauseous again, but I still held it in front of my nose and smelled it!

I quickly picked up the phone, ran to the stairwell, and called a junior high school classmate who was studying for a PhD at Shanghai University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Hello, Jiang Junpeng? I'm Lin You."

After a few pleasantries, I went straight to the point and said: "Jun Peng, do me a favor. I have something strange here, maybe it's a cyst... No, no, I don't have a cyst, I mean, I accidentally discovered one.

This strange thing looks a lot like a dried cystic organ. Doctor, can you help me find out what this is?"

Jiang Jupeng didn't understand what I was saying at all. After spending a lot of time making up lies, he finally asked me to send the photos to him. I promised him to take the photos in the evening and upload them to him via QQ.

Jiang Junpeng asked: "Didn't you say you saw similar pictures online? Just send me that picture!"

I scratched my head and realized that I was really stupid. In fact, I can't tell whether the cyst in the picture will turn into the thing at home after it dries. It's just an intuition.

After hanging up the phone, I quickly intercepted the picture and sent it to him.

Jiang Jupeng quickly replied to me. He had never seen this kind of cyst and it was probably not a human organ. However, to be on the safe side, he still wanted to show it to a classmate who specializes in oncology and asked me to wait for news.

Isn't it a human cystic organ? Could it be... some kind of organ from the black cat in the corpse locker?

I couldn't wait any longer, so I quickly ran out and called Wang Haidong, a classmate who was studying for a PhD in biological sciences at China Agricultural University. It was another lie. Alas, although everyone tells at least 20 lies every day, it is almost impossible to make up a lie.

It became my second side job, and actually I didn’t want to do that. Finally, he couldn’t stand my persistence and asked me to send him the real photos. I immediately said that I would send the photos to your QQ email address in the evening.

Go inside.

After hanging up the phone, I remembered that Wang Yongshun mentioned "cat" twice in the list at the end of the diary. I couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that he killed the black cat just to remove some kind of cystic organ from the black cat's body, and then use this

Is the smell or something emitted by the thing used to control Xiao Luqi or other living dead?

When I returned to the company, I no longer had the intention to work. Although Wang Yongshun left the white peach-shaped thing at my house, there was another one in the drawer of his desk. If he took the other one, broke into my house, and controlled

What should I do if Xiao Luqi takes her away?

It seems that if you want to save Xiao Luqi's body, you must change your address as soon as possible.

I just finished the ppt and sent it to Mr. Wang. I immediately opened 58.com and started searching for houses.

A one-bedroom apartment costs at least 1,500 a month. As someone who is already strapped for money, this is a big expense.

After get off work, I had a quick dinner at a Shaxian snack bar, then ran to a small furniture store near my home, bought a large wooden barrel, and asked the boss to deliver it to my door.

When I got home, as soon as I opened the door, I saw what Mo Mo had done: scattering cat litter all over the floor. The biggest advantage of this kind of bentonite cat litter is that it will immediately suck it in when the cat pees or poops.

The liquid is solid and forms a lump together, which keeps it dry and has a low smell. However, it will stick to the cat's leg hair and fall off as it walks, leaving it all over the floor in the entrance hall.

yes.

I picked up Mo Mo, took off the cat litter hanging from his feet, and scolded him again. Maybe because the sound was louder, Comrade Mo Mo said that he was under great pressure, and his eyes kept blinking and blinking, making it seem like

It's like I'm bullying it.

After training Mo Mo, I moved the TV and tablecloth from the refrigerator and took a look. Xiao Luqi was still there. I breathed a sigh of relief. I turned off the freezer first and opened the glass door to let her defrost first. Then I fed Mo Mo.

Mo. This little guy's appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and his little teeth are chewing the kitten cat food. I went back to the bedroom, took a bedside napkin, wrapped the white peach core-shaped thing and spread it on the

On the table, I took a photo and sent it to Wang Haidong.

Soon, the big wooden barrel was delivered to my door. The boss enthusiastically wanted to move the barrel in, but I quickly politely declined. I moved the barrel into the bathroom by myself, just big enough to put it down.

After placing the barrel and adjusting the water temperature, I suddenly became nervous - Do I really want to help her take a bath?

I bought a watch last year! I’m willing to go all out! Men can’t be so cowardly! I used it and patted my cheeks to encourage myself. I changed into a T-shirt and shorts, put on my slippers, and walked to the freezer.

Xiao Luqi lay expressionless, looking like she was at the mercy of others. I took two deep breaths and took her out.

Wherever you touch it, it's cold.

She rested her head casually on my shoulder and put one hand on her chest. Because of the freezing, her chest barely swayed and seemed to be frozen into ice pimples. However, all the joints were fine and could move freely.

.I put her into a large wooden bucket that was half filled with water. The bucket was not long enough, so she could only sit in it with her legs crossed. I used the shower to wet her hair and apply shampoo.

Gently massage your scalp.

Well, you must have noticed that I didn't take off the hospital gown she was wearing.

I don’t dare, to be honest, I don’t dare. But...

Who can tell me how to wash a girl's hair so long? My hair is very short, I just need to apply shampoo and touch it with my hands a few times. Faced with such long hair, I can only wash it first

She inserted her fingers into her hair, slid it down, smoothed it out, and then rubbed it section by section like rubbing clothes. She didn't know if this was right. She didn't dare to use force, for fear of damaging her hair.

Her hair is well maintained and has a jet black color. Under the yellowing light of an incandescent light bulb that has been used for a long time, it has a very ambiguous color. This color reminds me of the campus dates I have fantasized about many times.

, under the dim street lights, the dense plane trees on both sides of the road cast mottled shadows. I led a girl and walked carelessly, chatting, with small steps and a relaxed mood. Maybe she would hum a melodious tune.

She played a little tune, holding my hand from time to time, just like the pulsation of her heartbeat... I rubbed my hair gently while thinking this way.

If she could wake up and make this scene come true... God, I'm willing to pay whatever you ask me to do.

I washed them one by one in this way, and it probably took half an hour. The water in the bucket had already cooled down, so I opened the plug and let the water drain out. Then I turned the shower head on and washed it back and forth three times before it finally stopped.

Bubble.

Um... Next, do you need to take off your clothes?

Okay. I fumbled with the buttons with my eyes closed at first. But I gave up after only two unbuttons. When the third button couldn’t be unbuttoned, I had to open my eyes and take a look...

Take a breath of cold air.

After two buttons were unbuttoned, her...deep...that thing was very close to me.

I couldn't help but swallow my saliva. Forgive me, Lord, when I see such a deep career line, swallowing my saliva is definitely an instinctive physiological reaction, absolutely.

The reason why this third button is difficult to untie is because her pair of plump little white rabbits have become elastic as the ice melts, and they hold tightly against the clothes. Although their owner has no signs of life, they

The two... seemed unable to resist the urge to jump out of this slightly narrow hospital gown.

I hesitated immediately.

When the word ** began to become popular, a friend once said to me that judging whether a man has ** is not based on whether he is handsome or rich, but on how he behaves when facing a goddess.

mentality.

Fuck him? This is so right.

After hesitating for a while, I finally felt cruel, gritted my teeth, and unbuttoned the button. Then——

A pair of little white rabbits are jumping in the grass, jumping, jumping...

I never believed in nosebleeds, but at that moment, my nasal cavity felt really warm! The bright red blood was about to spurt out...

Although I deeply understand that the deep-seated reason why men are so fascinated by these two white objects and the two delicate pink embellishments on them is an irrepressible Oedipus complex for the mother who nursed you when you were a baby.

,but……
Chapter completed!