A bench, the swaying light tube on the roof flashes white light, the sky outside is still dark, it is March, daylight always comes late in the Qiandian area, a box of paints is placed on the table

side.

Fang Jun took off his coat and lay on the chair.

He still doesn't understand why when Alan said he wanted to copy a snake for the wound on his back, he agreed to this ridiculous request after thinking about it.

"I'm not sashimi, I'm just painting it with paint. If you don't like it, you can wash it off, it's no big deal." Looking at Fang Jun's serious expression, Alan felt much more relaxed.

First, the fine strokes of ink.[

When the pen tip touched the wound on Fang Jun's back, the cold pen tip and the sudden pain from the wound made Fang Jun's body tremble suddenly.

"It's so boring. I actually allowed you to do such a thing. I really don't know what you were thinking just now." Fang Jun wanted to get up, but Alan pushed him down. Fang Jun turned his head and looked at Alan, "Alan

Girl, stop making trouble..."

Alan's fingers gently pressed on Fang Jun's neck, and the hand holding the brush moved lightly and gracefully. Under the light, the pair of eyes with a smile wandered on Alan's back, "Since I agreed,

, you wouldn’t be so remorseful, could it be that you are also a person like Yu Yan, who doesn’t keep his word?”

Although it seems absurd, it is not a big deal.

Alan's words just now ignited the doubts in his heart, and also made him make bold guesses about the wounds that could not heal for a long time.

Maybe, this is really what was originally said...a curse?

"Brother Fang, let me ask you a question," Alan's hands were adjusting the paint, his movements were elegant and slow, and the faint tone in his voice seemed to have the magic power of seduction, "Do you think the story I told you is true?

How false is it?"

Alan suddenly said this, but Fang Jun didn't know what to say, "How can I ask this properly?"

"Actually, I still have a lot of questions that I can't figure out since I heard this story since I was a child." The conversation seemed like a plain chat, but Fang Jun felt that there was a mystery hidden in every sentence and every word of Alan, and he unconsciously raised his vigilance.

The brush in his hand slowly touched the wound again, and the black paint followed the human skin from the neck to the spine, and with just one stroke, he actually traced the prototype of a winding snake.

"Why did A'duo appear in the snake forest? Why did Luo Cheng and A'duo live in the snake den for so long without ever thinking of leaving Mangyuan Village? Who are those people who suddenly appeared? Who sent them? Luo Cheng

Why don't you want to tell A'duo who those people are? Why didn't those people kill A'duo? Doesn't leaving A'duo alive mean leaving evidence of crime? Even if A'duo doesn't know who the mastermind is, he can at least confess the murderer, why didn't he

Do this?"

Alan's series of questions left Fang Jun unable to answer. He was not even ready or even heard Alan's words clearly.

In the tone that seemed to be just a chat between friends, Fang Jun felt an invisible weirdness and gloomy oppression that made him breathless.

Seeing that Fang Jun didn't speak, Alan continued to ask, "How did Yu Yan enter Mangyuan Village? What does he do in Mangyuan Village every day? Why doesn't he even let a pregnant woman go? Or...does this person really exist?"

Alan's questions became more and more acute, and they even began to completely deny the first story he told!

If the first story is false, then why did Alan say it in the first place? If the first story is true, then... what is she doing now?
Chapter completed!