Chapter 26 The murderer crawling on the handmade skirt , sniffing , licking ... ^ ^ ...​​​​​

Chen Che moved to his favorite corner . The world across the window was a sun garden carefully tended by the gardener . The setting sun melted gold , and the lake in the distance looked like a huge piece of gold foil .

He put the tablet aside and placed Meeme on the soft carpet . He , who never took photos before , started taking photos as if possessed by a ghost , and the camera on his mobile phone kept snapping away .

The picture is out of focus , d e l e t e ; Meeme's slender legs are not captured in the picture , d e l e t e ; the child is not smiling , d e l e t e .

Finally , the winning photo of the " Children's Innocence Photography Competition Award " was selected from dozens of identical photos .

Of course I have to post it on my circle of friends to show off .

— — 【Today 's O O T D 】

The eldest son of the Shen family , who hasn't posted on WeChat Moments for thousands of years and has always been lying on the WeChat list of his friends , has updated .

【Zombies : The Missing Return ! 】

[ Brother : Bro , can you lend me your car ? I want one with one - way windows . ]

[ Mom of the Movie Queen : Show me the doll . ]

[ Director Dad : Wife , you did n’t even like the post I posted on WeChat Moments . ]

【Panda Chi likes 】​​

" Hey , little brat , ca n't you see my comments ? " Shen Che was not affected at all by his mother 's complaints .

He stared at the hearts in the circle of friends , his patience running out . Why didn't she comment yet ?

Just likes but no comments ? Why didn't she praise MeeMee 's overalls for being pretty ?

He exited the friend circle and re - entered it .

That praise was like a tiny fishbone , piercing my heart and causing me a dull discomfort .

Chen Che first replied to Lu Ziyu , " No way , " and then he found a new friend on WeChat - Zhao Xizhi applied to add him as a friend .

He clicked to reject the online fraud scheme .

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At some point , the obsessed mother turned into her son's territory . Shen Che guessed that she was here to play with the tablet , so he kindly handed it to her .

Du Yuanshan glanced at him sideways , without even raising her hand , and spoke first : " Disinfect my tablet . "

The maternal love factor in the air is gradually becoming thinner .

Under his mother 's glare , Xiao Chen , a tablet repair and dust cleaning worker , wiped the iPad dry and said , " Here . "

Du Yuanshan then took the tablet , unlocked it , and blinked rapidly .

" Eye cramp ? " Chen Che was all too familiar with her expression . " The comic you 're following has been updated . "

Her well -maintained face suddenly cracked into a smile , and the fine lines she had hated her entire life crept up around her eyes . " New role ?! "

She stopped lying down . She miraculously got up after being bedridden for 10 years , and the iPad in her hand was like her treasure pot .

A cartoon overhead view of a luxurious dressing room , where the refracted light from a crystal chandelier casts a shadow on the haute couture . The wardrobe door is ajar , revealing a soft little ear hidden in the shadows .

The next painting is the apocalyptic battlefield of the entire cloakroom .

The battle - damaged Hermès was dragged to a corner . A glass display case , accidentally triggered , automatically opened , and the hand - embroidered dress inside vanished .

The grid after the page spread .

The murderer wearing a hood crawled on the handmade skirt , sniffing , licking ...​​

Du Yuanshan was silent for a moment , and slid her fingers downwards .

The entire screen is white .

So short ! Do you want to topcontinued again ?!​​​

The turbid air is exhaled as the pages are turned with the fingertips , and Xigua Dada plays with his mentality .

Turning another page , a half-length photo of the murderer suddenly appeared .

Black Prada overalls , this killer has some taste .​​​

Du Yuanshan followed the invisible brush as she looked down , and her overalls revealed two furry pointed ears .

It sensed the gaze of the person peeping at the screen and turned around suddenly .

The time points to 0 o'clock , and the full moon hangs high outside the window .

The artist used pen sketching strokes to depict the process of the lamb transforming into a human .

It turns out that this is not a new character , but the secret of the little brother .

The brightness of the tablet reflected on Du Yuanshan's eyes . She was silent for three seconds , raised her eyes , and scanned the huge boy with no human shape .

Xigua used a sketching style to outline the appearance of the puppy brother . Why does he look a bit like her son ?

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Du Yuanshan 's eyes fell on Chen Che's new toy , and her voice became soft : " Hey , is this a gift from my fans ? "

Chen Che protected the lamb as if it were a thief : " It's the pants , not the lamb . "

" I 'm not trying to steal it , just let me take a look . "

The eldest son put the lamb in front of his old mother , shook it for a second , and then pressed it back into his arms .

“ How old are you … ? ”

" Now that I'm an adult , I have the legal rights to be a child . " He fixed the slipping straps for MeeMee , his little lamb , Kiyo .

Du Yuanshan asked where she bought the sheep , and Chen Che threw the words " limited edition " at her , his words full of arrogance .

" Limited edition ? " The mother, of course, knew her son 's weakness . " Wow , I was talking about Yangyang — no , it has a name . Your Mee Mee has an extraordinary origin . "

" Of course . " He fell in love with it at first sight .

" Where did you find this cute little meow ? "​​​

Sure enough , the son fell into the trap and told the whole story of Mee Mee .

After hearing this , Du Yuanshan was silent for two seconds , then raised her voice in disbelief : " You even stole a little girl 's things ?! How could I have given birth to something like you ! Give it back to me now ! "

After beating her son , the mother felt relieved and then remembered the comics she was reading . After receiving the " permission to touch " command from her son , Du Yuanshan's hands , which had just undergone phototherapy treatment , gently lifted the lamb .

She thought that if she became a grandmother , she would probably be as gentle as this .

Du Yuanshan has a group of die-hard fans who refuse to believe that their idol is over 40 years old . If she takes a photo of her ID card in front of her fans , they will call it a fake ID .

What a grandma ! She was frightened by the fantasy of being a grandma , and rubbed her eyes violently to try to dispel the image .

When the housekeeper Zheng Shu walked to the southwest corner of the living room , he saw a scene of mother and son loving each other and having a happy time .

The clocks rang back in the opposite direction , as if returning to the past , when Du Yuanshan was holding an iPad and accompanying the young master to English class .

" No , just follow the teacher . "

" Mom , you read it wrong . "

At that time , the young master would call his mother by using reduplication , "Good girl , good girl . "

" Bonana ... Bonana ? "​​​

" Mom is so stupid . "

" Oh , you 're talking back now , little brat ! "

Shen Dahe, who had just returned home from work, saw his wife furiously pressing her philtrum . His face darkened : " You kid, you scolded my wife ? "

Nothing happened , mixed doubles .

Uncle Zheng withdrew his gaze and stood quietly aside . Du Yuanshan only heard him say , " I don't know where Xigua Da is from . "

The comic website is where artists from all over the world publish their works .

" The style is very Korean comics , " Du Yuanshan analyzed , " but Xigua Dada uses English . "

Chen Che lowered his unfocused eyelashes , recalling his experience a few days ago as a " forced worker " at a Korean restaurant . The kimchi shop owner 's English was truly difficult to understand . His fingers skimmed through a few more pages : " It doesn't sound like Korean English . " It didn't smell like plastic kimchi .

" What a coincidence . " Du Yuanshan put Meeme and the tablet together , and her eyes moved from the plush doll to the painting .

70% like .

With the Prada overalls , it looks very similar .​

Is it really a coincidence ?

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" Pab ! " Park Ye - jin called her stupid .

Chi Leyou glanced at her and muttered , " I'm looking for something for Mee Mee to wear . A naked butt is n't pretty . "

" He usually looks smart , but his IQ drops to zero at critical moments . "

" Ah , why are you scolding me ? " Chi Leyou jumped up from the bed , punched the air with both fists , and drooped in loneliness .

" I can also speak Northeastern dialect . " Park Ye- jin opened her mouth and her mouth shape was: big , silly , and cross .

“ … … ”

" Shen , right ? " Park Ye- jin scribbled on the tablet . " Your son 's surname is going to change . "

Chi Mee Mee → Chen Mee Mee .

Chi Leyou wanted to push her : " A dog doesn't mind a poor home ! " But the lamb would never do that .

" Tsk, tsk , tsk, tsk. With such a rich adoptive father , what young master would miss his mother in the mountains ? "

At this moment , this hardworking mother was packing her things . She only had a few banknotes left in her wallet , but the plastic phone cord on her Presto card holder was about to break , so Chi Leyou simply took it off .

" Xigua , how could there be students who don't know about Presto Cards ? " She thought of Shen Che 's bewildered look , and it did n't seem like he was lying .

" The second generation of a chaebol . "

“ Not like it . ” How could a rich second-generation man fall into prostitution ? Did his family fall into poverty ?

" New student ? "

" He's already a junior . "

Park Ye- jin paused and scoffed , " That 's just pretentiousness. A vain bastard who likes to act rich in front of girls . I hate people like that the most . "

As the first reader of her comic masterpieces , Chi Leyou always felt that Park Ye- jin 's painting skills had improved , and she seemed to be moving away from the two - dimensional world and making great strides towards realism .

" Xigua , is this a werewolf comic ? " The screen stopped at midnight when the male protagonist transformed .

" Sheep Man ! " Park Ye- jin beamed . " Thank you for the inspiration ! I 'll defeat him for you in my painting ! "

This is not a crusade at all . The male protagonist she created has beast / human elements added to his originally reserved appearance , adding a bit of charm .

Chi Leyou pulled her eyes away and was almost burned by the male protagonist 's gaze .

She wanted to speak , but was interrupted by Park Ye- jin 's raised hand .

" My dear , " the pressure- sensitive pen swirls out cool pen flowers at the fingertips , " Just tell me if it 's handsome or not ! " ②

In the first two chapters , the hero is just a pendant for the wealthy older sister . Starting in the third chapter , he exudes an inhumanly handsomeness that , while not bordering on the glamorous , nonetheless stirs a destructive desire within her . If her gaze were a sword , she 'd want to strike down , stopping three inches from his face , the blade pointing downwards , unbuttoning his shirt ... Admire the mosaic image .

" Handsome , " Chi Leyou said , a little worried . " ... Will he find out ? "

There are so many similarities that it 's time to sue them .

" How is that possible ! " Park Ye- jin kicked up her feet . " I also have a time -travel element ! The hero travels back in time to repay a favor . "

Sensing her Maple Leaf Country roommate 's worried expression , she slid over , chair and all , grabbed her roommate 's hand , and held it to her face . " I swear on my pen name , I 'll paint well and wo n't be caught ! "

Seeing the girl looking like a wilted kimchi , Park Ye - jin revealed her background again : " Look , a flop comic , 99 favorites . "

It 's so niche that no one cares except the loyal fans .​

Chi Leyouge opened her hand and tapped the collection bar : " My great painter , now it 's in the triple digits . "

" Mo ? 100 ? " Park Ye - jin clicked to the backstage , her eyes circling around the ID of the 100th reader .​​​

The ID is a meaningless combination of letters and numbers , indicating a newly registered user .

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After registering on the web , Chen Che collected the comic book .​​​​​

It lay in the collection and became the focus of the young master .

Uncle Zheng stepped forward at the right moment : " Master , the surveillance footage you requested . "

Chen Che clicked on the video , which was a residential surveillance video from 8 months ago . The picture was not very clear , and a girl was standing next to a cherry tree .

It was the peak blooming season for cherry blossoms , and the pink mist-like corolla covered the girl 's upper body .

She appeared in front of the house in small steps - standing at the place where he kicked the door today , and pressed the doorbell .

There was naturally no one in the room . The girl waited for a while and then moved back under the tree .

It seemed like an eternity had passed , and only the rain -like falling cherry blossoms reminded him that this was not a still picture .

When he couldn't help wanting to fast forward , the girl rode her bicycle out of the pink rain -

The thief 's face came into his sight .

It was indeed her .

Two little men in my mind are playing tug - of - war—

Call the police .

Or , come and reclaim your bike now .

Uncle Zheng understood the young master 's desire to call the police immediately . He lowered his voice and said , " Young master , your collection was sold by your wife . "

" ? " Chen Che almost thought this was a story about selling everything he had to make ends meet during a famine .

" What collection ? I have n't touched any of yours ... Oh , that old bike . " The image of that little bike surfaced in a distant memory . " The 28 - inch bicycle your grandfather rode when he was young was even better looking than that bike . I put it on the second-hand market , and it took a long time for anyone to buy it ! "

“ … … ”

It was indeed a matter of calling the police , except that the suspect instantly became the mother .

Chen Che took the ice water brought by Wang Sao , drank most of it in one go , and forced himself to calm down .

The suspect , unfazed by the slight , continued to tread lightly on the legal edge : " I had to return to China to film a scene , and you and your aunt were in the Yukon photographing the aurora . I had no choice but to entrust Mrs. Wang with full responsibility . "

The young master glanced over .​

Mrs. Wang flinched at the knife's touch and mumbled , " My wife said the buyer was kind enough to let me dress up the car . "

" Kindness ?! " The whole world laughed , but he was the only one who couldn't laugh , because he was the one who lost his beloved car .

Mrs. Wang : " Master , you haven't been back home for a long time , have you ? Back home , if you throw away large pieces of junk , you have to pay the uncle who comes to collect the waste a hundred yuan as a reward . In Maple Leaf Country , if you throw away such items , you have to send them to a mobile garbage collection point . Or you can have someone come to your house to collect them . Do you know how much half a truckload of garbage costs ? 500 --- "

" — — knife ! " Mrs. Wang, who was in her fifties , straightened her back , and the bump on the back of her neck flattened a little . " Taxes are calculated separately . "

" Why wasn't the transaction taking place at home ? " Chen Che threw out his final question . It would n't be easy if it wasn't at the villa , so why did he go to the door of that house ?

" Madam said it's embarrassing . The seller lives in such a nice place . What if the buyer realizes and bargains down the price ? Should we sell it or not ? "

Reasonable .

This is a perfect closed loop that is self-consistent .

" Mom , my bicycle costs 150,000 yuan - " The word " knife " was not even uttered before he finished speaking .

His biological mother had a kind smile on her lips , just like the one his mother wore in the candlelight .

My son , really , if you need money , just tell your mother directly !

Chen Che lowered his gaze to a thin card . The card absorbed the light from the crystal lamp , reflecting an alluring sparkling glow .

" Xiao Che , Mom is going back to China tomorrow . It 's all Xiao Yu's fault ! I was so kind to bring him to the big screen , but he did something so wrong . It forced me to go back and reshoot a few shots . You keep this black card . Oh my god , why does Mom earn so much ? Your old dad ca n't spend it all . Buy him a nice shirt . He told me to be careful about the impact . Woo woo woo ... Mom can only rely on you for this money . "

She was still sobbing ?​

Chen Che had a headache and pressed his palm . " Mom , bring your emotional label with you and take it out during filming . Who knows , you might win the next Oscar . "

When she heard about Oscar , the actress 's mother said cheerfully , " Your Aunt Cen and Xixi just got off the plane . "

Chen Che handed over four tickets : " I got the crosstalk tickets . " He snatched them away from Lu Ziyu .

Du Yuanshan's eyes lit up and then dimmed as she said regretfully , " Mom won't be able to see Teacher Ji 's special performance . Remember to go backstage and take a photo with Teacher Ji Wuling . Mom is his fan . "

" I 'm not interested in the crosstalk performed by the Wuling Hongguang . "

" … " Du Yuanshan wanted to scold her son for giving her favorite teacher a nickname , but she held back . " Your grandmother said we have to do our best to be good hosts . You and Xiaoyu should take Xixi to see it . "

So I 'm here to watch over him ! No wonder I need 4 tickets !

" What if I don't ? " His sparse eyebrows disappeared , and the arrogance of the past jumped into his eyes .

" The Cen and Shen families are old friends . I 'm just giving your grandma a face . Can you be nicer to Xixi ? At least smile ? "​​

" I ca n't laugh . What 's the point of laughing ? Her name is so festive , so her smile muscles must be well -developed . Just let her laugh . "

" Ca n't you see ? Your grandma is setting you up with a lover ! "​

" Hold on , son , I'm color blind and can't see colors . "

“ … … ”

Who does this bad temper resemble ?

Even if a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers can’t subdue Monkey King , there is still Monk Tang who can defeat him !

No one can cure her son !

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Saturday , Happy Travel Festival .

" Yoyo . "

In the crowd , a middle-aged woman with big curly hair was waving at Chi Leyou .

" Sister Yang . " She walked over and pulled out a large hair tie from her crossbody bag . She handed it to her , " This is for you . "

" It's good that you 're here . Why bring a gift ? " Manager Yang raised a pair of delicate eyebrows and stroked the hair tie with his fingertips . " It's expensive , right ? "

Chi Leyou curled his lips and said , " Dollara bought it . "​​​​

" You 're just trying to scare me , you little girl ! " Sister Yang has been in the Maple Leaf Country for many years , and her hair hoops are of high quality , definitely not the quality you can buy in a dollar store .

“ I made it myself . ”

" Looks good— " Sister Yang pinched it , " Rat ~ ! "​​​

This made Chi Leyou giggle . Her feelings were conveyed to the other person through the right means .

The fabric was bought by her good friend Ren Mi during a trip to Japan . Chi Leyou wanted a beautiful small piece of fabric with a unique pattern to make a hairband . Ren Mi, a second -generation entrepreneur , rushed into a fabric store , and with one snip , the clerk was gone for 800 yuan .

Later , they found out that the store was called Minagawa Akira .

Chi Leyou made a few large intestine - shaped hairbands with cloth and gave them to Ren Mi and her mother . She also made one for Park Ye - jin . They were so beautiful that she screamed " Oh my God ! "

With a few scraps of fabric left , she sewed a pair of pants for the lamb , referring to a picture on the internet . With the last piece , she made a handkerchief .

The pattern on the cloth was a vast expanse of green pine , delicately embroidered to outline each pine leaf . The handkerchief was too small to fully capture its beauty . But their financial situation was there ; she had her handmade handkerchief , while the wealthy had their Akira Minagawa four- piece bedding set .

Manager Yang led Chi Leyou through the internal personnel passage and ran into the cleaning lady . She immediately recognized Chi Leyou and said , " Is n't that Youyou ? Are you here for work ? "

" Youyou is my distinguished guest . " Manager Yang winked at the cleaning lady , who understood and quickly raised her hand in approval .

" Stand in the left corner for a while , " Manager Yang instructed . " After the show starts , if there 's an empty seat nearby , take a seat . I 'll arrange for someone to bring you tea . "

" No, no, no . " Chi Leyou 's face was like a rattle , and she hurriedly said that it was already very good . How could she , who got in through the back door , enjoy the treatment of a VIP ticket ?

I'm really afraid of being struck by lightning .

" You kid . " After Manager Yang's divorce , their daughter was awarded to the man . Her daughter , currently studying in China and applying to universities in the Maple Leaf Country , touched Chi Leyou 's head , as if caressing her daughter 's head from across a distant hemisphere .

She respected the young man 's opinion and nodded : " Well , then you can enjoy the show . "

The side door opened , and the noise from the small theater rushed into the staff passage .

Chi Leyou carefully closed the small door and stuck his head out .

The crimson backdrop slowly descended , and the audience walked into the theater chatting and laughing . Ji Wuling 's popularity was directly proportional to the attendance rate . With 20 minutes left before the show ended , the seats were almost full .

The audience were either rich or noble , and dressed appropriately .

She heard two foreigners whispering not far away .

" The parking lot is horrible , like a car show . "

" I also saw a giant lizard called Seabee , and it blinded me ! "​​

" This talk show is mostly attended by Chinese people . Chinese people are super rich , okay ? Does Jack know anyone ? "​​​​​​

Another shrugged : " I only know Jackie Chan . "​​​​​​​​

" What a country bumpkin ! Even the owner of Alibaba doesn't know him . "

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In this city where the stereotype of " Chinese = rich " is prevalent , Chi Leyou actually wants to clear the name of the Chinese , saying that not all Chinese are that rich .

She also wanted to tell them that this was not a talk show , but a traditional Chinese folk art program .

While she was lost in thought , the two foreigners stared at her , and Chi Leyou felt like she was caught red - handed .

Two foreigners were holding crosstalk tickets . Chi Leyou had seen the tickets Chen Che had bought from Lu Ziyu for zero yuan . The front of the tickets were in Chinese , the back in English and French . The first show , " Debt Is Inescapable , " had a translation error : " d e b t " was spelled " d e t b . "

Her guilty conscience escalated into embarrassment . The " ticket- dodger " inched his pace along the edge of the wall .

She settled herself in the corner , her heart skipping a beat every now and then . She suppressed her guilty conscience and turned on her phone which had been dimmed for a long time .

She wanted to chat with anyone .

I made the handkerchief last night and placed it on the table . Chi Zhinu took a photo of it for certification and casually posted it to Instagram , receiving a few likes and a missing person who returned .

Brook : What is this ?​​​​​​

Chi Leyou asked his gay friend to guess .

After a while , the gay friend replied : Rag ?

In Chi Leyou 's eyes , this gay friend whom she had never met , who was studying in the same country as her and was much taller than ordinary girls , might have the straightforward personality of a girl .​

There is no false admiration or deliberate flattery , only pure friendship between them .​

Chi Leyou replied self - deprecatingly : Hey , the handkerchief I made myself looks like a rag ?

There was a long silence .

Write and delete over there .

Brook : A masterpiece full of deconstructionist design ingenuity​​​​​​​​

" Puchi . " Chi Leyou laughed out loud . Ever since his nationality was decoded , his friend's ability to speak nonsense in a serious manner has improved .

The lights changed , and she looked at the stage table in the center of the theater , on which were placed crosstalk props such as fans , wake-up blocks , and handkerchiefs .

The crosstalk was about to begin , and the girl secretly turned off her phone screen .

She stood in the corner , without her work badge protecting her chest . Although her gay friend 's jokes made her feel better , the Xiyouhui was full of brightly dressed audiences , and she seemed out of place huddled in the corner .

There are still a few minutes left before leaving the field .

A figure flashed in at the entrance .

Chi Leyou recognized the person instantly .​

His tall figure made him particularly eye -catching , and the originally seated audience followed his figure and looked over . With the crowd 's cover , Chi Leyou quietly turned his gaze to the man .

Yesterday she was wearing a men's sweater , but today she changed into a formal suit and replaced her casually gathered hair with a carefully groomed hairstyle .

The vivid image impacted her mind . She recalled the not very long picnic path , where he shot hoops with a foreign uncle who loved basketball . He did n't say much , but he was interesting enough . Every word he said was reflected in her mind one by one , like the subtitles at the bottom of a movie or TV show .

As the show was about to start , Shen Che hurriedly put his phone in his pocket . The screen was dim , and INS was still running in the background .

" Brother Che , wait for me . " A girl 's dissatisfied grumble came from behind .​

Chen Che didn't stop and glanced back : " How old are you ? "

She was wearing a formal evening gown and holding a silver evening bag with sparkling lights , looking as if she was going to attend a Gala .

" 22 years and 7 months . "​​

Chen Che , who is younger than her , said : " Hehe, sister , nice to meet you . "

" Ha ! " The Chinese people at the table closest to Chen Che laughed out loud .

Zhao Xizhi almost could n't breathe .​

" Chen Che, you ! " The girl who was dressed up was so embarrassed that the bag chain in her hand broke with a sound .

" Hehe, sister, are you going to the Olympics to compete in the discus throw ? "

" You ! " Studying abroad is just an excuse , actually my mother wants to arrange a match for us .

I thought this poker face would get better when he grew up , but I didn't expect it to become even more annoying when he grew up .

After going to the bathroom , Mrs. Cen caught up with the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl group .

Just the back view was enough to make them a perfect match . Mrs. Cen was filled with joy and called out , " Xixi , Ah Che . "

Zhao Xizhi turned back with a dark face : " I don't want to sit with him . "

" It 's not meant to be a row of seats . Aunt Cen , your seats are in the front . "

" Huh ? " This move caught Mrs. Cen off guard . " Are n't there four tickets ? You and Xixi can sit together . "

At some point, the man had a doll in his hand : " I 'll sit with it . "

The mother and daughter were stunned and looked at the lamb in Shen Che 's hand .

After accurately finding the location on the ticket , Shen Che raised his foot to leave .

Mrs. Cen called out to him , " You 're sitting with such a small doll ? Is that proper ? Do you think you 're Haidilao ? "

At the last minute , the staff held up a sign to signal the audience to take their seats as soon as possible .

The man 's impatient gaze shifted across the audience and into the corner .

The crowd was vast , and the people around him turned into stacked silhouettes like in a cartoon . The lights in the theater suddenly dimmed , leaving only the light and shadow of the grille in the corner behind the aisle , which attracted his gaze .

Stop , don't move .

" My friend arrived a long time ago . " Chen Che raised the lamb and waved at the girl in the corner . " I 'll sit with her . "