Chapter 292 A Family Should Be Together, that Old Photo

Feng Yuhuai intoxicated and greedily breathed in the meaty aroma in the air. The aroma did not even need to be skinned and bled. It was already coming out from the soft hair, white necks, and even the hot air of her roommates.

From a cooking perspective, they did not need to add any extra seasonings, as they had already been marinated.

Then, Feng Yuhuai caught a hint of a stronger bone aroma. Although the smell only stayed for a moment, the aroma that remained in the air lingered for a long time.

Like an endless temptation, it stimulated her to keep her head down and not dare to raise it. Her throat rolled unconsciously and she kept swallowing saliva.

"Is it my father? My father just came and left again?"

Feng Yuhuai knew people by their scent. She took great effort to suppress the hunger in her heart. Her eyes were full of warm love. She carefully scanned the facial features of each of her besties, and then gently fell on the intersection where Feng Ju disappeared.

At this moment, Feng Yuhuai's heart was filled with a great enlightenment beyond the secular meaning:

"Since we good friends all want to be with each other forever, then as a family, we must be more eager to be together and never separate."

Zhang Liyu looked at Feng Yuhuai's affectionate gaze at her, and inexplicably the strange feeling that made her heart palpitate just now came to her mind again. She opened her mouth and was about to say something.

"Hey, you guys are in the first year of high school, you are lucky, come and take a photo with the school leaders and Professor Zuo Bai."

The little leader of the school office ran over and waved to a few people, interrupting Zhang Liyu's words in a very impolite tone, and also interrupted Feng Yuhuai's life perception that was sublimated to a new realm.

Feng Yuhuai and his group came over and stood obediently at the edge of the camera lens.

Although Feng Yuhuai has already made a name for herself on campus and has made some achievements, the school leaders in front of her don't recognize who she is at all.

She also didn't recognize these school leaders who rarely appeared in front of students, let alone Professor Zuo Bai who was surrounded in the center.

However, when these people who didn't know each other faced the camera, they all miraculously didn't need any guidance, and everyone naturally smiled beautifully, which was a hundred times brighter than their real smiles.

Perhaps, this just verified what Detective Li Shang said - the camera will become an accomplice of [mask].

It's not that the camera wants to help [mask], but because, under the camera, everyone will become a fake... fake face!!!

The photo was taken quickly, and the school leaders surrounded each other and left collectively like a tide.

Feng Yuhuai's eyes followed the backs of those who left. She frowned slightly and stared at their backs in confusion.

She sniffed gently and caught a very faint, almost imperceptible familiar smell in the remaining smell.

She will never forget this smell, which is the deepest smell imprinted in her memory.

She will never forget what happened in the dark basement of the clinic that day. The room was filled with this smell.

Xiaojuan gently tugged at Feng Yuhuai's clothes and whispered, "We've finished taking pictures. Let's go back to the dormitory."

Feng Yuhuai nodded gently as his thoughts drifted away.

At this time, Cuicui ran back like a gust of wind.

Cuicui ran away as soon as she finished taking pictures. She was a lively person and was often startled. Her roommates were used to it and didn't care.

Cuicui ran back and shouted, "Oh, why didn't you wait for me?"

After saying that, she didn't get angry. Instead, she spread her hands openly and said happily, "Look, what did I get back for everyone?"

Several people looked at Cuicui's palm curiously, and saw that she had a photo in her hand, which she had just boldly asked the photographer for.

Cuicui handed the photos to everyone, complaining with a smile:

"The photographer obviously took several photos in a row. I talked him out of my mouth and he picked and chose one that was not taken well. But fortunately, we are all beautiful, so we are beautiful girls no matter how we take the photos, hehe."

Zhang Liyu looked down at the photo. It was just an ordinary Polaroid photo. Because of overexposure, the figure in the center was a little blurry, as if covered with a veil, but the corners of the photo were unexpectedly clear.

It was as if they in the corners became the protagonists, and those in the middle blurred into the background.

Zhang Liyu looked down and stared at the corner of the photo. She looked at the corner of the photo. The four of them stood in a row, forming a corner.

Feng Yuhuai stood quietly at the innermost side, leaning against the unknown school leader, with a dignified and sweet smile.

But perhaps because she happened to be standing near the overexposed aperture, her side face was rendered a little blurry by the soft halo, giving people a faint sense of distortion, as if she was not worldly.

Next to Feng Yuhuai was Xiaojuan, who habitually gently held Feng Yuhuai's arm, with her head slightly tilted to the side of Feng Yuhuai, smiling shyly and bashfully.

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Next to Xiaojuan was Cuicui, who stretched her arms as far as possible, forming a "one" shape across the backs of the four people's heads, as if she wanted to hug everyone together forever, and smiled carelessly, revealing a few tiger teeth.

She herself stood at the outermost, leaning against a tree, with the shadows of several people merged into one under the tree.

Soft halo, intertwined shadows, four figures leaning against each other, huddled in a corner... Everything seemed ordinary, but it touched Zhang Liyu's heartstrings inadvertently, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten.

The moist eyes blurred the photo and the time. Zhang Liyu felt an inexplicable pain. She suddenly had an uneasy premonition that the scene frozen in the photo would remain at this moment forever and would never appear again in the future.

It was like the yellowed old photo in the memory, which was carefully put away and locked at the bottom of the box, but could never...

find the key to unlock it.

…….

At the same time, in the second prison of the ninth district, a high-tech security system replaced the traditional key door lock.

In front of a metal door that required iris verification, a bloody eyeball was cruelly stuffed into the iris recognizer. The heavy metal door opened, but it could not be closed.

Under the door, a head with an eye missing rolled to the ground and got stuck in the crack of the door, like a ball that a child accidentally dropped and got stuck under the bedroom door.

But this is not a place for children to play. There are only a group of prisoners who are soaked and their clothes and hair are dripping with blood.

They are unscrupulously releasing their inner frenzy and excitement, and they are laughing at the monitors above their heads in the bloody ground like a group of crazy children.

And their "toys" are the cruelly torn and shattered prison guard cards... puppets? ! !