Lin Feiran seriously stopped Gu Kaifeng's exaggerated facts, closed eyes, blindly singing, and acting on the drama: "As long as it is within the scope of competence, I can try to help."

He is not a "father", but these ghosts have no physical bodies, and they are often bound by obsessions and cannot move freely. If they are not lucky, they may not be able to see them after a few hundred years. If there is any important wish, but I can’t do anything, I think it’s very bad, so if it’s not too difficult, Lin Feiran will be happy to help them.

"My wish," Jingji put a thin white finger on his lips, and his eyes turned around in a clever way. "My body is a costume, you go out and take my body out." Wash it, sew the broken place, and let me relax in the sun."

"Oh..." Lin Feiran did not expect that the dream of the drama was so simple and simple. After a moment of sighing, he promised to come down. "Okay, no problem."

The drama resentfully said: "My body is placed at the bottom of the backstage warehouse props, where it has been pressed for several years by other tattered clothes. I can't see the sun every day, and I have to be moldy."

It’s really a moldy in the literal sense, not a metaphor!

"The key to the auditorium warehouse," Gu Kaifeng thought. "It seems to be in the hands of a physical education teacher. I should be able to borrow me if I want him."

"Okay, okay, get me out." The actress has to clap his hands.

Lin Feiran curiously said: "You are the favorite costume of Mr. Shen Fengsheng during his lifetime. How can it be in the warehouse of our school auditorium?"

Lin Feiran remembers that he had seen the introduction of Shen Fengsheng's old residence on the travel guide when he went to the city with his parents in previous years. However, they are not very flustered by Peking Opera. Plus, the city of A is a tourist city, and the attractions are too much to play. So I didn't go to see it. However, if you want to come to Shen Fengsheng, the artist who used it before, should be properly preserved.

"I was stolen by the thief after the master passed away." The eyebrows were raised and shouted. "I was resold a few hands. Finally, the rich man who bought me was ransacked. I followed a bunch of other clothes." I was taken away by people. I fell to the flea market in the past few years. I was bought by your school's purchaser for 50 yuan. Fifty! Buy me! Oh, good, I work so well, it looks like Is it like only fifty?"

Lin Feiran and the drama are the same enemy: "That is, fifty pieces are simply..."

The drama is full of enthusiasm: "Well, plus fifty, how can these idiots not know what to buy?"

Lin Feiran: "..."

Lin Feiran awkwardly comforted: "You don't be angry, they don't have eyes."

Lin Feiran is very sweet when talking to his elders, but he is not very good at girls.

After all, he is usually the one who is being shackled!

At this time, a rare applause sounded in the auditorium. It should be the end of the student representative’s speech. Gu Kaifeng looked down and said: “It’s almost baby, it’s time to go back.”

Lin Feiran nodded and said to the drama: "You wait, we will take you away later."

At noon lunch, Lin Feiran sat on the steps of the auditorium and played mobile phones.

Not far from the footsteps, Lin Feiran looked up and saw Gu Kaifeng coming towards himself, one hand in the trouser pocket, the other hand's index finger on a key ring, see Lin Feiran looking to himself, Gu Kaifeng With a bit of deliberately arrogant suspicion, I turned the key ring twice with a finger and immediately shook it. "I said that I didn't believe the teacher in the warehouse. I gave it to me for a long time."

"Let's go." Lin Feiran stood up from the steps, Gu Kaifeng saw no one left and right, then he reached out and smashed his hand on Lin Feiran's pretty buttocks wrapped in uniform pants.

Lin Feiran hangs a hard smile on his lips and says, "Don't make trouble."

"Help you pat the soil." Gu Kaifeng stinked and slammed his face, and lowered his voice. "Of course, this half a month is broken, cranky."

It’s broken! Lin Feiran snorted and walked toward the warehouse.

In the warehouse behind the auditorium stage, there are all sorts of messy props, banners, musical instruments, costumes, and the old piano that was played by Lin Feiran during the performance of the festival during the semester. Lin Feiran remembers that the piano is also attached. The ghost of a young man, the man was terrible and terrible, and left a deep impression on Lin Feiran. He was afraid that Lin Feiran had never come to him before.

Lin Feiran's gaze swept across the piano, and he planned to wait for Gu Kaifeng to ask the male ghost on the piano.

That's right, the sly Lin Xiaogu cake has Gu Kaifeng backing up this time, and he is not afraid of it!

There are several props on the ground, and Gu Kaifeng opened the yin and yang eyes.

The drama is standing on one of the props boxes, and eagerly rushing two people to wave: "It is this box, fast, my sister will be suffocated."

Gu Kaifeng walked over, and the lid of the box was a musty smell. Gu Kaifeng’s brow wrinkled slightly, his expression slightly abruptly reached out and touched the bottom of the box, and pulled the corner of the clothes at the bottom, up. A pull.

"Hey, you are a little lighter!" The singer licked his wrist and groaned, "The arms are all letting you die."

Lin Feiran fixed his eyes and looked at it. Gu Kaifeng’s hand was just the cuff of the costume.

"Know it -" Gu Kaifeng dragged his long voice and carelessly. Lin Feiran propped the plastic bag prepared in advance, and Gu Kaifeng went into the costume.

The drama is not pleasing to the eye: "Do you put me in this group and put it in a plastic bag?"

Gu Kaifeng has limited patience to people outside Lin Feiran. He hears an eyebrow and asks: "No?"

The play is full of pink bubbles, and he is very excited: "Otherwise... can you hold me back? Is it the kind of princess, I haven’t been so embraced yet."

Gu Kaifeng and Lin Feiran each imagined that they were holding a costume and walking on the road. They all seemed to be very sick, so they refused in unison: "Not good."

I am not happy with the drama!

"Gent you a hand, the box is full of gray." Lin Feiran said, pulling Gu Kaifeng's hand, wiped Gu Kaifeng's slender fingers with a wipe. He lowered his eyes and his eyes twitched slightly, and he trembled with Gu Kaifeng's heart itch. He bowed his head and kissed it. Lin Feiran responded enthusiastically to the soft tongue, while still not stopping to wipe Gu Kaifeng, Gu Kaifeng could not help but laugh.

"Concentrate on it." Gu Kaifeng said vaguely, grabbed the dirty wipes in the hands of Lin Feiran and dropped it to the side, and then firmly buckled Lin Feiran's waist to deepen the kiss.

"Wow, are you really ignoring my existence?" The young lady who was stunned by the face of the dog food did not do it, and cheerfully greeted the ghost of 50 meters. "Little friends, little friends." Let's see the handsome guy!"

"Enough..." Lin Feiran realized that there was a ghost on the side, his face was red, and he was writhing and trying to break away. Gu Kaifeng tightened him tightly and turned off the yin and yang eyes. The world was quiet. .

Lin Feiran gasped and refused Gu Kaifeng: "There are definitely a lot of ghosts around, don't..."

Gu Kaifeng’s beautiful black eyes are abrupt, with a smile: “More will be more exciting.”

Lin Feiran: "..."

The two were tired of being in the warehouse, and they went back to the classroom with their costumes. After the evening of self-study, they brought the costumes back to the bedroom.

As a singularity of costumes, the drama is followed by costumes, where the costumes are, and the drama can move freely within a certain range centered on costumes.

Back to the bedroom, Lin Feiran took the costume out of the plastic bag and shook it. He carefully asked the teacher's opinion: "Can the machine wash?"

The drama is like a person stepping on the tail and screaming: "Of course not! I will be dizzy! You were thrown in the washing machine and turned around to try?"

Lin Feiran waved his hand: "I will ask, then I will give you a hand wash."

The play was shyly shy: "You are gentle to others, gently licking, not using the washboard, the skin is very delicate."

Lin Feiran: "..."

Gu Kaifeng reached for the costume and said: "I am going to wash."

"No, I will wash her, you..." Lin Feiran whispered something, holding the side of the costume, Gu Kaifeng's hand caught an empty.

This drama is a girl, although she is essentially just a piece of clothing, but when she encounters this costume, it is like touching the body of a play, so Lin Feiran is not willing to let Gu Kaifeng touch this play. clothes.

“How come you are diligent?” Gu Kaifeng laughed. “I usually let you wash your underwear.”

"Where!" Lin Feiran was embarrassed to say that he was eating a piece of clothing vinegar. "Ten I will let you wash at most."

Gu Kaifeng made a slow, nasal sound: "Well?"

Lin Xiao, who can't take care of himself, blushes: "Nine nine things are going!"

Gu Kaifeng, who is almost all-inclusive, nodded reluctantly: "Let's do it." After a pause, Gu Kaifeng added a sentence. "Nothing, I love to wash you anyway, it is welfare for me."

Lin Feiran: "..."

The show that was unsuccessful in the show was resentful: "I want to wash with warm water, warm water that is about the same as your body temperature."

"Know it." Lin Feiran should, put the costumes on the shoulders, lift the kettle to the water room, put the water in the basin to warm, then dip the cuffs of the costumes in the water, ask, "This Is the temperature ok?"

Jing Jing felt it with his hand and said: "A little hotter."

Lin Feiran obediently added a little hot water to it.

"Okay."

Lin Feiran soaked the whole costume in warm water, and then unscrewed the mouth of the laundry liquid. When he was about to pour it in, he carefully sneaked in the past: "Wait, what is the smell of this laundry?"

Lin Feiran had a headache: "Lavender."

The drama requires: "Let me smell."

Lin Feiran picked up the drenched costume from the basin and put the neckline close to the mouth of the laundry liquid. He said: "Can you smell it?"

"Can." The drama wrinkled its nose. "It's too fragrant. You put a little less. I walked the pure line and didn't want to be so glamorous."

Lin Feiran: "..."