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At 05:30 in the morning, Buying was woken up on time by the harsh sound of the stool upstairs scraping and pulling across the floor. A few minutes later, there was the heart-piercing cough of the old man and the loud complaints of his wife.

The sound insulation effect of the old building is surprisingly poor.

Bu Ying lay motionless on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling for a few minutes before slowly gathering up his scattered memories and remembering where he was.

The old couple upstairs are still bickering, the middle-aged couple next door is also urging their two children to get up to go to school, and the breakfast stalls on the roadside outside the building are busy with people, and the sparrows on the telephone poles are not far behind. Noisy with wings.

Bu Fei rubbed his face vigorously, and for a moment he almost jumped up to start a fire to cook, the instinct imprinted deep in his memory was really terrifyingly deep.

In other words, what was frightening was the cries and howls of those cubs waiting to be fed, which startled the birds in the mountains and silenced all directions.

After enjoying the long-lost quilt and cotton mattress, Step Fern slowly got up and dressed. The trauma to this body was too severe, and it would not be able to regain its vitality for a while.He was not in a hurry, after all, time was the least important thing to him.

I lit a fire and cooked a pot of porridge. The rice was washed out of the cabinet. I don’t know how long it has been, but the smell has not changed. It should not kill anyone.While struggling with the gas stove, Buying listened to the radio upstairs. The radio said that the recent active crustal movement across the country has gradually returned to calm. Citizens, please do not spread rumors and cause social panic. Measures still need to be prepared.

He still doesn't understand many words in the news, but he still understands the general meaning even after guessing.

Earthquake...he casually stirred the spoon, pondering the big and small earthquakes, and accidentally caught fire and the porridge became mushy.

After drinking two bowls of burnt thick porridge with a dark face, Bu Fei looked at the remaining half of the pot and was considering whether to throw it away when the anti-theft door suddenly slammed a few times, and a person knocked on the door and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone?" At home!!"

Seeing that there was no response for a while, the people outside the door turned around and left muttering: "I said that this house has not been lived in for a long time, and someone sent a letter."

The yellow leather wooden door inside the anti-theft door was half opened, revealing a thin, bloodless face: "I was busy just now, what can I do?"

The young man holding a stack of letters was startled, and after seeing the face clearly, he was still in shock: "My mother! There is really someone here, here is your letter and the utility bill. Come back, your utility bills have been going on for a long time. If you don’t pay it, the water and electricity will be cut off if you don’t pay it any more, hurry up.”

Bu Ying thanked him, took the letter and closed the door. There were three letters, and he opened the top one.

The letter was a notice from a certain university. Maybe because I couldn’t be contacted for a long time, I sent it here directly, informing him that I had passed the written test for the application for a teaching assistant in the school, and I will go to the fourth lecture hall of the East Campus for an interview on the [-]th of this month. , Step Fern remembered that the morning news said that today is the [-]th.

It was fast enough.

He put the notice aside, and looked at the second letter, saying that the letter was actually a postcard, the front was a [-]A-level scenic spot in China, and the back had only one sentence, it was urgent, return to the view.

The signature is Shishu.

Step fern stared thoughtfully at the postcard that was stained with various unknown liquids during the journey, put it on the notice, and opened the last and thickest letter.

There are several pages of paper, from one of the five major banks, a pile of credit card reminders...

Although Bu Fei doesn't know the specific purpose of the credit card, he still knows the words repayment and negative balance.When he saw the original owner's five-figure bill, the faint smile disappeared instantly, the familiar formula, the familiar taste...

Poverty gave way to Fern calmly, and after calmly thinking about a stack of bills for 10 minutes, he picked up the interview notice and re-examined it.

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Everything is familiar once and twice. After a train journey and then buying a ticket, Buying is already a skilled worker, thanks to the fact that he once had a curious younger brother, and during the period of raising him, Buying quickly cultivated Played a speed of acceptance of new things.

In a modern society where high-speed railways extend in all directions, not many people choose this kind of "express train" that takes more than ten hours.

If it wasn't for the cash-strapped condition, Step Fern would not be willing to spend more than ten hours in the grunting sound and the complex gas in the car.

Near midnight, most of the people in the car curled up and dozed off. Bu Fei quietly flipped through the newspaper with a little light. He read each line carefully, so the speed was not fast. Just after turning two pages, there was a long whistle. , the train stopped at a small station.

The platform was very simple, and few people got on or off the bus. Bu Ying took a sip of tea from the water cup, and sat down opposite two young people.

He glanced at them and couldn't help being stunned. The two young men had exactly the same appearance, but at a glance, there was a clear boundary between them, so that no one would mistake them.

"It was too miserable to come out this time. I didn't catch anything and got injured all over my body." The young man sitting opposite Bu Ying put down his backpack and muttered, "That's fine, it's just a trip. In the end, a phone call took us away. Assigned from the south to the north, when we summon the beast! Come out, my Zhuang Xiaoqin?"

"..." His fellow brother threw the bag over his head expressionlessly: "Shut up."

Zhuang Xiaoqin sniffed and pursed his mouth, feeling aggrieved.

Bu Ying listened with relish, glanced at the backpack in his arms for a second, tightened the lid of the water glass and patted off the slender fingers hooked on the glass.

The fingers were crooked and hooked, scorched so black that the original color could not be distinguished, it was slapped by the step fern and shrank under the table board as fast as lightning, but instead of leaving, it slid like a spider to the legs of the young man on the opposite side. superior.The impossibly long fingers hugged his waist like soft vines, and the huge dark head gradually emerged from the darkness and nestled greedily at his belly.

Without realizing it, Zhuang Qin dug out a bunch of snacks in his bag. He had something to eat, drink and even a bowl of instant hot pot, which was astonishingly rich.The brother next to him looked numb and closed his eyes after looking at Bu Fei who was seriously reading the newspaper. Not two seconds later, he opened his eyes again. At the same time, Zhuang Qin shivered suddenly and tore open the chocolate. His movements froze: "Zhuang, Zhuang Mian, I don't feel quite right..."

The train continued to move forward, and the bang bang dangdang did not disturb the sleeping passengers. The lights gradually dimmed, and Zhuang Mian calmly opened the compass in his palm, and the pointer turned wildly.Zhuang Qin glanced at it and immediately covered it with a pale face, his throat was astringent: "Your thing is broken, it has been dead for so many days, and it has not been moved."

Whether it was bad or not, the two knew it well.

If you walk too much at night, you will run into ghosts. What they are afraid of is that they will not run into ghosts, but in this place full of people, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not implicate innocent people.Zhuang Mian rubbed the compass and observed the dimly lit carriage, quietly clenched his right hand.

Bu Ying caught a glimpse of the yellow corner in his palm, and turned the newspaper over again. This page was the entertainment page. He was not very interested, so he closed the newspaper and put it on the table, his eyes lingering on the pile of paper on the table just right. Wide variety of food on offer.This body is not very old, 22 years old not long after graduating from university, with a tender face and thin skin, eyes that do not smile and bend, more like a high school student who is not familiar with the world, it is easy to let people down.

Probably because his eyes were too hot, Zhuang Qin, who was in high tension, couldn't help noticing it, and asked as soon as his head was hot, "Are you hungry?"

Zhuang Mian's face darkened, Bu Fei nodded without the slightest bit of embarrassment, Zhuang Qin loosened his taut skin a little, and said enthusiastically: "Eat, eat, you are welcome, we will meet soon."

Bu Fei really wasn't polite to him, his eating was gentle and quick, and he wiped out a bun in the blink of an eye.He looked at the table board unsatisfied, his eyes made Zhuang Qin feel hungry, subconsciously pushed the hill-like snacks forward, and stuffed the chocolate he had just peeled into his mouth. Bulky and Zhuang Mian murmured: "I wonder if we are too nervous. This is the Xu family's territory and they are covered by someone above them. What really has been cleaned up..."

Zhuang Qin's words came to an abrupt end, just as the train got into a deep tunnel, the carriage suddenly plunged into dead darkness, one after another grunting, grinding teeth, and murmurs between lovers were all blurred into vague and blurred in the pathetic wind in the passage. distant.

It took Zhuang Mian about ten seconds to realize that something was wrong, and he subconsciously grabbed the people around him, only to sweat coldly: "Zhuang Qin?!"

"It hurts..." Zhuang Qin covered his abdomen with both hands, beads of sweat the size of a bean rolled down his pale face, as if two knives had been inserted into his soft abdomen, he stirred the internal organs very slowly, every breath His tone was like that of Ling Chi who would be hacked into pieces.The severe pain grinds tens of thousands of nerves, and he bows his waist in disgust, wishing to spit out all the viscera in his stomach.

Don't spit.

In a trance, someone softly stopped by his ear, and the cold breath poured into his lungs from his nose, which made him wake up most of the time.He opened his eyes dripping with cold sweat, but only saw the turbulent darkness, the cold hand inserted into his belly to hold something and suddenly uprooted, Zhuang Qin felt his body was hollowed out in an instant...

"Stinging" The dim yellow fire light was fleeting, and the pungent smell of burning sulfur floated in the air, vaguely mixed with some other gases, and quickly blended into the complex smell in the carriage.Suddenly, in the silence, there was a tragic cry that sounded like a baby crying, and the whole train returned to silence two seconds later.

The long tunnel was finally left behind leisurely by the train, and the half-dimmed lights were turned on again. Bu Ying took the cup and drank the last sip of water, and was about to get up to fetch water. The young man who was fished out of the water asked with concern: "You don't look very well, do you want to call the flight attendant?"

Zhuang Qin opened and closed his mouth, gasping for air, unable to utter a word.The gut-piercing pain has disappeared, but the nerves of post-traumatic stress have not been relieved. Zhuang Mian supported him and leaned on the seat, politely declined Bu Fei's kindness, and took out a thermos cup from his bag. : "If it's convenient, can you bring back a bottle of hot water?"

Bu Fei looked worriedly at the dying Zhuang Qin, picked up two water glasses and walked towards the other side without haste.

Zhuang Mian looked at the young man's back for a long time, crushed the broken talisman in his palm and scattered it under his feet, Zhuang Qin waited for 2 minutes and finally his face was not so ugly, he patted Zhuang Mian's arm weakly: "Thank you Ah, brother. I can't even see what it is, is it so fierce?"

Zhuang Mian pursed her lips, looked at Fu Hui on the ground and slowly shook her head: "It's not me."

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