Fast time travel makes me happy

During the rainy season, it is wet and cold after a heavy rain.

Zhao Qingyi stood in front of the cash register, looking at the wall clock on the wall, it was exactly eleven o'clock, and the glass door was pushed open.

Here she is again, tall and slender, wearing a black silk shirt, her waist-length hair has a texture like ink silk, a little too fair, her facial features are extremely delicate and glamorous, and her body seems to be covered with cold wind and thin snow.

When she appeared, the whole world fell silent.

I bought a can of Coke from the shelf, walked up to her, and held the can of Coke with fair and slender fingers, like otherworldly fireworks, but I bought a can of Coke at this time every day, no matter it was windy or rainy.

"Three yuan." Zhao Qingyi teased the barcode, and she scanned the code with her mobile phone to pay.

After paying the money, she picked up the can of coke and turned away, her ink hair slightly raised, the glass door was closed, and she also disappeared from Zhao Qingyi's sight.

"Why am I so stupid!"

She complained to herself, thought of countless words to strike up a conversation, and at this moment, her mind seemed to freeze, Zhao Qingyi patted herself on the head.

"so stupid!"

I took another look outside, it was dark and foggy after the rain, the whole world fell asleep, and those monsters also appeared...

On the edge of the city, the old-fashioned six-story red brick building is like a semicircular labyrinth that surrounds and guards the inside. The one near the camphor tree is a factory.

At first it was a weaving company, and the woven towels were sold abroad. After the economic downturn, it was changed to a flour mill, and now it is just to keep the machine running.

Young people in this factory will not come in again. Those who are still working here are the old people in the factory. The younger ones are the group of old children who have affection for the factory. people.

The people who were in the factory back then were the most remarkable group of people.Riding a bicycle, wearing overalls, wherever you go, you always raise your head proudly, asking where you are from, and they all say that I am from a factory, which factory is it, a textile factory, or a worker in a foundry... ...have to sit down and talk.

But now those factories have sold their land and turned them into high-rise buildings, and this factory is one of the few left.

The red brick building is still standing here, and there are people who don’t want to move away. Those people who said that I was a factory when they were young, grow old here, like this wall-climbing tiger, which is still there.This red brick building is the epitome of that period, and it is a real object that still preserves that miniature.

An old man lies on the bed and closes his eyes, holding a photo frame in his arms, which contains a wedding photo that has yellowed with the passage of time, a black and white photo from the 50s and [-]s, a young couple smiling innocently good.

A person walked out of the shadows, she seemed to have been staying in that dark corner, waiting for the moment when he closed his eyes, waiting for him to stop breathing...

She walked to the bed and called his name, "Li Jifu."

The person lying on the bed stood up, and it was the white translucent soul that stood up.

Li Jifu looked at the little girl in front of him, and then at himself lying down. He already understood what was going on.

He is dead.

Li Jifu smiled kindly, looking at a red embroidered letter on the left sleeve of her shirt, the red letter was glowing red as if sucked blood, "Master Guicha."

"Let's go."

She turned around, and a black tunnel where the end of the road could not be seen appeared in front of Li Jifu.

He was about to look back at the room again.

"Don't look back. The time in the yang world is over, and it should go to the underworld. Don't look back."

Li Jifu turned around resolutely and followed her footsteps.

The black tunnel lit up when Li Jifu took his first step, and his life was going backwards from the age of 83.

"My lord, this is." Li Jifu looked at the wife who appeared on the wall with tears in his eyes. It was when his wife was still alive. The two liked to take a walk around the old factory after dinner.

To the birth of his own child, the joy of being a father.

Those days went back again, and he saw the scene where he and his wife were getting married. All parties congratulated each other, especially the young people in the factory, who all drank with gnashing teeth.Because his wife was a factory flower at that time, so many people chased after her, and he chased after her without her consent!

Li Jifu was still smiling to steal the joy, as if the wall picture turned to the time when he was with his wife.

He was very dumb. He chased his wife and bought potted flowers for her every week. He thought that buying a rose that was very expensive at that time would be better than buying a potted flower that can last for a long time and bloom every year. What’s more practical is that In the evening, I filled her kettle to the brim and brought her home.

He gave flowers for a year. That day, he gave the jasmine flowers in the back seat to his wife as usual. He blushed and dared to say only one sentence, "For you", and then rode away.

He was about to flee by bicycle, but someone grabbed him in the back seat. He turned his head with a blushing face, and she, who was holding the flowerpot, said in the setting sun, "The back seat of your car is empty."

"what?"

"You will drive me to work in the future." The wife said angrily.

He said with a smile, "Good! Good!"

He saw himself at the age of 17, dropping out of school in order to take care of the whole family, doing whatever he could to earn money, and finally paid homage to a master and learned how to repair machines.

When I was 13 years old, I took my five brothers and sisters to cut pig grass and feed chickens and ducks, playing wildly all over the hillside.

When it came to him in his infancy, his parents saw the faces, and they were saying: "He is called Jifu! Inheriting the good virtues of his ancestors, you can see that he is a blessed person when he sees his full forehead. Let him be called Li Jifu!"

This is his life.

This life tunnel has been completed, and an ancient and magnificent door appeared before his eyes.

She said: "When the trial is over, it will be your first seven days, and other ghost messengers will bring you back to have another look at the world."

Li Jifu looked at the door that opened in front of him. This is the gate of hell. "Thank you, little girl. I didn't expect you to send me, a bad old man, the last way."

She smiled, "Go in."

"Touqi, you were still a little girl back then, would you bring me back to take a look at the old man?" Li Jifu asked.

"It's not a good thing to meet me again." Some words are all point-and-shoot.

"Hey." Li Jifu understood and walked slowly towards the gate.

She watched him go in, smiled a little mysteriously, the black shirt was slowly opened at the opened door, and the cold wind blowing out, the silk texture was more intense.

The old man walked into the gate, and the old heavy door closed, and the cold wind was closed.

The tunnel disappeared again, everything was silent, and the night breeze was cool. She stood in the middle of the road, took out her mobile phone and opened one of the pink apps. After opening, the interface inside was all pink and colorful bubbles were flying.

Ruyu's plain hand clicked on the avatar of the person who logged in, checked the last person's name in the task list, and sent the list of today's work to a person's mailbox.

A lovely female voice said: "Got it, got it."

In the end, he directly pressed the switch button, making the disgusting pink interface go black.

"Special letter." In the other pocket, a notification sounded from his cell phone.

Opened, a black envelope unfolded.

"A-level evil spirits appear in the Eastern District, please hurry up to ask for S-level Shen Muyun's assistance."

I thought tonight was a night without stars and moon. The dark clouds above my head were blown by the wind, and the moonlight was shining, and the edge of the moon was glowing red.

The thin cherry-colored lips let out a sigh, with a hint of cool air.

"It's destined not to go to bed early tonight."

After speaking, he disappeared in place.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the morning sun has already illuminated the whole city.

The person lying on the bed opened his eyes, and a pale-faced head floated in the air, but this did not cause her to panic.

She got up, put on the soft and fluffy slippers, went to the bathroom to wash, brushed her teeth and washed her face, splashed hot water on her face, when she stood up and looked in the mirror, the head appeared again, this time it was not pale, but seven orifices Bleeding, crooked eyes and mouth.

She wiped the water off her face with a washcloth and threw it in the trash.

Going into the kitchen, pouring milk into a glass and heating it in the microwave, she made a sandwich while the milk was heating.

Put this simple breakfast on the dining table, open the tablet to deal with today's mail, and the head suddenly pops out from the dining table!The blood was still on the face, and the whole head was blood red.

"Ah!" Only twenty or thirty centimeters away opened his mouth and howled angrily!

She drank the last sip of milk, also finished sifting through the mail, and closed it.

The man looked at her indifferently carrying the dinner plate to the kitchen, turned his head and saw that the dining table was empty, and suddenly screamed!

"Shen Muyun, where's my breakfast!"

The whole body of the head appeared, but the girl who was only 20 years old was wearing a white dress, which seemed to be translucent, blocking Shen Muyun's way.

Without any surprise, Shen Muyun passed through her body, and washed the dinner plate and glass clean.

Take a large bowl from the refrigerator and place it on the table.

"Do you think I will eat the leftovers from last night!" the female ghost screamed angrily.

Shen Muyun entered the bedroom and changed out of the pajamas he was wearing, and changed into a more professional woman's clothing.

Seeing her coming out, the female ghost pointed at her and said viciously, "Stop dreaming! I, Jian Jia, am also a female ghost with integrity! Even if I starve to death! I won't eat leftovers!"

The only answer to her was a loud slam of the door, "Bang!" The vase on the table was shaking.

She looked at the remaining crayfish on the table last night, sat at the table, picked up a crayfish, removed the shell and ate the meat in less than a second.

With a hook of her finger, the refrigerator opened and the can of coke she brought back last night flew out.It only took 10 minutes to eat a clean meal with side dishes.After eating, he sucked his fingers, drank the Coke, and burped loudly.

"It's so fragrant!"