I Just Came to Borrow a Light

Maybe it was because his voice was too weak in the deafening torrential rain, maybe it was just that the two-inch speargun was too inconspicuous, the man outside did not roll away as Yuan Wu ordered, but walked towards the hatch instead.

Now I can be sure that there is indeed a person outside.

"Welcome!" The enthusiastic female voice sounded again.

The man stopped, shaking hesitantly.

"Welcome to come again next time! Welcome to come! Welcome to come again next time!" The enthusiastic female voice said happily.

"Don't stand there!" Yuan Wu felt a little irritated, and wanted to stretch out the speargun, but the width of the door gap was limited, so he couldn't push it anymore, so he had to retract the speargun, but it didn't work.

The spear gun got stuck in the crack of the door, unable to advance or retreat, and the door was still stuck and could not be opened.

Just when Yuan Wu felt that the world was so wonderful and wanted to scold people, the man outside seemed to have seen the movement in the door, so he leaned over again and said, "Hello."

The sound was so loud that Yuan Wu could hear it clearly in such a heavy rain.

"Welcome! Welcome!"

"Can you put this..." The man had no choice but to back away again, "Can you close it?"

"Welcome to come again next time! Welcome!"

Yuan Wu ignored him, and concentrated on pulling the spear gun out from the crack of the door.

"welcome!"

"Can you turn this thing off for a while!" The man stepped to the door and roared.

"Fuck you can't." Yuan Wu was still pulling the spear gun.

"Welcome next time..."

The man touched the sensor by the door and smashed it hard.

The sound of the sensor shattering was quite loud, startling Yuan Wu, shaking his hand, and finally pulled out the speargun.

But the arrows from the speargun were missing.

"I rely on me to smash your sensor and you want to kill me? Are you crazy?" The man outside shouted in a shocked tone full of surprise, inconceivable and unbelievable.

Yuan Wu opened the door, facing the oncoming water mist, saw the arrow on the speargun poking at the boat plank at the man's feet.

He quickly took a knife hanging behind the door and pointed at the man: "Let you go."

This is a salmon cooking knife. He bought it for killing fish, but the ideal is always so beautiful and empty. After buying the knife, he never used it once, because there is no salmon here and he eats instant noodles.

But when used for self-defense, this slender sharp knife is still very cool.

The other party obviously didn't expect his weapon to be so easy to use, so he froze in place and didn't move.

Only now did Yuan Wu see the appearance of this man through a flash of lightning.

is a mental patient.

In the July weather, I was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, which was buttoned up to my throat.

Even though his face remained in the category of "handsome" under the torrential rain, Yuan Wu still felt that his judgment was fast and precise.

"Hello," the man stretched out his hand after being stunned for a while, "Let's get to know each other, my name is Lin Chengbu."

"My name is Bu Jingyun," Yuan Wu looked at his hand, because there was no lightning, he couldn't see anything clearly.

The man stared at him silently for a long time, because the light was too dark, Yuan Wu couldn't figure out what was going on with him. After waiting for a while, he didn't seem to have any intention of speaking anymore. He was about to close the door, and loved to stand still. Bar.

"I'm at the bottom of the water," the man said suddenly, "I was planted on the river bed."

Yuan Wu suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him.

"With... water plants," the man frowned and thought for a while, "yes, with water plants... dangling around."

Yuan Wu felt a chill slowly rising from the tailbone and radiating along the spine to the entire back.

Although the words are not exactly the same, this is indeed the sentence he just wrote today, and no one else will be able to see it except his broken computer and himself.

How does this person know?

This Bu Jingyun... no, who is this Lin Chengbu?

Yuan Wu stared at him, his mind was spinning in a mess, all kinds of speculations and brain holes burst out in an instant, and he didn't have such energy when he was serious about writing.

After spinning his mind eight hundred and eighty-six times rapidly, he stopped on one thought.

ghost?

"I'm already dead." Lin Chengbu said standing on the bow of the boat.

Behind him was intertwined rain and fog, and the sound of raindrops falling into the water from all around seemed to be whistling or crying... Yuan Wu was typing on the keyboard in his head.

"I am..." Lin Chengbu said again.

Yuan Wu stepped out of the cabin and raised his hand to his face.

A flash of lightning flashed across the night sky again, and thunder clattered above his head. The background effect was too timely and professional. Yuan Wu seemed to hear the refreshing slap of his hand on Lin Chengbu's face.

"Ghost." Lin Chengbu covered his face.

Yuan Wu ignored him, pulled out the arrow by his leg, turned back to the cabin, and closed the door.

The rain was still falling hard, and it felt like the most unrestrained performance this summer.

Yuan Wu put the arrow back on the speargun, put it back carefully, and glanced at the crack of the door, but saw nothing.

The sensor was smashed, and he couldn't tell whether the ghost named Lin Chengbu was still standing on the bow, but his judgment of this person was still mentally ill.

A ghost, whose face can be slapped, doesn't even have the basic qualities...

But how did he know what he just wrote?

Yuan Wu frowned.

What went wrong?

Hacked into your machine?

But if he didn't procrastinate and didn't open a new hole, where would he be hacked by the editor, the only contact person?

When Yuan Wu took a can of Coke for no reason and was about to give up thinking and enjoy the loneliness drifting in the rainstorm, there was a knock on the cabin door.

He turned his head, and the face stuck on the glass window of the hatch made him almost crush the Coke can in his hand.

He stared at Lin Chengbu's face without speaking or moving.

Lin Chengbu was talking, and his mouth shape meant that he was saying to open the door.

"The door is not locked." Yuan Wu said.

Lin Chengbu probably understood his mouth shape, and immediately pushed the door open: "I actually want to..."

"Stand." Yuan Wu said, seeing that Lin Chengbu was drenched into the cabin and a puddle of water immediately accumulated under his feet, he regretted that he replied reflexively.

"I want to..." Lin Chengbu wiped the water off his face and shook his hand.

"Go out." Yuan Wu frowned.

Lin Chengbu was very cooperative, and immediately exited the cabin and stood at the bow, looking a little hesitant.

Yuan Wu looked at him, opened the Coke in his hand and took a sip.

"I'm actually here..." Lin Chengbu seemed to have made up his mind, "Bring me a fire."

"What?" Yuan Wu narrowed his eyes and blew away a lock of hair on his forehead that blocked his view.

"I'm just here to borrow a fire." Lin Chengbu said.

Yuan Wu stared at the dripping man in front of him for about a minute before asking, "Did you choose the big adventure?"

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu was stunned, but quickly nodded again, "Yes."

Yuan Wu touched a lighter from the side and threw it over.

Lin Chengbu caught it and put the lighter in his pocket.

"Let's go." Yuan Wu said, feeling a little hoarse, took a sip of Coke.

"Nice to meet you." Lin Chengbu nodded at him.

"Get out." Yuan Wu was suddenly a little irritable, he didn't know if it was because he talked too much today or he felt uneasy because he met two inexplicable strangers.

Lin Chengbu didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked to the bow of the boat, and jumped forward.

The board between the two boats was removed, and he should have jumped over it before, but... Yuan Wu took a sip of Coke and heard the sound of Lin Chengbu falling into the water.

The rain was heavy, the wind was blowing fast, the boats were shaking, and the distance between the two boats was already different from when he came here.

Yuan Wu sighed and leaned back on the cushion.

The water here is deeper than that of the pier. He pondered for a while whether he should save someone when Lin Chengbu called for help.

However, Lin Chengbu obviously knew how to swim, and he didn't even utter an exclamation. He only tossed a few times in the water, quickly climbed onto the boat next to him, and then left silently.

Yuan Wu's question still has no answer, but he feels that his life has been chaotic, as if living in a muddle. Compared with figuring out why Lin Chengbu came, and why he knew what he just wrote today, it makes him more confused. What matters is that he only wrote [-] words for several days.

He hasn't opened a new pit for a long time, and he almost can't even afford instant noodles.

It seems that the mobile phone has not rang since last month, and no one would contact him at first, but now even the text message and your ICBC electronic cipher are about to become invalid. Please verify that your CCB card has [-] points and hurry up this link I can't receive it when I come to collect it, it should have been shut down.

Yuan Wu sighed, got up and closed the door, wiped off the puddle of water that Lin Chengbu stepped on, sat back on the cushion and turned on the computer again.

"He stood by the water, the water was very deep, his face could be clearly reflected, but he could not see clearly below the surface of the water, only the dark shadows flickering from time to time, mixed with the gloomy sky reflected on the water... …

The wind blew ripples on the surface of the water, pulling his face out of various shapes in circles, familiar and unfamiliar...

He had heard this voice before, it seemed to be whispering, crying, or telling, but when he thought about it repeatedly for countless days and nights, he still couldn't tell who the voice belonged to and what it was talking about...

The face in the water also became blurred, and he suddenly began to be unsure whose face it was...

The feeling of wanting to see clearly but not being able to see clearly gradually became stronger, and the fear of the unknown spread in his heart little by little, nervous, afraid...

Vision is blurred, thinking is blurred, and breathing becomes blurred...

He opened his mouth wide and breathed in desperately, but the air seemed to be imprisoned by an iron wall around him..."

Yuan Wu woke up suddenly, gasping for breath, it took a long time to slowly come back to his senses, stood up, rubbed his forehead and looked out the window.

The rain had stopped, and the sun was so bright that it was as if he had lost his memory. Except for the water plants and duckweed that were broken by the raindrops, there was no trace of the heavy rain last night.

He squatted in the sun at the stern and brushed his teeth, the reflection of the water made him unable to open his eyes.

Someone was talking far away, and the voice was quite loud. It was estimated that fish had escaped from the cages during the night of torrential rain, and the workers were reporting.

He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, and the air with a faint smell of water grass entered his lungs. He felt much more comfortable, and the residual feeling of suffocation in the previous dream gradually disappeared.

I have to go to town today, I have to get the coffee I bought, and I have to buy some other things by the way, toothpaste, soap, instant noodles, etc., as well as beer and cola snacks...

Yuan Wu took a notepad from the table and wrote down the things he wanted to buy.

The handwriting became more and more ugly. He tore off this page and put it in his pocket. There were still some written things on the memo pad. I couldn't understand what was written, but the handwriting was much more beautiful than it is now.

old.

Yuan Wu brushed his hair, put on his hat and walked out of the cabin.

The town closest to Shenqiao is called Xiaojiang Town, and it only takes half an hour to drive a motorcycle. On the day of going to the market, there will be an illusion of suddenly breaking into human society from the wilderness.

Yuanwu had a motorcycle, which was stored in the firewood shed of the original owner's house. He only rode it back and forth once a month. He usually walked to nearby places, mainly because he didn't want to enter the village.

In fact, there are quite a few tourists in the village, and there is half a tourist commodity alley, but maybe he has lived in isolation for too long, or he has written too much stuff, and when he meets people in the village, he thinks they are looking at his own. His gaze was a little strange.

The owner was at home, Yuan Wu nodded to him, and pushed the car out of the woodshed. The wheels were covered with mud, chicken feathers were on the back seat, and there were scratches on the fuel tank. The owner of this car drove a lot.

But because the car has been parked here for free and the gas is always full, he doesn't care about these things, not to mention that the price was cheap when he bought the boat... Was it the boat he bought?

Or rent it?

When did you buy it?

rental?When is the rent paid?

Yuan Wu stepped into the car, propping his legs on the ground for a long time without remembering.

Xiaojiang Town is a must-go town to go to Shenqiao. This season has the most people, most of them are tourists from the city, and they take a short self-driving tour.

However, because many car owners are in the spirit of "You are all idiots, I am the smartest and best at driving in this lane and driving slowly. You see, I still know to drive in the opposite lane", the only road into the town is blocked. The car couldn't even go.

Yuan Wu parked the car on the side of the road, bowed his head and walked, he was going to the small supermarket in front of the market to get his coffee beans and do some shopping.

The sun, the dust, the exhaust fumes, the horns, the megaphones in the store, all the shouts and hellos.

Very popular small town, but also very troublesome.

Yuan Wu took out a mask and covered his face, quickened his pace and squeezed among all kinds of motor vehicles, agricultural vehicles, city people, town people, and village people.

"Hey!" Someone next to him yelled loudly.

Yuan Wu implemented the words out of sight and out of mind very thoroughly, and walked forward without raising his eyelids.

"Hey!" the man shouted again.

This voice is very directional, and it can make Yuan Wu feel that the target person is himself.

When he hesitated for a while and wanted to turn his head, his voice became much closer: "Yuan... Xing Tian!"

Yuan Wu raised his eyebrows, and when he turned his head, he already recognized whose voice it was.

The mental patient who said he was a ghost yesterday.

"Remember me?" Lin Chengbu didn't wear a Chinese tunic suit today, he only wore a T-shirt and a pair of large floral pants, looking as if he was going on a seaside vacation.

Yuan Wu did not speak.

Xing Tian is the pen name he used to write stories. It is not too strange to know that this name may be a reader.

But Lin Chengbu was very concerned about the word "Yuan" before Xing Tian called out.

No one knows what his name is. The owner of the ship used another ID card. It's... what's the name?It doesn't matter, I just don't know anyway.

Datou's family didn't know either, they just called him Xiaowu.

How did Lin Chengbu know?

Yuan Wu took a look at him, buried his head and continued to walk forward, there were too many things that he couldn't understand, so it's better not to bother with this brain, originally thinking about the story during this period of time made his brain quite clear.

If you don't think about, ask about, or care about a lot of things, they won't exist.

The world is nothing more than "me" and "others", and he has been using this idea to find a way out for himself.

However, Lin Chengbu was different from other "others". Yuan Wu had clearly expressed his desire not to talk further, so he still followed.

"I think you should remember me, I'm Lin Chengbu," he even reached out to shake hands, but when he didn't get a response, he withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket, "Look, I can do it even if you wear a mask." If I recognize you, you should also remember me, I think I'm quite handsome."

Yuan Wu was walking forward with his head down, but he couldn't help turning his face to look at him after hearing this sentence.

"Isn't it?" Lin Chengbu smiled.

Yuan Wu conveniently brought a large basin of goods piled up at the door to his eyes.

"What? I don't want this, you can buy it if you want it, it's pretty good," Lin Chengbu said, "This beef-colored one is too ugly. You want a green one."

"It's so big." Yuan Wu said.

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu didn't understand.

Yuan Wu pulled off the mask: "Your face."

There is a big bag of coffee beans, and Yuan Wu feels satisfied when he sees it. The aroma of coffee will make him feel safe, although sometimes he will have diarrhea if he drinks too much.

I bought everything according to the content listed on the note, and packed a big bag. When Yuan Wu was taking the wallet to pay, Lin Chengbu walked into the store and took the bag in his hand: "It's so heavy, Do you want to store up for a month at a time? Or half a month? Don’t buy any more fruit?"

No matter in terms of expression, language or various other things, Lin Chengbu acted like an old acquaintance who had known him for over a hundred years. anger.

Yuan Wu ignored him, and went straight out of the store and walked back along the street.

He stopped when he got to the side of the motorcycle, and Lin Chengbu, who had been following him, put the bag on the seat: "Do you want to tie it up?"

Yuan Wu didn't make a sound, walked into the alley between the two buildings next to him, and waved to him.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Lin Chengbu followed immediately.

As soon as he approached, Yuan Wu suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar and swung it against the wall. Lin Chengbu staggered and was pressed against the wall by his neck.

"What are you going to do?" Yuan Wu asked with a suppressed voice.

Lin Chengbu frowned, looked at him with complicated eyes, and said after ten steps, "You really don't believe that I'm a ghost?"