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"Picking Up Voices" Author: Sanjin

Introduction

A story told by one person.

【remind】

1.2. A short essay of about 3-[-]w words

(Please let me know if there is any conflict, thank you!＞＜）

2. No clear offense

Bang

Wang He completely ended his four-year unrequited love.

The man kissed his wife affectionately at the wedding banquet, and his relatives and friends booed and applauded crazily. He was the only one standing there holding a glass of wine. He had never felt that the world was so quiet.

It is easy for a man to drink alcohol, and within a few toasts, there are already two touches of blush on his face. In Wang He's view, the blush makes the great joy lingering on his handsome face even more ironic.

The groom walked over with the bride on his arm, and Wang He held up his wine glass to greet him and toast.Looking at them from far and near, looking down and up, they are really talented.He heard himself say dryly in a voice hoarse from alcohol, "Congratulations, happy newlyweds, happy marriage for a hundred years."

The man led his wife to clink glasses with him, and he did it quickly. He raised a hand and clapped him hard on the shoulder twice, saying: "Hey! Why are you so polite, what a blessing. Brother, this is a happy day, Don't keep a straight face, just smile more!" The man lifted his chin slightly behind Wang He, and said, "Hey, there are my best friends on the left and right of your seat, chat with them and make some friends That's fine too."

Wang He grinned reluctantly and agreed.

This is the only sentence Wang He took the initiative to say all night.He drank alone with a glass of wine, drinking so much that others couldn't persuade him, so he hurriedly called the man over.

The man wanted to drive Wang He home, but Wang He refused, grabbed his coat and was about to leave.The man had no choice but to catch up and help Wang He, who was drinking more and more sober, to walk outside the hotel.

Called a taxi, the man stuffed Wang He into the back seat, reported Wang He's address to the driver, and then opened the door of the car and nagged Wang He: "Why are you drinking so hard tonight? Ah, it's only been a while since I didn't keep an eye on you and you're so drunk, what should I do if I don't watch you by your side?"

Wang He kept silent, he looked sober, his eyes had actually started to wander, he squinted to see the man against the light in front of him, but was patted on the cheek by a cold hand like a child.

"I said you, you should also consider finding someone to get along with, huh? Brother can't take care of your affairs in time, there must be someone to take care of you. Remember to take the initiative when the time comes, don't be as cowardly as brother, crush Goddess has been for four years, and now she is consummated."

Wang He listened intermittently, his eyes dimmed, "Okay."

The heater and lights were not turned on in the taxi, and the driver remained silent all the way.Wang He huddled in the car seat with no emotion on his face.The street lights that reflected in the car window from time to time disappeared at some point, and when Wang He realized something belatedly, the taxi had already stopped on a dark and deserted road.

The driver unbuckled his seat belt, took out a knife from under the seat, and gestured at Wang He, who was still in the back seat: "Hey, don't pretend to be asleep, you're lying to an idiot."

Wang He opened his eyes, the driver's hands trembled from the excessively meaningless and frozen gaze, and the blade flashed coldly.

"Get out your wallet and phone, hurry up." The driver threatened in a low voice.

Wang He took the things out of his coat pocket and handed them over. When he was about to pull his hand away, he was cut by the driver's tilted knife. Wang He withdrew his hand suddenly, and the knife edge on the back of his hand began to ooze out little by little.The driver finally got his wish and saw that his eyes were shaken with a little panic.

The driver checked the contents of the wallet, and now he doesn't use cash very much. As expected, there is no money in the wallet, but there are many cards.The driver raised his knife and said sharply: "The passwords of each payment software, how many are the passwords of these bank cards?"

Wang He licked his dry lips, and said in a deep voice, "The passwords are all different, do you remember them?"

The tip of the knife approached a little more, Wang He instinctively shrank back, and obediently reported the passwords to the driver one by one.

After reading the last string of numbers, the car returned to silence, and Wang He had a clear premonition of his own death.

He saw the corner of the driver's mouth curled up very slowly, and the knife that was about to be stained with warm red liquid slowly stabbed towards his neck.At this quiet moment, Wang He's brain was suddenly filled with the words of that person, "Are you used to living in such a big house by yourself?", "Don't miss class next time, do you hear me?", " Hey, Wang He, let's go to the cafeteria to eat.", "My goddess, Wang He, has accepted my confession!!"...

That's fine, Wang He said, his head drooping weakly.

"this is not good."

Wang He was stunned for a moment, he just spoke very softly, how did the driver listen...

He raised his head suddenly, and the knife was right in front of his neck, only a few inches away from cutting the main artery, but the hand holding the knife was shaking like sifting chaff at this moment.Wang He looked at the driver in amazement, and the driver's face showed a complex expression of horror and disbelief.

"You...you...what did you say?" The driver stared at Wang He, but Wang He felt that he was looking at something else, and that crazy and ferocious expression made Wang He shudder, and his inner clothes were gradually wet with cold sweat .

"I said it's not good for you."

Wang He's whole body froze instantly as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The driver's face was as white as a ghost, and the sharp knife in his hand finally fell on Wang He. Shouting and opening the car door, he fled in a hurry and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Wang He's limbs began to tremble uncontrollably. He swept the knife away with no effort, leaned over to the front seat and took back his wallet and mobile phone.

"Hello, I, I met a taxi driver who robbed me with a knife..."

"I'm fine, driver...the driver abandoned the car and ran away..."

"I don't know where I am, send you a location, can you find me?"

"Okay, okay, I can do it alone, thank you."

After Wang He finished positioning, he finally couldn't squat anymore, and fell forward to his knees on the sidewalk covered with fine gravel.He covered his face in tears, and the suppressed emotions at the banquet and the fear of the rest of his life broke out in an all-round way.He couldn't tell which tear was shed for that person at this moment, and which tear was shed for himself.He just wanted to cry his tears away desperately.

Wang He didn't know how long he waited until a faint alarm sounded from a certain distant direction.

When the police car with red and blue lights braked to a stop in front of him, Wang He's tense nerves relaxed, and he gradually fell into a faint due to fatigue and drunkenness.While half awake, he heard someone leaning against his ear and saying "Don't be afraid".

It was exactly the same as the voice of the third person speaking in the taxi.

Second tone

Wang He woke up in a hospital bed with a splitting headache from a hangover.He used to forget everything that happened the night before as long as he fell asleep after drinking, but now the memory was bouncing back and forth in his mind abnormally, and he gradually felt sick.

Someone pushed the door open, and a police officer who claimed to be surnamed Li walked in and greeted Wang He, and warmed him warmly by pouring him a cup of hot water.

Officer Li took out a photo from his bag, pointed to the man in the photo and asked Wang He if this was the taxi driver who robbed him with a knife.Wang He identified it carefully for a while, then nodded.

Officer Li withdrew his hand, clicked his tongue in disgust at the photo, and cursed in a low voice: "You bastard. This man's surname is Liu, and he pretends to be a taxi driver to pick up passengers at night. Pulling single passengers to rob property. In the first few cases, the robbery did not hurt anyone. Last week, he robbed a man and was afraid that he would call for help, so he slashed his throat with a knife. He was worried about being caught for a while. Who would think of him? So rampant, it didn't take long to come out and commit crimes again. Don't worry, we have arrested him this morning."

Police Officer Li paused after speaking, and seemed to hesitate to speak. Wang He didn't care, and asked Officer Li, "The man whose throat was cut..."

"Oh, the person is fine, the prisoner did not hurt his vitals, and the rescue was timely."

Wang He nodded thoughtfully, "That's good."

Officer Li made notes for Wang He, exchanged contact information, instructed Wang He to leave after a few words.Wang He didn't want to stay in the hospital any longer, so he drank a cup of hot water, packed his belongings, got dressed, went through the formalities and went home.

Wang He didn't dare to take a taxi again. Fortunately, the hospital was not far from his rented house. He walked slowly against the cold wind all the way, and his upper and lower teeth kept bumping against the cold. His head throbbed and he felt dizzy. dizzy.He really enjoys this paralyzed state, so that he can't separate his mind to deal with other thoughts besides walking the road.

The room was deserted as usual, and the mess left by his loss of control yesterday remained the same.Wang He stood in the porch for a while, but suddenly couldn't remember how he felt when he vented.

He took off his shoes and walked into the living room barefoot.

"Wait! There's a ceramic shard in front of you!"

Wang He stopped his forward steps, instinctively and quickly retreated to the entrance, his back pressed against the door tightly, and stayed away from the creepy voices that made him stand on end.

Why did the voice in the taxi follow me home? !

Wang He originally thought that Driver Liu had killed someone in the car, and the dying ghost saved his life at a critical moment; but Officer Li confirmed that no one was killed, so what happened to this ghost?

"Why are you so reckless?" The voice suddenly appeared very close to Wang He's left ear. Wang He was startled into a cold sweat, and fled into the living room regardless. He accidentally tripped over the clothes on the floor, and his whole body The person fell down on the sofa.

"Hey, be careful!