Correct posture of masochism [system]

eighth weekend

A heavy rain swept away the dust in the air, the cobblestone road was washed clear, and the green surrounding the villa was more lush than usual.

The clock in the living room snapped to ten o'clock, and everything was peaceful.

Jiang Yuwo watched TV on the sofa, although he didn't know what the words Shao Ze left behind when he left.

But he didn't go upstairs after finishing his work last night, and slept in the living room.

Jiang Yu tuned the station in every possible way, with the butt of the cigarette stuck between his teeth. He originally planned to go to the company, but only found out in the morning that it was the weekend.

And the office is also on a high place, it's better to be safe and avoid it.

Jiang Yu snuffed out the cigarette butt, took a random candy from the pile of candy left by Shao Ze, and opened it to his mouth. It was still so sweet that it made people feel sticky.

A costume drama was playing on the TV, figures intertwined, swords collided, almost danced, Jiang Yu suddenly raised his eyebrows, he looked up at the ceiling strangely, as if someone was walking up and down upstairs.

Jiang Yu, who attributed it to an illusion, picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water, then changed his posture and continued to stare at the TV, sleepiness gradually approached him.

In the dimness, there seemed to be a voice coming from the stairs on the second floor.

The next moment, Jiang Yu woke up suddenly.

He turned off the TV and sat there for a while, his face becoming ugly.

Fuck, Shao Ze has already left, why does he still have a gloomy feeling?

Jiang Yu swallowed his saliva twice, stood up from the sofa with sullen eyes, and walked over with his slippers on.

I don't know what happened, but the stairs that have been going up and down for many years seem to be the way to hell at this time. Once he goes up, he can't go down.

There was a dark light in Jiang Yu's eyes, and he lowered his raised foot again, because of the uneasiness coming from a certain corner.

Soon, if there is a sound that seems to be absent again, Jiang Yu stands under the stairs and looks up. There is nothing, only the sound of his own breathing every time.

"000, are you there?"

no respond.

Jiang Yu took out the phone from his pocket, and when the screen lit up, the first thing that caught his eye was the date.

The ensuing fear continued to expand in his heart, stimulating every nerve, and he couldn't find the reason. Under the dull atmosphere of silence, Jiang Yu changed his shoes and went out.

The blue sky outside was as clear as washing, and the refreshing wind was blowing on his face, cooling Jiang Yu's cold sweat.

He smoothed the broken hair on his forehead, and walked around with his hands in his pockets.

"Mr. Jiang, do you have time now? The pool in my house is blocked, can I trouble you to come up and take a look?"

An anxious female voice came from a villa, Jiang Yu turned around and looked at his neighbor, "Where is the pool blocked?"

The woman lying on the window showed expectant eyes, "The balcony on the third floor."

The corners of Jiang Yu's eyes twitched, "Sorry, it's not convenient for me."

After he finished speaking, he turned his footsteps and walked straight along the path. There were many vehicles on the road, and the exhaust fumes and occasional horns sounded less annoying to him.

With more and more pedestrians, the field of vision was filled with noise and bustle, and the gloom on Jiang Yu's face finally disintegrated.

He walked aimlessly on the street to pass the time, there are still a few hours, no matter Shao is warning or something else, it will be fine after that time.

After sorting out the clues, the unreasonable uneasiness in Jiang Yu's heart faded a lot, he finished a cup of hot tea, and Zheng Yi called from the other end.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Jiang?"

Hearing an unfamiliar voice, Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, "Yeah."

"That's right. I'm a nurse at xx Hospital. The owner of the mobile phone is currently unconscious and needs to undergo surgery. Is it convenient for you to come?"

"Which floor?" Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes.

"Ah?" The nurse was taken aback for a moment before saying, "It's on the fifth floor."

"I will notify her family." Jiang Yu hung up the phone and contacted the HR manager of the company, asking him to do it.

Setting the phone to silent, Jiang Yu wandered around until after two o'clock in the afternoon, and entered a restaurant. Unexpectedly, the restaurant, which was a bit deserted most of the time in the past, had surprisingly good business today.

The waiter greeted him with a smile, "Sir, the first floor is full, you can go to the private room on the second floor."

Jiang Yu walked out of the restaurant, he stood in the bustling street, the corners of his lips were raised playfully, a bit gloomy.

One time can be said to be a coincidence, then two or three times is to play him.

Jiang Yu suddenly had a strange feeling, and then contacted Shao Ze to explain, he didn't want to think deeply.

What exactly would happen to him at 45:[-] if he went to a high floor?

Just when Jiang Yu was about to go back, he ran into Qin Zhihan's car.

"Hey, once that kid leaves, I won't recognize you even if you're artistic." Qin Zhihan put one hand on the steering wheel, and smiled ambiguously at Jiang Yu, "You will have a lot of youth if you do whatever you want The handsome, mature and beautiful uncle crawled on your bed, why bother yourself so much?"

Jiang Yu glanced at him sideways and kept walking.

"Go to my house?" Qin Zhihan opened the car door and pulled Jiang Yu back, "Yangyang has been talking about you recently."

"He's less than half a year old." Jiang Yu curled his lips together, with a half-smile.

Isn't my son a genius?Qin Zhihan rolled his eyes and sighed, "Well, I want you to take your German Shepherd back."

Qin Zhihan shrugged helplessly, "It has a bad temper recently, and I don't know what's wrong. I bite it whenever I touch it."

After talking, Qin Zhihan rolled up his sleeves and showed Jiang Yu some openings.

"I guess it misses you."

"Is it also made by it?" Jiang Yu pointed to a red mark that seemed to be sucked out with his lips.

"Don't worry about those details." Qin Zhihan smiled calmly.

The two chatted for a while, Jiang Yu got into the passenger seat, and on the way back, he ran into an old acquaintance who didn't get along well, and provocatively gave Jiang Yu and the others the middle finger.

Qin Zhihan wanted to overtake, but was stopped by Jiang Yu.

That is, the distance behind them saved them from disaster.

The speeding car in front collided with the large truck coming diagonally, and was crushed under the witness of Jiang Yu and Qin Zhihan.

"Go and drink a glass of wine to calm down the shock." Qin Zhihan unbuttoned his shirt, the panic on his face hadn't disappeared yet.

Jiang Yu leaned on the back of the chair with an almost gloomy expression on his face. He dared to conclude that the people in the car had no chance of surviving.

It was almost the end of everything.

Jiang Yu's breathing was cloudy, he was afraid of death, just like everyone else.

"Damn, it's too scary." Qin Zhihan turned the steering wheel and turned around, his fingers were still trembling, "The whole car is twisted, I'm afraid his intestines will be squeezed out."

The blurted words made Qin Zhihan himself sick.

Jiang Yu closed his eyes, the hair on his forehead was wet, he exhaled, "The price of overtaking."

"President Jiang, don't worry, I will definitely be a good citizen who keeps my own place in the future." Qin Zhihan joked with difficulty, licking his dry lips, and had to go to the temple to worship when he went back.

There are two parking lots near the bar, one on the third floor and one on the first floor.

"Go to the negative floor." Jiang Yu frowned.

"That has to go around." Qin Zhihan reminded, not very agreeing, but seeing Jiang Yu's refusal, he asked strangely, "What's wrong with you today? Suspicious."

Jiang Yu didn't make a sound.

After parking the car, Jiang Yu and Qin Zhihan walked to the elevator, both of them felt like they were alive after a catastrophe.

There were about five or six people in the elevator. Jiang Yu stood by the buttons. He didn't respond to the first button, but the second and third buttons were the same. His lips were instantly pursed into a sharp straight line, and his palms were wet.

"Something went wrong?" Qin Zhihan leaned over.

Jiang Yu's gaze was extremely terrifying, like a trapped beast, ready to go mad at any moment.

A woman behind her looked at Jiang Yu with interest. She took two steps closer and said softly, "This elevator often has minor problems. I have encountered it many times. It's okay."

"If you want to go to the bar on the first floor, or the shopping mall on the second floor, you can take the elevator down on the fourth floor." The woman said with a smile.

The others also nodded. This handsome man seemed to have an unusual status, but he was too timid, right?

Qin Zhihan coughed, and also felt that his brother was overly nervous, and he was completely different from his usual calmness.

It is estimated that he has not recovered from the previous incident.

The elevator door opened, and Jiang Yu's hand holding the phone was a little stiff. He wiped off the sweat on it, and saw that the time showed 46 minutes, and the anxiety between his brows slowly eased.

past.

"Let's go, I invite you." Jiang Yu's pursed lips opened an arc to both sides, and his steps were brisk.

"It's so generous." Qin Zhihan twitched his mouth.

The fourth floor is a place full of snacks, there are many people, there is a lot of noise, and the smell of food pervades, hooking the appetite of those who come in.

Jiang Yu heaved a sigh of relief, his wet back was sticking to his clothes, making him very uncomfortable, he ordered a cup of herbal tea to find a seat.

The woman in the elevator was chatting and laughing with a few friends, and waved her hand to propose Jiang Yu to sit with her, but Jiang Yu politely declined.

On the other side, Qin Zhihan was holding meatballs in a tong, who knew he was going to a bar, so why did he suddenly come here to eat Mala Tang.

"Hey, fate is so fucking evil." Sitting beside Jiang Yu, Qin Zhihan inserted the straw in and took a sip of iced green tea, "If it wasn't for you, I would already be drinking soup in the underworld."

Jiang Yu propped his head, and rubbed his fingertips against the table, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, the things ordered by the two were brought over one after another.

"How does it taste?" Qin Zhihan glanced at Jiang Yu's plate of fried rice.

"Not bad." Jiang Yu ate a few mouthfuls, and even drinking cold water feels sweet to him now.

It was more than ten years ago that a company boss, a director most trusted by the company boss, sat at a table full of people and ate food that cost less than 20 yuan.

With lingering fear in his heart, Qin Zhihan picked up a chopstick of vermicelli and put it in his mouth.

His voice was ambiguous, "The monk said that fate cannot be changed, and it will do what it should. Everything is arranged, otherwise I really want to change it for the better."

"What's the time on your phone?" Jiang Yu asked suddenly, his tone a little hasty.

Qin Zhihan took out his mobile phone, "41:[-]."

"Impossible!" Jiang Yu's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly took away his mobile phone, his pupils shrank.

Qin Zhihan finished eating the Chinese cabbage in his mouth, "In order to feed the sheep... milk powder, I specially adjusted it at that time, and it was not bad, absolutely accurate."

There was a voice in my heart calling to hurry up, but Jiang Yu didn't move, he suddenly calmed down.

4 minutes to go.

"Zhihan, I'm sorry." Jiang Yu rubbed the lifeline in his palm, a little mockingly, he said something strange, "You bet once, whether your life will be long or short."

"Jiang Yu? What's wrong with you?" Qin Zhihan opened his mouth, and before his voice came out again, there was a loud bang that swallowed everything.

On the afternoon of the [-]th, an explosion occurred in the food court on the fourth floor, and many diners were blown out from the guardrail.

Six people fell from the building and died on the spot. One of them had a lung penetration, suffered serious injuries in multiple places, and bled profusely. He was being rescued in a hospital.

In the operating room, the doctor took off the mask on his face, raised his watch and glanced, "The time of death of the patient is 45:[-]."