I live on the 18th floor of Nether Community

That night, Jiang Miao suffered from insomnia.I tossed and turned on the bed until it was almost dawn, but I still felt like I had something in my mouth.Like a little snake, it wrapped around his tongue stickily, tightening and loosening.No matter how much he brushed with toothpaste and smoked with tobacco, he couldn't drive him away.

He simply didn't sleep anymore, turned out of bed, walked to the table and turned on the desk lamp.Stretching his feet on the table, he leaned against the back of the chair.Then he raised his head slightly and watched the sky brighten and fade little by little.

"Hold……"

He cursed again in a low voice, not knowing who he was scolding.

The fire lit the cigarette, and there was a faint sound of tobacco burning. Jiang Xiao stood up with the cigarette between his hands and opened some windows, so that the morning air could come in and wake him up.

Last night, Qi Chi's sudden "attack" made it too late for Jiang Miao to even think about the message left by the dead woman.Now being blown by the cold wind outside the house, the ear that was torn off by her came to Jiang Xiao's eyes again.

Ears, what do you want him to pay attention to?That piece played on the straw flute?Or... hearing?What the corpse woman answered was actually his second question. What do you want from him, is hearing?

The cigarette in Jiang Xiao's hand accumulated a layer of soot and fell on the table.He stretched out his hand and touched his ears, but he didn't feel any difference from others.So, the first possibility is more likely.

Suddenly there was a sound in his stomach, and Jiang Miao was forced to return to his thoughts by hunger.

He opened the refrigerator door irritably, but found that there was nothing else in it except cold beer, instant coffee and happy water from the fat house.It doesn't matter if you think about it carefully, recently he has been going to Xichi's house almost every day to grab a meal.

The feeling of returning to the time before liberation made Jiang Xiao quite unhappy. He picked up the denim jacket from the chair and put it on, and took out the wallet from under the pillow and put it in his pocket.Then he slammed the door and planned to go out for food with a cold face...

As a result, as soon as he pressed the down button of the elevator, the door of the room next door opened with a "click", as if he had been waiting for him by the door early in the morning.

Jiang Miao's heart trembled with the sound of "click", he quickly cleared his throat and pretended to be casual, "Cough, it's so early."

"Jiang sir?" It wasn't Qichi who responded, but A Jiao who was dressed in red.

"Morning." Ajiao frowned, covered her lips with her sleeve and smiled lightly, "Jiang sir has dark circles under his eyes, did he not sleep well last night?"

"Yes, ah no, I slept pretty well." Jiang Xiao looked directly at the indicator light of the elevator floor, and eagerly stepped on his feet.

"Really?" Ajiao rolled up his collar, and a hint of mischievousness flickered in his peach blossom eyes, which were raised slightly, "But there are people who haven't slept all night... It's really the first time I've seen that look."

"Ajiao."

Behind Ah Jiao came a deep voice that made Jiang Xiao's spine numb, and when he raised his throat, blood rushed to his head instantly.

"Why go so early?" Qi Chi looked at Jiang Xiao and asked softly.

"Ah, let's go downstairs for a walk and have breakfast." Jiang Miao replied casually, looking away.

Qi Chi looked at Jiang Miao silently for a while, then nodded: "Yeah."

"Jiang sir, the porridge cooked by Chi Lang is delicious, why go out to eat it?" Ajiao said as he stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Miao's arm, leading him to the opposite door.

"Then what, I...!"

Halfway through Jiang Miao's words, he felt that his current appearance was simply disgusting.After all, they are neighbors who live under the same roof, not to mention how much life and death they have experienced together, and how deep a revolutionary friendship they have established, maybe they will have to point to each other to help themselves in the future.You can't really keep away from each other just for "kissing"!

Thinking of this, Jiang Miao changed his subject: "Cough, then I...you're welcome."

Xi Chi was silent, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"I won't bother you two anymore." Ajiao retreated outside the door tactfully, and said with a smile, "You must have something to say, right? It's much more convenient when no one else is around."

After Ajiao finished speaking, she turned around and was about to go downstairs.

"Wait." Qichi called Ajiao in a low voice, and said warmly, "It's better not to run around recently, the energy in your body seems to be unstable."

Ajiao nodded slightly: "I see." After a pause, he looked at Qi Chi and smiled again, "Chi Lang, you two need to have a good chat."

Jiang Miao always felt that Ajiao's explanation was very delicate, but he didn't intend to think about it in detail.He walked quickly to the coffee table, took the remote control, and changed the channel casually.

Xichi closed the door, glanced back at Jiang Miao who was on the sofa, and asked slowly, "Do you want the porridge hot or warm?"

"All right." Jiang Miao said without looking back.

Qi Chi smiled, turned and went into the kitchen.

Seeing the other party leave, Jiang Miao's body obviously relaxed a lot.He rubbed his face and cursed himself for being worthless.

Isn't it too thick-skinned to be pierced by a needle?Isn't he a natural hooligan?You are so anxious here again now!Jiang Miao took a deep breath, trying to use the smell of Xu Lixiang to calm his mind, but found that although the fragrance was good for dispelling anger, it had no effect on his current panic at all!

Oh, rubbish stuff!

"Be careful it's hot." A bowl of porridge was brought to Jiang Miao, he looked down, there were snow-white fish fillets and shredded winter bamboo shoots in it, exuding a strong aroma.

"Thank you, thank you." Jiang Miao scooped up the porridge with a spoon, put it to his mouth and blew it twice, and swallowed it.

... really fragrant.

Xichi took the remote control and turned down the volume of the TV a little, then sat down on the other end of the sofa, and continued to flip through the books that were placed on the table earlier.

The two of them didn't speak again. For a while, apart from the hoarse and lazy singing of a certain singer on TV, there was only a little sound from flipping through books in the room.

"What are you looking at?"

In the end, it was Jiang Xiao who broke the silence.

"Clan and tribe fight." Xi Chi replied.

Jiang Xiao's attention was instantly attracted by the other party's words, and this information was mentioned in the unfinished words of the corpse woman.

"What did you find?" Jiang Xiao asked.

Qi Chi shook his head lightly: "There has been more than one incident of tribal war in history, and there are very limited records of long-standing and unknown wars."

Jiang Miao glanced at the book in Xichi's hand and smiled wryly: "Boss, this is official history, right? Of course you can't write about those gods and ghosts. Why don't you go and read some ghost legends and ghost stories?" Ben."

"No rush, take your time." Qi Chi closed the book, stood up and took Jiang Miao's empty bowl back to the kitchen.

Jiang Miao lay back on the sofa, lit a cigarette and said to himself: "How can I not be in a hurry, I don't know the past, how can I complete the task I came here?"

In the kitchen, Xi Chi's actions of washing the dishes suddenly stopped, and no expression could be seen on his face turned away.

And Jiang Xiao's words and this point are somewhat uncomfortable in his heart.

The image of him piercing Qichi's chest with a sword came to mind again.What would it be like if the day when the truth came to light and he found that he and Qichi were really on opposite sides?

Jiang Miao's chest felt a little tight, and a certain position in his heart seemed to be picked up and down by a sharp needle.He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, raising his arms to cover his slightly drooping eyes.After a long time, he slightly lifted the corner of his lower lip.

"Forget it, just take it slow."

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he didn't really want to know the truth.

Sometimes, it's hard to be confused.

The cell phone rang suddenly at this time, Jiang Xiao took out the cell phone and looked at it, it was You Ji.

"Hey, Sir You." Jiang Miao mumbled with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Why do you have such a nasal voice and you haven't gotten up yet?" The voice on the phone revealed impatience.

"Get up, I'm smoking." Jiang Xiao said lazily, holding the cigarette in his hand, "Please give me instructions?"

"The ghost market will open tomorrow night, will you go?"

"Still at the old locust tree?"

"if not?"

Jiang Miao exhaled smoke: "No, it's the same every year, it's boring."

"Oh."

You Ji responded and fell silent.

Jiang Miao raised his eyebrows: "Is there anything else?"

"Then what, help me ask if your neighbor is interested?"

"Neighbor?" Jiang Miao glanced back into the kitchen and asked in a low voice, "Are you asking Qichi?!"

"Fuck, it's not him!" You Ji cursed violently, and then he hesitated for a long time before saying angrily, "It's that one, what is it called Ajiao."

"Ajiao?" After a short period of doubt, Jiang Miao gradually showed a smirk on his face, and deliberately elongated the tone of his voice, "Yo——".

"Yo you uncle!"

"Is there something wrong with You sir?"

"Stop fucking nonsense, hurry up and ask me!"

Jiang Xiao whistled: "Okay, then what are you going to do for me?"

"Jiang Xiao, don't overdo it." The voice on the other side of the phone visibly cooled down.

"Hey, don't be angry, Sir, I'm just joking with you. What do you think we are related to each other?" Jiang Miao extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, "Don't worry, I'll convey it for you go."

"Thank you."

After You Ji finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a "snap".

Listening to the busy tone from the phone, Jiang Xiao smiled and shook his head.

You Ji, a coquettish bastard, made a special trip to climb up from the endless hell with no signal in order to meet someone, and even "what's his name is Ajiao", pretending as if he couldn't remember his name.

"You sir?"

Qi Chi didn't know when he stood beside Jiang Xiao, and he was startled by his sudden opening of his mouth.

"Well, the ghost market is open, I want to ask Ajiao to go shopping."

"?" Qi Chi raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Miao stood up and said, "I'll go down and ask Ajiaoxian."

"Jiang Miao." Qi Chi suddenly called him and whispered, "Let's go too."

Jiang Miao looked surprised: "Are you still interested in this?"

Qi Chi looked at Jiang Xiao and said indifferently: "Aren't you going to find some legends about ghosts and ghosts? Is there anything more suitable than a ghost market?"

"It's really true when you say that..."

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Jiang Miao nodded: "Sure, let's go together."