Guiding Spirit [Part 1]

When Jiang Mu went out, it was already dark outside. After autumn, it got darker and earlier, and it was completely dark now. He stood in the corridor and looked around, and found that one of the lights in the corridor was broken, which happened to be at the door of his house.

There was a rusty window at the end of the corridor that was left open all year round, and now a gust of cool air was blowing in, which made people feel uncomfortable.

He walked to the door and opened it, and the room was also pitch black.

Jiang Mu has never been afraid of these mysterious things, but when he wanted to turn on the light, he suddenly felt creepy.

wrong!

As if he had noticed something, he stared around in the darkness, and there was an unusual smell in the air.

Jiang Mu reached out and quickly turned on the switch on one side of the wall. For some reason, the light went on with a "click" and then went off, but under the subtle light of that blink.

He still saw it.

Opening the door of Jiang Mu's house is the living room, and the only conspicuous furniture in the living room is the somewhat worn-out table and four chairs.When he and Tong Xiaodong went down early, something happened to Lu Shuang's family, and there was no time to drink the pot of chicken soup. It stands to reason that the chicken soup should be honestly covered by him on the table, but now... there are seven sets of bowls on the table chopsticks!

Six big and one small, each filled with a little chicken soup and placed on the table as if seven people were just sitting on the table eating.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the flashlight on the mobile phone to take a picture. None of the seven sets of bowls and chopsticks neatly arranged on the table was bought by him. Those bowls are very old, as if they were several years ago.

Jiang Mu narrowed his eyes and walked over, but before he got to the table, he stopped because his feet stepped on the water.

The water is a puddle of water with a small area. It is not far from the table, and it is surrounded by dry water, which looks very abrupt.

Jiang Mu looked down and suddenly said, "Li Hong."

He skipped the table and walked towards the bedroom with his mobile phone in hand. Standing at the door of the bedroom, the light of the mobile phone shone in. There were two figures lying straight on his bed. Looking carefully, it turned out that the quilt was placed.

"Wang Yu, Xue Shan."

Only his low and slow voice could be heard in the darkness, no one knew what he was doing.

The next place Jiang Mu went to was the kitchen, which was also in chaos. The knives on the table were messed up, but a kitchen knife was stuck straight on the chopping board, with a cold light, "Zhao Rongjuan."

The last place was a large floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony, which was opened wide as expected, and the sound of the wind blowing the opened window was particularly loud in the dark, like the scene of the family of three jumping off the building.

Jiang Mu looked around and suddenly chuckled and said, "It's pretty neat."

Without calling the police, without checking, as if he was sure nothing was missing, he closed the window, turned off the flashlight, walked to the living room and sat on a chair.

The room was quiet, as if it had been vacant for many years.

After a while, footsteps sounded from far to near, "Jiang Mu!"

The person who came was Xiao Wenke, holding a flashlight in his hand, which illuminated a rather large area.

"Eh? Jiang Mu, why didn't you close the door of your house?" Xiao Wenke stood at the door, looked around and scratched his head. He wanted to go in, but he saw Jiang Mu sitting on a chair inside. His pale face was even more gloomy under the light of the flashlight. With a click, he quickly moved the light away.

This kid didn't show his anger at all, he was so dark that he almost scared him to death!

Jiang Mu said lightly: "Are you okay?"

Xiao Wenke's heart was pounding. He actually turned his head and wanted to leave, but he calmed down and said, "I don't know why the power went out just now. The circuit in our community seems to be burned. I heard that it will take a while to get a call."

"Ah."

Xiao Wenke was a little embarrassed by the "huh" that was neither light nor heavy, why did he still look so cold and not popular at all.

"Well, did you eat early when I got off work today? Go out to eat together?"

He said that he saw Jiang Mu had no other movement, and he seemed to be back slowly. Xiao Wenke went in and looked around secretly, and saw his voice suddenly raised on the table, "Hey, someone is coming from your house? One, two, three... ...Um, seven bowls? So many people?"

Jiang Mu stood up and poured out all the chicken soup in those bowls by the light of the other party's flashlight, stacked up the bowls and threw them into the trash can, "Someone is here, come uninvited."

His tone of speech is not good, and of course it is not bad. In fact, Jiang Mu's speech is always in that light tone, as if he doesn't care about anything, and no one can affect his emotions.

In Shen Long's words, he is like a dummy.

Xiao Wenke was a little scared now, he didn't dare to answer the words, his eyes turned straight, and after Jiang Mu cleaned up, he asked: "Then do you want to go out?"

Before Jiang Mu could speak, he hastily added: "I'm getting paid today, and I'm treating you!"

Jiang Mu glanced at him, turned his head and wiped his hands and said softly, "No need."

When they came out, Xiao Wenke helped him carry the bag of garbage with bowls. Many people came out of the corridor, many of them were cooking and the power went out. Lou became more popular in an instant.

……

Xiao Wenke said that he was eating out, but he didn't go to any high-end restaurants. The two of them found a small restaurant near the community to solve the problem.

The small restaurant is very small, but the business is very good, and it is full of people. Fortunately, they came not too late. There is a small table in a corner, and Xiao Wenke, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, squeezed in and then Sitting on the small bench looked a little aggrieved.

Jiang Mu doesn't drink, and he's embarrassed to order white wine, and finally asks for a bottle of beer to get over his alcohol addiction. Xiao Wenke is a person who can't keep his mouth shut, but that doesn't count for anyone. Obviously, Jiang Mu is not a candidate for small talk. With the lively atmosphere around them, it seemed strange that their table was quiet.

Is it fun to eat with a log lump?

Xiao Wenke replied that it was meaningless at all.

While sipping his wine, he missed Shen Long in his heart. It would be better to have fun talking nonsense with Shen Long, but...

Xiao Wenke raised his head and secretly glanced at Jiang Mu who was opposite him.

"What do you want to say?"

"Huh?" Xiao Wenke slammed into the opponent's eyes and almost choked in fright, "No, it's nothing."

Jiang Mu took a scrutiny look at him while eating, and that look seemed to penetrate into his heart, "What... do you have in mind?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Xiao Wenke was startled by these words and coughed several times, and quickly waved his hands and said, "No! No!"

Jiang Mu put down his chopsticks and looked at him with his cheek resting on his hand, "There is no care for me without a reason, but your care for me has crossed the line, can you tell me the reason?"

This posture seemed to require an explanation today.

Xiao Wenke wanted to say something but seemed to be stuck. He lowered his head and ate a few more mouthfuls of food before he mumbled and said, "I think you are like my younger brother."

Jiang Mu didn't say a word, and still looked at him indifferently, as if he was wondering whether his words were true or not. Xiao Wenke continued: "He is also like you, he is white and thin and doesn't like to talk."

"Every time I see you, I think of him. Besides, I'm several years older than you. I'm already in my thirties this year. I shouldn't take care of you. Don't be so sensitive. I'm not a bad person."

It's embarrassing to be called sensitive in public, especially when he guessed some subtle things wrong, but Jiang Mu didn't feel it at all, he nodded after hearing Xiao Wenke's explanation, and it turned out that he was so calm Say, "That makes sense, I thought you were gay."

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough" this time not only Xiao Wenke coughed, but also the diners at the next table. Seeing the people next to him wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh made his face burn instantly, " You, you, you, what are you thinking, a child? How could I be so ill-intentioned, you, you..."

He stuttered and couldn't speak, his face was burning like hell, he thought that Jiang Mu regarded himself as some kind of bad guy, but he didn't expect to directly treat him as a wretched uncle or someone with unknown sexual orientation, no wonder this kid always treats him coldly.

Whether it was Xiao Wenke's gaffe or the laughter of the people around him, Jiang Mu actually didn't care, he asked without changing his face, "What about others?"

Xiao Wenke's originally embarrassed expression froze for a moment, as if thinking of something, his expression froze instantly, and the laughter around him continued in a low voice. His eyes were a little dazed, and his lips moved slightly for a while before he said, "He's dead."

Jiang Mu looked at him unexpectedly, and Xiao Wenke on the opposite side seemed to be caught in some bad memories and his face became very bad. He reached out to pour himself a glass of wine, touched the other's glass and said, "Sorry."

The crisp sound of clinking glasses brought Xiao Wenke back to his senses, he pulled a wry smile and said: "No, I'm fine, I don't care about it after so many years, you don't know how to drink, don't drink, anyway, it's not a good thing, it's bad for your body What good."

That's what he said, but Jiang Mu still drank it down.

"It's not that I don't know how to drink, I just don't like it very much."