what is my husband

Team Zhao was startled, subconsciously stepped on the brakes.He operated so suddenly that he was almost hit by a car behind him.

The owner of the car at the back thought that there was a problem in front, got out of the car and walked up quickly, knocked on the window and asked Team Zhao if he felt uncomfortable or if the car suddenly broke down.

Dui Zhao felt cold all over. He felt that the hand was still on his wrist, but he couldn't see it.

He even suspected that the roof window was not closed, it was raining outside, and the rain fell on his wrist.However, the ground outside was dry and the roof windows were closed.

The person who asked the question was considering whether to call the police or call an ambulance when he suddenly saw the windows down.

He frowned and asked, "Dude, are you alright?"

There was cold sweat on Zhao Dui's forehead that he didn't notice, his face was gloomy, and under the light of the street lamp, his face looked sallow and sallow.

This lane was blocked by two cars in a row, one of which was flashing double flashes, and the rest of the cars immediately avoided going to the other two lanes.

The car owner asked again: "Are you unwell, do you need to call for you?"

Team Zhao regained his senses, waved his hands and said, "No, I'm fine."

He was just taken aback, but now his heartbeat has stabilized and he can continue driving.

The owner of the car looked at him suspiciously, seeing that the other party's attitude was determined and he couldn't continue to meddle in his own business, and said, "Put the car on the side of the road, it's not safe to park in the middle."

A traffic police came over.

Zhao Dui tried his best to explain with a smile: "It's just a sudden dizziness, emergency brake, I drove the car away immediately."

"Don't force yourself if you feel unwell. You can find a substitute driver." The traffic police are really not at ease. Driving forcefully is prone to accidents. More families.

"I'll just rest on the side of the road."

The traffic police escorted Team Zhao all the way to park the car in the parking line. He handed Team Zhao his own bottle of water, "Is there really no problem?"

The cold sweat on Team Zhao's face had dried, but he still felt cold, especially when the breeze blew past, there was an inexplicable chill rushing down his heels to his vest.

He cleared his throat and said, "It's really all right."

At the other end, Wang Jiahe finally caught up.The traffic police thought the two were friends, so they said nothing, and went back to work at the duty station.

"Zhao Dui, what did you meet?" Wang Jiahe had already guessed what happened when he saw Zhao Dui's car stop suddenly.But no matter how he asked, Team Zhao refused to say anything.

It is said that there are ghosts.

For Team Zhao, that "touch" was probably just an illusion, and the coolness could also be explained as the initial symptoms of a cold.His car window was still open, and he looked in to the co-pilot and the rear seat.

His car occasionally takes his daughter to school with a doll in the back seat.At this time, the doll was sitting there, her face was torn apart by the light, and her black eyes were frighteningly bright.

For some reason, he was suddenly very repulsed by it.

Wang Jiahe was about to persuade him to take his own car again, but Zhao Dui got up suddenly, grabbed a doll from the back seat, and stuffed it into the trash can.

There seemed to be a burst of anger in him, and he pressed the doll hard to the bottom of the trash can one after another.

Wang Jiahe suddenly had a strange feeling that Team Zhao was afraid that the doll would run out.

Is this what Mr. Lu and the others mean by the danger?

He was right next to the trash can, and he didn't feel anything. Instead, he felt that Team Zhao was overreacting like a psycho.Wang Jiahe frowned until Dui Zhao sat on the side of the road and asked, "Is there something wrong with that doll?"

"It's nothing, it's just that it's too old." Team Zhao looked away, not wanting to take another look at the trash can.

At the end of his gaze was the small car that had been driven for nearly ten years. The windows were dark, so it was logical that he could not see what was inside, but he could vaguely see a silhouette, like a person.

Standing up suddenly, he stepped over a few steps, and a woman pushing a baby carriage straightened up and passed by him.

So the shadow I saw just now is this woman?

Team Zhao was exhausted. He felt that this short half hour was more tiring than handling the case, and his brain throbbed with pain.

Seeing that he was really not in good condition, Wang Jiahe once again mentioned that he wanted to send him home.This time, Team Zhao agreed.

On the way, Wang Jiahe kept trying to find a topic, and Team Zhao occasionally added a sentence or two.When passing the fork in the road, he pointed in a direction, and the car drove forward for about one kilometer and arrived at Team Zhao's community.

Wang Jiahe: "I'll take you up."

"It's already at the door of the house, don't you feel relieved?" Dui Zhao poked his neck, not wanting anyone to see that he was guilty, because it would prove that the words of those two masters had worked on him.

Think about it too, go through the door of the unit and go to the elevator, what can happen?Wang Jiahe said goodbye, turned around and left.

After starting the car, he slowed down to avoid the pedestrians in the community, and drove out slowly, gradually feeling something was wrong.

Followed all the way, although there were two or three episodes, but in all fairness, these are really not dangerous for Team Zhao.

Could it be that the danger hasn't happened yet?

The light at the entrance of the unit building was broken, and it was pitch black.Fortunately, the elevator is powered independently and will not be affected.

After Team Zhao entered the elevator, he started to feel stuffy as soon as he closed the door.

He untied his coat and put it on his arm, cursing in his heart.What's going on today? It's not going well when I go home, and I'm so irritable that he wants to scold him in the street several times.Due to the nature of work and personal quality, I held back.

His family lived on the 22nd floor, the top floor, and the elevator went up very slowly. I don't know who's kid played a prank and pressed every floor button once.

Finally, on the 13th floor, he couldn't take it anymore, and laughter came from outside the closed elevator door.

They couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, an adult or a child, but Team Zhao decided that a prankster had appeared.

Following the beep, the elevator door slowly opened, and he walked out aggressively. The elevator room was pitch black. It turned out that it wasn't that the lights in the unit building were broken, but that the entire building was out of power.But he clearly remembered that before he entered the building, there were many lights on upstairs.

The bright light behind him went out instantly, and the elevator stopped working.

"It's really unlucky to be home today!" Dui Zhao stood at the elevator door with his hands on his hips, rubbing the center of his brows.

"Whose kid is playing a prank, come out."

A deep voice rang out in a small space with suppressed anger. The prankster seemed to be frightened, and the laughter stopped abruptly.Team Zhao recalled the direction from which the laughter came, and came all the way to the safe passage.

Pushing open the door, he looked in through the crack of half a person's width, and the inside was actually brighter than the elevator room, it was the dark green light from the safe passage sign.

The light failed to relieve his anxiety, but made the oppression in his chest even worse.

Zhao Dui let go, the two doors bounced back and closed, and laughter sounded again.

It is certain that the laughter came from the stairwell.He walked in without hesitation and climbed up the steps.

Halfway through, there was a burst of laughter.Immediately afterwards, the cold feeling that fell on the wrist hit again.This time, it slid all the way down the forearm and landed on his shoulder.

There was a sharp pain in the shoulder bone, and an urgent force suddenly hit him from the front. His body fell back uncontrollably, rolling down the stairs, and did not stop until the second slow platform.

Zhao Dui was sore from the fall, dizzy and dizzy, and he lay down for several minutes before he recovered.

He struggled to sit up on the ground, only to find that his ankle hurt badly.

Anger finally broke out at this moment: "Fuck you, what the hell is it! Don't let me catch you, or I'll take your skin off!"

He couldn't be sure what it was, he just knew that he couldn't stop talking now.At first, the one or two words of scolding were to vent, but later it gradually became an instinct.

Life-saving instinct.

Although he didn't believe it, he heard from his grandma when he was a child that people are three times afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are seven times afraid of people.When encountering little ghosts blocking the way, they cursed to death, and the harder they scolded, the more scared the little ghosts became.

A rush of feet interrupted his curse.

At this moment, Team Zhao really panicked, thinking that the scolded thing had gone and returned.No matter how much he cares about his inner face, all kinds of accidents gathered together tonight, all of them are telling him that he may have really run into trouble.So he spoke again, his voice was urgent and rough, as if a person who drank two catties of fake wine was going crazy.

Wang Jiahe managed to find someone by chasing these unbearable curses, "Captain Zhao?"

Zhao Dui was startled, "Wang Jiahe?"

Wang Jiahe came down the stairs and was startled when he saw Dui Zhao lying motionless on the ground, "What's wrong with you?"

"I sprained my foot, it's nothing serious." Captain Zhao extended his hand to him, "Give me a hand."

Wang Jiahe helped him up and asked, "Why do you take the stairs instead of the elevator?"

"There's a power outage," Team Zhao said. "It's really unlucky tonight. If you say there is a power outage, the power will be cut off. And I don't know whose child is not disciplined. If the elevator is used, it will stop on every floor."

When he said these words, he was actually a little flustered.The tone of complaint is completely emboldening myself, and it is also giving myself psychological hints, implying that there are no ghosts in the world, it is all fake, and it is all my own imagination.

Wang Jiahe stared at Team Zhao with a strange expression upon hearing this: "There is no power outage in the building."

Zhao Dui pushed Wang Jiahe away with a serious face, "How is that possible!"

"There is really no power outage. Except for the light at the door of the building that is not on, the circuits in other places are normal." Wang Jiahe guessed that Team Zhao might have encountered the legendary ghost hitting the wall, or a ghost covering his eyes.

He couldn't help shivering, and looked around vigilantly.

Zhao Dui finally got back to the ground, and his heart hung high again. He stared at Wang Jiahe, frowning tightly, "You kid deliberately deceived me. I could see clearly when I got out of the elevator. Outside... "

As Wang Jiahe pushed open the door of the stairwell, the warm yellow light outside entered Zhao Dui's eyes.

He froze in place, and murmured: "When did the call come, why didn't I know? By the way, the light for the safe passage is a voice-activated light, why didn't it turn on when we talked just now?"

"The voice control light is always on." Wang Jiahe said, "Otherwise, I would have used my mobile phone to take pictures of the road."

Team Zhao is in a bad mood. Why is he and Wang Jiahe so close, yet seem to be in two different worlds?What he saw was completely different from what Wang Jiahe saw!

Wang Jiahe thought, poor Dui Zhao was probably affected by evil spirits, and he hasn't fully recovered yet.

When approaching the door of the house, Zhao Dui finally remembered to ask Wang Jiahe why he appeared in the corridor, and then became suspicious, "You can't be trying to scare me on purpose."

Wang Jiahe repeatedly complained, "Captain Zhao, I don't have such great ability!"

Zhao Dui didn't make a sound, Wang Jiahe continued: "Lu Ting's words are always accurate. He said that if you have an accident, you will have an accident. I feel uneasy and come back again. But I don't know which floor you live in, so I just go one by one. Floor to knock on the door, only to hear curses coming from the stairwell."

The voice was full of anger, and the residents on the next two floors poked their heads out to have a look, and thought it was a hooligan who came to collect debts, so they almost called the police.

The two of them didn't speak for the rest of the journey. Wang Jiahe sent him in and left. It was Mrs. Zhao who helped him in.She is an orthopedic doctor herself, checked her husband's injury, got up to make sure there was no problem, went to the refrigerator, took out an ice pack and applied it on him.

Team Zhao was preoccupied, and it was strange to say that after he cursed loudly, the depression in his chest dissipated.With the appearance of Wang Jiahe, the gloomy atmosphere in the stairwell disappeared.

He knew that he had encountered something he had never known before.

Are there really ghosts in the world?

Are people like Lu Ting and Lin Gui really psychics?

Mrs. Zhao saw that her husband had been silent, and suspected that there was nothing wrong with his head. "Would you like to go to the hospital for a brain scan tomorrow? I heard from your little colleague just now that you fell hard."

"I'm fine. I'm fine except for my feet." Team Zhao twitched his forehead and said seriously, "My mind is also normal."

Mrs. Zhao put one hand on the ice pack, "Then why do you have such an expression? Did the case encounter some difficulties again?"

Zhao Dui looked at his wife, suddenly leaned his upper body over, and lowered his voice: "Wife, do you believe in ghosts?"

Mrs. Zhao smiled: "Don't you believe it? I watched the thriller tour before, and you still said I was coming."

There is another reason Chen Dui hates god sticks, and that is the thriller trip.

This society really has everything to shoot. When the popularity of variety shows goes down, adventures begin.His wife was in a daze for the past two days, she kept talking about Lu Ting and Lin Gui's names, and the one named Xu Yinyin.Fortunately, his wife is rational and just watched the show, and didn't join the scolding battle like some irrational pinks.

At the beginning, he only thought that the program crew was lucky, the blind cat bumped into the dead mouse, and just happened to dig out the hidden secret of Xingfu Hospital.Thinking about it now, will they really find out the truth of the incident by their own ability.

Zhao Dui hurriedly asked, "Why do you believe it?"

Mrs. Zhao: "There is no reason."

Team Zhao became anxious, "There must be a reason."

"The world is so big, the universe is so vast, even aliens may exist, why can't there be ghosts?" Mrs. Zhao's rhetorical question hit Team Zhao's heart.

Mrs. Zhao narrowed her eyes slightly, "What's going on with you tonight?"

Team Zhao told what happened in the car and after entering the apartment building. Mrs. Zhao was stunned for a long time, grabbed her husband and rushed to the bathroom, then hurriedly dragged a bag of rice from the kitchen, grabbed a handful and sprinkled it on her husband.

Sprinkling five grains is a folk method of exorcising evil spirits, which originated from funeral customs.

Zhao Dui subconsciously opened his mouth to scold, and ate a mouthful of uncooked rice, feeling hopeless.

Wang Jiahe drove home, thinking of the series of strange questions that Team Zhao had asked in the stairwell, he couldn't help but shudder, and his admiration for Lu Ting went up to a higher level.

At this time, the worshiped person is lying on his comfortable little bed.

The little paper figurine pushed open the glass door of the balcony and slipped in, bounced onto the bed, with its little head resting against its owner's ear.

Obviously it didn't say anything, but there was a childish voice in Lu Ting's heart.Knowing that Team Zhao is safe and sound, Lu Ting can also sleep soundly. He opened the biscuit box with his fingertips and motioned for the paper figurine to jump in by himself.

The little paper man is like a little snail, lingering and refusing to enter.

Although each paper figurine comes from the same source, in their own cognition, they are unique.The little paper man rubbed his face against Lu Ting's finger, shaking his head.Seeing that the owner was unmoved, he jumped to the ground again, arranged Lu Ting's slippers neatly, hugged the paper ball that fell to the ground at some time, and threw it into the trash can.

The previous paper figurines were very obedient and never disobeyed their own orders.Today this one has his own temper, and is more daring than the others, and made a request to "stay overnight".Seeing it perform so hard, Lu Ting softened his heart.

Flicking its forehead with fingertips, he lifted the quilt and signaled the paper figurine to get in.

The paper figurine is only the size of a palm, and lying in the quilt is like lying in the middle of the sea.It struggled to get out and lay on its side following the appearance of a human.

Facing that face without facial features, Lu Ting had the illusion of being watched.He dropped his palms, covering the face of the paper figurine tightly, and closed his eyes.

From the gap in the glass door of the balcony, a few vines came in and wrapped themselves around Lu Ting's waist, and then grew roots that penetrated into the skin and entangled the young man inside and out.

Lu Ting opened his eyes for a look, then closed them again.

As sleepiness grew stronger, he turned over and lay flat, revealing the face of the paper man that had been covered.

The facial features slowly developed on that face, with pea-sized black eyeballs extending up and down the outline of the eyelids, followed by a nose and red, small lips.It was a Q version, very similar to Lin Gui's face.

The hands and feet of the paper figurine have changed from flat to three-dimensional, and the pale paper has the skin color and vitality of a living person.

He climbed onto the pillow, hugged Lu Ting's face, raised his head and smacked the young man's forehead.

Lin Guiji didn't feel aggrieved in the paper figurine's body. Being able to stick his roots to Lu Ting's body, and being able to fall asleep in Lu Ting's arms, he couldn't be happier.If there is any dissatisfaction, it is that Lu Ting is too slow to open up.

Lin Gui unhappily kicked Lu Ting's face with his short feet, then buried his head in the quilt, and gently sucked on the young man's neck.

Living separately allows him to better hide his emotions and desires, but it also has disadvantages. After getting used to watching Lu Ting fall asleep, there will be a space in Lin Gui's heart every night, even if he uses vines and roots to hold Lu Ting to sleep. The other party's tight entanglement can't fill the empty feeling.

He thought, I am really greedy, I have to let Lu Ting hug me to really feel at ease.