I don’t know if it’s because I’m too tired. When I woke up the next day, it was already 11 o’clock in the evening, and the electricity hadn’t come on. .
When I walked out of the gate of the complex, there was a power outage notice posted on the bulletin board. I stopped and looked at it.
I hurried to the ghost building, luckily, I was not late. When I walked into the hall, there were no guests yet, and Sister Hua was scolding all the beauties, as if something happened last night.
I tiptoed and tried to bypass the bar from one side, but Sister Hua turned her head from an angle that ordinary people can't turn at all, looked at me coldly, and said, "Come here."
I looked at Sister Hua with a guilty conscience. To be honest, I am not afraid of ghosts anymore, but Sister Hua turned her head like this still made me feel very awkward.
I walked over and stood in a row with the scolded girls, and beside me was Little Bell, seeing me passing, she even winked at me mischievously. I also said hello with my eyes.
Seeing me stand still, Sister Hua said: "What happened yesterday really made Fanlou ashamed..."
Sister Hua reprimanded me grumblingly, but I was completely at a loss as to what was going on. However, I won't ask, because if I ask, I will definitely attract the firepower to myself, and I'm not that stupid.
After a while, it wasn't until the first guest came that Sister Hua instantly showed a charming smile like a flower, and the criticism meeting was over. I followed Lulu to the bar and asked in a low voice: "Lulu Lu, what's going on?"
Lulu looked at the red jade bracelet on my hand before replying: "Yan'er fought with the man in long gown last night. Didn't the power go out yesterday? It's because of them."
I was stunned for a moment, a bit dumbfounded, this is too deceitful, I was supposed to unravel the secret of the toilet in No. 1 Middle School yesterday. Finally, he sighed and asked curiously, "Why did you fight?"
I still remember that the man in the long coat raised a white bug that was similar to Yan'er's chubby, and he seemed to have a good relationship with Yan'er.
Lulu showed a strange expression and said, "This, this, you can ask Yan'er yourself later."
I turned my head to look at Yan'er, only to see that Yan'er was looking at every guest who entered the door with an indifferent expression that was not inferior to Lulu, only to see that all the guests walked around me with their heads down.
Uh, I'd rather not ask, gossip is not a good habit.
As the number of guests gradually increased, I also became busy. For me, I am basically used to the work in the ghost building, and I do it very conveniently. This can be seen from my more and more tips, and the beauties are getting more and more familiar with me because they get more and more money. Of course, the best ones are Lulu, Yan'er and Three little bells, at least I think so.
It was originally a very ordinary night, but when it was close to closing time, a person came in and completely broke the normality. There were two black eye sockets on the livid face, no eyeballs, and blood was slowly flowing from the eye sockets. It should be There were only two small holes left at the nose, but this time there were no white bugs wriggling, and it was the man in the gown who came.
Yan'er, who had been sitting still, stood up all of a sudden, and said coldly, "Did Xiaopang bring it?"
The long-clothed man shook his head in disappointment. Just when Yan'er was about to get mad, the long-clothed man said, "Little fat and little skinny were taken away by a trash picker. I searched for a long time, but I didn't find any trace of that little devil."
"Little ghost, what kind of kid is it?"
"It's the one who has been appearing all over the place these years, constantly digging through garbage."
"I'll look for it with you." Saying that, Yan'er flew into the air, grabbed the man in the long coat by the collar, and led him out of the ghost building together.
Fatty is gone? No wonder Yan'er is in such a hurry, but who is Xiaoshou? I suddenly remembered the worms that often wriggled in the eye sockets of the people in long gowns. It should be Xiaoshou.
Alas, pet lovers, I just hope that if they fight later, it won't cause a blackout again.
This episode is finally over, I am still a little curious about the relationship between Yan'er and the man in the gown, but I am even more curious about what will be in the photo in the post once the call is received, even though the text is no longer It must be useful.
The ghost building is closed, and when I was about to go out, Lulu stood by the door, glanced at the bracelet on my hand, and said quietly: "Put the bracelet on."
I nodded, and was about to ask Lulu what the bracelet was for, but after Lulu finished speaking, she turned and left, making me open my mouth, but in the end no sound came out.
Walking out of the ghost building, I thought for a while, and planned to walk back slowly. In the silent night, there were only my footsteps, which seemed very quiet, and I think this kind of quiet can just free me from the complete busyness of the past few days. , though, for most people, such deserted streets are a bit scary.
I walked slowly, completely at a walking pace, not fast, but not slow, without thinking about anything in my mind, until I was awakened from this state by the sound of breaking glass.
I looked in the direction of the sound. It was a trash can on the side of the road. It looked huge. In fact, I knew that it was not that the trash can was too big, but that the person who was digging through the trash was too thin, so it looked like a trash can. very big.
The whole head of the person who picked up the trash has almost stuck into the trash can, so I can't see his head, but from the arms and height that are almost like dead branches, this person is at most 15 or 6 years old, alas , is really pitiful.
I walked towards the child and took out a few pieces of change from my pocket. There was nothing I could do. The mobile phone is too convenient now, which led to a sharp decrease in the cash on my body.
As if hearing my footsteps, the child stuck his head out, looked at me, and muttered to himself, I was still a little far away, so I couldn't hear the child's words clearly.
Slowly approaching, the child backed up a bit, as if a little scared, I saw the child's long greasy hair covering most of his face, and with a friendly smile, I handed over the money: "Don't be afraid, You take the money."
The child was still muttering to himself, as if he was saying that he didn't find something. I could see that the child seemed to have a problem with his spirit, so he stretched his hand forward again and said, "Take it, buy some." food."
The child slowly stretched out his hand, took the money, and took care to avoid touching my hand. He seemed to be a very polite child. It's just that although the movements are normal, the mouth is still saying: I can't find it, I can't find it.
The child took the money, took a deep look at me, and buried his head in the trash can again. I sighed and shook my head, and continued on the way home. I don’t know why, but I always think of that child. The half of the face covered by the greasy long hair gave me an inexplicable sense of familiarity with that half of the face.
Not far away, I turned to look at the child.
I couldn't help but have doubts in my heart, and whispered to myself: "Have I seen him?"