Xiangdong lay on the steps with a pale face. His breath smelled strongly of blood, his face was bruised and swollen, and his head was aching and dizzy. He managed to avoid fainting by cursing at Fengpi.
Not long after, Xiangdong suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the entrance of the residential building. Fengli crawled out from inside, barely breathing.
Xiangdong propped himself up on the ground, then lay down again. He felt like a sea of blood was swirling in his head.
Chen Yang, who was standing under the old locust tree, rushed up the stairs and grabbed a handful of pineapples.
"Brother Yang, I... vomit..." Pineapple vomited all over Chen Yang.
Chen Yang didn't care about the vomit in front of him. He helped Feng Li to Xiang Dong and said, "Give her some psychological counseling."
Xiangdong was noncommittal: "What's the point of tutoring? You're a grown-up kid now, and you know that there's always sunshine after the storm."
Although he said this, he took the pineapple with his hands.
Pineapple had experienced great fear and felt nauseous. He lay on the steps, twitching and vomiting bitterly, without a trace of his usual vigor.
Chen Yang knew that now was not the time to ask questions. He was about to go back to the old locust tree to get some tissues to wipe his clothes, when he saw Chao Jian approaching with his backpack, his face filled with a sinister look.
Pineapple was so scared that she vomited and choked, and shrank behind Xiangdong in a miserable and pitiful manner.
Xiangdong stroked his back and said, "When people are too frightened, they will vomit to relieve the burden. This is common sense. My little Lizi didn't do it on purpose."
Fengli was confused. How could he have such common sense? Why did he suddenly feel that the boss who didn't even graduate from high school knew a lot? The boss grabbed the back of his head and turned his tearful face towards Chen Yang.
"But you spit all over your brother Yang's clothes." Xiangdong said, "You should apologize."
Pineapple wiped her mouth and stood up, bowing to Chen Yang Penguin: "Brother Yang, Saorui."
Chen Yang waved his hand and looked at Chao Jian who was pulling out a tissue: "Don't worry about it, I'll do it myself."
Chao Jian took a tissue and wiped it off.
Chen Yang stood on the steps with a stiff back, looking at Chao Jian who was standing on the steps below. What caught his eye was his long, dense eyelashes.
This was the first time Chen Yang remembered looking Chao Jian in the eye, and his thoughts were a little distracted.
"Do you want to fall in love?"
"think."
"What kind do you like?"
"The waist is soft."
"No more?"
"Nice legs."
"What does he look like?"
"I like it."
That memory fragment emerged in Chen Yang's mind. He looked at his waist and legs silently, his face flushed with embarrassment, and the original conversation echoed in his ears again.
—With your conditions, it’s easy for you to find an ideal partner.
—You are the only one in my life circle.
The heat on Chen Yang's face faded and his eyes became confused. It might be the sequelae of selective amnesia. His memory was erratic, sometimes good and sometimes bad. He could remember far less than he thought.
He remembered the rules of each mission very well, but he was not so good at real-life life. The more fragmented and scattered it was, the more he would ignore and forget it. That conversation was several months ago, but he still remembered it.
Chen Yang was wondering how much he had forgotten.
What is Chao Jian planning, what is he waiting for, and... why does he hate him
As Chen Yang thought about it, he saw what was between him and Chao Jian. There were too many secrets and concealments.
A hint of wetness pulled Chen Yang's thoughts back, and he found that the sticky and sour vomit in front of him had been wiped away bit by bit by Chao Jian.
Chao Jian was now using wet wipes. The cloth had become wet from repeated wiping, and it felt cold when it touched Chen Yang's skin.
The small piece of cloth on his chest bulged slightly, and Chen Yang took a breath.
Continue wiping Chao Jian.
The arc gradually became larger, and Chen Yang suddenly grabbed Chao Jian's hand: "Stop wiping it."
"Dirty." Chao Jian tightened his jaw.
Chen Yang panted and glared at him: "That's enough!"
"No." Chao Jian continued to wipe the cloth. His expression was nonchalant, but his movements were chillingly paranoid. He was frantically restraining something. His fingertips were trembling slightly and his breath was heavy.
Chen Yang's eyes glanced at Chao Jian's bloodshot eyes, and he paused as he tried to push his hand away, then put it down. Chen Yang gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, trying to sort out the clues and divert his attention.
The ninth package was dropped to the ground.
There were only two people who had the task of drawing lots, Xiaoxiang was one of them. In order to avoid suspicion, she asked Ayuan to be responsible for writing the order number.
Ayuan quickly crumpled up the paper balls, Xiaoxiang grabbed one and opened it, then went to get the package.
Wu Qing was so sunburned that he couldn't open his eyes: "What time is it?"
A Yuan said: "I can't see clearly."
What does "can't see clearly" mean? Is the task more difficult? Everyone who heard this came over.
Chen Yang held the tissue Chao Jian had given him and covered the damp cloth on his chest. He picked it up, rubbed it gently, and absorbed the water stains on it. He looked at the ninth package. The list was wrinkled, as if it had been caught in the rain. The recipient's name was rotten, and there were three vague numbers in the address column.
"1?" Wu Qing rubbed his eyes, trying to keep up with the young man's thinking. "The house number 101 on the first floor has turned black. It can't be 101, so it must be 102?"
"Brother, it's not 1, is it?" Lin Shuwei pointed to the first number with a trembling finger. "Look here, does it look like there is handwriting?"
Wu Qing felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard his old voice: "Ah? What?"
Lin Shuwei raised his lips and smiled coldly: "4."
"Shuwei, go to the shade of the tree. I'm going to be sunburned." He pouted, covered his eyes with his hands, and stood up and left.
"Aning, the cicadas under the old locust tree are chirping non-stop. I'm a little scared." Lin Shuwei's face turned pale and his steps were hesitant.
"It's just a cicada. Can it eat you? Be a man and be strong."
"… "
Pineapple rubbed her goosebumps. The timid and weak one was the real Lin Shuwei. The others had been with him all the way. They were one.
If we put aside the tragedy, in a sense, Lin Shuwei is pretty good. Whether in good times or bad, safe or dangerous, there is always someone to accompany him.
Fengli thought of the despair and fear he had to endure alone in the corridor. The feeling of drowning came over him again, and he shook and vomited acid water.
The large palm patted his back, the force was definitely not gentle, but the palm was absolutely warm.
Pineapple sniffed and said, luckily he has a boss.
“If the first number is ‘4’, the next two numbers should be either 01 or 02,” Wu Qing said. “I think it looks like 401.”
Pineapple took a look and said, "They all look alike to me."
Xiao Xiang looked at Chen Yang, and she made it clear that she wanted to decide based on the number of votes.
Chen Yang: “402.”
Xiangdong: “401.”
Chen Yang nudged the person next to him with his elbow and heard him say, "402."
A Yuan: "402."
402 had the most votes. Xiao Xiang looked at the express again. On the wrinkled, old, soaked paper, the row of order numbers stood out clearly. Xiao Xiang knew that if she hesitated for one more second, she would have one less second to spend with Jian. She had to shorten her time as much as possible.
Take a gamble and go to 402.
Xiao Xiang took off her high heels that made a lot of noise when she walked and walked barefoot into the residential building.
Chen Yang said: "No courier is barefoot when delivering packages."
Xiao Xiang paused, and was about to put her high heels back on, but A Yuan stopped her and said, "Let me change with you."
As A Yuan said this, he quickly took off the yellow and white sneakers on his feet and handed them to Xiao Xiang: "It's size 38, you can wear it."
"Thank you." Xiao Xiang quickly put on his sneakers. He owed someone a favor, thank you.
"By the way, I just delivered it to room 402." Fengli spat out the mouthwash in her mouth, "Sister Xiaoxiang, don't leave yet! I have discovered something!"
Xiao Xiang stopped and turned back: "Go ahead."
Fengli talked about the situation of Room 402 in bits and pieces. There were three workers doing the renovation, and the client Zhang Ming was one of them.
"No noise during renovation?" Xiao Xiang thought calmly, "Just cut it."
Pineapple was stunned: "Cutting?"
"The sound has cut to 402 in another time and space. It's messed up." Xiao Xiang said as he entered the building.
Fengli scratched her furry hair with her index finger: "Brother Dong, I feel like I understand, but I also feel like I don't understand."
"It's not important." Xiangdong pulled his legs apart. "Did you pee your pants?"
Pineapple's face turned red: "I peed a little in the building." It was also the first time he knew that the legendary incontinence caused by being scared by ghosts was possible and not an exaggeration.
"Very pornographic." Xiangdong commented objectively.
"I didn't drink much water this morning..." Pineapple was mad, "That's not the point, Boss. The point is that I made it out alive!"
Xiangdong poured cold water on him mercilessly: "It's only temporary."
Pineapple pouted. Xiangdong said disdainfully, "Alright, alright, you did a great job. Our little pear is the best. You are the pride of East Street. East Street is proud of you."
"It's over, it's over." Fengli waved his hands in a very pretentious manner. He was proud for half a second before his shoulders slumped and he told the boss stutteringly, "I panicked when I found out something was wrong with Room 402. When I went downstairs, I forgot not to make a loud noise and ran downstairs with my head agape."
Xiangdong rarely did not laugh, and there was a hint of gentleness in his eyes: "Well, then what?"
"Then the ghost came out. I could clearly feel it." Fengli shuddered violently. The smell was terrible. He felt as if he had been pressed into a large piece of rotten pork infested with maggots. The maggots were crawling on his face and drilling into his mouth and nose. It was an unforgettable experience.
Xiangdong saw Fengli vomiting again, so he handed her some water and asked, "How did you get rid of it?"
"I didn't do anything. I didn't do anything." Fengli rinsed her mouth, her expression dazed. "I didn't run, I didn't shout, I didn't open my eyes, I didn't look back. I just stood there quietly. I didn't even breathe. I was like a wax figure."
Xiangdong joked: "When being watched by a ghost, people's instinct is to run away, scream and cry. Most people can't do nothing."
Pineapple's red eyes widened: "I have potential?"
"It's okay, but far worse than your brother Dong." Xiangdong vomited some blood and lay down unable to sit still.
Pineapple hung her head and said, "The life-saving nail clippers are lost, and Little Red Riding Hood is also lost."
"It's okay as long as your life is not lost." Xiangdong rubbed Pineapple's hair, and his half-awake and half-drowsy eyes drifted towards Chen Yang. The two looked at each other for a second or two.
Xiangdong's eyes were full of contempt. You keep wiping your clothes, right
Chen Yang was speechless. He said to Chao Jian who was still wiping his clothes, "You are the last one."
Chao Jian said nothing.
"The packages are always placed upside down, so I can't see the address." Chen Yang was worried, "I hope it's not on the top floor."
Chao Jian looked indifferent: "I don't care."
"Why don't you care?" Chen Yang became excited. "If it's the top floor, you'll be in a hurry just to go up and down the stairs!" He became more and more anxious. "Then you'll have to walk lightly and quickly, and it will be difficult for you to..."
Chao Jian stopped wiping his clothes at some point and looked at him with an unspeakable look.
Chen Yang pursed his lips.
Chao Jian didn't say anything, but just stared into his eyes and smiled at him.
Chen Yang was stunned, his Adam's apple moved, and the rationality in his mind was roaring, this was a mission, don't think about irrelevant things, put those aside for the time being.
Saving your life is the prerequisite for everything! If you lose your life, you lose everything!
Emotionally slam the table in retaliation, people are not machines that can be controlled with one click, or simply unplugged.
The reason why people are people is because they have seven emotions and six desires, which are innate and are part of the body. They can be suppressed but not deleted.
Reason and emotion started arguing, and the two sides argued fiercely. In the end, emotion won at this moment.
So Chen Yang flicked Chao Jian's little bun.
"When I deliver the express later, you go stay under the old locust tree. Don't wait for me at the door." Chao Jian said without raising his eyelids.
Chen Yang looked down at him: "Okay."
Pineapple takes a shorter time. Now it depends on Xiaoxiang how long Chao Jian can use it.
Xiao Xiang stood at the door of Room 402 with a package in her hand. The door was open. Inside was a rough-finished house with a pungent smell of cement. No one was there. But she heard the sound of an electric drill hitting the wall.
"Ding... Ding..."
"Buzz..."
The noise was loud and harsh.
Sure enough, the space was staggered. Xiao Xiang was prepared, but still a little terrified. She tried to verify her guess in her mind, Zhang Ming, your delivery has arrived.
The unfinished house in front of me suddenly turned into a construction room. The cement walls were painted with lime and workers were laying floor tiles.
Xiaoxiang knocks on the door.
A worker looked towards the door and said, "Little sister, who are you looking for?"
"I'm a courier." Xiao Xiang said.
"Courier? You must have gone to the wrong place. We are all workers here, not the owners of this place. How could we possibly write down the wrong address..."
The worker didn't say anything, so Zhang Ming in the corner stopped working and stood up: "It might be mine."
When he came over, Xiao Xiang smelled a strong smell of sweat and lime from the room.
"Sir, the package slip has been soaked by the rain, so it's hard to see clearly. Only the order number is clear." Xiao Xiang frowned, "I guessed the house number. It may not be your package."
"It's okay. Let's not rush. Let me take a look." Zhang Ming wiped his dirty hands on his dirty pants. He took out his old mobile phone, found the order, clicked on the logistics information, and carefully compared the order number digit by digit.
"It's mine!" Zhang Ming said with a cheerful smile.
Xiao Xiang also looked at the logistics information. The order number was indeed exactly the same. She breathed a sigh of relief: "Then please sign for it."
OK." Zhang Ming took the pen she handed over.
A worker's puzzled voice came from inside the room: "Xiao Zhang, what did you buy? Why did you send it to your employer?"
"It's for proposal. If my girlfriend finds it when it's sent to my place, it won't be a surprise." Zhang Ming's face was full of happiness.
"Propose? Do a big thing quietly. Remember to invite us to the wedding banquet when the time comes!" the worker joked.
"Okay, no problem!" Zhang Ming grinned widely, looking silly.
Xiao Xiang's eyebrows moved slightly. The atmosphere between the three workers was very harmonious. It could be seen that they were all working hard for their livelihood.
Zhang Ming returned the pen to Xiao Xiang and said gratefully, "This package was left at the collection point. They said it was lost. I've been so busy these days that I haven't had time to deal with this matter. I didn't expect the package is still there and not lost. Thank you for delivering it to me."
"It's my duty." Xiao Xiang had just torn off the list when a hand suddenly dragged her into the house!
The one who dragged Xiaoxiang was Zhang Ming, with great strength. The door closed behind her, and Zhang Ming and two other workers surrounded her.
Xiao Xiang's brain was working at full speed. The possibility that the evil spirit was among these three people was no more than five percent.
So why would they do this? What is their motivation
Xiao Xiang exhaled and inhaled gently: "You..."
She didn't say the rest of the words, the three workers stared at her intently, which made her calmness crack.
One against three, Xiao Xiang was not in an advantageous position.
The three workers just surrounded her without any other words or actions.
After a few minutes, the three people began to turn black little by little, and at the same time, there was a smell of smoke in the air.
The smoke is getting thicker!
Burn marks gradually appeared on the bodies of the three people!