The distribution of seats is roughly like this, there are three seats in a row, and there are only two people in the front row, that is, the tall woman and the person who is very tightly wrapped, it should be a man.
So Fu Mingchen called them "tall women" and "strict men".
Fu Mingchen's impression of "Yan Shi Nan" is that he is completely wrapped up and very strange. And that "tall girl"... Maybe it was because she got into the car behind Fu Mingchen. He didn't even remember what the other person looked like. He only remembered that when he got up to change seats, he inadvertently saw that the other person was wearing black, but wearing a pair of red high heels.
The red was a bit dazzling, so even though he only saw it out of the corner of his eye, Fu Mingchen was still impressed.
While Fu Mingchen sat in the back three rows, Qiu Qiu sat in the third row and Liu Qi sat in the fourth row. After the seats were rotated, the two of them smiled and talked face to face.
Fu Mingchen himself sat in the fifth row with a male colleague. The passenger in the same row was a good-looking one who was wearing sunglasses in the car.
There were three old people sitting in a row behind them, only one of them was a man. They didn't make a loud noise or chew smelly food. They just discussed the "nightmare world" that young people were paying attention to recently with kind expressions on their faces, and occasionally sighed about the younger generation at home. It sounds like a family, maybe in-laws.
There were originally only two seats in the last row, but there was a family of three. The young parents sat together silently, with complicated expressions on their faces. Their four- or five-year-old son sat in the children's seat specially prepared for the bus. The chair looked more comfortable than an adult seat. The little boy was happily playing with his tablet, taking pictures of his parents from time to time. He was not affected by the strange atmosphere of his parents.
The little boy sat in the extra high chair, which is why a seat in the first row was vacated.
The male colleague sitting next to Fu Mingchen has a good relationship with him. After all, there are only so many people in their small marketing department. As long as they work a little longer, they can always chat together.
The other party may have seen Fu Mingchen looking at the front seat from time to time, quietly approaching the seat, then patted him, lowered his voice and said, "Ah Chen, are you still thinking about Meiren Qiu?"
The seats in the car are spaced apart, so just keep your voice down so you don't have to worry about hearing it in front of you.
Fu Mingchen just sat there without saying a word, and began to pretend to close his eyes and rest in peace.
The colleague pushed him again: "Don't pretend to be stupid, since you cleared the first nightmare world, the expression on your face was as ugly as if someone owed you money. Those birds and birds surrounded Liu Qi and didn't notice, we Several men can see it."
After speaking, without waiting for Fu Mingchen to answer, the colleague said: "Don't be reconciled, Manager Liu is the boss's son after all, and now he has become a senior trainer that we can't compare to, and he knows so many nightmares. How can we compare to the things of the world?"
Fu Mingchen still didn't open his eyes, but in his mind, the first time he saw Qiu Qiu appeared in his mind.
The reason why Fu Mingchen regards Qiu Qiu as the goddess of secret love is not only because she is the flower of the marketing department, but also because when Qiu Qiu first joined the company, Fu Mingchen was already an intern in the marketing department, and they were considered the senior and junior among the interns.
At that time, the old man in the marketing department asked Fu Mingchen to bring Qiu Qiu to familiarize himself with the environment. At that time, Qiu Qiu, who had just graduated, didn't even know how to put on makeup. At most, he only put on lipstick.
This is how Fu Mingchen fell.
But Qiu Qiu was not only enthusiastic about him, he was very enthusiastic about everyone in the marketing department. He flew around like a little bee all day to do this and that, and in the end he was even more positive than Fu Mingchen.
Fu Mingchen just watched the beautiful little bee put on business clothes, ironed and dyed wavy curls, made up more delicate, and gradually became cold. He couldn't remember how long Qiu Qiu didn't call others "senior".
I don't know when it started, Qiu Qiu only talked to him when he wanted to let him do things, and then called out "Little Fu" coldly.
She has become the flower of the high mountains, but Fu Mingchen has disappeared.
Despite this, Fu Mingchen did his best to do the things she explained to the best and perfect. As a qualified secret lover, as long as Qiu Qiu smiled and nodded politely after he completed the task, Fu Mingchen would be happy for a long time.
If possible, Fu Mingchen would rather that Qiu Qiu always be such a high flower, instead of sitting in front of Liu Qi as he is now, talking with a bright smile, and fluttering his hair.
Fu Mingchen opened his eyes and muttered softly, "How can you be willing?"
The colleague became interested when he heard Fu Mingchen's words, and continued to chase after him: "What can you do if you're not willing? In the company nobody cares, but in the nightmare world, you're still a nobody, so accept your fate."
Fu Mingchen was a little unconvinced: "If Nightmare World is regarded as a game, and it is a game that the rich second generation can't spend money on, do people who enter Nightmare World late really have no chance to catch up?"
With that said, Fu Mingchen pinched the back of his hand directly, feeling that he still needs to calm down a bit and not blurt out everything.
The colleague also had a strange expression: "People have experienced 9 nightmare worlds, are you chasing them with your head?"
The colleague's words were like stabbing a knife in Fu Mingchen's chest. He didn't want to close his eyes or look at the men and women who were chatting and laughing in front of him. He simply observed the young man sitting next to him on the right.
The young man's skin appeared cold white under the light, and Fu Mingchen stared at other people's faces for a while.
After forcing himself to look away, Fu Mingchen told himself in his heart that his skin would indeed appear whiter when wearing sunglasses.
Then, Fu Mingchen saw a black and white backpack next to the seat next to it. Although the style looked outdated, it was not particularly beautiful, and there was no brand logo on the backpack.
If it is a branded backpack, the logo or the deformed logo is usually marked in the most conspicuous place. Fu Mingchen has a little research on the brand because of his work, so at a glance, he feels that the backpack next to him is ordinary, like It's the same as bought in the online store.
On the other hand, the pair of light-brown sunglasses that the neighbor was wearing had an obvious logo on the frame, which was probably a brand name of seven or eight hundred yuan, a style that can be seen everywhere in shopping malls.
As a result, Fu Mingchen felt that the neighbor he encountered on this trip should be a petty-bourgeois family with a relatively well-off but not too well-off family, who could afford a famous brand, but did not have the habit of fully armed with a famous brand, and the environment he was in might not have either. Too many brand-name poisoned people.
Fu Mingchen thought so, although he was a little envious.
His family background is not very good, although the income of this job is not bad, but the colleagues around and the people who come and go in the business building are all brand-name and party lovers, so Fu Mingchen, who has been reluctantly following the footsteps of the public, feels very tired. Don't even have the spare cash on hand for solo travel.
Even if Fu Mingchen is now covered in famous brand names, the balance in his bank card may not be as good as the young man next door who can travel alone.
Perhaps staring at the seat next to him for too long, Fu Mingchen suddenly noticed that the other person turned his head and smiled at him.
It was a very polite smile that didn't make people feel friendly.
Fu Mingchen, who felt embarrassed, turned around for a while, not daring to look again. When Fu Mingchen noticed that there was another movement on the right, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the seat next to him had gotten up and walked back, and got up to go to the second floor of the bus.
The young man who followed the stairs step by step was naturally Su Zimo.
Originally, he just wanted to relax slowly and go back to Shoushan, but he didn't expect to take a seat on this bus just now, and Ghost Umbrella said that there was a lot of ghosts here.
It may be the experiencer, or it may be the ghost weapon on the experiencer.
In short, I have been in contact with Specter for a long time. Unless it is someone like Su Zimo who doesn't know where he is special, other people, things and even food will inevitably be contaminated with ghosts.
[The ghosts of this world are getting heavier. ]
After arriving on the second floor of the bus, the ghost umbrella looked up through the glass canopy and said something while looking at the somewhat gloomy sky.
But Su Zimo didn't answer.
I don't know why, Su Zimo hasn't said a word to Ghost Umbrella since he left "Being in a Corner"...