On the way back to the store, Chen Taitong had a gloomy face and didn't say a word, the atmosphere was so dignified that water could drip out. The driver was sweating while driving, and it felt like a bomb was sitting next to him.
"Stop." Chen Taitong said suddenly.
"Ah?" The driver was taken aback, "Boss, you haven't arrived yet!"
"I know, stop!" Chen Taitong repeated.
The driver didn't know what was going on, but the boss insisted on stopping, so he had to stop.
He slammed on the brakes and the car slid slowly to the side of the road.
Chen Taitong jumped out of the car, looked left and right, and distinguished the direction.
The driver kindly pointed out: "Boss, the nearest public toilet is over there... But the toilet is dirty and smelly, why don't you find a telephone pole to solve it..."
Chen Taitong scolded angrily: "Fart! I'm not a dog, what kind of telephone pole are I looking for?"
The driver shrank his neck in fright, and said in his heart that I reminded you kindly, in case you couldn't hold it back, would you scold me
Chen Taitong lit a cigarette and said, "Go back first."
"Ah?" The driver was stunned again, "Boss, you..."
Chen Taitong interrupted him, "I have something to do, I will take a taxi back by myself later." Without waiting for the driver to say anything, he waved his hand violently, "Hurry up! Don't dawdle! Put your pets in place after you go back, and leave work early today Bar."
When the driver heard it, did he leave work so early today? How dare you!
"Then I'm leaving, boss."
"Let's go."
Chen Taitong was smoking a cigarette restlessly, watching the small truck disappear around the corner of the street.
He looked around again, wondering if it was an illusion, he always felt that passers-by were looking at him, as if they could read his thoughts and thoughts.
"Fuck!" He choked on a puff of cigarettes, and coughed a few times, almost coughing up tears.
He spit a few mouthfuls, threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stomped it out.
what to do
He looked towards an alley not far away.
The alleys are very narrow, so narrow that cars cannot turn around when they drive in.
The alley was very deserted. From the time he got off the car to now, no one came in or out of it, and even passers-by were unwilling to take a look inside.
In short, it is an alley that looks very ominous and is suitable for shooting supernatural films.
Once you enter this alley, there is no turning back.
However, he couldn't turn back anyway.
Chen Taitong looked around again, and waited for the moment when there were few pedestrians, he pretended to scratch his forehead, covered his face with his hands, and walked quickly into the alley.
Once entering the alley, it seems to have entered another world.
The hustle and bustle of vehicles and pedestrians on the main road suddenly became much quieter.
The alleys are not straight, and the old-fashioned buildings on both sides come in and out, desperately trying to occupy more space, resulting in poor vision in the alleys, and I always feel that there may be people hiding in some corners.
Except for Chen Taitong, there was no one in the alley, only a dirty stray cat tearing up a garbage bag. The wild cat turned its head, looked at Chen Taitong with yellow eyes, and then continued to rummage through the garbage bags.
Black cat, very unlucky.
Unlucky alley, unlucky cat.
Chen Taitong took a breath, picked up a stone from under his feet, trying to scare the cat away. But when he straightened up, he found that the wild cat had disappeared, probably running away with food in its mouth.
He smiled self-deprecatingly, threw away the stone, and noticed a metal sign nailed to the wall on his right hand, which read: Qingren Lane.
Qingren Lane has a strange name, I don't know why it was named. What's even more strange is that some people added three dots of water next to the word "Qing" as a prank, and it became "Qingren Lane".
Qingren Lane, the alley of clearing people.
Chen Taitong continued to walk in.
The further you go, the sound on the main road becomes quieter, and halfway through, the sound outside almost completely disappears.
Chen Taitong could only hear the footsteps of his own footsteps.
He turned sharply back.
There was nothing behind, as empty as the front.
Suspicion begets dark ghosts.
Due to nervousness, high blood pressure, and turning around too fast, his brain was a little dizzy, and the blood surged to the top of his head.
He clenched his fists and walked on.
In this situation, people's common psychology is to make some noise, otherwise they must go crazy, and Chen Taitong is no exception. He started humming, whistling, and kicking pebbles as boredly as a schoolboy. A middle-aged man in a Tang suit, humming a pop song, kicking pebbles while walking, looks weird no matter how you look at it.
The ground is wet, full of sewage spilled by the residents in the alleys. Since there is no sun, it is difficult to steam, and the smell is also very bad.
However, this at least proves that there are people living in the alley, and it is not as lifeless as it seems.
squeak!
Chen Taitong's back suddenly trembled like an electric current, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.
There is something behind! It's not an illusion this time!
My heart was beating fast and my temples were throbbing.
He swallowed, and turned around numbly.
The feral cat squatted about twenty meters behind him, staring at him with yellow eyes, and held a struggling fat mouse in its mouth.
That "squeak" is the sound of a mouse.
In the oppressive silence, one person and one cat just confronted each other.
Chen Taitong glanced at the ground, trying to find the pebbles he had been kicking just now, but found that the pebbles had already rolled into a large and deep puddle of sewage. This puddle of sewage is overflowing from a blocked sewer.
Normally, he would never be afraid of such a cat, but no matter how he looked at it now, he felt that this cat was blocking his escape route.
As soon as the wild cat's mouth was loose, the mouse fell down and wanted to escape. The wild cat didn't even look at it, it just patted the mouse's tail with its paw. No matter how the mouse struggles, it cannot escape from the claws of the wild cat.
Chen Taitong felt a little nauseous. This wild cat was playing with the mouse, and it would eat it when it had played enough. It would only eat it when the mouse was completely desperate.
It's cat nature, and understandable, but it's creepy under the circumstances.
He bluffed and raised his hand, as if he was going to rush to beat it.
It didn't hide or dodge, and grinned at the corner of its mouth, as if mocking him.
Chen Taitong pointed at it, "Don't follow me, be careful I'll beat you!"
As he spoke, he backed away.
Maybe his intimidation worked, the wild cat really didn't follow, but just lowered its head and bit off the mouse's head.
The mouse's limbs twitched a few times, and it didn't move.
Chen Taitong ran wildly, with only one thought in his mind, run quickly!
The depth of the alley was not too long, and soon he ran to the end.
The end is a dead end.
He leaned against the wall, opened his mouth wide, and gasped with great difficulty.
Looking back, the wild cat did not follow, probably enjoying a delicious meal.
At the end of the alley is a cramped three-story building with a dusty signboard hanging on the door: Youth Consulting Office.
Chen Taitong rang the doorbell panting.
A moment later, an indifferent voice came from the intercom: "Who?"
"My name is Wang Qi, I called you before." Chen Taitong said.
After a while, there was a rattling sound, and the door opened. 8