The closed corridor was almost shaken by this voice, and the king's ears were still buzzing. He saw an old lady dabbling downstairs, running to the "site" while wearing red sleeves on her arms. hoop.
The little doubt that remained also calmed the unquestionable righteousness. After Aunt Li repeatedly stated that Xu Wang was indeed a promising young man living here, the King of Lock Picking took out a tin bar and stabbed it into the keyhole, and clicked, The lock was opened so fast that Xu Wang wondered if he didn't lock the door at all.
Enter the house quickly, close the door quickly, put on a T-shirt quickly, open the door calmly, and pay.
Finally, I sat down on the sofa in the living room, and it was already three poles in the sun.
Xu Wang first called the company to ask for leave, and then took his mobile phone key wallet and medical insurance card to the hospital to see his injuries. Until the doctor asked him how he was injured, he was still in a circle.
He forgot how to answer the doctor. Anyway, it is definitely not a version of provocative doctor's IQ like "a promising young man is slapped on the shoulder by a bear in the capital's third ring road".
It was noon when I returned from the hospital. Sitting on the sofa in the rental house again, Xu Wangcai was finally able to turn his head around a little and sort out what happened.
He came home from get off work, went to bed at midnight, had a dream at night, dreamed of Lin Haixueyuan, dreamed of his first love in high school - one-sided, completed a ten-year-overdue confession, achieved the achievement of a forced kiss, and then was killed by a black bear He fell down, got a bear's paw on his shoulder, and woke up, he was on a cross street.
Without the shoulder injury, he could barely use "sleepwalking" to explain where he was when he woke up. But if everything that happened was true, where did Wu Sheng go? Where has the bear gone? Also, although it was the first time he was slapped by a bear, he still had common sense. A bear's paw was only a flesh wound, not even a broken bone
Xu Wang slept on the sofa in the living room for an afternoon, thinking about the bizarre encounters last night without interruption, but until night fell, the living room without lights fell into silent darkness, and he still couldn't figure out why.
Forget it, I don't want to.
Xu Wang shook his head and stood up abruptly, but the action was so violent that it affected the wound on his shoulder. He hurriedly didn't dare to move again, and after a long pause, he cautiously went to the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth, so that the whole person could wash away the dust and haze in the cold water, refreshing and refreshing.
In broad daylight, the world is bright, harmonious society, and building a well-off society together. If he sleepwalks, he will cure the disease. If there are bad people, he will call the police. Who is afraid of prosperity, democracy, patriotism, and dedication!
With a decision, Xu Wang no longer scrambles, takes off his shoes, goes to bed, and sleeps with his head covered. Tomorrow is a brand new day...
20:00
21:00
22:00
23:00
23:30…
Well, he can't sleep.
The shoulder still hurts, the strange thing is still unsolved, how much does he feel if he can fall asleep!
Turn on the flashlight of the mobile phone, look around the bedroom, nothing unusual; take a look at yourself, down jacket, warm pants, sneakers, no problem; touch the trouser pocket, the keys and wallet are all there, perfect.
Whether it's sleepwalking or not, he doesn't want to have to borrow Aunt Li's phone upstairs to find the unlocking king after being frozen into a dog again.
[Cuckoo—]
It was a sound that seemed to ring in my ears again!
Xu Wang's body froze, and the vague memory fragments returned to the cage - the moment before he fell into the snowfield and met Wu Sheng last night, he also heard this voice!
At that time, he thought it was a hallucination, but now he is awake, more energetic than when he was at work, and he is more clear than ever before. It was the cry of some kind of bird. Xu Wang couldn't describe it. He just felt that the sound was very suitable for the night. Riding the night wind and sending it into the eardrums of those who were afraid, the lethality was increased.
There are not only screams in the returned memory fragments.
Xu Wang got up in a hurry, and regardless of whether it was affecting the wound or not, he grimaced in pain and wanted to get out of bed and run out the first time.
After running to the living room in one breath, Xu Wang heard a second sound.
[Cuckoo—]
Then, there was a rustling noise in the bedroom.
Xu Wang stood two meters away from the bedroom door, stretched his neck to look inside, and saw that the head of the bed was still leaning against the wall, but the bed had become a rectangular quicksand pit shrouded in halo, where else? Some of the figures of the mattress sheets are just quicksand sinking into the pit.
Fortunately, the bird call reminded him of the blurry clips from last night, otherwise he would have to enter that ghost place again. Although it was a good thing to meet Wu Sheng, it was all fake after all. Wu Sheng was eight hundred years earlier. I went abroad with my parents to settle down a few years ago, but the pain of a bear's paw is definitely real...
Hey
Hey?
Xu Wangzheng was lucky to have escaped the catastrophe, but suddenly he felt that a force was pulling him to the bedroom! In the blink of an eye, he was dragged to the door of the bedroom!
Xu Wang took out his milk strength and clawed at the door frame to death, but the strength became stronger and stronger, and in the end, he was pulled horizontally into the air, like a human-shaped flag in a gust of wind!
Seeing that he was about to be torn in two if he continued to stand still, Xu Wang no longer resisted and let go in despair.
When he was sucked into the quicksand pit, Xu Wang thought about two things: First, this thing is too fucking magical, and he must call the police, even if he is regarded as a madman! Second, if Wu Sheng is still there, find a place without bears to kiss again.
The last time he fell into that strange place in his deep sleep, Xu Wang was in a fog from beginning to end, until he saw Wu Sheng, his spirits lifted, and his mind slowly became clear. So how did he come here before that, and how long he had been groping in this snowy field in a daze, his memory was completely blurred.
But this time, he was awake and clearly experienced the weightlessness of falling from a high altitude, like sitting in a jumping machine, as if it were falling at an endless speed, which caused a kind of suffocation where the whole body was shattered.
I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a very cold touch on my cheeks, first ice, and then slowly moist.
Xu Wang was stunned for a long time, only to realize that he had already landed, and his face was dashed down, plunging his head into the snow.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and the hanging heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney finally returned to their original positions. It didn't matter whether the posture of crossing the finish line looked good or not. At least, he was still alive, and once again felt the reassuring gravity of the earth.
Snow and face are thick enough to get up and flutter, and he is another decent young man. Xu Wang looked around, and looked at him from the bottom of his eyes, the snow field, the forest sea, the vast sky, the vast and distant mountains, and it could not be wrong, it was the place yesterday.
Is this a "dream"
Even if Xu Wang was willing to go his own way and firmly believe, his ten red fingers couldn't agree - he just scratched the door frame too hard, and the belly of his fingers was still throbbing and hurting.
Standing still in the ice and snow is the coldest, and after a while, Xu Wang's feet began to feel woody. He hurriedly walked up, not knowing the direction or where he was going, he just walked forward in a daze, trying to keep his body warm.
I don't know how long it took, a short and crisp "ding-" sounded without warning.
Xu Wang was so frightened that his heart tightened.
The sound at first sounded a lot like the bells placed on the kitchen serving windows of some restaurants. As soon as the dishes came out, the kitchen would "ding" to remind the guys. But soon, he realized that something was wrong. Unlike the strange sounds that seemed to come from the depths of his eardrum, the "ding" just now seemed to come from his... left arm
Xu Wang immediately stopped and started without saying a word. He didn't know that it took a long time to roll up the sleeves of the airtight down jacket. But he was still worried, he simply took off half of the jacket, leaving only the warm sweater on his arm, and finally rolled up to his elbow, exposing his entire forearm.
The next moment, Xu Wang's eyes widened, and he was stunned in the cold wind.
I saw a diamond-shaped pattern on the forearm at some point, like a light-colored tattoo. In the center of the pattern is the face of an owl, and below it is a word "owl", which looks like a LOGO of a mobile phone APP.
As a real estate consultant who has been fighting in the off-plan sales office all the year round, a delicate young man who only needs to show the owner to the sand table and give the boss a map, Xu Wang swears that his arms are still white before being dragged into the quicksand. It must be similar to the lotus root festival, and the more subtle thing is that there is still a small "1" hanging on the upper right of the owl's face.
No youth in the age of smartphones can bear to go.
Absolutely not.
The fingertips that were both frightened and impatient and itchy finally touched the owl's face, and the diamond pattern disappeared instantly, replaced by four options - , , , .
The forearm is the horizontal mobile phone screen, the icon is the APP, and the options are the system menu—this mode is too close to the people, Xu Wang is almost seamless, and it is natural to go to the source of new news, .
The interface switches, and a top message scrolls from left to right:
Obviously, the "ding" sound just now was the sound of the message.
But what is 3/23? What do you mean by handover
Below the constantly scrolling news are two lists: [Total Score List], [Paper Delivery Speed List].
Xu Wang wanted to continue, but suddenly felt the wind on the back of his head!
He is by no means the kind of person who falls twice in a pit, and immediately falls forward and falls into the snow like a dead body!
one second.
two seconds.
three seconds...
"The bear is here and pretending to be dead, I'm not here." There was a voice holding back a laugh from above, "It was the first time for all of us to come here last night, and there will be varying degrees of panic. Your kiss really belongs to these. The panic reaction is the most bizarre, but you don't have to feel ashamed to see me."
It's Wu Sheng.
Without eyes and ears, he could distinguish the guy's voice exactly.
Everything is true. The strange world, Wu Sheng ten years later, and the confession and strong kiss that his head was squeezed by the door. Now Xu Wang's only wish is that the sky collapses and the earth caves in and burrows in through the cracked ground.
Of course, this despairing thought only lasted for a moment.
In Xu Wang's dictionary, there is no dead end, only the Jedi counterattack, even if you miss the opportunity, you have to dance to your own rhythm, and then bring everyone into his rhythm and swing with him—
"Wu Sheng?!" Accompanied by this sincere cry, Xu Wang jumped up and held his old friend's hands excitedly, his face full of surprises of reunion after a long absence, "It's really you?!"
Wu Sheng's smile froze in the bottom of his eyes, and then slowly became indescribable: "Are you sure this should be today's line and not yesterday?"
Xu Wangcai did not continue, maintaining emotional coherence, and continued his "journey to an actor": "Aren't you abroad?"
"Return to China to start a business."
"in Beijing?"
"in Beijing."
Xu Wang was stunned for a few seconds. The excitement in his eyes just because of the good news of "Wu Sheng's return to China" was gradually replaced by huge doubts. There was no joke in his voice, only a trace of panic left: "Then here... where is it?"