The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

The plane changed planes in Shanghai halfway, and it was already ten o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the destination.

The pitch-black night sky is dotted with countless stars, black and white are distinct, and a half-bone moon hangs in the distance, and the moonlight shines on the earth, illuminating the road ahead that should have been pitch-black.

Song Nan took out his mobile phone and turned off the airplane mode to give Huang Diwen a call. After checking the time, he forgot about it. After thinking about it, he opened WeChat and edited a message with difficulty.

- Taurus, come back tomorrow.

Song Nan put away his mobile phone, and as soon as he followed the crowd to the exit, he was surrounded by several oncoming taxi drivers.

"Are you in a car?"

"Do you want to take a car?"

"I can deliver it anywhere, can I take it? Just get in the car and leave!"

Song Nan scanned the faces of several enthusiastic drivers, and finally chose the one who said "get in the car and go".

The car was parked at the car park outside the terminal building. Song Nan scanned around and saw that there were quite a lot of cars parked. Apart from a dozen or so taxis, there were also many private cars.

Their airport is small, there are not many routes, and there is only one import and export, and the planes still fly on odd and even numbers, not flying on a single day and flying on two days.

Song Nan gave the suitcase to the taxi driver and put it in the trunk. He pulled the co-pilot and sat in, only to find that there was no one in the car.

The driver probably understood what he was thinking from the expression on his face, probably because he was afraid that he would get out of the car and not sit in the car, so he hurriedly said, "He will be here in a while."

"Are there many people today?" Song Nan asked and sat in resignedly.

"Not so much," said the master, "it's just your chance at this point, and it's all a matter of one trip."

"Then what should I do if I'm not satisfied?" Song Nan asked again.

This kind of carpooling usually takes enough drivers before leaving. Sometimes when you meet that kind of donkey-tempered driver, there are also those who can't pull four and wait here, so he has to ask clearly.

"I can only leave if I can't fill the time." The driver spread his hands.

Song Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled the seat belt on.

After about five or six minutes, the driver brought another man and a woman over. The two looked at the co-pilot and sat in the back seat.

Song Nan looked out, "It seems that there is no one, let's go?"

Driver: "Wait a few more minutes, there may be fish that slipped through the toilet and didn't come out..."

Song Nan fell back on the seat with some helplessness, and the few taxis behind had all left, only this one and the one next to them and the one in front were still waiting, even if there was a probability that a fish that slipped through the net would get into their taxi Also only a third.

A few minutes later, someone really came out of the door pushing a box—a fish that slipped through the net!

The taxi driver leaning against the door looked like a quilt was being winded up, and ran towards the man with a kick. Half a minute later, the taxi driver happily trotted towards his car with the suitcase in his hands. come over.

Shit, Song Nan clicked his tongue and looked at the other two taxis that were still waiting to leave. One of them had given up waiting to start the car and was about to leave. The driver, "Are there any more?"

The driver waved at him, and the man also got into the driver's seat and started the car and left.

Song Nan clicked his tongue again, and when he was pulling on his seat belt and was about to fasten it on his body, through the lights in the terminal building, he vaguely saw the people approaching the car with a slightly familiar look.

Probably Song Nan's stare was too obvious. The man raised his face staring at the phone screen and glanced at him, then frowned slightly, "Coincident."

Song Nan stared at Feng Yue, who had already taken off his black coat and even the color of the T-shirt inside was different, and twitched his mouth, "... a bit."

……

I don’t know where Feng Yue has seen such a sentence: If you meet the same person three times in three different places in one day, it is a fate destined by God. Go up and confess at this time, and the chances of successfully holding hands are very high big.

This extremely illogical sentence just popped out of his mind at such an inopportune time, which made him a little dizzy and at the same time felt that the long-distance flight of more than ten hours might have made him a little delirious.

This person really is everywhere.

When Fengyue opened the back seat door, the four eyes inside turned sideways and aimed at him instantly. He twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment. He barely got in under the efforts of the driver who stopped behind him and tried to help him get into the car with both hands.

Song Nan was actually very curious about how Fengyue would join them in a car. He even felt that with his clothes and temperament, it was unlikely that he would show up in this small mess who was so small that he could forget how many planes there were at a glance. Airport.

He couldn't help but glance back, but Song Nan is not a person who can think about it, let alone a person who can't even be considered a friend.

Song Nan stared out the window. After driving out of the city, the car looked a bit depressed. Even the street lamp was far away. Scan the QR code and pay.

"Here, handsome guy, it's yours." The taxi driver was quite considerate, seeing Song Nan walking towards the trunk, he pushed the suitcase to his feet, "See if it's yours."

Song Nan glanced at the black man, and nodded at the taxi driver, "Thank you."

When Song Nan dragged the suitcase away, he saw Fengyue leaning against the back seat door and making a phone call, so he gave up the idea of ​​saying hello.

At [-]:[-], there are Qitianhe Rujia on the east gate and the south gate in the town, which are quite far from Jinniu Square. Song Nan thought about it and planned to spend the night at Xiaoyu Internet Cafe.

The owner of Xiaoyu Internet Cafe is a woman in her thirties. I don’t know her real name, but her stage name is Xiaoyu. She is quite pretty. Students from the Second Vocational School in Backstreet often come here to sleep overnight because of her looks.

"Yo, are you planning to stay here?" Xiao Yu had a lollipop in her mouth, and when she saw Song Nan, the stick almost fell out of her mouth, and she glanced at his suitcase twice, He threw out the stick in his mouth and whistled at him, "Get rich?"

Song Nan raised his eyebrows in surprise, and couldn't help lowering his eyelids to look at himself. The light gray T-shirt and the washed-out ripped jeans, no matter how you look at it, you can't see the earthy aura hidden inside. How did this woman sense it? of?

"I just inherited an inheritance." Song Nan walked around the front desk and put the suitcase by the bar, "I'll come back after a meal."

……

The taxi driver waited impatiently, with a black suitcase at his feet, and stared at Fengyue who was still talking on the phone, "You have delayed me for 15 minutes," the taxi driver said. The master said impatiently, "I may have picked up two short-distance customers in 15 minutes..."

Feng Yue frowned, held the mobile phone on his shoulder, took out his wallet from his pocket, and took out two Grandpa Mao and handed them over, "Is it enough?"

The driver didn't speak.

Feng Yue took another one out of his wallet, and stuffed the three into the driver's hand, "Put the suitcase here, and you don't need to look for the money."

The taxi driver was taken aback for a moment, then he realized that he happily took the money and drove away.

A few minutes later, Feng Yue hung up the phone and exhaled, put the phone back in his trouser pocket and reached for the suitcase. When his hand just touched the metal lever, he paused, and then frowned.

The line of sight moved down from the metal trolley at the top of the black suitcase to the black pulley, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light splattered all over the place, like a knife that had just been sharpened and glowed white, and his voice was icy cold, "This is not where you should stay. place."

……

Let alone people on the street at this point, not even a ghost can be seen. Song Nan dared not look around, lowered his head and almost walked around the corner of the street. He walked quickly along the Xiaoyu Internet Cafe. Two streets, stopped in front of Lao Yang's BBQ.

There were no people on the street, but there were quite a few people in the barbecue restaurant. There were several tables under the old willow tree at the door, and more than a dozen people sat on low stools, most of whom came out to drink beer at night.

"How did you come here at this point?" Li Jian asked in surprise when he glanced at Song Nan who was standing aside while delivering the food with a plate.

"Find something to eat." Song Nan touched his trouser pocket, took out half a pack of cigarettes, shook one out and handed it over.

Li Jian took the cigarette and put it behind his ear, pointed to the inside of the shop, "Go to the back kitchen to pick it up, and brother will roast it for you himself."

Song Nan nodded, nodded to the waiter who came out of the door, and went into the back kitchen.

After eating at Li Jian's place and returning to Xiaoyu Internet Cafe, it was past twelve o'clock. Song Nan drank two bottles of wine on the barbecue, and basically drifted all the way to the entrance of Xiaoyu Internet Cafe.

"A man came to look for you." Xiao Yu stared at the computer screen without raising his head and said to Song Nan who was about to walk in.

"Male?" Song Nan was stunned, with a puzzled look on his face, "What does he look like?"

"Handsome!" Xiao Yu said.

"This word is too broad, can you be more specific?" Song Nan frowned.

"Handsome!" Xiao Yu blinked, her round eyes were almost full of hearts, "Very handsome!"

Song Nan: "..."

"Super invincible universe thunderbolt handsome!" Xiao Yu continued to hold her heart together, and pretended to be shy. This expression was very inconsistent with her actual age. Song Nan almost couldn't help but unloaded the bellyful he just ate on the spot. .

Song Nan twitched the corners of his mouth, "Super invincible Universe Thunderbolt is handsome, how handsome is he?"

"Probably..." Xiao Yu imagined for a while, "It's not human."

"... Isn't that ugly." Huang Diwen frowned and said in disbelief.

"Not really." Xiao Yu shrugged, "Angel is pretty beautiful in people's eyes, but she is not human."

Song Nan: "..." It makes sense, but it's not convincing.

"Really!" Seeing that he ignored him, Xiao Yu hurriedly said.

Song Nan opened the door of the third box without looking back. He didn't intend to believe what a woman who was abused by the long-legged Oppa in a Korean drama said.

The sofa in the Internet cafe is much more comfortable than the seats on the plane. After sleeping, Song Nan feels that the fatigue from the two-day long journey has dissipated a lot.

It was almost nine o'clock when I got home, and I saw Huang Diwen from a long distance put up a stool and stood in the yard drying fresh tobacco.

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