poor house

Watching Wu Xie trot forward a few steps, then slowly backed away, turning her head uneasily.

"Brother, I didn't mean to come here." I didn't expect to follow the man all the way to this old building, Wu Xie explained in a panic.

The two-story building in front of it seemed more and more decayed in the fog. There was a rusty lock hanging on the closed wooden door, and there were some rubbish thrown by passing students in front of the overgrown porch, and the closed windows were broken. The shapeless newspapers were swaying in the wind, making a rattling sound.

Standing on the same spot and staring at the small building in front of him, Wu Xie always felt that his heart, which had been pulled into a ball just now, felt violently uncomfortable again, not only the heart, but also the eardrums were aching fiercely.On the contrary, the voice that had been lingering in his ears disappeared completely along with the desperate pain.

What happened here, why, why did I feel so sad when I saw this building that I was about to pass out?

"Why are you following me?" A disgusted voice suddenly came from the corner, and the man in a suit wearing a woolen coat stared at Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling who were standing at the intersection, "I didn't know you belonged to the paparazzi."

He's just a little photographer, but he really thinks of himself as a star?Disdainfully not even wanting to look at the man, Zhang Qiling pulled Wu Xie and wanted to go back.

Why is that voice silent?Why didn't he call for help?

Staring at the well-dressed man, Wu Xie always felt that if he didn't say anything, the noisy heart in his chest would be scrapped together with the eardrums that had been stinging to the limit.

But what to say, what do you want to say?What did the voice that suddenly appeared and then disappeared suddenly want to say? !

"Wu Xie," seeing Wu Xie's complexion getting worse, Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand and pinched a formula on Wu Xie's heart, for fear that he would suddenly go out of his body. "Wu Xie?"

"Brother, I'm fine." He turned around and shook his head with a smile at Zhang Qiling, but before the smile faded from Wu Xie's face, the corner of his mouth froze due to the tingling pain from his heart.In the snowflakes all over the sky, the scenery in sight became more and more blurred, and Zhang Qiling's voice in his ears became more and more distant.On the contrary, standing not far away, the man who Wu Xie had only seen two sides of him suddenly became very familiar.

The fishy sweetness in his throat made Wu Xie cough lightly, and when he raised his head again to look at the man across from him, the expression on his face had become indescribably strange.The vocal cords were rubbing slowly, and the sound of the mechanical tablet was so unfamiliar that it didn't seem to come from Wu Xie's mouth.

"Next, it's you."

TBC

I'm also completely out of date with my own writing time. . . .

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three

The man had a dream.

The self in the dream is not like wearing a high-end suit every day, carrying tens of thousands of SLR cameras, talking and laughing with those social celebrities in the so-called high society.In the dream, I was still wearing a simple T-shirt, and the washed jeans had turned slightly white, and the log-colored guitar on my back would make a low beep from time to time due to collisions.

The sky in the dream was blue, bluer than what I saw in Tibet, and the sunshine in the dream was bright, warmer than what I felt in Maldives.In my dream, I smiled happily.

That is the expression that I have never shown in the past few years.

The sound of the piano hovers gracefully in the dream, although it is still a little jerky, but it can no longer conceal the talent of the person who created and played such a melody.He quietly looked at the boy sitting in front of the piano playing, the notes whirling around his ears like elves.

What should I do to surpass him.

What can I do to win him.

The heartbeat suddenly became a little disordered, and even the sound of the piano seemed to have changed its tune.It is no longer the music that rings in my ears, but the expectations of my family, the jokes of my friends, and the views of my teachers.Thick clouds blocked the sunlight impenetrably, and the howling wind disrupted his breathing.

Don't play any more.Don't play any more.

He stared fixedly at the back of the boy in front of the piano, his eyeballs were bloodshot.Gradually heavy breathing exposed his depression at the moment, he turned around abruptly, and he saw three friends standing behind him with the same meaningful expressions.

There is a friend who is too good by my side, really, it can't be regarded as a good thing.

But why doesn't the damn piano sound stop!

He suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. The man in the suit stared at the ceiling of his house for a moment, and then he realized where he was. .The dry throat still didn't get any relief, and it was burning and uncomfortable.

"Shit." With a low curse, he recalled what the man named Wu Xie said to him at Yucheng University this afternoon. 'The next one is you. 'He didn't deny that when he heard Wu Xie say that, what appeared in his mind was the appearance of another person, and even the voice seemed to be his.

But so what.That person is long gone.

Putting down the cup in his hand, the room was a little dark with only the porch light on.The orange light shone on the living room not far away, and the deep and shallow shadows made the whole room feel empty and lonely.

It was time to find a mistress for the house.

Sighing, the man in the suit looked at the rubbish that had not been cleaned up in the trash can, and a trace of sadness gradually sprouted in his heart.The nurse who died in the city hospital a few days ago turned out to be her, which was beyond his expectation.Although we haven't had much contact since then, whether we are busy or have no time, or deliberately alienate each other for some reasons that we don't want to recall, she is the girl I deeply liked at the time. Still have to be special.

So after seeing the news, he also tried to contact the other two.After all, her death was too strange, the entire upper body is still missing, and the murderer has not been caught yet.But before he could contact his partner back then, the news of the violinist's suicide caused another sensation in the small town.

The person from back then, now only myself and another girl are left.

Clenching his fist tightly and punching the pool, the gloomy look on the man's face became almost as gloomy as the sky.Originally, I had made a lot of determination today before I dared to go back to that old building to have a look.But who would have thought that they would meet Wu Xie and that expressionless man there, and also heard Wu Xie say such things.

Just playing tricks.

Deciding to ignore the uneasiness and fear in his heart, the man in the suit looked at the DSLR that he forgot on the living room table, and sighed heavily.

Tomorrow I have to go to school to shoot pictures.Fortunately, my task is not in the headquarters.

otherwise.

Frowning, he poured himself another cup of hot water as if to drive away the cold. The man held the cup and recalled the dream just now, his face was still gloomy and ugly.

Nothing good otherwise.There are no ghosts in this world.

When Zhang Qiling stumbled and pushed open the door of the humble house, Wu Xie felt that his hand was about to be crushed by Zhang Qiling.Along the way, the two walked hand in hand for more than half an hour. At the beginning, Wu Xie wanted to struggle, but seeing Zhang Qiling's face as cold as a glacier, Wu Xie decided to give up this stupid idea.

Standing behind the door and sighing softly, Zhang Qiling still did not let go of Wu Xie.Fine snowflakes had already fallen on the two of them. Turning to look at Wu Xie's white hair, he still had an aggrieved but somewhat stubborn expression on his face. The strength in his hands loosened again. Zhang Qiling simply pulled Wu Xie into the room. into his arms.

"Little, little brother——" being hugged by surprise, Wu Xie felt a little overwhelmed by the bitter smell of snowflakes on Zhang Qiling's body. "Brother, I—" Wu Xie didn't know what happened to him before, why he said that sentence endlessly.It was as if the voice that only he could hear had spoken to the man in the suit through his own mouth.

"Wu Xie," Zhang Qiling hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if he was afraid that if he was not careful, Wu Xie would disappear completely. "Tell me, do you want to know the truth?"

"The truth?" Zhang Qiling's words didn't come through in his dazed mind for a moment, "You mean, I heard that voice, and the truth of what I just said?"

"En." Nodding, Zhang Qiling finally made up his mind.

"Think." Honestly said his true thoughts, Wu Xie hugged Zhang Qiling whose jacket was slightly soaked by snow, "Although I don't want to make trouble like this, it seems that every time I feel numb, I will be found. If I still don't know that I'm dreaming like I used to, maybe I can just sit back and watch. But now I can remember many dream scenes piecemeal, so I can't pretend that nothing happened."

Gently patted Wu Xie's back, Zhang Qiling didn't let him hear his sigh.I knew that Wu Xie would definitely say that, not to meddle in other people's business or to be involved, but in Wu Xie's eyes, these things that had nothing to do with him had become part of his life from the moment he dreamed about them. part of it.

"Brother, are you angry? I also know that what I said was all nice words, and you are the one who finally resolved the matter." With an embarrassed smile, Wu Xie rubbed the snowflakes that fell on Zhang Qiling's shoulders .

"Wu Xie, let's solve it together." Although exorcising ghosts and catching monsters is not my job, and Zhang Qiling doesn't want to meddle in other people's business, since Wu Xie has already said that, let's find out the truth and solve the matter , let Wu Xie completely feel at ease.