When Lin Chengbu said these words, his expression was very... special, Yuan Wu couldn't tell how special it was, just looking at Lin Chengbu's appearance and listening to the tone of his words, he could feel that he was recalling this episode time, very satisfied.

What Lin Chengbu said was the truth. This paragraph was much more true than when he said it was his boyfriend. The joy that came from the depths of his memory was clear and clear.

Yuan Wu looked at him, and even had the urge to laugh along with him.

"Let's drive." Yuan Wu said.

"Well," Lin Chengbu sat still, looking at him fixedly, "Okay."

"Your car's voice control?" Yuan Wu glanced at him.

Lin Chengbu didn't speak, continued to stare at him for a while, and slowly leaned over.

Yuan Wu watched him come closer a little bit carefully, until his breath came to his face, and then he stopped.

"The first time I saw you," Lin Chengbu whispered in his ear, "I knew love at first sight was real."

Yuan Wu did not make a sound.

Lin Chengbu's voice usually sounds nothing special, but maybe it was too close now, or maybe it was because the voice was soft, he could hear the tiny particles in Lin Chengbu's voice, like a small handful of fine sand. It landed on his shoulders slowly, with a thin itch and a real sense of reality.

It's a very special feeling, like stepping on the ground in the chaos.

But when Lin Chengbu's lips touched the corner of his mouth, he still turned his head slightly: "Let's drive."

"Okay." Lin Chengbu didn't seem to be too embarrassed, just touched his face along the way, then sat upright and started the car.

When the car drove forward, Yuan Wu glanced at the sign on the road leading to the northern suburbs.

Is it there?

He pulled up his mask, closed his eyes, and recalled carefully.

But what is the memory, what can be recalled... His memory is not blank, but it is intertwined and chaotic like a cobweb that has been crumpled into a ball, and any thread can no longer be picked out by itself.

Is that in the northern suburbs?

Why does he have such a guess?

The two did not speak along the way. After the car drove out of the city, Yuan Wu saw a large factory on the side of the road.

"It should be this one," Lin Chengbu looked outside. "There are indeed many factories here, both old and new. Do you have an impression of where they are?"

"No." Yuan Wu replied.

"...Okay, then I'll drive slowly, let's drive in?" Lin Chengbu turned the car right down the main road, "It should be more over there."

"Okay." Yuan Wu nodded.

Lin Chengbu was quite nervous. Although he felt that those stories had nothing to do with Yuan Wu, and should not have much impact on Yuan Wu, Yuan Wu had already "suicided" once in a way that overlapped with the story. careless.

There are many factories in this area, even the oldest brick kiln, but it was banned because of pollution, but the factory... There are basically no abandoned factories on the road, and no one that is completely dilapidated as written in the story. Abandoned factory.

Driving down the road for another two kilometers, Lin Chengbu saw a sanitation worker resting on the side of the road, and he stopped the car: "I'll ask."

He jumped out of the car, stuffed a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, and said hello to the sanitation worker: "How about a break, Master?"

"Well, take a break." The worker replied.

"Master, I'll ask you," Lin Chengbu handed a cigarette over and squatted down beside him, "You're quite familiar with this place, right?"

"Come on, it's just the three of us." The worker took the cigarette and lit it.

"Then do you know where there are vacant factories in this factory?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"Empty? Are you renting or buying?" the worker asked.

"I haven't decided yet, just... the older kind, the kind that no one has used for many years." Lin Chengbu said.

"That's not necessarily cost-effective. Some of your initial investment has to be maintenance." The worker said professionally.

"Then I'll see and compare, do you know this?" Lin Chengbu smiled.

"Yes, but it's at the end. I don't go to that area," the worker thought for a while. "Lao Zhang is in charge of that. Anyway, the old factory is inside, and the outside was expanded later."

"Then can you help me ask?" Lin Chengbu put the cigarette he took when he got out of the car into the hands of the workers. In fact, it was not difficult for him to inquire about it in the past, but Yuan Wu's state was quite random. What an accident, if the worker can tell him the location directly, it would be more appropriate to go there directly.

The worker turned down and accepted the cigarette, took out his mobile phone and called his colleague, asked for the address of the old factory, and talked for a long time.

"Let me tell you, there are three very old ones, all in similar places. You drive your car along this road all the way in," the worker gave him directions. "There is a crossroad in front of you, and there is an exit for a section on the left. Slope, when you go down to the bottom of the slope, you will see a reminder that there is a reservoir..."

"Reservoir?" Lin Chengbu became nervous when he heard the water.

"The old reservoir is no longer needed," the worker said. "Just follow the road sign for the reservoir, and when you see the reservoir, you see the factory, but I'm telling you... you'd better not rent those ones. a factory."

"What's wrong?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"One of them died. It seems that he committed suicide. I can't figure out which one." The worker clicked his tongue twice.

When the worker said this, Lin Chengbu immediately felt that Yuan Wu's guess might not be pure guesswork, subconscious? Or the lingering memory?

He returned to the car, Yuan Wuzheng listened to the music with his eyes closed. He had already replaced the plate with Crimosa's. Although Lin Chengbu had no particular interest in Ge Jin, he had listened to it before because Yuan Wu liked it.

The song he was playing was pretty good, ich bin der brennende komet, as an illiterate he even went to find out what it meant.

I am the burning comet.

"Can I change one?" Lin Chengbu asked, he didn't want to be just a comet, he had to be the moon anyway, and followed Yuan Wu.

"Huh?" Yuan Wu opened his eyes.

Lin Chengbu didn't answer him, and cut other songs directly.

"Did you ask?" Yuan Wu didn't mind that he changed the song directly, and lowered the car window a bit.

"Well," Lin Chengbu nodded and drove in the direction the worker said, "there are several, but it's just...what, I don't know if it's true, the worker said...some people died in the factory."

"Suicide?" Yuan Wu turned his head.

"...Well." Lin Chengbu glanced at him, Yuan Wu didn't seem to have any special reaction.

"That's right," Yuan Wu said, "I guessed it right?"

"I..." Lin Chengbu suddenly felt a little uneasy, he slowed down, "Can I go back on it?"

At first, he just thought that these places might be the source of Xingtian's inspiration. If he came here, he would make Yuan Wu feel that he had nothing to do with these places, but he never thought that this story might be true. thing.

This is a little scary.

As a ghost who was queuing up, he suddenly didn't want to go to reincarnation.

"Let's go." Yuan Wu said calmly.

Lin Chengbu had to step on the accelerator, Yuan Wu wanted to go, so let's go.

No matter what happens, this is the first time Yuan Wu has taken the initiative to ask to get close to these things.

Anyway, whether to go back or not, Yuan Wu like this is not much better.

Anyway, he was always there.

After turning down the slope, saw the road sign of the reservoir. The reservoir is actually called Qiushuitan.

"Qiushuitan Reservoir." Yuan Wu also noticed the name.

"It sounds pretty good," Lin Chengbu said, "but I heard that there is no more water, so I don't need it anymore."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu took off his mask, put his arms on the car window, squinted his eyes and looked relaxed.

The road signs are quite old, but they are still very clear. After driving for more than ten minutes, saw the rusted gate of the reservoir.

Yuan Wu stuck his head out of the car window: "Over there."

The factory buildings are also quite obvious. On the side of the reservoir, you can see three large factory buildings from a distance.

Lin Chengbu drove the car to the first factory and stopped.

Yuan Wu got out of the car, he also quickly got off the car, walked around and stood beside Yuan Wu.

"Which one is it? People have died," Yuan Wu said. "Let's go in and take a look one by one."

Lin Chengbu had already habitually felt that Yuan Wu would be mentally disabled or convulsed from time to time, but now Yuan Wu's calmness all the way made him very worried.

Yuan Wu had already walked over to the factory building, so he had to keep up, thinking about what to do if something went wrong while walking.

In the end, it was decided that as long as Yuan Wu had any reaction, he would carry it without saying a word and run. When he got to the car, he would tie it up first, and then strip off his clothes... No, then drive back.

The factory building is indeed a few years old. Although the respective iron fences are still there, they are all rusted and cannot see the original color. Except for the steel frame and the cement part of the factory building, the other parts of the wood and color steel tiles have been broken into pieces. Can see directly inside from outside.

When walking through the surrounding weeds, Lin Chengbu felt that such a rotten factory building was safer. At least the sun could shine in, and there was not much ghostly atmosphere, so it might not be easy to make Yuan Wu gasp.

After approaching the factory building, Yuan Wu stopped and stared at the cement wall next to him.

Lin Chengbu followed and looked over, and found that the wall he thought was moss or the remnants of the fire, so the things he didn't pay attention to were actually graffiti. For a moment, he thought he was standing on Qinghe Street, and he could walk a few steps. See number 18.

But it is not the same as the graffiti on Qinghe Street. After Yuan Wu walked into the factory, Lin Chengbu saw the graffiti, the blood, the rope around his neck, the severed hand, the falling The dull eyes that fell on the ground...

He quickly followed Yuan Wu into the factory building.

"It's here." Yuan Wu said.

Yes, that's right, it's here.

The first teenager who finally chose to hang himself because of the suicide club was the one who ended his life here. The graffiti and scenes that appeared in the story were almost written down according to what was in front of him.

"You..." Lin Chengbu reached out and grabbed Yuan Wu's arm. Yuan Wu reflexively wanted to shake him off, but he didn't succeed. He held on tightly.

"What am I?" Yuan Wu looked at him.

"Is there anything..." Lin Chengbu looked at the huge factory building that had almost been emptied. There were only some wooden strips and rotten paper shells left around. According to the story, after entering, the lathe on the left hand side, And four shoelaces, is the final destination of the boy.

"No," Yuan Wu said, "how does it count as sending the first person in front of you away?"

"This is already... sent away." Lin Chengbu glanced to the left, except for a few broken steel frames, he didn't see the lathe.

Maybe the lathe was moved, maybe it wasn't written in the exact same details, there was artistic processing... But now Lin Chengbu is almost certain that these stories are not fictional.

The protagonists in these ghost stories are all the people who really died on the suicide website that has been shut down, and they may have written their final words on that message board.

Lin Chengbu suddenly felt a little creepy.

So... that sentence of laughing with a glass of wine, is it really a last word?

Yuan Wu had already turned around and walked out of the factory building. He didn't seem to have any feeling for the scene inside. He walked very cleanly and calmly.

But Lin Chengbu still felt that he was a little too calm, or that his calm performance didn't match his footsteps that people couldn't keep up with.

Lin Chengbu took a few steps and walked side by side with him: "Let's go to dinner later."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded.

"Do you have any restaurants you want to eat? Or should I arrange it?" Lin Chengbu asked while staring at Yuan Wu's profile.

"You arrange." Yuan Wu answered very simply.

"Okay, then we'll..." Lin Chengbu was staring at Yuan Wu, and he was looking for nonsense to distract his attention. He also found a place to eat in his mind. For Lin Cheng, whose brain has been running on a single thread It's quite difficult.

But Yuan Wu didn't seem to care about his answer, just buried his head and walked towards the car.

"Let's go eat small hot pot..." Lin Chengbu thought of a place for a while, although it was a little too hot to eat small hot pot today.

After he finished speaking, he suddenly found that the corners of Yuan Wu's eyes were wet.

After turning out of the fence of the factory building, Lin Chengbu saw a tear on his left face when Yuan Wu, who had been holding the light behind his back, greeted the sun.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Chengbu grabbed his arm and stared at his face, "what's the matter with you?"

Yuan Wu looked at him, his expression still very calm, his eyes did not lose focus as Lin Chengbu was afraid, but looked at him fixedly.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you?" Lin Chengbu wanted to hug him, but he didn't dare to move, so he could only hold Yuan Wu's arm tightly.

"Are you," Yuan Wu said, his voice still calm, "Never called me by my name?"

"Yes." Lin Chengbu's heart trembled, not knowing whether Yuan Wu's question was a progress or another new way of convulsing.

"Why?" Yuan Wu asked.

"I told you to beat me." Lin Chengbu said.

"Fart," Yuan Wu said, "don't open your mouth and talk nonsense."

"Do you want to try?" Lin Chengbu bit his lip.

"Okay." Yuan Wu nodded.

Lin Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and without giving himself a chance to hesitate, he said directly, "Yuan Wu."

The expression on Yuan Wu's face froze for a moment.

Lin Chengbu glared at him.

Yuan Wu didn't do anything, and his expression began to be a little strange, like doubt, but also like confusion. After a long time, he said softly, "Yuan Wu?"

"Yeah." Lin Chengbu responded.

"I'm Yuan Wu?" Yuan Wu looked at him and struggled to say the word Yuan Wu.

"Yes." Lin Chengbu replied.

"Really," Yuan Wu lightly blew the hair on his forehead and smiled, "Do you think so?"

"Otherwise," Lin Chengbu said, "I have known you for many years. You were called Yuan Wu at the beginning, then you were called Yuan Wu, and of course you are still called Yuan Wu now."

Yuan Wu didn't say anything, just turned around and walked to the side of the car, and opened the door: "Do you know the name on my ID card?"

Lin Chengbu didn't speak, his ID card?

Yuan Wu closed the car door and leaned on the seat: "My name is Yuan Shen."

What the hell! It's back again!

Lin Cheng walked over and lay down on the car window, and said in as plain a tone as possible, "Yuan Shen is your younger brother."

Yuan Wu's body froze for a moment, then turned his head: "My brother?"

"Well." Lin Chengbu looked at him.

"Then who am I?" Yuan Wu smiled.

"You are Yuan Wu." Lin Chengbu said.

"What about Yuan Shen?" Yuan Wu asked again.

"Your brother!" Lin Chengbu replied again.

"Okay...my brother," Yuan Wu approached him, "what about my brother? Where is he?"

Lin Chengbu was unable to speak.

Yes, where is your brother?

"Get in the car, go back," Yuan Wu sighed softly, "I'm hungry, what did you just say to eat?"

"Small hot pot." Lin Chengbu went around the front of the car and opened the car door to get into the car. He felt a little inexplicable. He seemed to see some hope, but he couldn't find the correct route and proper posture to approach.

"Don't you," Yuan Wu looked at him, "like to eat small hot pot?"

"Well," Lin Chengbu felt that he might have caught a cold from the wind, and his nose was itchy, "We can eat seafood, no peppers."

"Okay." Yuan Wu nodded.

"If you want to eat something else," Lin Chengbu turned his face to look at him. When Yuan Wu didn't choke or even was very obedient, he would feel inexplicably distressed, like seeing a fierce horse with its hoof chopped off. Like, "We'll eat something else."

Yuan Wu looked at him and said nothing.

He didn't know what else to say for a while, so he stared at Yuan Wu.

To be honest, such an opportunity has never happened before, such a close distance, such a long time... It sometimes takes only three seconds for Yuan Wu to go from being indifferent to turning his face and leaving.

Lin Chengbu looked into Yuan Wu's eyes.

Yuan Wu's eyes are very deep, and sometimes he feels that he can't see through what Yuan Wu is thinking, perhaps because his eyes are too deep to see to the end.

But beautiful.

"You..." Yuan Wu looked at him, "What are you thinking?"

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu paused, "I didn't think about anything, I just saw that your eyes are beautiful."

"This sentence should be true," Yuan Wu took a tissue from the side and handed it to him, "You have a nosebleed, sir."

"...Fuck," Lin Chengbu took the tissue and pressed it under his nose, all red, "I...Fuck."

I just said why felt a little itchy, and thought it was because of the snot and was too embarrassed to suck it all the time.

This is simply, Lin Chengbu felt a gust of embarrassment after regaining his senses. He didn't know how to describe this feeling. He actually saw a nosebleed when he saw Yuan Wu?

Are you so thirsty?