"The interview will start at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and Yang Xu will pick you up at seven o'clock."?

As Zhang Zhihua said, he walked forward aggressively.

Not so far, he bumped his legs and fell out, rubbing his hand against the wall and pressing the switch, the light flickered.

"What's the mess in your house?" he growled.

Sheng Min pressed between his eyebrows, came over to turn on the light, and gave Zhang Zhihua another hand.Then retreat back to the sofa and sit down.

"What the hell is this?"

Under the light, the murderer stood innocently in the center of the living room.

"Express box." Sheng Min said.

"Don't I know you?" Zhang Zhihua yelled again, and there was an echo, and he gave it a kick by the way.

You asked me.Sheng Min secretly sighed, but he didn't say it.

He glanced at the box.If remember correctly, there should be a cup inside, and it has not been opened since got it back.

Now was kicked two meters away and spun it around, but didn't hear the sound. don't know if the foam was thick or it didn't break...

"Why didn't you turn on the light when you entered the house?" Zhang Zhihua was probably trying to cover up the embarrassment of falling on the ground, and was patting the non-existent dust on his clothes very hard.

If it didn't break, shouldn't give the merchant a good review? bought it from this store before, and gave cash back with or without a picture... He couldn't think about it anymore. Zhang Zhihua's voice was louder than talking.

It's noisy.Sheng Min's head hurt a little, he opened his mouth and was buried in the applause, he took a deep breath and raised the volume: "Open it now."

Zhang Zhihua stopped: "What?"

"Light." Sheng Min weakly pointed to his head, "It was not turned on just now, but it is turned on now."

"Open it and open it."

Zhang Zhihua didn't know whether he was dumbfounded by what he said, or the volume switch was probably turned on with those few palms, and the sound was not as loud as before.

On the way here, he mended the box again, and then slapped a piece of paper in front of him like a debt collector: "Interview script, you should be familiar with it tonight. Don't say nothing tomorrow... I heard you."without?!"

The switch was turned back again.Sheng Min closed his eyes and nodded again.

Zhang Zhihua clicked his tongue, saw that he didn't respond, clicked again, in pairs like kicking a box.

Sheng Min reckoned that he could continue to click his tongue if he didn't speak, and said softly, "I heard."

"Okay, I'm leaving, I'm exhausting you day after day..." Zhang Zhihua took another shot of the interview, turned around and left without closing the door.

It's finally over, Sheng Min thought, but he still didn't say anything.He hadn't spoken his mind for a long time.

Big, small, good, bad, all silent.Even when I am alone, I will not whisper.

His voice is only required to say those, should, can create value, high-sounding words.

For example, the answers already written on the interview script.

Sheng Min glanced at the interview draft, and wanted to tear it off, but in the end he only tore off a corner.

But he didn't feel happier because of it, after all, it was a feeling he hadn't felt for a long time.

Sheng Min sat on the sofa for a while again, with his hands wrapped around his calves.It is said that this posture makes people feel safe. According to who said, he forgot, and his memory is not very good recently.

Either Lu Xun or Shakespeare.If you can't find the source, you can put it on their heads.I won't send you a lawyer's letter, at most will ask you to dream or something... Sheng Min smiled silently, but it didn't work, and the corner of his mouth couldn't be raised.

He can laugh usually, at least in front of the camera, he can smile nicely every time.

But forget it.He tried again, and now there was no shot.

There was the sound of an accordion outside the window.

It’s the kid who lives downstairs. Every night at nine o’clock, it starts on time. The first half hour is the sound of the piano, and the second half hour is mixed with the sound of his mother scolding him. Both are equally tormenting.

The sound of the piano and the scolding ended in crying, and Sheng Min stood up and walked into the bathroom.When he was about to reach the door, he stopped for a moment, turned around and went back to the kitchen to choose a watermelon knife.

There is a big bathtub in the bathroom, which was installed by Sheng Min himself after moving in, and now the bathtub is full of water - it's cold, and the water heater is broken, but it's only early autumn, so it's still within the tolerable range.

Sheng Min lay down in his clothes, and the excess water overflowed all over the floor, gurgling down the floor drain under the sink.He moved a bit and felt something stuck in his waist, only to realize that he had brought his mobile phone with him.

Fortunately, it was not damaged when touched.

After becoming popular, the quality of these endorsement products is good, much better than the Weishang mask he endorsed in the past few years.

Someone ruined his face with that mask, and went on the 315 anti-fake program, which became an important black spot for the opponent's fans to seize the strategic fortress when they attacked him.

Sheng Min secretly sent a sum of money to the person whose face was ruined, but in fact, he didn't even know when he signed the endorsement contract, and the endorsement fee was not in his hands.

He pursed his lips, shook the high-quality mobile phone, found Yang Xu's number and dialed it.

"Hey, brother!" Yang Xu's voice was always cheerful.

"You're going to pick me up tomorrow, right?"

"Yes! What do you want for breakfast? The wonton shop downstairs is delicious. Do you want to..."

"You don't need to come here." Sheng Min interrupted him, and said softly, "Go directly to the scene."

"Huh?" Yang Xu sounded a little confused.

Sheng Min looked at the white tiles on the opposite side: "Let Zhang Zhihua come. You call him at 6:30 tomorrow morning and tell him that I need to find him and ask him to pick me up."

"Ah, okay!"

Yang Xu is good at this, his heart is bigger than the Pacific Ocean, he never asks why, he just does what he says.

"Do you still remember the password for the bank card I put there last time?" Sheng Min asked.

"Remember." Yang Xu replied a little proudly, "The last six digits of your ID card. If you need money, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"Just remember it, I don't need it, just leave it there."

"Then I'll give it to you when you want to use it." Yang Xu said happily, never thinking about why Sheng Min used his ID card to apply for a card and put it with him, "You haven't saidWhat are you eating tomorrow morning? I'll bring it to you."

"I do not want to eat."

"Let's eat it! If you don't eat it, you won't be in good spirits, noodles, vermicelli, tofu..."

Sheng Min pinched the bridge of his nose. Yang Xu was very obsessed with the question of eating. He could keep counting without giving an answer: "Wonton. You just said that wonton."

"Okay! That wonton is really delicious. I can eat two large portions by myself."

"Then I'll give you that too." Sheng Min smiled softly, "I'm dead, you should go to bed early."

"See you tomorrow!" A series of beeps sounded obediently from the other end.

Can't see you anymore.

No, he won't be able to see him anymore, but Yang Xu will still be able to.In a hospital or a funeral home, hope you don't get scared.

Sheng Min stared at the phone screen for a while, clicked on WeChat, and swipe for a while before seeing the fucking name.He transferred 100,000 yuan, and immediately accepted it without replying a word.

This is also the case when you turn up the information interface, transfer and receive money, transfer and receive money...

If you give money in advance, you won't ask, and if you give too much, you won't ask, only if you don't give it at the end.Once he rushed directly to the company to ask for it for his birthday, and he slapped him a few times, and it became a trending search...

Sheng Min turned off the phone and threw the phone on the sink, and took the watermelon knife—of course a manual razor is also fine, but this knife has not been used since he bought it, and he wants to open one.

The watermelon knife is very long, and it looks like a sword in his hand. It reminds him of a costume drama he once filmed.Playing a swordsman is quite handsome, but it hurts a bit to hang Wia.Sheng Min gestured a few times according to the movements in his memory, and finally put the knife on his wrist.

I forgot when started to have the idea of death, anyway, it has been a long time, and the card for Yang Xu was issued at that time.

At first was afraid of the pain, but the more thought about it, the less afraid became.So why did it take so long?Sheng Min frowned, not knowing.

All he knew was that this thought was particularly strong today. He didn't work in the afternoon and sat on the sofa until dark, but he couldn't get this thought out of his mind.

There is no special opportunity, maybe the time has come.

Let's make it today, Sheng Min turned his head to look at the watch he had taken off, it was twelve o'clock soon.

Today's business, today's end.Tomorrow... there is no tomorrow.

He pressed the knife down and pulled it hard to the right, blood spurted out violently.

Sheng Min bit her lip, couldn't help but groaned, and made another cut, which should be enough.If it doesn't work, if you lose strength for a while and slip into the water, you can drown.

He felt that he had considered it very carefully, and when he took the force off his hand, the knife also fell.

The white tiles on the opposite side are all red. This is the effect of real blood. It seems that the crew's blood pack needs to be further improved.Thinking of this, he inexplicably recalled the words Zhang Zhihua scolded him when he left, with a dead face on his face every day.

Zhang Zhihua must have never seen a real dead face, or the one swollen with water.

Sheng Min's last impression before his death was that Zhang Zhihua was a little depressed.He actually didn't want Zhang Zhihua to come, and he felt very sorry.But Yang Xu was so timid that he didn't even dare to watch ghost movies. The first time he saw a dead person, he wouldn't be able to sleep for a year. He had no other choice.

What do you think?Didn't it say that there will be a revolving lantern before death?He probably didn't have a happy day, and the lights all shorted out.

So what exactly is there to think about?

Sheng Min could barely feel his breath, and a man appeared in his mind.

He is not very old, he should be about the same as himself, in his early twenties.Riding a black mountain bike, holding the handlebar with one hand and a cigarette in the other.

Sheng Min can't remember the specific appearance of this person, it seems that he met last month.He was crossing the street after returning from a convenience store wearing a mask, and this unknown person rode past him on a bicycle.The bike was riding too fast, with two wheels kicking out of four wheels. didn't see face clearly, but remembered that the corner of shirt was like a sail about to set sail...

fine.Sheng Min smiled and closed his eyes, he didn't know if this sail would take him to heaven or hell, it doesn't matter where it is, no matter where it is, it's the afterlife.