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"Ah? Is that so?" Xu Liang said without raising his head, while wrapping the barbecue in sauce, "But it's normal. The first thing that came into the restaurant was from her. She was very busy a few days ago. It is said that She couldn't sleep well when she got home. She ended her work yesterday and asked for leave today. I saw her mental state was not very good two days ago, she looked very tired, and she felt like she was slumped. "

Qi Chen looked surprised: "Your library is so busy and stressed?"

"It's not..." Xu Liang shook his head and said, "Anyway, I don't think there is any pressure, and I rarely have time when I'm busy. As for the pressure, basically I have to be responsible for the cultural relics in the museum, and don't make mistakes when handling them, but this is not the first time for everyone. Doing this will not be so stressful. However, her personality is different. Sister Qin is the type who loves to worry. She can even think about small things. It's not surprising that she is a little stressed. Annoying."

Qi Chen nodded. After all, it had little to do with him, so he didn't discuss it any further.

The two of them ate a meal from six o'clock to almost nine o'clock. Only then did Qi Chen look like "I'm finally full", and Xu Liang and Xu Liang walked out to the bus stop.

The place where Xu Liang rented was not too far from here, but it was in the opposite direction from Qi Chen.

There is only a little more than one stop away from Guanghe Company. In fact, it doesn't take long to walk back, and you can also eat something along the way. But don't look at Qi Chen's fair complexion and gentle appearance, in fact, he is a master who can lie down and never sit, and who can sit and never stand.

He shamelessly stood under the platform billboard and waited for a while, and saw that the 85 bus he was waiting for was slowly approaching. Then he held the bus card, and leisurely followed behind the sparse crowd to get on the bus. I took a seat in the last row by the window.

Who knew that the driver just braked suddenly, and the one next to Qi Chen, because there was no seat in front of him, was thrown a few steps out by inertia, and then sat down on the steps, complaining loudly, "How do you drive? Thanks to my sturdiness, or else I have to throw myself on the ground!"

Unexpectedly, the driver also replied as if he was on fire: "Did I think so?! There is a short-eyed person in front of me who suddenly jumped out and threw himself on my wheel. If I don't brake, will you pay for it?!"

The car started up quickly and smoothly. The young man sitting on the steps snorted, patted the dust on his buttocks, walked back and sat in the previous position, plugged his earphones on his stinky face and continued to play with his mobile phone.

Qi Chen glanced at him, then turned to look out the window, only to see a long-haired woman in a rose red coat, walking staggeringly beside the car with a bag on her back, just before he could see clearly Face, the car had accelerated, and after turning a corner, the woman was left far behind.

"Why does it feel a bit like the sister Qin that Xu Liang said..." Qi Chen muttered, and then he felt that he was probably influenced by the incident at noon to have this idea. After all, he didn't even think about that person. Didn't see the looks.

The temperature inside the car was higher than the outside, and a thin layer of mist soon covered the window glass, and the scenery outside became a little blurry.

This road is located in the west of Jiayang District and is not close to the center, so it is not prosperous. The billboards and white light curtains on both sides are not dense, passing one by one from the car window, blurred by water vapor. One hazy spot after another.

This kind of night always made him feel a sense of deja vu.

He probably had a similar dream. In the dream, he was also sitting in something like this, walking swayingly, reaching out to lift the curtain on the side, and he could see the lanterns covered with thin paper, scattered with white light. light, shining on the road ahead.

When returned to the company's courtyard, it was completely dark in Block A of the office building, but there were still a few lights on in Block B, and didn't know who was still working overtime. The dormitory where Qi Chen lived was just behind the office building, just through a small green garden.

But when he walked downstairs, took out his keys, and was about to go upstairs, he saw a tall figure walking beside him. The dim yellow streetlights reflected half of his face, making his eyebrows and eyes look extraordinarily deep.

The man frowned and glanced at Qi Chen, "tsk", and said in a very disgusting tone: "Why do you always come to me?!"

Qi Chen vomited blood silently: "..." Want a face? I also want to ask you about Uncle Long! What are you hiding from? It's really a narrow road for enemies...

"Good evening." He greeted politely, then turned to the side, wanting the uncle surnamed Long to go upstairs first.

But who knew that the ancestor suddenly stopped after just two steps.

Qi Chen thought he had something to say, raised his head in confusion, but happened to meet the face of the man who suddenly came over.

"What are you doing?!" He was startled, and took a step back subconsciously, but the stair railing, which was very not a thing, was almost touching his lower back, blocking his back path.

Although this Dragon Team leader has a stinky temper and speaks very unpleasantly, he does have a skin that can deceive people. The outline of his side face is hard and sharp, and when he frowned and pursed his lips, the temperament around him was like a knife wrapped in cold light.

And now, the knife was touching Qi Chen's neck, and if he turned his head a little, he might touch the man's cheek, and the stand-up collar of the man's woolen coat just rubbed against Qi Chen's when he lowered his head. jaw.

Even though he was wearing a coat and a scarf, Qi Chen still felt that the tip of the man's nose was almost touching his neck, and he was so shocked that his hair stood up, and his whole body froze into a coffin board.

After forbearance and forbearance, the coffin board finally said firmly: "Leader Long, can you move your head away——"

Before he could say the word "?", he heard the man in his ear suck his nose twice, as if he was smelling something, and then the ancestor finally raised his head and stood up straight, looking down at Qi Chen with a condescending and tyrannical attitude. , said four words -

"A barbecue?"

Qi Chen: "..."

what...what...ghost...

This is like a fully armed robber holding a gun to your temple, pulling the trigger after flipping the insurance and saying a bunch of terrifying things, and it turns out that there is nothing to do except make your face wet!

wtf!

At this moment, Qi Chen felt that there were two big characters written on the face of the neurotic surnamed Long, with "owing" on the left and "bian" on the right.

He moved his lips, but before he had time to speak, he saw that the ancestor had turned and lifted his feet upstairs, and while walking, he dropped a sentence: "Don't let your legs go moldy and wander outside in the middle of the night, if you recruit something you shouldn't do it. You should be crying and begging people not to digest your slices as barbecued meat."

Qi Chen: "..." It's almost midnight when it's just nine o'clock... Is it the wrong way of looking at the time or the way I look at the time?

As for the slices or something... Qi Chen, who had just eaten a pile of barbecued meat, accidentally imagined it, and suddenly his whole body was bad! So he shook his head and threw those murderous shots out, and walked upstairs with a green face.

The building of Guanghe Company is said to be a dormitory, but in fact it is more like a single apartment. There are two rooms on each floor, there are only five floors in total, and there are no more than ten rooms in total. It is not prepared for the staff of an entire company.

When Qi Chen came for the interview, he was worried about whether there were any vacancies in the dormitory, but Director Dong smiled and reassured him, "Don't worry, it's very vacant, not every employee needs a house."

Qi Chen was right when he heard it. Locals in Jiang City didn't need to live in this dormitory, and married people couldn't stay here. Only single employees who didn't have a place to live in Jiang City needed to live in this dormitory. But he originally thought that even if it was like this, this dormitory should be almost full. Who knew that when he moved in, there were only five or six rooms with lights on at night.

He picked a dormitory on the top floor. It seemed that no one lived in the house next to it. It was dark and lit up yesterday.

Qi Chen went upstairs and looked at the figure walking in front of him. He was secretly glad that he didn't live on the same floor.

Who knows that the second floor has passed, and that person is walking in front...

The third floor has passed, and he is still walking in front...

passed the fourth floor...

How can this man return! No! stop!

Qi Chen: "..."

Holding the key, he stood at the door of his dormitory, turned his head to look to the right with a grave-like expression on his face, and saw Team Leader Long opened the door of the next dormitory, and walked in without even giving him a look. Then "Bang——" he closed the door behind his back.

...the dark lights and blind fires that no one lives in? !

Qi Chen entered the door blankly, and then he remembered that the surnamed Long was on a business trip. He just came back today. It was normal for the lights in the dormitory to be dark yesterday.

Sitting at the table, he recalled which finger hooked the key when he chose the dormitory, and wanted to get out a knife and chop it a hundred times.

On the night of spring, it is more chilly than winter, urging people to get into the quilt early.

I don't know if it was because he just changed to a new environment and didn't get used to it or for some other reason. Qi Chen slept very uncomfortable that night. The complicated and messy dreams trapped him in it. He was groggy, but woke up. But come.

He dreamed that he was woken up by a sharp old-fashioned alarm clock, and then he grabbed his mobile phone and swayed out of the dormitory in the darkness and walked to the street. He swayed left and right like a drunkard, as if he could never walk in a straight line.

It was as if someone was sneaking a low-pixel camera, and the scene was shaky and murky.

An old female voice passed through the dark and chaotic fog, and vaguely entered his ears, like crying or sighing, the voice was erratic and strange.

"Please……"

"please……"

"Come here..."

"Would you like to come here..."

The hoarse and old voice became more and more urgent, and the sound overshadowed the sound. It was light and heavy, far and near, and it was shrouded in layers. Qi Chen almost wanted to cover his ears when he heard it.

"Would you like to come here, okay?" The originally light voice suddenly became sharp, as if the voice changer had been turned on suddenly, the whole tone slipped high and strange, and the last word was even more broken. The sound, like a fingernail scratching through the aluminum skin, made people stand up with goosebumps.

Qi Chen suddenly pulled out of the dream with the sharp remnant that his eardrum was about to be pierced.

"Hey!" A low voice sounded in my ear, and the tone was still full of impatience, "You can't wake up with sweating medicine on that ghost barbecue?!"

Qi Chen still hadn't recovered from his sleep, and made a vague "uh" sound, somewhat confused about the current situation.

"Who are you..." His voice was still awake with a nasal tone and a slight hoarseness. He waved his hand twice at the source of the buzzing sound in his ears, as if he wanted to drive the annoying sound away.

"Open your eyes!" The voice became even more impatient, and before Qi Chen could react, he felt that his forehead was slapped hard.

The sound of "pop" was crisp and clear.

"Oh!" The combination of the sharp pain and the clear voice finally made Qi Chen completely open his eyes, completely detached from the chaotic consciousness, subconsciously covered the forehead that was being patted, and said angrily: "Who hit him? I?"

Qi Chen, who was angry with getting up, just wanted to reply, and he saw where he was, so the whole person froze there.

This is the intersection of Wenchang Street, Jiayang District. It is less than a kilometer from the yard of Guanghe Company. From the gate, you can walk along the street for six or seven minutes. Just go straight, you don’t even need to turn a corner, it’s close enough.

But no matter how close it is, it shouldn't be where Qi Chen is standing now, he should be lying on the bed in the dormitory!

But Qi Chen rubbed his eyes, pinched his arm, and had to admit that he was indeed standing in such a fucking place.

"Hiss—" The suddenly sour fingers reminded Qi Chen, and he felt that his right hand was still holding something tightly, and when he looked down, he found that it was the cell phone that had been thrown on the bedside table.

...

At that moment, Qi Chen felt that he was poured from head to toe by a bucket of ice water.