Just as I was looking around, I heard a familiar ringtone, it was my cell phone ringing! I dragged my suitcase and ran towards the source of the sound.
Without taking two steps, I saw a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties facing the wall and fiddled with my mobile phone, trying to turn off the incoming call. But my mobile phone pattern password is so easy to unlock!
I cheered myself up, took two deep breaths, went up and patted him twice.
"What are you doing! Didn't you see that I'm busy?" He raised his head and gave me a fierce look, then continued to bury his head in tinkering, and finally forced the phone to shut down.
I thought about it carefully, and I could feel the cowardice in my tone, and said cautiously and pretending to be calm, "Friend, did you find my mobile phone?" I was afraid that if I said he stole it from me, he would beat me up.
He glanced at me and said viciously, "What proof do you have that this is yours? Did you call it and it agreed?"
I frowned and thought about it, "I don't have that habit of giving the phone a name, but if I call it, it will ring and answer."
The middle-aged man with the unshaven beard was upset, and turned his head fiercely as if he wanted to tear me apart, "Yo ho, you can talk, believe it or not, I will make you unable to talk all your life?"
Still very fierce, ah, what should I do.
Although the mobile phone is only more than 1,000 yuan, it is a pain to buy a new one.
"Then what, you can give me a hundred yuan, okay?" One hundred yuan can't be more!
"You sent the beggar, why should I give you my mobile phone if you say it is yours, get out!" The middle-aged greasy man glanced at me, squeezed his fists and gestured at my face, trying to scare me so that I would retreat .
However how can I drop my phone! When he turned around, I tiptoed to get my phone out of his pocket. Before I touched the phone, the greasy middle-aged man looked at it, and greeted me with his thick and dark arms.
It's over, am I going to explain here today! I've only lived in my twenties, I don't want to be disfigured, I don't want to lose my life!
I could hear the wind blowing from the middle-aged man stretching out his hand, but it miraculously stopped. I opened my eyes a crack, and the man's bloated and yellow hand stopped two centimeters from the left side of my face.
The handsome man who pinched the middle-aged man just grabbed his arm and didn't do anything else. Then he heard the middle-aged man screaming in pain, "Who, let me go."
The man who squeezed his hand snorted, gave him a disgusted look, and handed me my mobile phone, wow, so cool.
The middle-aged man saw the opportunity and was about to sneak attack. As soon as he met the man's eyes, he rushed out the door as if he had been bewitched.
Yay, the crisis is over.
Before I could say thank you, I turned around and found that the man who helped me was missing.
What a weirdo.
However, when I found the seat according to the train ticket, I was surprised to find that the man was just next to me, "Ah, hello, thank you just now!" I greeted him with a smile.
The man sitting on the train has bright eyes and bright teeth, and his peach eyes are enough to make a girl sink in. His voice is quite gentle and his aura towards the middle-aged man is like two people, "Hello, you're welcome."
"Well, my name is Liu Mengwhat's your name?" I'm speaking now like a complete accost, but I swear to Chairman Mao that I didn't.
"Yin Mo."
The pupils were as black as ink, as if they could suck people in, I smiled dryly and looked away, Yin Mo didn't care, and still had a smile on his face.
"Are you traveling to Liuzhou?" I asked casually.
"To see an old friend. What about you?"
I can't really say that I went to see how to avenge a ghost, so I thought about it and said, "Just go to Liuzhou for fun, do you know any interesting places?" Too used to lying.
"I can take you there directly." Yin Mo looked straight at me, and what he said made me a little puzzled. The gentle and cold aura about him made me a little timid.
Friend, do we know each other well? And the feeling he spoke to me was like a friend from a long time ago, so familiar. Something seemed to pop up in my mind, but it was fleeting. I tried to remember it, but I couldn't catch it.
I actually had a little sweat on my forehead. This blank feeling is really uncomfortable.
?Holding his head with his hands, he has completely changed from being dizzy to having a splitting headache. Could it be that he is possessed by some ghost? I can clearly feel the cold sweat running down my back, am I going to die?
At this time, a pair of hands were attached to my shoulders, cold and warm,A trace of coolness traveled from my shoulders to my whole body, and gradually, the burning pain all over my body was gradually suppressed.
I heard a lot of noise
" She deserves to die, even if the bone-eating thunder is not enough, she should be driven out of her wits!"
"You spitting blood!"
There was also a male voice, "Qianxi, where are you" Gentle and familiar.
Whose memory is this? Female ghost? mine? Reasonably speaking, it should not belong to me. I am a new youth in the 21st century. I have nothing to do with thunder or ghosts. But isn't the female ghost from the Song Dynasty? She has nothing to do with these.
So where do these voices and memories come from? Whose experience is it?
Drowsy, my brain seemed to be pressed by a stone, heavy, I couldn't open my eyes, I could only let my consciousness slacken and disappear.
When I woke up, I heard a mechanical voice playing on the train speaker, "Liuzhou Station is here."
And my head was completely resting on Yin Mo's shoulder!
"Me too." The tone was extremely cheerful, and I felt a little embarrassed when I met Yin Mo's eyes, ah, I'm so useless.
Hengmu Town is not far away, it takes only one hour to get there by car. The houses in the town are neatly arranged, and the streets in the afternoon are neither lively nor deserted.
Suppressing the inexplicable sadness in my heart, it may be caused by the female ghost's empathy. After sitting on the train for a long time, I was so tired that I was dying, and I was hungry, so I found a hotel to stay at random.
The boss has a daughter who looks like a meat dumpling. She walks bouncingly and wears two braids. She is so cute, and she feels kindness in her heart. When asked her name, she said in a sticky voice, "Meng Sha"
Sha, there is no one who named his daughter such a name, what is wrong with this person. Seeing the boss coming, the little girl ran into the house again in fear.
I clearly saw the boss glaring at her fiercely. That look didn't look like looking at a daughter, but clearly looking at an enemy! He raised a daughter who killed her father and enemy!
However, this is someone else's business after all, and I have no right to control it, so I can only follow upstairs.
After being tired all day, I fell asleep, and this sleep will be the next morning.
In my dream, I actually dreamed of Han Yi, what a terrible sleeping experience.
Just as I was washing my face and getting ready for breakfast, the doorbell rang. Yin Mo stood at the door, which made me look dazed. When I woke up in the morning, my brain was starved of oxygen. I looked at him suspiciously and forgot to invite him in. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com