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Chapter 22 Chapter 3 The Voice of the Ghost

The Oriole 苏童 1917Words 2018-03-19
She has come back. He had imagined many years later, imagined a hundred encounters with Baorun, but never imagined the encounter with the fairy again.He remembered very clearly that the fairy swore to his mother back then that she would never return to this hateful city of yours and never want to see the dirty faces of you people. Will not float to you.He never expected that breaking one's word is a weakness of an underage girl, but also her right, that girl is back now. He was a little scared.As soon as she came back, so did his criminal youth, and so did a disordered memory.For several days, he drove the van through the grove of Jingting Hospital. He felt that the vegetables and pork in the van were shaking in a panic, and there was a faint sound of water flowing back in the abandoned water tower. A page of history was blown by the wind. Back to the original place, let him identify.He was a little scared.He must recognize.A deep voice called him from the water tower, come up, Yagyu, come up.He couldn't tell if it was Baorun's voice or a ghost's.

Two crows are still perched on top of the water tower.After so many years, there are still two crows perched on top of the water tower.The time and space where the branches were divided were shattered.After the trance came horror, and he suddenly found that his life was full of false appearances of happiness, while the truth was a continuous shadow, like a mountain in the cloud, with unpredictable shapes and arranged in metaphors of disaster.After so many years, he is still surrounded by disaster. On about the third day, he saw her standing at the gate of Jingting Hospital with a folder in her arms, apparently waiting for a taxi.Her attire is always surprisingly fashionable, a high-necked loose pink sweater, a pair of black lambskin pants, her body curves have a freehand beauty, showing off youth and beauty.In the sunlight at nine o'clock in the morning, the pair of dark almond eyes are reflected by the soft light, like two spring flower beds, and the luxuriant thoughts are all blooming in the form of flowers.Her face was exposed in the pale golden sunlight, and she looked a little arrogant and enchanting.Her lips were painted with dark lipstick, crystal clear and moist, which disturbed him, were those the lips he had kissed before?And her breasts, so full and sexy under the sweater that he couldn't look at them, were they the breasts he'd touched before?The years have washed some tactile memories, her current beauty and sexiness have rewritten his past sins, his guilt has quietly mutated in the illusion, and sublimated into some kind of glory, even mixed with a touch of sweetness.He remembered the lyrics of a popular song: once had.had it before.He panicked because of this, and when the van passed by her, his whole body was inexplicably nervous, and he honked the horn casually.Hi.His greeting was hesitant, and the horn was loud and clear. She turned her head, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she stretched out an arm to stop the car.

Master, do me a favor and take me downtown.Without further ado, she opened the car door, sat beside him, and added, I will pay your fare.The four eyes met, and after two seconds of panic, she quickly regained her composure.My driver is sick. In this damn place, I can't see a taxi for a long time.She sniffed and looked at the back of the van. What's the smell in your car?It smells like a toilet.He didn't speak, and heard her bending her fingers and tapping on the car window, driving, I'm in a hurry, so let's just take care of it. He noticed a small green glow on her wrist.It was a jadeite bracelet, maybe it was a gift from his mother back then. His mother repeatedly said at home that the jadeite bracelet was made of glass, and it was an old product handed down from his ancestors. .He didn't dare to identify the bracelet carefully, so he asked casually, what's the lady's name?

She turned her face sideways, with a sarcastic smile on her lips, haven't you seen it before?Call me Miss Bai.There is a tit-for-tat sharpness in her eyes, how about you?What's your name, sir? He dared not speak for a moment.Care must be taken.The tacit understanding between them is as thin as paper, and it will be destroyed if they are not careful.Their past is a cup of rotten tea, served in the same cup.Be careful with the lid.When the lid of the cup is opened, the secret of rotten tea is revealed.can not open.Can not recognize each other.Can't speak.He drove the car silently, smelling the clear scent of perfume on her body.Reality imitated dreams, she came back, and dreams came back.Sitting beside him, it was like a night descending, with heavy dew and some secret sadness.

When the car passed the gate of the old city, he suddenly heard her sneer, stop acting, it's exhausting.Facing the small mirror on the makeup box, she used an eyebrow brush to brush her eyebrows, and told me, how is that international idiot doing now? It was she who opened the lid of the cup first.He didn't expect that she would lose her patience so soon. When he turned around, her expression was stiff, but her tone was calm.Obviously, she was asking about Baorun's recent situation.A cup of rotten tea reappeared in the sky, and Baorun's blurred face was reflected in the rotten tea.He whispered, still like that, he is still inside, and his sentence has not yet expired.She lowered her head, took out a tissue from her bag, and blew her nose. I have a cold, and I will catch a cold in autumn.Then she took out a powder cake, fixed up her makeup in front of the mirror, and asked casually, well, please remember one thing, I am no longer a fairy, I am Bai Zhen, and I will be called Miss Bai from now on.She said, if you call me a fairy again, be careful that I will be rude to you.

He understood her meaning that there were no more fairies in the world, and the maidens named fairies were gone forever.That was another tacit agreement, and he was happy to abide by it.He said, Miss Bai, if I need help with anything in the future, just ask me to use a car or something.She snorted vaguely in her nostrils, what can you do for me?Just save yourself, if I keep getting in and out of your broken car, how can I hang around outside?Her arrogance was undisguised, he was a little embarrassed, and suddenly asked a stupid question, Miss Bai, you are so young and beautiful, why do you want to be a public relations lady for a mental patient?

She snapped the makeup case shut and squinted at him.Fuss.She said, he is willing to pay, and I am willing to earn money, so why?Everyone went into the sea, didn't you also go into the sea?
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