the second group

1.

Cao sat quietly in front of the computer. The electric fan shook its head and blew hot air.

On the computer screen, it was his "inspiration" after drinking last night: the girl was lying on the ground, the glistening body was twitching, the deep red blood spread from her body, and the surrounding neon flashed. He just sat quietly in front of the computer, letting time slip through his hair.

12: 14。

He picked up his mobile phone, and the omnipotent netizen had discovered the truth of the matter.

Of course, the matter itself is not complicated.

The police seized surveillance and soon caught several foreigners involved in the case, which is also the mission of protecting people and maintaining social harmony and stability.

There was a lot of abuse on the internet, and some netizens restored the girl's experience on the light rail.

"Is there no man nearby?" Someone commented.

"If I were there, I would kill these shriveled calves!" Others commented.

"This is a tragedy we don't want to see. At the critical moment, we still have to learn to protect ourselves. " Some people also commented like this.

"What brand is your keyboard?" Of course, some people make fun of it.

"Passers-by don't surf the Internet, and people who surf the Internet don't go out." Someone is making fun.

"Most people who come to China as foreign teachers can't get along at home!" There are all kinds of remarks, "flying all over the sky."

Cao was very entangled in his heart, as if he had pushed the girl down from the third floor.

He took off his glasses, closed his eyes and rubbed them with his left hand. His neck is as uncomfortable as being pinched.

"It's none of my business. I didn't kill her." Cao thought, took a deep breath, stood up and walked to the front of the refrigerator, took out a bottle of beer from it and took a long drink. Steady steady mind, and sat back in front of the computer.

Cao opened Tao's "Seventh Five-Year Plan" document and found his latest novel, which started in a mental hospital.

"This is really your consistent style. Write wherever you want. " Cao licked his lips, adjusted his glasses, and continued to read the novel Untitled.

Tao is the protagonist in the novel. He experienced many strange things in the mental hospital where he worked. Some can be explained by science, while others can't.

The article is also interspersed with stories written by Tao before the Seventh Five-Year Plan. In Cao's view, some places are stiff, but some places are smooth.

Cao revised it while watching it.

There are also many plots describing Cao in Untitled, and the characters are well-organized and upright.

Seeing this, Cao thought of the girl who jumped off the building.

If he is really like Tao's article, he should jump up and shout and do it.

But he didn't draw his sword to help.

He had to take another sip of beer and then read what Tao Wuqi wrote.

2.

Tao's hometown is a county-level city under the jurisdiction of the Seventh Five-Year Plan, which was built earlier than 1000 years ago.

It takes about 40 minutes by bus from Baisong bus terminal.

This town is not very big, but it is well built, with neat streets and many buildings.

There are no attractive scenery to see on both sides of the expressway. One Ma Pingchuan is equal to one hundred miles.

He leaned his head against the window and fell asleep.

"Everybody fasten your seat belts!" The waiter shouted in front of the car.

Tao's spirit suddenly perked up.

The car TV in the front of the carriage slowly turned out of the folding collection. The display screen changes from black to blue, and after a few seconds, the safety instructions begin to play.

"Cherish life, please fasten your seat belt!"

On the screen, the case video of the high-speed bus accident began to be played repeatedly: the vehicle rolled, and the person who did not wear the seat belt was instantly thrown out of the seat and flew out of the car; Although the person wearing a seat belt rolls violently under the action of inertia, he can still hang on the seat in the end.

Life and death is a matter of an instant.

Of all the people in the car, only Tao looks at it most carefully.

He fumbled for the edge of the seat with his left hand and fastened his seat belt.

The middle-aged man sitting next to Tao grinned and said, "If the king of hell tells us to die, we will die, and we can't escape!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, the whole bus suddenly bumped and there was a loud noise from the bottom of the car.

The driver also found the problem, slowed down slowly with a double flash, and then stopped in the emergency lane.

The middle-aged man beside Tao was pale and panting. It took the passengers a long time to recover and asked the driver and the flight attendant what had happened.

The driver put a warning sign behind the car and went back to the car and said to the passengers, "Don't worry. I have called other buses to pick you up and will arrive in half an hour. "

There was a commotion in the car.

Tao Wuqi touched the stubble on his chin.

The bus without air conditioning is extremely sultry, and many people want to get off, but drivers and flight attendants prevent passengers from getting off. The abuse of adults is mixed with the crying of children.

"Why don't you let us get off?" The middle-aged man beside Tao stood up from his seat, with one hand on the backrest of the front seat and one finger pointing at the driver.

"What's that noise? It makes you sound loud? " The driver also shouted: "For your safety, I won't let you get off!" "

"Safety a fart! Isn't it safer to go to the quarantine area? This damn car is like a steamer! Boring and boring! " The middle-aged man said.

"Have something to say! Keep your mouth clean! " The driver said as he pulled out the smoke point.

It's very noisy in this carriage. Only Tao is silent.

Forty minutes later, Tao got on another bus.

"The bus broke down on the high speed, which is really the first time I met it." Tao said to Cao in another section of the mobile phone.

"Not good on the highway? Are you all right? " Cao asked.

"Nothing, I have got off now." Tao Wuqi said.

"People are very nice." Cao heaved a sigh.

Tao Wuqi hung up the phone and tightened his backpack to go home.

He was walking when he heard someone shouting behind him, "Get out of the way!"

Looking back, Tao's Seventh Five-Year Plan subconsciously came face to face. He only felt the flowers at the moment and lost consciousness.

"You wake up."

"Huh?"

"ah! Wake up! "

Tao Wuqi felt a sharp pain and slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you all right?"

Tao Wuqi blinked hard to dispel the feeling of dizziness.

"Why don't you look?"

"Ah?" When Tao came to his senses, he found himself lying on the ground, next to the thick half branches of the bowl, and the traces of insect bites could be clearly seen on the leaves.

"Called you several times! Didn't you see Ludong's pruning? I am in a hurry to call you. I'm in a hurry to get here! Thank you for not being hit by a tree fork! Too close! This is going to blow. Tell me what to do! You have to watch the road in the aisle! How hanging! Scared me to sweat! See if you can sit up. Relax, don't be fierce. Come here and let me see! This branch swept over its head and nothing happened! Not broken! Just a big bag! How hanging! I'm telling you, if you want to sue, you have to go to the bureau to sue. We are all temporary workers! Hey, it's not easy! Can you get up and walk? If you can walk, go to the front clinic and let the doctor have a look! "

14:34, a clinic on Huaxing Road.

The "temporary worker" big brother around Tao is still mumbling.

"I'm fine. I'm sure I can't find you if I really have something to do. Don't worry, brother. " Tao Wuqi said something comforting, and the temporary brother grinned.

Out of the clinic, Tao holds the phone number left by his temporary brother on the medicine cabinet.

3.

I stood panting in the dark corridor.

Just now, 14:56, downstairs in the community.

I hit my head with a clash. Under the normal reaction of conditioned reflex, I looked up and saw an unknown object flying over it and falling from above me. I quickly ran a few steps forward, and the unknown object broke where I stood before.

It's an empty bottle of snowflake dry beer.

I walked out of the clinic and just walked into the community. As I walked, I thought about my recent experience and comforted myself with "bad luck". It was at this time that I met an empty wine bottle falling from the sky. I looked at the empty bottle with my eyes waiting for a while, and didn't realize what had happened until my head was swollen and painful where I was hit by a branch.

Then I looked up and shouted, "Who's upstairs? You don't have to pull the mat if you want to die, do you? How good is it to jump by yourself? "

"You want to die!" There are two small heads sticking out from the roof, which looks like eight or nine years old from a distance.

I was so angry that I shouted, "whose bunny!" " "

Before I could say anything, the bystander behind me said, "What are you angry about the child? Quite a big man! If you have the ability, you can hit the child! "

The next moment, my blood surged up and I turned my head to look at the passers-by who were talking.

He looks in his twenties, with bare head, black T-shirt and tight pants. There is a wolf's head with an open mouth in the middle of the T-shirt. There are two people beside him, a man and a woman. The man is also dressed in black, and the woman's jeans are hip-high and white suspenders.

"What are you looking at? It's you! " Bald head, chin up.

I bullet nodded, don't want to say more, and turned to go.

"Look at him!" Laughter came from behind.

Walking faster and faster, I stood panting in the dark corridor. My heart beat faster and I was furious to the extreme. Two children had better keep throwing bottles and kill more.

What if I just happened to get hit? The green wine bottle was smashed to pieces, and the glass was scattered all over the floor, leaving a little white mark where it fell first.

How did two children get on the roof? I was panting in the corridor. I have to find them there. No matter how angry I am, I don't want someone to be hit and ruin several families.

I stopped at the door leading to the rooftop on the seventh floor, and a gust of wind blew into the corridor from behind the door, smelling of alcohol. When I looked carefully, the door was open with a crack the size of a fist.

I gently pushed open the door, and the hot summer wind blew on my face, which made me a little hard to open my eyes. I walked out of the corridor, bypassed the solar panels of several water heaters, identified the direction and found the two children.

The top of this building is rectangular. A building has six units, and each unit has two families on each floor, making a total of seven floors. Only four teams can get to the roof. I turned a big water tank and stopped. I saw five green plastic beer cases piled up near the edge of the building.

There is no one around. I looked around in surprise and thought that the two children should be hiding somewhere.

I had to open my mouth and shout, "Don't hide! The roof is not safe! You two come out! "

The only thing that answered me was the whistling wind on the roof, which seemed to say "fuck off".

"hello?"

The wind is still blowing, and the sound of cars coming and going can be heard on the street outside the community.

"Hello?"

Laughter of old people and children playing came from downstairs.

"Damn ... that's weird."

I looked around the roof again and walked to the door of the corridor.

The smell of wine has come again, and it has been lingering around me since just now. I often drink it, but the taste is definitely not ordinary beer. Besides, the wind on the roof is so strong that even if it smells of wine, it shouldn't last long.

Lift your nose and smell it. It tastes good.

The door of the seventh floor resident is locked. If two children live on the seventh floor, they can definitely run straight home. I should knock. If the children's parents are there, I happen to discuss the children's education with them.

I knocked on the door rudely and made a noise. It's not like knocking politely, then stopping and knocking twice, but knocking on the iron security door continuously. The couplets posted on the door are shaking.

I knocked on the door, but it didn't open. The door creaked open.

A girl poked her head out of the door and looked at me timidly. Her fair skin is very striking, but her face looks a little pale. I can't help saying, "I'm sorry."

"I am looking for two teenage boys." I asked, pointing to my head, simply telling her what had just happened, and then asking, "Did you see them?" .

The girl opened the door a little wider when she was sure it was safe. There is a upright piano standing against the wall in the living room. There are many oil paintings on the wall and vases on the table. I'm sure those two naughty children can't be her children.

The girl was silent and shook her head.

The furniture in her house looks very retro.

"Well, I'm sorry to bother you." I smiled apologetically and nodded, thinking, should I knock on the door step by step to find these two little boys?

I noticed the girl staring at me with an unnatural expression, as if she were still scared.

I tightened the strap of my backpack and tried to make a harmless and safe smile: "Can you play the piano?"

She looked back at the piano in the living room, her expression softened a lot and she nodded at me.

When I held up my thumb, I gave an admiring look. The girl smiled shyly and turned red when she bowed her head.

I was just about to leave when the smell of wine reappeared.

The beautiful girl looked down and smelled the mellow wine, but my heart was still depressed.

4.

I walked to the first floor.

Several old people sat chatting in the shade of the corridor doorway.

An old lady with gray hair fanned her fan and said, "Poor girl at Lao Zhao's house on the seventh floor."

"How do you say? Didn't you go to college in pine and cypress? " Several old people on the side also came to join in the fun.

"I heard that I jumped off a building in pine and cypress yesterday! His family passed early in the morning! " The old lady fanning her fan went on with a look of regret: "Poor girl, she is good-looking and can play the piano. Why is her life so thin! "

I stupidly stopped for a while while waiting, not because the topic they were talking about was too attractive, but just because it was my normal reaction under extreme shock.

I turned and didn't run, but ran to the seventh floor and slammed the door in front of the girl's house just now.

No response.

Text: Episode 2-End-

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