Some things can only be seen by outsiders what those people want others to see, and the truth can only be understood by those involved. How dark it is.
The uncle driver was still chattering about the passengers he had picked up during this period, some were drunk, some were normal, some were sick, and some were lovelorn.
Every day, there are all kinds of people performing various aspects of life in this taxi.
Maybe this is fate, I know clearly what is right and what is wrong, but for various reasons, I can't resist, until I can't tell right from wrong in the end.
After Chu Ping got home, he lay directly on the bed. The reddish-brown diary lay quietly beside him. It seemed that she could feel Chu Ping's current mood. She did not disturb her, but quietly waited for him to slowly change his mood.
Come out.
Perhaps it was because he was too tired these past few days that Chu Ping fell asleep not long after.
In the dream, he became an ordinary office worker, working nine to six, very ordinary, without the oppression of his boss or the suspicion of his colleagues. He was very popular, had many friends, a virtuous wife, and his parents were still alive.
When he comes home from get off work every night, his wife has already prepared the meal, and then picks up the food for him with love, caring about his day's work.
His parents will also call him at this time, telling him that the weather is cold these days and remember to wear more clothes, and occasionally nagging him about wanting to hold a grandson.
After dinner, he and his wife would go for a walk by the river together. The cool river breeze blew on his face, making him feel extremely relaxed.
Chu Ping didn't know how long he slept. When he woke up, it was already dark outside.
The dark night sky has no moon. A few sparse stars are like embellishments of the dark night.
"It seems like I slept a little too long."
To be honest, if possible, Chu Ping would rather sleep like this forever.
Turning his eyes, he happened to see a human head next to him, with long black hair covering most of her face, and a pair of bloodshot eyes looking blankly through the gap between the hair.
Look at Chu Ping.
Chu Ping, who had just woken up, turned around and saw this scene. He shivered instantly. He suddenly lost all sleepiness and became extremely awake.
"Sister, you will scare people to death."
Chu Ping was still frightened and huddled in the corner of the bed. His forehead was covered with sweat because of the fright.
"Dream
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What's going on? I see you are smiling in your dreams, so I really don't have the nerve to disturb you."
Jiang Qing's voice is so beautiful that anyone who hears her voice can't help but have wild thoughts.
Chu Ping ignored Jiang Qing and glanced towards the living room. The clock hanging on the wall was still ticking.
"It's half past six. There's still an hour and a half left before the interview time on the text message. There's still enough time."
When Jiang Qing saw Chu Ping not paying attention to her, she softly "hummed" and then moved closer to Chu Ping, as if she had guessed what he was thinking.
"Are you really planning to go there?" Jiang Qing's tone turned out to be a little worried.
Chu Ping glanced at Jiang Qing, and he suddenly realized that the beauty with only one head in front of him seemed to coincide with the appearance of his wife in his dream.
"How could it be her?"
Chu Ping closed his eyes and tried hard not to recall the dream just now.
"If I don't go, I'm worried that I will really provoke other weird beings."
Chu Ping got off the bed, found some food in the kitchen, took a random bite, and finally settled his dinner matter.
At 7:10, Chu Ping put his diary, diary and a few business cards passed over from old Xie Tou into his backpack.
"Finished work, ready to go."
When Chu Ping prepared all this, Jiang Qing had already returned to the diary, but the way she looked at Chu Ping before going back was as if she was looking at him for the last time.
Chu Ping was startled by Jiang Qing's eyes.
"Give me some confidence, as if I can't come back." Chu Ping thought for a while, and then said, "Where is the bus company? If I can come back today, I will go to the bus company tomorrow to see.
I always feel like there should be some clues there.”
Chu Ping seemed to be making a promise to Jiang Qing.
Chu Ping left the community with his bag on his back. Because the car had just been sent to the repair shop, Chu Ping could only rely on a taxi if he wanted to go out.
"Master, go to No. 44 Xingfu Road."
Chu Ping was about to open the door, but found that the taxi driver had locked the door.
"Master, what do you mean?"
Chu Ping was a little confused.
"It's not interesting," the taxi driver said in a good manner. "Xingfu Road is too far away. I'm in a hurry to make the transfer."
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car, you’d better take another one.”
Before Chu Ping could speak, the taxi driver rushed out and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
"What's going on?" Chu Ping was stunned. He didn't expect to encounter such a situation.
It was now 7:15. Chu Ping originally planned to go there in advance to make preparations, but who would have thought that there would be no car that would dare to pull him.
“I don’t know if I will be disqualified from the interview if I am late.”
Chu Ping felt a little uneasy. He went for an interview late at night and this was the first time he met her.
Chu Ping tried to hail a few more taxis, but when the taxi drivers heard that they were going to Xingfu Road, they all refused to take the taxi, and the reasons for refusing to take the taxi were very consistent, that is, they had to hand over the taxi immediately and find another taxi.
He fell in love with her, and then walked away, leaving Chu Ping alone and confused.
“It’s a little late to hand over the car now, isn’t it?”
Seven twenty-five.
In the darkness, two car lights slowly approached from a distance. When they saw Chu Ping waiting for the bus on the roadside, they stopped.
"Young man, where are you going?"
Dynamic music sounded in the taxi, which shocked people's spirits.
Chu Ping was worried about being refused transportation again, so he opened the door and got in the car without telling him his address.
The driver didn't expect Chu Ping to be so direct, so he glanced at Chu Ping in the rearview mirror.
"It's you, little brother. What a coincidence, you are riding in my car during the day."
Only then did Chu Ping notice the appearance of the driver's brother. He was not the same driver who had dragged him back from the police station during the day, and he was also a bit talkative.
"It turns out it's you, eldest brother. What a coincidence."
Chu Ping showed a sincere, harmless and very familiar smile. If Old Xie saw this smile, he would probably be unable to sleep all night.
The driver's brother felt even happier when he saw that Chu Ping still remembered him, and the music in the car seemed to be playing harder.
"Little brother, where are you going?"
"No. 44, Xingfu Road."
When the driver, who was originally smiling, heard this address, his smile froze, as if he had a fish bone stuck in his face. He couldn't swallow or spit out, and he looked embarrassed.
"Little brother, what are you doing there? If there's nothing important, just listen to me and wait until dawn before going."
