After hearing Cai Gen's words, the other party was still very rude.
"Whose door did you knock on? Why didn't I hear you? Wait a minute, I'll go out and see if there's anyone there."
Cai Gen's heart twitched, didn't he see me?
Staring at the closed door of 705, no one came out.
There was also the sound of people drinking and making noise on the other side on the phone, but it was eerily quiet in the corridor.
The sound of heartbeat began to reach his ears, and his breathing began to quicken. Cai Gen panicked.
Calm down, you must calm down. Cai Gen gritted his teeth and looked for a reasonable explanation.
"What's your home number? I'm in front of 705."
When the other party heard this, he broke out and cursed loudly.
"You're blind, my 707, you can't read, here, ordering takeout, I'll make you suffer."
After saying that, he hung up the phone again.
Cai Gen shouted out the voice-activated light, and the address bar where the machine printed the receipt clearly said No. 705. The little bastard must have made a mistake on his own and refused to admit it.
After I figured it out, it was not a scary thing, I just wrote the wrong address, and I felt relieved.
Hurry down to the seventh floor, go to Unit 3, go up to the seventh floor, and come to the door of 707.
When I stood at the door, I could hear the noise of drinking in the house. I adjusted my breathing and continued to knock on the door. After a while, the door opened.
Since it was a new community, the heating was very good, so a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing big pants and shirtless, came out.
When I opened the door, I saw Cai Gen carrying a beer with a angry look on his face.
"Hurry up and come to the house. What are you doing at the door? You don't know the words. It's not the fault of delivering food. Can't you tell the difference between 707 and 705?"
With that said, Cai Gen was led into the living room. The living room was very large and there was an indoor staircase in the corner. It should be a duplex.
The decoration is very luxurious. There are 6 people sitting next to the sofa. They are all young and drunk. The coffee table is full of bottles of various wines.
Cai Gen carefully avoided the wine bottles on the ground, put the beer next to the coffee table, put the lunch box on the coffee table, and returned to the door.
"Your consumption totals 87."
The young man took out a stack of 100 yuan from his pants, took out one and handed it over, while mumbling,
"No matter how old you are, if you have eye problems, you should go and get treatment. There is a phone call on the left and a phone on the right. Isn't it annoying?"
Cai Gen took the money and touched it. It was real. He started looking for 13 yuan in change. Before he could find it, the young man said,
"Forget it, there's no need to look for it, it's just a grind."
Then he closed the door.
Cai Gen took the 13 yuan he had just found and looked at the closed 707 door.
Should I be angry at this time? Or should I laugh? A tip of 13 yuan.
I have lived for almost 40 years and received a tip for the first time. Did I transfer it myself?
You should be happy for yourself, just laugh.
However, as soon as I smiled, my lips were very dry and cracked, which hurt a lot. I licked them, and a fishy taste appeared in my mouth, which made it bleed.
While thinking about the tip, I went downstairs. When I passed the security booth again, the security guard started a new round of the game and didn't even notice Cai Gen coming back.
Unlock the car, get in the car, start the car again, step on the clutch, shift into reverse gear, look in the rearview mirror, and prepare to reverse.
I braked and stopped. In the rearview mirror, I saw a person sitting in the back seat.
A person was sitting in the middle of the back seat, facing the rearview mirror. Cai Gen could see clearly, very clearly, and it was not an illusion.
I locked my car just now, and this person looks so familiar.
Her black hair was very long, completely covering her face. Her white clothes, like pajamas, were very elegant and silky, and she just sat there motionless.
It seems to be the one hanging on the big lamp in the red romantic hotel room.
Why did she come to my car if she wasn't hanging out in the hotel? She must have gotten into the wrong car.
It is said that the mirror cannot reflect it, but it is clearly in the mirror.
Cai Gen slowly turned his head and looked at the back seat. Indeed, he was sitting in the back seat, and he was not dazzled.
Because it was very close, really very close. Under the illumination of the street lamp, it was very clear, even the pleated lace on the clothes was very clear.
Return your head to normal. I remember my wife said, even if you can see, pretend you can't, so she doesn't know you can see her.
I stepped on the brake very sharply just now, but before I stepped on the clutch, the car stalled.
There was no warmth in the heater, and the car started to get very cold.
Cai Gen is also very cold in his down jacket. Isn’t this comrade in the back seat cold in his pajamas?
Pretending that nothing happened, Cai Gen stepped on the clutch again, turned on the ignition, and the car started joking with him. It took him four attempts to start the car.
Continue to reverse gear, look in the rearview mirror, turn a blind eye to the comrade in the back seat, back out of the parking space, and drive onto the road.
Should I ask where she went? Or forget it, if she goes to the crematorium or cemetery or something, it would be bad if I didn't go, and it would be even worse if she did, Cai Gen thought.
Praying, she got on the wrong bus. Maybe she wanted to go back to the Red Romantic Hotel? Cai Gen deliberately changed the car and drove towards the Red Romantic Hotel.
The city is very small, and we soon arrived near the Hong Romantic Hotel. Cai Gen's thigh when he stepped on the accelerator was a little stiff, so he hammered it twice with his hand before he felt anything.
Slowly slow down the car and see if the comrade in the back seat will get off here.
However, after the car passed the Hong Romantic Hotel, she did not get out of the car and was still sitting firmly in the back seat of the car.
When Cai Gen passed by the entrance of the Hong Romantic Hotel, he didn't even see the lights on at the hotel's entrance.
It's just over 8 o'clock but not 9 o'clock, why is it so dark? There seems to be something like a cordon at the door. Has it been sealed?
Yes, the comrade in the back seat got into his car because the hotel was closed down and he was homeless, so Cai Gen continued to find a reasonable explanation for the current situation.
Then why not go to another hotel? Is it because I glanced at her yesterday when delivering food? Does that glance contain so much information? Can I find my car directly?
Maybe, she just wanted to take a stroll in the car. I went back to the store, and when she had enough strolling, it was over.
Thinking of this, Cai Gen speeded up the car and rushed to the store. He almost ran a red light several times. It was not because he was in a hurry, but because he ran away. The human subconscious is very strange. The less you want to think about it, the more you will think about it. Then he started
Analyze, reanalyze, and summarize for yourself a relatively reasonable answer, although it may be very different from the actual situation.
Arriving at the intersection near the store, Cai Gen was overjoyed. It was almost 9 o'clock. High school students were finishing their evening self-study classes. There were many cars picking up students parked in front of the store. Groups of parents were smoking outside the cars. It was very popular. Don't do it.
I'm afraid, there are so many cars, and I might get into someone else's car soon.
When he parked at the entrance of the community, Cai Gen pretended to be calm, parked the car naturally, turned off the engine, and did not forget to take the co-pilot's takeout bag, trying to make every action as casual as possible.
After getting off the car, lock the door, walk towards the store, come to the door of the store, and unlock the door.
When I looked up, Cai Gen's figure was reflected on the glass door. He was not lonely at all in the dark night, because there was also the woman in white clothes.