When I arrived at the train station, I just caught the last train.

The first time I saw such a deserted train station, I didn't dare to walk back and forth too loudly when I was waiting for the train, because as soon as I walked, there were echoes of my footsteps, empty, and it sounded really terrible. But the car was crowded, although it was not the rush hour, I still couldn't buy a sleeper ticket, not even a hard sleeper, so this way for nearly ten hours, I could only sit stiffly, fortunately the seat by the window, finally not too depressed.

The first few hours passed fairly easily.

At that time, it was not yet midnight, and the people on the side were talking, playing cards, and the excitement made me sleepy, and I chatted with others for a while, and then while nibbling on a lunch box of chicken legs that my aunt packed for me, I sent a text message to Lao Zhang, who lived with me, and told her that I would be home at noon tomorrow at the latest, and asked her to remember to vacate the place when she got up in the morning, and don't occupy my house again.

She quickly replied to me, replying with a photo of her sleeping with her boyfriend, pretending to be □□ giggling, probably because of the dim light, it looked a little blurry and a little distorted, which made it particularly ambiguous.

Seeing this, I replied: Sao Bao.

It took a while for her to send me a string of smiling faces, it seemed that she was too busy to even type, I looked at the only 30% of the battery left on the screen, and I didn't continue to talk to her, turned off the phone and stuffed it into the bag, while leaning against the window to continue to watch the two people on the opposite side play cards, while turning out the Diamond Sutra in the bag, there was a match and a pair of looks.

This Diamond Sutra was stuffed into my duffel bag by my aunt before I left.

She said, this is a good thing, it has been opened, I can rest assured that you can take it with you on the road.

She also said that when you get on the national highway, find an opportunity to throw away your phone, as far as you can.

I asked her why she threw it. She said that she threw away the bad luck and went with her.

Look, it's bad luck again.

I laughed and didn't contradict her, and I didn't take it to heart.

Actually, at that time, I originally wanted to seriously ask her, what if it was not my mobile phone that accidentally fell into the well of Hades, but me, a big living person, what would I do?

Is it rescued or not?

What should I do after I am rescued?

Like a mobile phone, find a remote and remote place to throw it away?

Of course, I couldn't ask in the end, after all, no matter how superstitious and paranoid, my aunt is also out of good intentions, if you are dissatisfied, just think about it, why hurt the peace.

However, as a result, my uncle had to talk about me for a long time on the road, and he began to try to persuade me to throw away my phone after I got on the national highway, but he didn't dare to say it openly, so he could only come again and again, including the things that happened during the famine to scare me.

Those things did succeed in scaring me, but there is a saying that seeing is believing, and hearing is false. At least there must be conclusive evidence to prove that it is all true, isn't it? Moreover, the living conditions in those days were so poor that medical care was backward, and many diseases were unheard of in remote mountain villages, let alone cured, so it was possible to mistake those diseases for evil spirits. Besides, if you want to be really worried and scared about this, shouldn't it be the people who dug Sister Qiu Mei and my mobile phone out of the well of Hades, if there really is such a thing as gods and ghosts......

Thinking about it, perhaps because my surroundings were gradually quieting, or perhaps because of the infection of the two people sitting across from me sleeping quietly, the words in the scriptures gradually became blurry in my eyes. In fact, I couldn't see it at all, and those words were hypnotic at all, so I simply closed it and used it as a pillow, and took a nap in the dim light around me. But I don't dare to just sleep with a bunch of luggage, it's so inconvenient when I'm out alone, I always have to guard against something, so half of my brain thinks about being sleepy and sleepy, and half of my brain is always so vigilant to open my eyes from time to time, touch the waist bag containing the money is still zippered and fastened, and then touch whether other luggage is still leaning on the back of the buttocks.

Just wake up and sleep, sleep and wake up, and before you know it, it seems that several stops have passed.

I vaguely felt that the chair next door to me had changed people a few times, and I was more alert at first, and I would always open my eyes every time I changed people, but then I was too sleepy, so I didn't bother to continue to open my eyes, and only subconsciously guarded my waist bag, and then closed my eyes, and then opened them, it was three o'clock in the morning.

I was woken up by the urgency of urinating.

At this time, almost all the people in the whole carriage were already asleep, sleeping in different positions, and snoring one after another. I sat at these voices and hesitated for a while, and finally my insecurity was still unable to resist the urging of my bladder, so I hurriedly stood up with my waist bag in my pocket, ready to go to the toilet as fast as I could.

But as soon as I got up, I noticed that there was a person sitting in the seat next to me.

It was too dim, and he was dressed in black, so I slept in a daze and didn't realize that there was anyone around me. Thinking that the seat was empty, he almost kicked him, but while he was busy talking about borrowing, he quickly avoided it, held on to the table and carefully avoided his two long legs, and slowly moved out.

Moved to the corridor and was about to run to the toilet, thinking about it, I was not at ease, and I couldn't help but turn around and quietly glance at the man and his luggage. I thought that he would not notice it when he lowered his head, but unexpectedly I heard him say softly: "Go, I'll help you watch." ”

My face flushed slightly. A little embarrassed for their oversensitivity.

“...... Thank you......" thanked him immediately, and hurried to the toilet.

After using the toilet, I was not in a hurry to rush back, since someone helped to look at the luggage, I naturally relaxed a little, so I took the opportunity to wash my face and rinse my mouth, and then moved my muscles and bones a few times, and combed the hair that had fallen asleep again, and then I slowly returned to the carriage with a lot of cool body, and said that I should not be so sensitive in the future, after all, this world is still a good person who accounts for the majority, who knows that as soon as I stepped into the carriage, my heart immediately chuckled, and I was nervous in the direction of my seat in front of me.

Because I found that the man in black who was sitting next to me was gone......

The empty seat was as clean and tidy as if no one had ever sat on it a few minutes ago, but fortunately my luggage did not disappear with the man, and it was still leaning in the corner of my seat in its original crumpled appearance, without the slightest sign of being moved.

Still, I quickly returned to my seat as soon as I came back to my senses, opened my bag and carefully examined the inside, until I made sure that nothing was missing, and then I calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he put the bag back in its place and was about to continue taking a nap, and when he looked up, he found that the woman in the young couple opposite had woken up at some point, holding a biscuit in her hand, but she did not eat or say a word, but looked at me with a strange look that could not be said......

Seeing that the person was immediately a little uncomfortable, he smiled at her and greeted casually: "Got up, where is breakfast?"

"Hmm. She immediately realized her gaffe, lowered her head and stuffed the biscuit into her mouth and chewed it a few times, and then somehow couldn't help but look at me, as if she wanted to say something.

Seeing this, I decided not to pay attention to her.

I paid attention to the one next to me, and the man said that he would look after my luggage for me, and ran away in less than a few minutes.

Ignore her again? Looking at her eyes makes me feel uncomfortable, don't cause any trouble, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, the old saying is always true.

I thought so, but after a few minutes, seeing that the man hadn't come back for a long time, I couldn't help but ask her: "By the way, beauty, let me ask, do you know where the person sitting next to me just now went?"

For some reason, this sentence made her lips tremble as if she was frightened: "The person next to you?"

"Well, thin, tall, dressed in black. ”

She bit her lip and stopped again.

Sure enough, it's a strange woman......

But I didn't see anything so strange when I watched her play cards just now...... I looked at her and decided that I really didn't want to continue to say anything to her this time, and I didn't bother to care about the man's whereabouts anymore, thinking that it was just a change of seat, after all, the carriage was much more empty than before.

So he leaned his head against the window and closed his eyes, about after the nervousness, people were particularly relaxed and easy to get sleepy, just closed his eyes for a while, drowsiness soon surged up again, this time I slept until dawn, woke up and found that I didn't even notice when the little couple on the opposite side was leaving, and even almost missed the stop to get off the train, if I didn't see the familiar platform, I almost continued to sit like this.

I got off the train in a hurry, probably I didn't sleep enough all night, and after getting off the train to breathe in the fresh air, my mind was even more groggy, so when I walked all the way out of the platform, I didn't hear anyone calling me behind me for a while.

It wasn't until I got off the elevator that the man caught up with me, panting all the way and waving something in his hand to chase me in front of me, complaining loudly: "You little girl is young, why are your ears so bad, you have been old for a long time!"

When I saw it, it was a very old uncle.

The thing he was waving in his hand was the Diamond Sutra that I had forgotten all about, and he said that when he got out of the car, he saw it fall from my chair, but I didn't notice it at all, so he quickly chased after him with the book. Then he complained to me: "Although it is not a precious thing, but the Buddhist scriptures should not be destroyed like this, be careful next time, this is too evil." After saying that, he stuffed the book into my hand, and when I received it, I couldn't help but feel a shock in my heart.

It's no wonder he wants to talk about me, I don't know if it was the relationship between me and my pillow last night, a book that was originally written and new, but now the cover is like being cut by a knife, and the Buddha printed on the cover is "cut" into several pieces.

It's no wonder that others complain. However, it was all the more strange that he would run after me all the way for a book like this, so I couldn't help but look up at him, and found that he didn't seem to have any intention of leaving immediately after handing over the book to me, but kept looking at me, trying to say something, but looking at me unspeakably.

Seeing this, I asked him, "Uncle, thank you, what's that...... Anything else?"

He hesitated for a moment, then frowned and asked me to step aside, then asked me in a low voice, "Do you know what you did last night?"

"What did I do?"

"You're talking to yourself by yourself, muttering from twelve o'clock until the middle of the night, and I'm sitting in the row next to you, so I can hear you clearly, you seem to be talking to someone else, isn't it?"

"Yes......" I couldn't help but laugh when he said this: "Yesterday I watched the couple opposite me play cards, and I talked to them for a while, but then I fell asleep, how could I talk to them about the second half of the night......"

"Couple......" his face looked even more weird, "you said the little couple sitting across from you?"

"yes...... What's wrong?"

"They...... Hey, it's nothing......" seemed to see that he still wanted to say something to me, but somehow he didn't say anything, just grinned at me, and then waved his hand to say goodbye, and then turned around and hurried away.

I was left alone for a while, trying to figure out what was going on, but at this moment, there was a text message coming from my phone, so I didn't continue to think about it, took out my phone and looked at it hurriedly, and my hands and feet were cold:

'Lao Zhang had an accident last night, if he has been in Shanghai, come to Xinhua Hospital as soon as possible. ’。