It was already 9 p.m.

I felt a little hairy in my heart, and I continued to scramble to deal with the accumulated online messages from players, while constantly looking at my watch.

According to legend, the Shanghai subway is a line full of weirdness. This includes the ornate route shape that resembles a two-headed fire-breathing dragon, as well as the incredible legends that circulate among office workers who take the subway every day.

One of them is about the last subway of Metro Line 2 every night. It is said that at 10:55 a.m., the last train of the No. 2 subway is not allowed to sit on people, because the last car is not for people to sit on......

I've always scoffed at this kind of urban supernatural legend made up without knowing who eats too much, and I even have a 120,000 disdain for the little girls who believe in these gods and ghosts.

But--to-day I can't help but keep thinking about this somewhat weird legend, I wouldn't be like that on a normal day, but, but, -- but who made me just fall victim to an inexplicable ghost today.

At half past ten in the evening, all the work was done, oh also! Safe base!!

I packed up my desk and headed for the penultimate subway.

"Well, come and help me write today's work summary report, I have to leave beforehand." The sound of a thunderbolt ringing in my ears on a sunny day. When I looked up, it was our customer service team leader, a middle-aged lewd man, who was texting a lot.

I know,This guy took advantage of his power,Most likely hooked up with an ignorant girl who admired Master G.,Last time I checked the number of jù loopholes in the company,There are a number of unknown operations in his operation records.,But it's the brother-in-law of a leader of the company.,Who can say more......

My uncle glared at me impatiently: "Look at Mao! Today you have been absent from work for half a day without reason, and I haven't looked for you yet, so hurry up and write a summary, and talk to me tomorrow about your absenteeism today. ”

I $#@$^.

Finally, by the time I hurried to finish the damn summary, it was already 10:50.

I rushed to the subway station like crazy, and the last subway was slowly driving into the platform......

It's a very ordinary subway.

I commute to work from here every day, and I am surrounded by other office workers like me in the subway, which is not too cramped but definitely not spacious. Including the carriage and the seats, they are all familiar to me. The pale blue seats, the billboards hanging from the armrests, and the lights that were bright and dim at that time.

Ga!

Lights that are always on and off?

How can the lights of the subway cars be bright and dark from time to time! This...... This is clearly a precursor to the ghosts in those ghost movies that have been played no longer bad!

I stood in front of the carriage in a daze, and the lights still flickered on and off, as if their eyes were flashing at me mockingly.

"Di-drip-" The bell rang as the subway closed late.

I finally closed my eyes and jumped into the carriage one step at a time.

No matter! No matter what!! Isn't it the so-called haunted legend? Brother, I've even experienced being ghosted today, what are you afraid of!!

I howled in my heart with all my might, with might.

Then I involuntarily looked timidly at the last carriage in the distance, and I couldn't really see it in the flickering lights.

It's okay, it's a big deal that I don't go to the last section. I comforted myself.

The subway slowly drove out from Pudong to Puxi.

Shanghai Metro Line 2 is distributed in the Pudong section in this way, from Puxi to Pudong, the direction of the opening to the Longyang Road subway station is underground, that is, the subway in the traditional sense, and after the Longyang Road subway station, it will be transferred to the ground on the elevated light rail, until the end of Yulan Road. And the subway I'm on tonight is heading towards Puxi.

"Longyang Road subway station has arrived, passengers who get off the train, please get off the train ......" The voice report station monotonously repeats the station name. I crossed my shoulders and stared out the window.

Hurry home, get home quickly. Hurry home.

This is what I think about, and even though my eyes are looking out the window, I don't know what I'm looking at. I tried not to let myself think about the supernatural legend about the last subway train, let alone the half-hour ghost experience in the afternoon when I lost my memory.

I don't know when it started to get dark outside.

I must have entered the tunnel, and I looked out the window for a while, but I couldn't see anything outside the dark window, only my own reflection in the flickering light, and the reflection on the window glass was extremely dull.

I withdrew my eyes, turned my head and began to look at the carriage.

This carriage is probably the No. 3 or No. 4 carriage, located in the middle of the whole car, and there are five or six office workers who are also returning from the night shift in the carriage, and it seems that they are also colleagues working overtime in the microelectronics port. It may be that it is close to midnight, and everyone is more sleepy, and they are all half leaning against the window and napping.

I felt a little bored, so I took out my phone and prepared to go to the end of the world to see the gossip and kill time.

- More importantly, I was trying not to think about the sixth and last carriages, which were separated by two or three carriages.

The mobile phone shows that it is not in the service area, damn it, breaking Unicom is signal garbage, and entering a subway tunnel will give you a signal cut.

I yawned and put my phone back in my pocket.

It's a little weird, there seems to be something wrong with the phone just now. I wondered, what's wrong?

Suddenly, I felt like I was being splashed on my back with a bucket of cold water, and I felt a chill on my body! I quickly pulled out my phone and stared at the screen.

Mobile phone time display: 22:55.

I wanted to scream sadly: "Big brothers, don't play with me like this~~~"

I was clearly anxious, I rushed out of the company at 22:50, just in time for the last subway at 22:55, from Zhangjiang to the present, how can there be an hour and a half and 20 minutes, but how can the mobile phone show that it is still 22:55?

Is my phone broken?

Trying to comfort myself from imagining more inexplicable things in my already messy brain like a pot of boiling porridge, I looked up, ready to ask another passenger about the time.

I don't know when it started, the carriage was empty.

I was the only one sitting in the empty carriage, watching the flickering lights and the dark silence outside the window.

I struggled to move my body and straighten up, but I found that my feet were numb and I couldn't even stand up.

"The wind stops the snow."

A voice that is absent.

It was from afar, from the sixth carriage in the distance!

I didn't hear, I didn't hear, I didn't hear, I didn't hear, I didn't hear.

I desperately told myself that this was an auditory hallucination, this was not a zài, and this was my own suspicion of a dark ghost.

"The wind stops the snow."

The voice was a little louder again.

I continued to pretend to be deaf and dumb, holding my heart that was about to burst out of my throat, silently thinking that the soldiers were arrayed in front of me. - I can't help it, I've never believed in the so-called ghosts and gods, and the only so-called exorcism method with a concept is to read the half-hung exorcism Sanskrit in the comic "Peacock King".

I don't know when, all the sounds were gone, including the sound of the railroad tracks crashing that had been there all the time.

Suddenly there was a dead silence.

It's a dead silence. It felt like the darkest and deepest nightmare, plunged into infinite darkness, with no light or sound, only an endless darkness.

My hands and feet were cold, and I didn't know where I was.

"The wind stops the snow!"

A terrible voice exploded in my ears!!

With this utterly non-human scream, my consciousness began to blur again.

No, do you have to come twice a day...... I groaned.