Ling Tian cursed in a low voice, got up and opened the door.

"Whoa." The sound sounded, the roller shutter door opened, and there was no one in the dimly lit street.

A bored child or a drunken youth, Ling Tian was thinking about it, when he suddenly saw a piece of red paper under his feet, and a few big words were gilded on it: Invitation.

Curiously picked it up and looked at it, his face changed for a while, and finally it was pitch black.

This is a wedding invitation, and he is the one who invited him.

It's just that the signature made him unable to have a trace of joy.

Groom Huang Xiaolong, bride Shirley.

"Damn, what's the matter with me, why are you inviting me?"

He really couldn't figure it out, he and this Huang Xiaolong had only met once, could it be because he said the truth that he liked women?

Looking at the time, it turned out to be 12:08 tonight.

This is a very common time for weddings, but it is usually at noon.

After thinking for a while, Ling Tian planned to sleep well and put this matter aside. It's easy to live a quiet life, and he doesn't feel like he needs to find passion, especially if the other party is not his client.

Throwing away the invitation, he closed the door and went to sleep.

After tossing and turning in bed for an hour, he still sat up helplessly.

There is no way, people are too kind, I really can't see a young man fall into gentleness and can't extricate himself.

Well, in fact, he was just curious, and besides, the invitation said that he would not accept gifts.

sighed at his kindness, and went directly to the address on the invitation.

He is no stranger to the place where the wedding was held, and during this time, the boring water army on the Internet has already investigated it clearly.

404, Building 4, Ping'an Community.

Yes, the wedding took place at Shirley's home.

The Ping'an community was built more than 10 years ago, and after so many years, there have been no cases of accidental deaths, and the same is true for room 404.

The owner of the house was a woman named Shirley, but she did not die in her home.

Instead, she died in a car accident 4 years ago, when she took her grandmother out to play and met a truck driver who was fatigued driving, and she and her grandmother were killed on the spot when they were hit by a large truck.

This incident was used as a negative teaching material at the time, and it was also broadcast on a traffic safety program.

At 11:50 p.m., Ling Tian came to Ping'an Community.

The old neighborhood retains the characteristic architectural layout of the time, and soon finds the entrance to Building 4.

At the elevator entrance, there were already people waiting for the elevator, and before Ling Tian could reach it, the elevator slowly opened the door with a clanging sound.

"Wait."

Ling Tian quickened his pace and nodded in a friendly way to the person who pressed the turn button.

It was a fat man, with a height of 160 and a weight of no less than 250 pounds, eating bread in his mouth, he didn't mean to pay attention to Ling Tian's nod, and directly pressed the button to the 8th floor.

As if he didn't like others watching him eat, the fat man leaned sideways and faced Ling Tian with his broad back.

Fat man, bread, Ling Tian felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it all of a sudden, and stretched out his hand to press the elevator, but the fat man's figure perfectly blocked the elevator buttons.

After trying a few times, Ling Tian had to say embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, please let me, I'll press the elevator." ”

"A few floors." The fat man opened his mouth vaguely.

"Fourth floor, thank you."

"Fourth floor."

The fat man repeated, but instead of pressing the button, he slowly walked to the corner away from the button facing the wall.

Through the reflective wall in the elevator, Ling Tian could see that the fat man was eating much faster, and his mouth was shaking while eating, constantly repeating the words of the fourth floor.

Kook.

Ling Tian made a comment to the fat man in his heart, and reached out and pressed the button on the fourth floor.

The elevator is a few years old, the speed is very slow, and there is a squeaky grinding sound from time to time, and I don't know when it will fall.

With his back to the fat man, he silently waited for the elevator to slowly go up.

A few minutes later, there was a "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opened, and Ling Tian was about to go out, but the fat man behind him spoke.

"Don't go."

Ling Tian looked back in surprise, could it be that this fat man also knew that there was a problem on the fourth floor?

He was about to ask, but when his eyes saw the bread in the fat man's hand, he was stunned.

When I got into the elevator, I saw that there was only a little bread left in the fat man's hand, and the fat man was still eating, but now the bread didn't seem to be decreasing.

Thinking of the fat man's worries, Ling Tian's heart flashed, and he suddenly remembered why he had a familiar feeling for this fat man.

I still remember that Huang Xiaolong's post once mentioned a fat man who ate bread and died inexplicably not long after meeting him in the elevator. Will it be this fat man?

Looking the fat man up and down, the fat man hurriedly turned around as if he was afraid, facing the corner of the elevator motionless, but the movements in his mouth and hands were much faster.

It's as if you're deliberately trying to cover something up with food.

Ling Tianzheng was strange, he suddenly remembered something, and when he looked back, he saw a lean old man behind him.

Another ghost.

Ling Tian couldn't help frowning, unlike the fat man, this ghost was too obvious, he didn't appear in the reflection of the elevator wall at all.

Seeing Ling Tian looking at him, the old man smiled and nodded, "Young man, do you want to go out?" ”

"Ahh

The elevator had been on the fourth floor for a long time, and Ling Tian hurriedly walked out of the passage that the old man had made aside.

The old man entered the elevator, but after the elevator was closed, it began to go down, and did not go to the 8th floor where the fat man pressed.

"This should be Shirley's grandfather."

Ling Tian was a little strange, whether it was the fat man or Shirley's grandfather, it seemed to be different from the other ghosts he had seen.

They seem to be still living a normal life, and they will greet people politely when they see them.

"Are they all good ghosts?"

Shaking his head with a smile, he put the strange thought aside and went straight to the door of room 404.

This is the only one on the 4th floor who has not installed an anti-theft door, and the mottled wooden door is pasted with a big blessing character upside down, because it has been too long, and the couplet on both sides is the same, the paper has been yellowed and seriously damaged.

I really don't see the slightest hint of a wedding coming.

It's normal to think about it, it's a ghost after all.

I almost got married last time, and this time I participated in someone else's wedding, and the experience in life is really amazing.

Smiling, Ling Tian reached out and knocked on the door.

Before he could exert any force, the door was pushed open, revealing the dusty living room inside.

Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, and scolded secretly in his heart, even if you are a ghost, you don't have to be so perfunctory. It's a wedding.

Just thinking about it, my eyes suddenly lit up, everything in front of me took on a new look, the room was cleaned, and there were ribbons everywhere and happy words pasted.

An old lady dressed in festive red came from the living room, and the wrinkles on her face were even more pronounced because of her smile.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't expect the guests to arrive so early, and the room hasn't had time to tidy up, and the old immortal doesn't close the door when he goes out."

"It's already clean." Ling Tian was stunned for a moment and replied with a wry smile. It's just that after being introduced into the living room by the old lady, I thought of the scene just now and didn't want to sit down: "I stand for a while, I sit every day, and my back hurts." ”