Chapter 2: The Vanishing Existence (2)

"Passengers are about to arrive at the terminal station of this train, Danyang Station, and the specific time to arrive at Danyang Station is 12 o'clock."

"Passengers are about to arrive at the terminal station of this train, Danyang Station, and the specific time to arrive at Danyang Station is 12 o'clock."

Car 13.

Meng Tian sat on the folding stool opposite the sleeper, she dragged her snow cheeks with one hand, looking at the scenery galloping outside the window, she had a peugeot melon seed face, slender eyebrows, double pupils like cutting water, long eyelashes and showed that her eyes were more and more pure, long black hair like satin, and a small tear mole at the corner of her left eye.

"Meng Tian, that old man was so pitiful last night."

Talking was another short-haired girl sitting on the sleeper opposite, she looked heroic, with short brown hair just reaching her shoulders, so it was just right, with Qi bangs higher than her eyebrows, handsome and neat but sweet, very cute. In particular, the pair of eyes are more like the brightest stars in the night sky, blinking and blinking, extremely smart, with the faint eyebrows, and the small mouth is as cute as an elf.

"Well, the old man not only has not very good eyes, but also only has one arm, he looks like he is over eighty, and I don't know if he is okay now."

Meng Tian's little face suddenly puffed up, her cherry mouth pursed slightly, and the short-haired girl sitting on the sleeper comforted her:

"It's okay, Meng Tian, you have done your best, and you have also helped the old man buy some food, so," she walked over and suddenly pinched Meng Tian's pretty face with both hands, her eyes showed a sense of happiness, and she smiled happily:

"If you drum again, it will be a bun face!"

At this time, an uncle in the shop smiled heartily and said: "The little girl has already done her best, and I know what happened yesterday, you little girl has a good heart and a good person!" With that, he held out his thumb.

When Meng Tian heard this, a layer of red veil appeared on his fair face, spit out his small tongue, and said embarrassedly: "Uncle, don't tease me, I'm also a helper." ”

"That's right, I don't blame you, it's hard to get a ticket without an ID card on the train now, the uncle doesn't have anything on him, it's already very good that you helped him make up a ticket, don't worry."

Meng Tian didn't answer, she was also a little strange, at the end of last night, she helped Feng Chen make up a ticket, and she didn't know the name of the old man, and she didn't even receive a thank you.

Maybe he was really pitiful, Meng Tian comforted herself in her heart, and then she showed a sunny smile, patted the short-haired girl and continued to play with her hands.

"I'm about to arrive in Danjiang City, pack up your things, Luo Luo."

"Hmm." The short-haired girl replied obediently, and the two began to pack their things, not only them, but also the people on the whole train began to pack their things, and these people from all over the world left their homes and gathered on this small train, and after just two days of getting along, they separated again and embarked on their respective journeys.

"The front is about to enter Danjiang Station, this train starts from Ping'an City, passes through 23 stations, and goes through ......"

At this time, Feng Chen did not sit on the seat that Meng Tian bought for himself, but walked to the head of the carriage where the seat ticket was located, and continued to sit between the two carriages.

On the contrary, the conductor Liu Qi asked Feng Chen two or three times if he needed help, but Feng Chen refused, and Liu Qi didn't say anything anymore, after all, there were many old people on this train, everyone was the same, and there were hundreds of people in each carriage, and he was too busy, so he told Feng Chen to find him as soon as possible if there was anything.

"It's unlucky!" When a young man dressed as a white-collar worker in a suit came to smoke, he saw a dirty old thing squatting there, his face disgusted, and he muttered.

"How can a beggar come up on the train, really." The people around also echoed, but most of them didn't speak, just looked at Feng Chen, but the disgust in their eyes lingered.

I don't say it with my mouth, but I know it in my heart.

The train slowly came to a stop, and finally came to a slow stop.

Noisy, noisy, crowded, mixed with people, this is the portrayal of every city railway station.

Feng Chen groped for the last one to get off the train, refused the conductor's kindness to help, and walked outside with staggering steps, facing this peaceful sentient being, his heart was like a pool of ancient water, but suddenly separated from the world.

"It seems that existence has really disappeared, I used to live this kind of life with what happened, where to live, unwilling to be bound, but my heart is always full of the pressure of this society, and now it is good, I can finally let go, there is no dust in this world, there is no longer a dust seal that has been on the road of evolution, and now, there is only one wanderer to seal the dust."

"After all, I still have a lot of places to go, while I still have time to walk more, when the balance in my body is broken that day, I can also go to another world to accompany them."

Feng Chen pretended to be relieved, smiled freely, his mentality changed, and the angle of seeing things changed, just like the current he didn't like places like the train station, because he liked to be quiet, but after losing his eyes, he was a little adapted to such an environment, and felt that this kind of life was not bad.

Danjiang City, not weaker than the top city of Ping'an City, is located on the southeast coast, is a brilliant and gorgeous city, the first five-year plan of the central government started here, since the reform and opening up, is the third city open to the outside world, so the city in just a few decades like a rocket speed development, towering buildings rise from the bottom, countless multinational consortiums around the world have invested here, countless money has long been this drunken luxury city, especially the night view, is more beautiful, is listed as " One of the top 10 prosperous night cities in the country".

In the same way, everyone who enjoys life in this city has their own worries.

Meng Guoping is like this, as the mayor of Danjiang City, there is a recent incident that makes him unable to eat day and night, everything is a file in front of the table, and a woman who interrupted his meeting just now.

There are three types of secret documents in China, "top secret", "confidential", and "secret", of which top secret is the most important.

And now, Meng Guoping has such a document on his desk that reads "Top Secret, Document No. 3, No. 000124", he has been in a high position for a long time, he knows how important this document is, in other words, his current position cannot withstand the weight of this document.

After a long time, he exhaled heavily and said slowly: "I know, now how can I cooperate with you?" ”

"At present, this plan is only in the formulation stage, and our only request is to hope that Mayor Meng will cooperate and give us the green light in Danjiang City." A cold female voice rang out.

"Yes."

After a while, Meng Guoping turned his head, only to find that the person didn't know when to go out, his face was heavy, he walked to the office drawer in front of the desk and took out an old red telephone, and then groped for a telephone line in a corner of the desk to connect it.

"Doodoo ......"

"Hello, this is the customer service number for circuit maintenance on Shenjing Road, please press 1 for circuit maintenance," and then a female voice synthesized electronically came from the phone.

"Press 2 for circuit problem inquiries,"

“……”

Ignoring these prompts, Meng Guoping took out a piece of white paper full of dense numbers, and then folded it repeatedly, and then his fingers were in the dark of the phone number button, and the female voice on the phone suddenly stopped.

Meng Guoping slowly spoke: "Help me check someone, cold dyeing." ”

There was a busy sound on the phone, Meng Guoping hung up the phone, quietly waiting for the result, it was not that he didn't believe the woman who came before, but what she revealed was really subverting her cognition, just like the incident in Ping'an City and the hostage rescue incident a few months ago.

At this time, a black phone on the desk rang sharply, Meng Guoping's eyes narrowed, and in addition to the red phone he had just taken out, there were three seated phones on his desk.

Red, white, black, three special lines.

The red one is the telephone specially used to handle daily work, the white one is the telephone number of the internal staff of the entire Danjiang City Government, and the black one is the high-level telephone of a certain department within the Central Committee of Huaxia.

With a heavy heart, Meng Guoping picked up the phone, and there was silence on the phone for a while, and then an old voice came.

"Full cooperation."

Then the phone was busy, Meng Guoping put down the phone, walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass, looked down and looked at Danjiang City, sighed, and muttered to himself.

"Danjiang City...... Danjiang City ......"

……

Liu Quan is a businessman, and he can't be said to be a real businessman, and his real estate agency is a business that sees the wind and steers, and there are too many houses sold or rented out by him in the past month, so that he is alive and well in a top consumption city like Danjiang, but he has encountered a troublesome thing in the past few days.

A special house has been pressed in his hands for more than a few months, you know, the house in his hand has never been pressed for so long, and he is worried about this matter while sitting in the office.

"Brother Liu? What are you worried about? casually earns more than 10,000 yuan a month, what else is there to worry about? It was Liu Quan's colleague who spoke, a tall and chubby man.

"Alas, you don't know, there is a house in my hands, and I am worried." Liu Quan picked up the teacup and took a sip of bitter tea.

"Although the lot of that house is a little off, the decoration is good, and the house is big enough, why doesn't anyone come?" The chubby man sat on the sofa opposite Liu Quan and asked puzzledly.

"There were a lot of people who came before, but it didn't take long for me to come back alive and dead, and I couldn't help it, I heard from the people around me that the house was a bit evil! It's like a murderous house! Liu Quan said in a low voice.

The chubby man showed a helpless and frightened expression, "Brother Liu, we are most afraid of encountering this situation in this business." ”

Murderous house, as the name suggests, such a house is enough to make people unbearable, although it is still breaking feudal superstitions, but some of the ancestors' things are not so simple, there is a young man who dared them to do this before, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, regardless of the dissuasion of the people in the line, he accepted a house like this, and moved in at night when he died.

Then, he didn't come to work for three days in a row, and when the police called the police, when the police found him, it was terrible.

The young man was cooking meat at home, cooking his own meat, and then when the police were doing it, he slowly sharpened his head with a non-sharp fruit knife, and the fat man was also present at that time, so that every time he slept during that time, the sound of the fruit knife constantly sharpening the spine at the back of his neck was in his dream.

At this time, Liu Quan's phone rang.

"Hello? Is it Aishang Real Estate Agency? I want to rent that house on Pingshui Road? "The voice was a soft female voice.