In the next few days, Huo Wei was just like what he told Su Chong, except for going out to throw away the garbage, he was an atypical deep boudoir at other times, and his range of activities did not exceed the living room. The entertainment activities after waking up every day are also very simple, just like a mentally handicapped child, who is dedicated to lighting candles at home and playing.

He may have been on sick leave for too long and was too idle. I found all the spare candles at home and cut them, and placed a row of candle heads two or three centimeters high in the living room, roughly calculated, almost more than twenty, and then found a circle of lighters at home, and finally lit them.

He sat in front of the fire with a serious face, rubbing a small and chic lighter in his hand, looking like he was holding a cult ceremony. The candlelight danced in his eyes, and his cheeks were dyed a little warmer, but he seemed a little less approachable than usual.

After the whole row of candles burned, they rose higher than the candles, and the transparent candle tears eagerly dripped down the candle pile, rolling and dripping, and the tiles were dripping with candle oil. According to this burning method, it will not be long before the flames will drown in the candle oil.

Huo Wei sat cross-legged on the ground, supported his head and admired it for a while, and then stretched out two index fingers and knocked on the candles on the left and right, starting with the candles he touched, the candles at both ends were like contagion, and they quickly fell down one by one.

As if his fingers were not afraid of being hot, he lit them above the candle in turn, and before his fingers touched the flame, the flame actively retracted as if it were hidden, and gradually turned into a spark on the wick of the candle.

As soon as the finger was removed, the spark burst into flames, and the candle came back to life and burned violently.

He tossed the candles back and forth until he heard the sound of a weeder coming from a distance.

He pinched the air, and the twenty-eight flames went out with a "poof".

The row of grass in his house had been repaired, the sound of the weeding machine was coming from the previous building, and only one or two workers were left in front of his house shaping the bushes.

The greening of the community has done a good job, and the workers have cut the head of the tree until now. He moved a bench and sat on the balcony, watching the workers work like a foreman.

Although he didn't want the association to interfere, he still believed Su Chong's words. Su Chong, sometimes because of his status as a mind reader, treats people almost unprincipledly, but after all, he is used as a lie detector on the eleventh floor, dealing with all kinds of liars all day long, big and small, and he is well-informed under the exercise of the day after tomorrow, and his vigilance is unexpectedly a little higher than ordinary people.

Huo Wei's gaze stopped on the two workers today for a while, and sure enough, the neurosis that Su Chong said came again.

The man covered his face, carried a dusty cloth bag on his body, and a pair of liberation shoes on his feet, was about 1.7 meters tall by sight, with thin slit eyes, and was trimming the bushes of the green belt with his head down. During the work, there was no sneaky staring at his house clearly, but this is the third day, and there are a few trees in the green belt that can withstand such a cut.

He wasn't stupid either, he got up and moved the stool back, changed his shoes and went out.

There was a convenience supermarket at the front door of the community, and he was afraid that people would not notice him, so he slowly shook it over, carefully bought a pack of cigarettes, and came out of the convenience store, but he was not in a hurry to smoke, standing on the side of the road and reading the smoking cessation slogan word by word.

He read the three-line slogan with relish, and glanced around "inadvertently", in the grass behind the guardrail of the community, I don't know when there was one more person, and the brim of the hat was pressed very low, this was the first time Huo Wei looked at him, this short man seemed to be very weak-hearted, and his back was very obscene. Huo Yu looked at him, and felt that he looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

When did you see it, Huo Wei skillfully unpacked it with two or three movements, took out a cigarette, bit it in his mouth, thought for a moment, and walked down from the sidewalk to stop the car.

The driver looked at him in the rearview mirror and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Huo Wei took the cigarette out of his mouth: "Volunteer Association." ”

The Volunteer Association's building is a landmark in Matsushi, and this landmark has stood for a long time, lasting more than 30 years in the center of the city.

In the past, it was indeed able to bear this honor, but now it is all about being cheeky. Especially after the surrounding 180-storey super-tall buildings rise from the ground, this square pillar with only 14 floors is lined like a dangerous building waiting to be blasted.

Not only does the association work in a place like picking up rags to make a fortune, but the employees in it also seem to be several grades lower than those in the nearby buildings. It was already eleven o'clock when Huo Wei got out of the car, and he was walking slowly, but he was bumped into by several volunteers wearing slippers and hurriedly running to check in at the gate.

The front desk of the association was applying lipstick, and he was surprised to see him suddenly, Huo Wei quickly spit out the cigarette in his mouth when he saw this, and proved his innocence: "I didn't smoke, I bit and played." ”

The front desk sister saw that the cigarette was not even lit, so she turned around and continued to hold up her lip makeup in the mirror.

She pursed her lips at herself in the mirror, and wondered to him, "Why are you running here when you're not in the hospital?" ”

As he spoke, he swirled the lipstick back in satisfaction, and then fished out a paper basket from under his feet, and motioned for him to drop the cigarette.

He obediently threw away his cigarette, stared at the front desk's red and pink lips and frowned for a while, and asked, "Complain personally, do you have a form here?" ”

The sister at the front desk saw Huo Wei studying her lipstick, and thought that he was going to praise her new color number, but when she heard this, she held her mouth depressedly, opened a small drawer, buried her head in the messy documents for a long time, and handed him a piece of paper.

Huo Wei asked her for a pen, lay on the table and filled in the words "Chen Hailwhite" in the first column of the form.

The sister at the front desk held her cheeks on the side and watched him fill out the list distressedly.

The fact that the supervisor on the fourteenth floor was accidentally incapacitated while volunteering was known to the whole association. Now that he hadn't finished his sick leave, he came to the association to complain, and he must have been wronged by an ignorant volunteer, so he sighed and comforted him with a tone of persuasion and mourning: "The association will soon be able to help you change a new volunteer." ”

He paused and couldn't help but laugh. And then come a fart experience that doesn't? What kind of rookie training point is he here?

After filling in Chen Haibai's basic information in a few strokes, the next column is the reason for the complaint, the association intimately listed a bunch of them for him, he didn't even look at it, ticked a few options on the list, and signed his name at the end like a handover.

Finally, after checking the whole article twice, he handed the list to the front desk. The sister at the front desk carefully received the complaint form into another small drawer, and then looked at him with infinitely close to pity, and earnestly instructed: "Go back and have a good rest." ”

Huo Wei put the pen cap back, he heard a little coaxing him from this sentence, and found that although the people in the association regarded him as a delicate flower, their starting point was to take care of him.

He really didn't have any experience in how to give feedback to people about this kind of care, so he casually said, "The lipstick color is good." ”

The front desk sister's eyes lit up instantly, and she had already shouted in her heart: "Yes!" Because it's strawberry candy colored! ”

Huo Wei didn't expect her to react so much, and he worded in her encouraging eyes for a long time: "Just ...... It's pretty red. ”

The front desk snorted "what a bullshit straight man" and drove him away.

Huo Wei didn't think this evaluation was derogatory, he waved at her carelessly, and walked out of the gate of the association, the sky was high, he didn't bother to change his clothes when he went out, and now he was blown by the autumn wind, and the cool air went straight into the human flesh.

It's almost time to eat, and the subway station definitely can't go. There was no taxi to be found on the road, so he called a car on his mobile phone, and the driver waited for the traffic lights outside the two intersections. This is near the association, he is afraid of meeting acquaintances, he doesn't even dare to tremble, he stands in the tuyere with a straight face, and his scalp is about to be blown apart by the wind.

Seven minutes later, the driver finally received Huo Wei, who had frozen into quail, and looked at his depressed appearance, and silently turned on the warm air.

Huo Wei exhaled and rubbed his hands, feeling that he was alive again.

Solve a Chen Hailwhite, and there is still a pervert in the community.

Of course, Chen Haibai and perverts are not the same, but he estimates that the degree of brain disease between the two is indistinguishable.

The garden worker would follow him to the door of the community, which he expected, but Chen Feibai's action pattern is really elusive, he is afraid that she will have a hot brain, and inexplicably come to his house to visit him, and then be targeted by the pervert downstairs, what will happen next, he doesn't dare to think about the consequences.

Judging from Su Chong's personal experience, although the association's complaint is just a small piece of broken paper, the lethality brought by it cannot be underestimated, and Chen Haibai is equivalent to being sacrificed to heaven by him.

His home was not far from the association, and the driver sent him downstairs to the unit and reminded him to bring his valuables, he said thank you and got out of the car.

When the matter is over, not only must I find a way to withdraw the complaint, but I also have to apologize to Chen Feibai in person, and then ...... There is also the issue of compensation.

According to the principle of giving what is lacking, he thought about it and gave her a few resumes.

But thinking of her ability, he hesitated for a moment and changed his thinking: if she really can't find something to do for her, she will take one more of her when she is paddling on the fourteenth floor in the future. As for how to get to the fourteenth floor, Huo Wei suddenly had a headache, her resume was really eye-catching.

There were so many things on his mind that he didn't know how he got to the door, but as soon as he reached the staircase, he saw the milk crate that was slightly open on the wall.

He cautiously looked left and right in the hallway, and as usual, there was silence all around, a silence that gave him a sense of security peculiar to urban life.

After making sure that no one was there, he took two steps up the steps, opened the milk crate and tentatively touched it, and when he touched a cold metal object, he breathed a sigh of relief and took the key and opened the door.

As soon as he entered the house, he suddenly felt an indescribable subtlety in the house.

However, he slept in the hospital for half a month, and everything was delicate.

He didn't think much about it, he went to the kitchen to buy rice first, there was nothing but rice at home, he made some tea and drank it for lunch, and then called Su Chong over to make dinner in the evening.

When he pressed the power on the rice cooker, he looked around, wondering if it was because of his nervousness during this time - the kitchen looked a little strange, as if there was an empty piece somewhere.

He couldn't say exactly where it was empty, maybe he took it for him when Su Chong was cleaning last time.

The water for making tea was already boiling on the stove, Huo Wei took advantage of this time to go to the bathroom to wash his face, and poured cold water on his face, and he shivered. In the empty house, only the sound of boiling water can be heard.

He finally realized what the subtlety he had felt when he first entered the door, the sound of the lawn mower in his ears drifted so far away that it was a little unreal, as if the faint roar was just his hallucination.

The sound of the kitchen kettle was quiet, and it was estimated that it was about to boil, so Huo Wei pulled down the towel next to him and wiped a handful of water.

Suddenly, the shower curtain behind him moved slightly, and a foot in liberation shoes stepped on the ground through the plastic curtain.

Huo Wei froze, and he saw in disbelief in the mirror that a man in a sunhat pulled back the curtain and stepped out of the bathtub without hurrying.

And the other party stood up straight the moment he saw Huo Wei, took a few steps forward, tore off the cover on his face, and silently looked at Huo Wei in the mirror, he was indeed a tall young man in the mirror, and he looked even a few years younger than Huo Wei.

He wasn't slitted either, Huo Wei looked at that face: "Gan-"

Before he finished speaking, the other party knew that he recognized him, and the corners of his mouth lifted a little with satisfaction, and he smiled at Huo Wei's familiar appearance. Then this familiar smile turned into a smug smile in the next moment, and the other party raised the bamboo and wood cutting board in his hand high, aimed at the back of Huo Wei's head and smashed it viciously.

A piercing scream erupted from the spout of the kitchen kettle.