For a graduated college student who has no goal to achieve, life is only confusion, pain, then numbness, and then aging. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info look back and see what I did, and I can't remember anything.

Although I understand this truth, I still survived in the boring real life. Until that night, my life was restarted with the light of life, a fateful journey with a heavy price and mission.

It's been more than a year since I graduated from college, and I'm living like a wreck, because I'm in a dispensable job. I'm a stockbroker, I don't have to go to work, I make money as long as I have clients. I relied on a few relatives and friends who were rich and liked to speculate in stocks, and I was able to live well, but I didn't starve to death, and I couldn't support much.

I get up at nine o'clock every morning, look at the market, and then wait for the market to open, although practitioners can not speculate in stocks, this is clearly stipulated, but these plain texts are basically wasted, which securities workers do not speculate in stocks? The whole country can be counted on ten fingers.

Then the market closed at 3 p.m., and after the resumption, my day's work was basically over. And most of the time at home. I live a very free life in the eyes of others, and I believe that many people envy my work.

Feibao is a big customer of mine, and it is also a good brother of mine who grew up playing together. He is the second generation of demolition. Hee-hee! Compared with those rich second generations, official second generations, red second generations, etc., he is nothing. But to be able to bear the 'good name' of the 'second generation', he still has the most basic necessary condition, which is money.

Feibao's village was requisitioned and demolished a few years ago, and he was the person with the most houses and land in their village. Here is a brief list of his property, there are five village houses, and each of them has a single floor of more than 100 square meters, basically more than five floors. Twenty acres of cultivated land. There are two hills. The local tyrant known to outsiders is a person like him.

As soon as the government levied this, he sat on the throne of the second generation so easily, and held one or two hundred million in his hand. His parents are not fasting, they take one or two hundred million yuan to invest in real estate and some other businesses, and now their family has money every day when they lie down. So Fei Bao carries his laptop every Monday to Friday and comes to my house at 9 o'clock in the morning, why is it? Let's speculate on stocks together!

Today, as usual, he knocked on my door at nine o'clock sharp. I had just gotten out of bed and stumbled down the stairs to open the door. I saw him carrying a bag containing a laptop as usual, and breakfast and drinks in his hands.

Fat Bao is not fat, on the contrary, he is full of muscles, tall and strong. Fat Bao is the "affectionate name" that Ah Ming and I have for him, and if there is a third person who calls him Fat Bao, he may just go over and beat that person to death. When he was a child, he fought in groups, many times because someone called him Fat Bao. (The local tyrant is a little fierce, not a joke)

The reason for the name Fat Bao really has a history, I remember when I was in elementary school, Fat Bao was very fat, with a round face, and I thought he was very cute when I saw the graduation photo of primary school. He was not as tall as he is now, with a round belly and a round face, and his hands and feet were as thick as a ball.

When he was in elementary school, Fei Bao once liked a girl named Ah Hong, and later he actually confessed to Ah Hong. (I wanted to fall in love in elementary school, I didn't think about it at that time) It was a little girl who had short hair, delicate and had a healthy complexion, and a healthy complexion was a very connotative description of a girl, in fact, it was said that the girl had darker skin.

The girl's complexion wasn't particularly dark, to put it in popular parlance, bronzed. Although Ah Hong is a girl, she is very active and sometimes fights with boys. Later, I found out that Fat Bao just likes this kind of hot girl.

At that time, Ah Hong directly refused, saying that Fat Bao was too fat, and she hated fat people. This hit him hard, and finally he decided to lose weight, and vowed that he would never let others call him fat again, and he would not be able to add a fat or fat word, and whoever called him like this would be beaten to death. He probably ate lettuce when he swore it, so Armin and I have survived to this day.

After he went to junior high school, he exercised every day, and finally refined the fat of his body into muscles, and I have to admire him.

Group fights in junior high school are the most frequent, because "menopause" is coming! Junior high school is the most energetic and energetic age in life where rebellion against relatives and dissatisfaction with reality are concentrated. At that time, Fat Bao's muscles didn't know how many times they had saved me and Amin.

"Bought your breakfast." Fei Bao said and walked into the house with me, "It's rice rolls." ”

"Oh!" I answered and went straight to the toilet to brush my teeth and wash my face.

Fei Bao walked directly into the hall on the first floor of my house, turned on the computer and watched the news. Before the market opened, he liked to watch the news, but this stinky boy didn't watch the financial news related to stocks, but the semi-yellow news of what girls were gone, female celebrities**, etc.

When I came out of the wash, I saw him eating cheong fun and looking at the computer, so I said, "You're watching yellow news again?" Tell you, you can watch it now, not when my mom comes back. ”

"Look at your sister's yellow press!" Fei Bao said, "Brother is a serious person. ”

I strangely leaned my head in front of Fat Bao's computer and said to myself, "Where can you be serious about you stupid hi." ”

I looked over, and the screen really didn't show the semi-yellow news he usually reads, and I subconsciously searched around the screen, "I don't believe you're a serious person." I suddenly saw a shrunken browser window in the lower right corner, although I couldn't see the content, but I could see the title, I smiled coldly, and read the title: "**'s sixty-four postures, Brother Fat Bao, don't tell me this is the martial arts cheats in Jin Yong's novel." Do you think I didn't see it when you shrunk it? ”

Fat Bao smiled and said, "You are wrong, this is an article, not news." ”

"Still making excuses for myself. Everyone is an adult, what's taboo about these things! I'm telling you not to watch it when my mom comes back. What are you doing so shimmering! ”

"How can I shrink, my brother has always done things above board. The sixty-four postures of the ** of the martial arts cheats are what I saw just now. And I'm looking at this now. He said and pointed to the big headline on the screen, which read: Baiyun Mountain is haunted. There is also a subheading below - Someone stole into Baiyun Mountain last night and encountered a female ghost in red, and as a result, he fell a few times and went to the hospital.

There is also a photograph in the middle of the article, which is very blurry because it was taken at night and the range of the flash is limited. The photograph is pitch black all around, with only a slight outline around it, and trees are vaguely visible, and a reddish figure stands on the second floor of an old building, looking at the camera through the window.

The figure is also only visible in the outline, much like a person's upper body, and there is something black hanging down on the head, this silhouette is a bit similar to the female ghost in red in a horror movie, and it is easy to think that it is hair.

"There are ghosts in Baiyun Mountain!" Fei Bao said.

"What the hell is a woman, this kind of news is often spread. It may be that no one has been playing in Baiyun Mountain recently, and tickets can't be sold, so a few extras are invited to pretend to be ghosts and tourists, and then use the power of the media to publicize it. This kind of hype is better than paying for it in the media. Or maybe that silly photo of some tourists hanging nearby and forgetting to take their clothes. If you think about the sudden appearance of a red dress that often appears in horror movies on a night in the mountains, and then a few branches and sticks of wood hanging down, it will definitely make people think about it and scare a lot of people. ”

"It's not as good as us ......"

"Don't!" Before Fat Bao could finish speaking, I interrupted him.

"I'm not done yet, do you know what I'm going to say?"

"It's too easy to guess what you pig's head has in your head. Don't you just want to go there at night and see if there are any ghosts? ”

"Oops! Sure enough, it is the one who knows me! Fat Bao smiled and said, "Then it's decided." ”

"Didn't you hear me? I said no? ”

"Are you afraid of ghosts?" Fat Bao smiled gloomily, and the feeling was that he thought he had seen through my mind.

"Brother Ke has received a higher education, has been trained by the great Communist Party to become a materialist, has no faith, does not believe in ghosts and gods!"

"Ahh What a coincidence! I'm also a staunch materialist, so I'm going to find out what kind of ghost this guy is. It's not his fault that he's ugly, but it's his fault that he's scary when he comes out, you're right! ”

"I've got something to do at night!"

"Your boss, what can an idler like you do at night!"

"I ......," he said, and I don't really have much to do at night, either playing computer games or looking at stocks, or going out for drinks with Fat Baby.

"Right! I'm right! Fat Bao said with a grin.

"Whatever you want!" I looked at the stock market as it was ready to open.

"Then call Ah Ming by the way! Today, Friday, he doesn't have to go to work tomorrow. We'll go tonight. I'll pick you up by car. ”

"Armin is timid, so don't call him. And he won't go. ”

"I have a way to get him to compromise!" Fat Bao smiled evilly.

"Don't mess around!" I said, "If you move him, I'll kill you with a knife!" ”

"If you cut me, Armin will also cut you with a knife!" Fei Bao said.

We both looked at each other and laughed a few times. This is the unique way of communication between our brothers, who talk about knives and guns at every turn. But everything stops at the level of talking.

Fat Bao smoked after breakfast. My house is a non-smoking area, I don't smoke, and my mother hates smoking the most, and when she comes back from work, she will scold me for smoking secretly when she smells the slightest smell of smoke at home.

Fei Bao knew about this, but he was just cheap, and he repeatedly said that he would not change. This time, I just blasted him to the balcony and let him suck enough outside before letting him in.