On a dry, windy autumn afternoon, dust was raised outside. There was not a single customer in the grocery store www.biquge.info pen ~ fun ~ pavilion, Xiao Wenlu sat boredly behind the cash register, with his chin in his hand, staring at the shampoo advertisements on the shelves in a daze. The shopkeeper who likes to play tricks is also here. He still has the old habit of sitting alone in the corner drinking tea, holding a local newspaper in his hand, not knowing what to read. With headphones stuffed in his ears, Xiao asked Lu to know what kind of music he was listening to.

In the midst of his whimsical thoughts, a customer entered the store wrapped in dust. Xiao Wenlu immediately stood up, with a professional smile on his face, and greeted warmly: "Welcome!" ”

The customer was a skinny young man. He ignored Xiao asking for directions, his eyes were straight, he walked straight to the freezer, and took a bottle of mineral water out. Xiao Wenlu stared at the man's back, his eyebrows gradually furrowed. He found that the shopkeeper was also hiding behind the newspaper and quietly observing the man.

The man walked to the cash register, put the mineral water on the table with a "bang", and without speaking, he looked directly at Xiao and asked for directions.

Xiao asked for directions and looked at the man warily. He noticed that the man seemed to be blind, his eyes were motionless in his sockets, and he was just looking straight ahead.

"Two pieces of five."

The man took out the money, put it on the table, picked up the water, and went out like a robot. Xiao Wenlu watched him go out with a vigilant face, and just took his eyes back, he suddenly found that there was a stack of photos on the cash register!

This stack of photos must have been dropped by the man just now. Xiao Wenlu picked up the photo, and was about to chase it out and return it to him, when his eyes inadvertently glanced at the photo, and the whole person was instantly stunned.

There is the same woman in every photo, and this woman is none other than Yang Qianqian!

In the photo, Yang Qianqian's hands and feet are tied, unkempt, and her face is full of horror, looking at the background as if she is locked in a certain room. Xiao Wenlu looked at all the photos in a hurry, and found that the background light and brightness of each photo were different, and they should have been taken at different time periods, and I didn't know how long she had been locked up. Looking at Yang Qianqian's frightened and haggard appearance in the photo, Xiao Wenlu felt that his heart hurt as if he had been cut by a knife.

Xiao Wenlu was so anxious that he only wanted to save Yang Qianqian quickly, and he forgot to say hello to the shopkeeper, and rushed directly to the door. The shopkeeper didn't look surprised at all when he saw him suddenly running outside, let alone shouting at him, but calmly walked to the door, turned over the "temporarily closed" sign and rushed outside, paced back to the store slowly, leaned back on the chair, stretched out his legs, covered his face with the newspaper, and took a leisurely nap.

Xiao asked Lu to wake up Xiao Lili, who was sleeping on the recliner at the door: "The man who ran out just now, which direction did he go?" ”

Xiao Lili narrowed his eyes: "I didn't pay attention." ”

Xiao Wenlu stuffed the photo into Xiao Lili's hand, Xiao Lili didn't even look at it, just covered the photo with his palm and rubbed it carefully. After a few seconds, Xiao Lili pointed to the left: "That direction!" ”

Father and son chased after each other.

Xiao asked for directions and Xiao Lili's speed was extremely fast, so fast that passers-by looked sideways, thinking that they had met a 100-meter athlete trained by the national track and field team. However, they chased for a long time and still couldn't see the man's shadow, and they didn't know why he was so fast. Fortunately, Xiao Lili pinched a "tracking trick" in his left hand, and he knew which direction he was going with his eyes closed. After chasing for about half an hour, the two men actually chased to the gate of a warehouse.

It was a warehouse that had been abandoned for an unknown amount of time, with an open door rusty, peeling cement on the walls, and a lot of garbage scattered on the open space in front of the door. Next to the warehouse is a small low gatehouse, which seems to have been occupied by the original guards of the warehouse.

Xiao asked, "Inside?" ”

Xiao Lili nodded.

The two men slowly approached the door of the warehouse, which was pitch black and the intermittent moaning of a woman could be heard. Although the voice was faint, Xiao Wenlu immediately heard that it was Yang Qianqian's voice.

Xiao Wenlu forcibly suppressed the urge to rush in directly, looked down at Xiao Lili, and gave him a look. Xiao Lili nodded, walked to the door of the warehouse, and carefully observed the situation inside the warehouse. Although he couldn't see his five fingers in this, he was delicate in Xiao Lili's eyes, and he could see everything clearly, and even a mosquito could not escape his eyes.

After a glance, Xiao Lili said, "In the corner." His hands and feet were tied, his mouth was stuffed, and he was conscious. ”

"Is there an ambush?"

"There is the breath of the living, but there is no ghost."

It's people, that's much easier. The two of them immediately rushed in with confidence and boldness, found the switch on the switch, and after pulling it down, a dazzling light lit up overhead, and the light bulb "hissed" and "hissed", and the warehouse suddenly became bright.

Yang Qianqian was really tied hands and feet and lay in the corner. Days of fright, hunger and cold had exhausted her, and she didn't know how many times she had passed out. As soon as she woke up, she was dazzled to see two black shadows, one large and one small, rushing towards her, which frightened her into a daze, but she couldn't scream because her mouth was gagged, so she could only make a "whine" sound.

"Don't be afraid, it's me!" A familiar voice sounded, Yang Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and then tears burst out of her eyes. It was the voice she had dreamed of. All these days she was trapped here, she prayed silently all the time, praying that he would save her when she was in the most danger, as he did last time. Even in the most helpless and on the verge of collapse, she always had a premonition that he would definitely appear again. Now, he is really here, Yang Qianqian doesn't even dare to blink his eyes, for fear that if he blinks his eyes, he will disappear, and everything that just happened is just a dream.

Yang Qianqian's tearful and dusty appearance looked in Xiao Wenlu's eyes, which made his heart pinch fiercely. He couldn't help but open his arms and wanted to hug her into his arms, but he stopped at the moment when he was about to touch her, and instead helped her untie the rope that was tied to his body.

"Don't be afraid, we're coming." Xiao Wenlu said softly.

Yang Qianqian threw herself into Xiao Wenlu's arms and couldn't help but let out a sad voice.

Three months ago.

Yang Qianqian took the return train, with ups and downs along the way, and finally returned to the city where she lived. She pushed open the door of the house with a slumped head, and as soon as she entered, she saw Jiajia wandering around the living room in her pajamas. Yang Qianqian asked, "Why are you at home?" “

Jia Jia said: "Today weekend, I'm not at home, where else can I be?" And I should be asking you, where have you been these days? “

Yang Qianqian didn't answer, returned to her bedroom, threw herself on the bed, and fell asleep. The dreams are all about Xiao asking for directions: the warm smile in the ice cream shop, the indifference that has nothing to do with himself, and the helplessness of looking up at the starry sky. Even Xiao Lili's naïve but always stinky face kept appearing in her dreams. Even in her dreams, Xiao Lili rolled her eyes at her from time to time and sneered at her, but instead of being angry at all, she felt a subtle sense of happiness.

The next morning, when Yang Qianqian woke up from her dream, she found that her tears were wet with the pillow towel. She wiped away her tears, clenched her fists, and encouraged herself in her heart: Yang Qianqian, you and they are not people of the same world at all, completely forget about them, and return to your normal life!

Yang Qianqian tried to clean up her mood and began to look for a job where she could make a living. She graduated from a decent university in the city a few years ago, and with her beautiful appearance and lively and lovely personality, several companies were soon interested in hiring her. Yang Qianqian deliberately chose a busy job that required frequent overtime, and she needed to use this way to forget the past and numb herself.

On that day, Yang Qianqian worked overtime until late as usual. Before leaving the office, she booked a taxi with a ride-hailing app. When she went downstairs, the driver casually made up a strange reason and jumped the order without authorization. Yang Qianqian had no choice but to use software to book a car again, probably because the company was relatively close to her home, and the driver felt that there was no profit, and there was no one to respond. Yang Qianqian waited on the side of the road for a long time, but there was not a single taxi passing by, and finally she had to give up and decided to walk home, which was not far away anyway.

Because it was late, Yang Qianqian deliberately walked along the main road to her home, but to get back to her apartment, she had to walk a secluded path. The path is bordered by a ditch on one side and a neighborhood fence on the other. The light here is dim, and if it weren't for a little light from the neighborhood next to it, you wouldn't even be able to see the road. Yang Qianqian was a little stunned, she turned on the flashlight that came with her mobile phone to illuminate the road in front of her more clearly. She wears high heels and trips easily, so she walks carefully with every step.

Just a few steps away, Yang Qianqian suddenly heard a slight "click" sound behind her, as if it was the sound of stepping on a broken branch. She was startled, but she didn't dare to turn back, let alone stop, so she had to calm herself down and speed up her steps forward.

This time, she had just taken two steps when there was another noise behind her. This time she heard it clearly, it was the sound of footsteps.

The hairs on Yang Qianqian's whole body stood up, and cold sweat flowed down her forehead. She quickened her pace, praying in her heart that the person behind her was just like her, just a passer-by. Despite this, she couldn't help but think of Zhang Fang's experience, the more she thought about it, the more scared she became, the more scared she was, the more she couldn't help but think about it, and her face changed in fright.

The footsteps behind her were getting closer and closer to her, and she could hear that the pace was noticeably quickening. Yang Qianqian didn't know where she got the courage, she turned her heart sideways, gritted her teeth, mustered up the courage to turn around, raised her mobile phone and took a picture behind her!

Nobody.

The bleak white light of the flashing lights illuminated the trees on both sides of the path, and the mottled shadows on the ground changed shapes back and forth. A cool breeze blew, and the leaves made a sound of "sand" and "sand", like countless people whispering.

Yang Qianqian was stunned, but she was still suspicious in her heart. Did she mishear? Maybe that footstep was someone walking in the neighborhood behind the fence? She reluctantly comforted herself, turned around, and continued to move on.

Footsteps rang out again behind him.

This time, Yang Qianqian didn't dare to look back. All self-consolation turned out to be self-deception, there really was someone behind her! At this time, the story that her grandmother told her when she was a child came back to her mind: when walking at night, people can't turn back, because there is a light on each of the left and right shoulders of a person, and when you look back from the left, the light on your left shoulder will go out; If you look back from the right, the light on your right shoulder will go out. When both lights go out, the "thing" that follows you will pounce on you......

Yang Qianqian, who wanted to cry without tears, was staggering forward and walking briskly, but the footsteps behind her also suddenly became closer in an instant, and the sound was so close that it was as if a person was walking behind her back! Yang Qianqian's throat tightened, she didn't care about anything, and ran up with her high heels. Unexpectedly, the disaster was not a one-way street, and after running a few steps, Yang Qianqian fell. The phone flew out of the distance, and the flashlight that came with it flashed a few times and went out.

There was darkness all around.

Yang Qianqian lay on the ground and couldn't help crying. She couldn't see anything, she was crawling on the ground with her hands and feet, and suddenly she touched something in her hand, as if it were a foot! Yang Qianqian screamed and retracted her hand, sat on the ground and stepped back, but she didn't expect her back to hit a soft thing again! She had to cry "woo" and "woo" and hide to the other side. In this way, in the dark, Yang Qianqian, who was frightened and quadriplegic, crawled on the ground like a headless fly. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her head, lost consciousness directly, and fainted.

I don't know how long it took for Yang Qianqian to wake up. When she opened her eyes, she found that her hands and feet were firmly tied, and even her mouth was stuffed, and she couldn't make a sound. She looked around and saw that she was in a warehouse, and the sun was shining and well-lit outside the large rusty iron door of the warehouse, and she could even see the drink bottles and the wild grass swaying in the wind in the open space outside the door.

At the beginning, Yang Qianqian's mind was blank. Gradually, she began to feel pain all over her body, and her previous memories returned: the dim path, the sound of footsteps behind her, the sharp pain in her head...... Everything in front of her told her plainly: she had been kidnapped!

Yang Qianqian began to desperately think about who she had offended, but she didn't have a clue when she thought about it. Zhang Fang's experience reappeared in her mind, which intensified her fear.

Suddenly, a small sound sounded beside Yang Qianqian, which sounded like the sound of the soles of her shoes rubbing against the ground. Immediately after, a dark shadow suddenly appeared next to her!

Yang Qianqian let out a cry of "woo" and "woo", trying to move her body, wanting to stay away from the black shadow.

Unexpectedly, the cloth stuffed in her mouth was violently ripped off. Then, the shadow picked up a bottle of water, and without saying a word, he shoved the mouth of the bottle into her mouth and forcibly fed her water.

"Ahem......" Yang Qianqian was choked and coughed, but the cold water entered her mouth, moisturizing her chapped lips and throat, which still made her feel a lot more comfortable.

As soon as Yang Qianqian took a few sips, the black shadow took the water bottle away and gagged her mouth again. Then the shadow stood straight beside her, its face facing the door of the warehouse, like a statue, neither speaking nor moving.

Suddenly, in the empty warehouse, a voice that was neither male nor female, not much older, neither tall nor low, nor slow sounded: "Little girl, do you want to know why you are here?" ”

It was obviously not the dark shadow next to him who was speaking, because the voice seemed to come from all directions at the same time, reverberating back and forth on every wall and corner of the warehouse.

Of course, Yang Qianqian had no way to answer. And even if she didn't have anything in her mouth at the moment, she would be so scared that she couldn't speak.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know now, because sooner or later you'll know. I want you to remember that your life is not in your own hands. Life is a play, and you are both an actor and an audience. On stage, you can only perform according to the script, and you can't change the script; You can only appreciate it in the audience, and you can't go back to the sky. Do you understand? ”

Yang Qianqian was confused.

"It's okay to understand, it's okay not to understand. Please keep putting on the show and keep watching! ”

The voice faded away. Yang Qianqian sat there stiffly, watching the sky outside slowly darken, and unconsciously fell asleep again.