The next day's shipment went smoothly, and everyone walked from the basement. Although some people are cautious, saying that it will be haunted down there. But there was no need for me to say anything, Luo Ding just smiled and shouted: "Old buddy, it won't be as good as an offspring like us." That's where I went down yesterday. What the hell is there? ”

I didn't tell him that he did hell last night. Anyway, the ghost isn't down there anymore.

Even the fat guy followed us on this trip. Coming out of the elevator, people got into the car one by one and left, Luo Ding and I didn't have a car, just walked with others in the elevator to watch the fun.

The fat brother climbed on my shoulder, still holding a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "Bao, you have also worked hard in the past two days. I also know that Qingqing's side has wronged you. But there is no way to do it, the son of a bitch, just fancy Qingqing. Who knew he was so perverted. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let Qingqing go with him. ”

In the eyes of the fat brother, I still like Teacher Qingqing, and saying these words is nothing more than comforting me.

He continued: "Your girlfriend's side, it's not troublesome. ”

"Nope."

"That's good. Do a good job, Bao, do good things in the future, Qingqing is raised, I will give her to you in its entirety. Don't worry, she's obedient, and it will definitely not affect you and your girlfriend. Next Saturday is my big brother's birthday, and there will be a lot of people going there. When the time comes, you can come with me and get to know some people. ”

"Good. Fat man, I won't disgrace you. ”

"How so? Bao, you look so beautiful, how can you be ashamed. Come on, it's yours. ”

When he said this, he pressed a key in his hand, and a car not far away turned on the lights. The headlights were still shining on my eyes, and I was stunned for a moment! Wow! Really gave me a car! I spent thousands of dollars learning to drive, and now I finally have a car of my own.

I couldn't hide how excited I was. Even Luo Ding ran over in surprise: "Bao! Your car is gone! The fat brother stuffed the car keys into my hand and said, "Okay, go back." ”

He turned and got into the elevator and left. I looked at the key in my hand and was a little speechless with excitement. Oh my car! Some people say that for men, the car is like a woman's existence. And I'm going to be a woman for the first time now, can I not get excited?

The lights are so dazzling, so cool! I walked quickly to Luo Ding next to the car and said with a smile: "Brother, I'm sorry, I got the car first." ”

Luo Ding stood next to the car and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, generally the good ones are in the back." ”

I wondered, shouldn't he be envious, jealous and hateful at this time? I usually pay special attention to the car, why is he not excited now?

My eyes gradually got used to the lights and I was able to see the car clearly. It's a black Volkswagen, and Nima's is still an old Volkswagen. Although it was washed, it was an old car in an old car no matter how you looked at it.

Luo Ding looked at the elevator and made sure that the fat brother had gone up and there was no one else in the basement, so he said: "This car is estimated to be the one that the fat brother picked up and gave it to you when he saw that people were dealing with scrapped cars." By the next semester, he won't have scrapped the car and picked it up, so maybe he'll buy me a new one. Judging from the current situation, even if the Bumblebee is gone, at least there should be a BYD. Well, it's always better than this mass. Hehe. ”

I opened the car door, dropped the goods in, and said, "Fuck you!" Anyway, I'm richer than you now, so I'll buy it myself! "I can really afford a car with my money now, even if I can't afford a good one, I can buy one in general.

"You can't buy it for a few months, or the fat brother doesn't look good. Hey, let me get in the car! ”

"What are you sitting on? Are you afraid that the car will fall apart when you sit on this? I don't dare take you! ”

"You kid, open the door! With your driving skills, you actually don't have enough time on the road, and you can't even drive out of this parking lot without me guiding you. ”

Let's go back to school. My car was driven in from behind. Lao Chen, who was in the back, looked surprised when he drove me back, and said, "Ji Chengbao, ...... you are?"

"Lao Chen, my car will stop here. You help watch the dots. ”

"Okay, okay, do you have a certificate?"

"I'm taking the test. I think I'll be able to get my certificate next month. ”

"You should be just eighteen, and this learning to drive is too positive."

I didn't say anything to him, so I took the trade fair dormitory with me. I didn't tell anyone in the dorm about my car. Well, the car was a shame, but it was a first.

On Sunday, Tao Jing was going to her coach's side, and I wanted to see Lao Wu's son. This was the first time Tao Jing had seen the car.

I drove the car to the entrance of their community, and after reversing the car, the first thing she said when she got into the car was, "Are you sure this car won't run and the wheels will fly out on its own?" ”

"No, I've been driving for two days. It's just that the appearance is old, but it's quite accessible. ”

"So you got your driver's license?"

"The exam is over, but the certificate has not been obtained, so it should be available next month."

"What if you are stopped by the traffic police?"

"Let's run, this car is gone. It's not worth the money anyway. "That's what I thought, otherwise I wouldn't dare to drive this car to the city without getting a permit.

I drove Tao Jing to her coach, and looking at her nervous appearance sitting in the car, I think I finally know what this girl is afraid of.

After that, I went to a psychiatric hospital, which was far away from the city, in another area of the urban-rural area. A hospital that occupies the entire hill. It's really a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers, but it's all occupied by these mentally ill people.

After parking the car, I walked to the inpatient unit. smiled and showed the most beautiful smile, asked a young nurse, and she told me all about Wu Zehao's situation. I think that in my last life, I was definitely a spy in the era of the Republic of China. I have done this kind of intelligence work very well.

After helping the little nurse apply nail polish and chatting for an hour, I learned that Wu Zehao had actually been well a long time ago, but his parents refused to discharge him from the hospital. And Wu Zehao himself didn't have too much attachment to going out, so he has been living here. Psychiatric hospitals are not crowded enough to drive patients out. If he wants to live, he can live there, anyway, his dad will pay the medical bills or something.

When I found Wu Zehao, he was sitting on a bench in the patient's small garden, with a notebook in his hand, drawing there. He was dressed in the clothes of a sick man, his hair was neatly groomed, and his whole body was clean. And he has no one by his side, which is the biggest difference. If the patients in the psychiatric hospital want to come out to get some air, they will only come out if they are accompanied.

I crept over and saw his drawing. It was a sketch, or rather a pencil drawing, a very detailed pencil drawing, and some of the small parts were delicately drawn. And the way he holds the pen, the strength of the pen, and the speed at which he draws are all smooth.

I guess that's at least the level of an art student. The thought made my brow furrow. According to the information I obtained, Wu Zehao already had suicidal tendencies when he was in the third year of junior high school, and the reason was the heavy workload of schoolwork. Will a person who feels that the schoolwork is heavy enough to be solved by suicide have the time to learn to draw?

Even after he moved in, he started to learn to draw. But what is this place? Mental hospital! Can he hire a professional teacher here? Without a professional teacher, the picture drawn by a mentally ill person is ...... Van Gogh's type, abstraction.

But his paintings are realistic, very delicate and realistic. How can a person who already feels that he can leave this world still be in the mood to observe the beautiful things in the world so carefully and draw them with a little practice?

I leaned down from behind him, propped myself up on the back of a wooden chair, and said, "That's a great drawing." What is your name? ”

He turned his head to look at me, and his facial features could still see Lao Wu's appearance. It's quite handsome, it is estimated that when Lao Wu was young, he was also quite handsome.

He didn't speak, but kept his head down and continued to draw. I said, "Who did you learn to draw from?" ”

He still didn't speak.

"You don't look like a patient here, do you? You should be able to be discharged from the hospital. ”

He still didn't speak. Instead, I closed the notebook.,It seems that I think I'm noisy.,Ready to leave.。 Seeing that he got up and was about to leave, I was very anxious, I wouldn't just return in vain. I yelled at his back, "Hey! I know you're not Wu Zehao! ”

His steps froze. My heart shook too, and his performance clearly told me that I guessed right! I had this thought in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it easily, and I was in a hurry to blurt it out when I saw him leaving.

Wu Zehao's various backgrounds and life experiences show that he cannot be a person who can draw. And who will be the person who has Wu Zehao's name written on the clothes but is painting?

If it were someone else, I wouldn't dare to make such a bullish speculation, just because he was Lao Wu's son so I shouted this sentence.

After Wu Zehao's death, with Old Wu's ability to manipulate corpses and ghosts, he could completely let Wu Zehao's corpse enter a new soul. As long as there is a coincidence at that time, it is not difficult to attract the soul into the body like this. The basic principle, I will too, the biggest difficulty in accomplishing this, is chance. If Lao Wu was so coincidental and had a good chance at that time, then Wu Zehao, who should have died in front of him, would still have a chance to survive in another way.

I bet my assumption was correct, so I uttered the phrase "Hey! I know you're not Wu Zehao! ”