Sunset, dusk take away the tiredness of the day.

A pickup truck is driving on a country road, which is not smooth, and under the roar of the engine, the pickup truck is constantly shaking, enjoying the bumps and fatigue.

"Damn, why are we suffering from this?"

In the co-pilot, a woman complained,

"I'm supposed to go skiing this weekend, I've bought all my tickets, this season is the best time to ski, there aren't many holidays like this..."

"Shut up, Meg."

The man in the driver's seat said unfast,

"I've told you 10,000 times on the way here, John is leaving, and our friends, no matter what, are going to give it away."

The man was dressed in a fisherman's suit, and there were a lot of fishing tackle in the pickup truck's car, whether it was clothing and equipment, or the sunburn marks on his face and hands, all of which proved one thing - he was obviously an experienced old fisherman.

Their destination was a wooden house by the lake.

The baby fish in the lake are very delicious and extraordinarily large.

Men don't come here to fish very often, but each time they come back with a full load.

Meg screamed,

"Don't think I don't know, Jack, you're just thinking about his cabin! I'm telling you, I'm not allowed you to guard the hut for him, and if I give you the key, you'll want to come fishing every week!" ”

The man named Jack rolled his eyes silently, ignoring his wife.

Jack, Meg, these are all names that are easy to remember.

Both are university professors, and they came to the cabin today to see off a colleague named John.

This colleague has been with them for almost ten years, gentle and harmless, it is difficult to say what is good about him, but also what is not good.

There is always such a kind of person in life, like a transparent person, it is difficult to make an impression.

John was such a man.

By the time Jack and Meg arrived at the cabin, it was getting dark.

Even so, the first thing Jack did after parking the car was to go to the car to get his fishing tackle, his eyes kept drifting to the lake, and his mouth was babbling, saying jokes about what night fishing makes a big deal.

Meg didn't understand that no matter how big a fish Jack caught, it couldn't compare to the value of his pile of tackle.

A lot of money is wasted on these useless things, and they are wasted!

The temperature by the lake is already colder than ordinary places, and now the winter is not gone, and the temperature will naturally be colder in the future.

Meg couldn't stand the cold, and when she got out of the car, she went straight to the cabin, complaining about something.

Now that she's in the car, she's going to waste it in the cabin tonight.

Since she is not happy, Meg has no intention of making others feel better, no matter who meets her at this time, she will be damaged.

When Meg entered the house, she realized that there were more people than she had imagined.

It was as if they were the last to arrive.

There were already four people in the cabin, three of them around a person, all gathered around the fireplace, as if chatting about something.

"Hey, you guys, you guys know to be lazy when you come in advance, and you won't even clean up, and there's water on the floor, oh my God, it's a mess,..."

Meg began to pick and choose, feeling that the wet ground could not even find a place to stay, and kept changing seats with small steps, her face full of unhappiness.

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She struggled to move her body, and it looked like she was tap-dancing, which was a little funny.

"Meg, just say a few words."

A red-nosed drunkard took a sip of a wine bottle,

"We just did a great thing - we saved someone!"

"Heh, people like you can do good deeds? Your greatest contribution to society is to bring a bottle of wine to the grave early! ”

Meg apparently knew the drunkard and treated him badly, even going so far as to kick him as she passed by.

It was only then that Meg noticed that the young man who was surrounded by everyone was a little strange.

He had his back to Meg, who thought he was John, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a strange young man?

"I can testify for Mr. Griffin, ah-"

The young man was wrapped in a blanket, his hair was wet, his face was pale, and he said,

"He did this good thing, he got me out of the lake."

"In the lake?"

How can a good person run into the lake?

Before Meg could figure out what was going on, Jack came in with fishing gear, and when he looked at the water on the ground, he immediately came to his senses,

"Who's got the big thing? Who fished it? ”

Jack was so excited that he asked twice in a row.

When he asked, he had already complained about his wife a thousand times in his heart.

If Meg hadn't been delayed for too long when she set off, she would have arrived at the cabin long ago, and maybe she would have been the one who caught the big thing...

It's not too late, Jack is going to go night fishing after seeing the other party's loot, and no one can stop him.

Smash a hole in the surface of the lake, and make it bigger, because the fish you catch will be very large...

In short, this time I came to the wooden house, I must have come to the right place!

Hearing Jack's question, Meg immediately giggled,

"It's a big thing, idiot, they caught a man!"

Jack immediately showed a disappointed expression, and felt a little embarrassed, and said,

"That's a good thing."

"Great thing!"

Meg's voice was high-pitched, and when corrected by her, it was particularly uncomfortable.

Meg quickly bypassed her husband, after all, there was still a lifetime left to torment him.

She focused on the young man,

"Young man, how did you fall into the lake?"

Meg looked at the young man with her eyes, and the other party was indeed good-looking, and the clothes on his body were very ordinary, but she couldn't find anything wrong.

It's just that it's always a strange thing to appear next to such a desolate wooden house at this time.

She is a little more suspicious than other men, and she naturally wants to break the casserole and ask the end.

The young man squeezed out a far-fetched smile and explained,

"I'm here for winter swimming..."

"Winter swimming?!"

Meg screamed again,

"Swimming in the lake on such a day? You're crazy! Besides, who can swim in clothes? ”

Obviously, if it hadn't been for the others who rescued him, the young man would have sunk to the bottom of the lake by this time, becoming a cold corpse.

The young man was just about to answer, when there was movement outside the hut.

Another car is coming.

"Sorry, I'm late, we've been busy moving lately... Honestly, it's me who moves..."

The last person to arrive at the cabin was none other than John, the initiator of the meeting.

John rubbed his hands together and greeted the crowd.

He invited a total of five colleagues, and all of them arrived.

John's gaze fell on the young man, and he wondered,

"Who is this?"

He didn't remember that he had invited a sixth person.

Meg chuckled, "I want to know who he is, too." ”

The young man saw that John was the owner of the cabin, and quickly stood up, stepped forward with a blanket, stretched out his hand, and introduced himself,

"Call me Ludon."

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