"How did radio become like this! The screen looks like a dialog box coming out of a big-headed computer. ”

Zheng Yucheng's oily face was still mixed with the exhaustion of half a night's sleeplessness, his eyes were dark, and his expression was dazed, just when he subconsciously pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers, a hand reached out from the closed car window, and grabbed Yucheng's arm tightly, and at the same time, a chaotic murmur echoed in his mind.

"Ahh Yu Cheng's neck shrank back, the muscles on his face trembled, and the palms of his hands holding the steering wheel tightly were full of cold sweat.

"I didn't do anything wrong, I'm afraid that some ghost will knock on the door. Is! But fortunately, the player is finally back to normal. A hint of panic crossed Yu Cheng's face, but he regained his composure in an instant. After lowering his eyes and thinking for a moment, the player began to think about himself and began to hear the gurgling and magnetic voice of anchor Jiang Zhenyu.

"There's a monster living in my house, and her name is..."

"It's called a wife! I didn't hear this issue a few days ago, so why was it broadcast as the latest episode. ”

Zheng Yucheng lowered his eyes and hesitated, raised his hand to the player, but after a few seconds of his fingers stopping above the screen, he fell limply back to the steering wheel. At the bend not far away, a yawn made his eyes moist and stubborn. Looking around with sleepy eyes, the sky is not pure black, but black with infinitely stretched blue, Yu Cheng's heart is frightened and pounding, he always feels that a figure will appear from somewhere, the more he thinks about it, the more scared he is, the more afraid he is, the more curious, even when the red light flashes, he is regarded as a ghost fire.

"Everyone's life is in their own hands, and if life isn't what you want right now, press the stop button and let's start over."

Yu Cheng suddenly felt an even more unprecedented pressure of gaze, when his gaze drifted to the rearview mirror, Yu Cheng saw the group of nurses who were busy dealing with traffic accidents just now, but the strange thing is that this time the nurses quickly removed all the instruments connected to that person, and after another busy time, the familiar man's hair was smooth, his face was clean, and there was no dirt in his mouth, and it seemed that he had a light layer of makeup. Could it be that ...

For some reason, behind Yu Cheng, something seemed to pull the placket of his clothes.

"There really is—" Yu Cheng's voice was filled with fear. Looking at the player through a hazy sleepiness, the screen once again changed to a dialog box for a big-headed computer. Yu Cheng barely wanted to say something, and the familiar nurses were already standing in front of him from the rearview mirror. At the moment when he was suspicious, cold sweat flowed down from between the unkempt hair, especially the eyes were wet and hot, Yu Cheng hurriedly raised his hand and gently stroked his face, that face was as cold and stiff as a marble statue to the touch, and every inch of skin was extremely damp. Then the pupils dilated imperceptibly.

Soon, the long road instantly returned to a deathly silence. A faint street lamp was projected from the windshield, and in the swirling beam, tiny specks of dust fluttered up and down like a group of elves that looked left and right.

"Nothing, nothing? In the darkness of the howling cold wind, Yu Cheng's eyes were straight, he was talking to himself, his legs trembling like a sieve. Gradually, his whole body was cold and tingling, as if countless pairs of eyes were looking at him, and he prostrated himself on the steering wheel, closing his eyes and not daring to look ahead.

"Everyone's life is in their own hands, and if life isn't what you want right now, press the stop button and let's start over." Jiang Zhenyu's voice floated with a strong smell of disinfectant water, and dense black shrubs and plants stretched out of the car window, but it was indeed too weird to encounter something that belonged to the cold season of spring in the warm summer.

The nails sank deep into the palms, and there was a streak of blood under the driver's seat. I didn't have time to think about the weird accident, let alone the weird performance of Jiang Zhenyu in the player, because a huge movie promotional photo appeared in front of his eyes, which was the most popular Hong Kong film 13 years ago, and the strange thing is that the subtitles have the words "recently watched".

His black, wet hair clung to his scalp, his face reflected on the windshield looked extremely pale, and his red and swollen eyes added a bit of dazedness, tiredness, and even a trace of unbridled fear.

"What? There's also... Are there still toll booths? His gaze suddenly became extremely determined. I didn't have it when I came, and it's still so old. After being silent for a while, Yu Cheng's bottomless eyes faintly revealed a kind of anxiety, which once covered up the original panic.

"When the dawn of tomorrow morning comes, we will not forget, as long as we hear the following song, we can recall the past that we missed."

The player is still playing absurd information intermittently, no matter what, it can't be turned off, and even the lines on the screen turn into pieces of badly worn leather in seconds, and at the same time, there are two dog barks in the breeze. Yu Cheng felt that his heart was obviously a little uncomfortable, and even his calm facial lines were a little weak.

"Cheongdam Station: Please throw 2 yuan or two 1 yuan coins."

Desperately holding on for two seconds, Yu Cheng repeated it twice with the seriousness of considering the more appropriate words for the toll signs.

"It's not a highway, why do you have to break the bank! Forget about spending money to eliminate disasters. After biting his lip, Yu Cheng's tone was a little hard.

"Damn! Swallowed! Did I say is there anyone in front? There was a strange sound from the bushes on both sides, exactly the same as the screams of the women in the A-grade movie, and Yu Cheng was so frightened that he wanted to cry without tears.

"It's the wind, I'm really speechless." Looking at the word on the top is 2 yuan, can it be said that you can only use 2 yuan coins?

Yu Cheng looked both helpless and serious, looking back behind him, the horizon seemed to collapse, overlapping shadows everywhere, and there seemed to be a faint white point of light in the faint eye. Despair tore at his scalp at that moment.

"No matter, that's it, so be it!" Yu Cheng froze, then sat up straight, desperately looking at the road flashing ahead.

"Strange people sometimes haven't seen this kind of flower?" Yu Cheng rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked at the side of the road.

But as if he had just woken up from his sleep, the hurried and familiar nurses appeared in front of him.

"We've done our best, it's too late, but you can go in and have a look, please pay your respects."

Immediately after, a clear-eyed girl leaned down and kissed her father on the forehead. Then he looked back at Zheng Yucheng who was sitting in the car.

"How could it be Lee, Lee Seung-mi?!" Yu Cheng grinned, his lips trembled slightly, and then he was about to cry in fright.

"Then, isn't that person—" Zheng Yucheng looked at the smooth face that was almost bloodless. Then, the image of that memory immediately came to his mind.

"Can you stay with me? Don't go, there's no one behind me. Outside the car window was young Seung-mi, who was looking at Zheng Yucheng with sad eyes.

Yu Cheng's eyes were full of tears of fear, and he shook his head vigorously, but the tears were getting heavier and heavier in his eyes, and he was gradually about to be unbearable. At the moment when tears and sweat were about to fall from her cold cheeks, Li Chengmei lowered her head and said in a sonorous tone, even word by word: "Husband, now, you are finally free, right?" ”

Zheng Yucheng's gaze was stiffer than his shoulders, and he desperately avoided the hand that Li Chengmei stretched out to put on the car window. But what's even more terrifying is that the player of the car has snowflakes that only appear on black and white TVs. The navigator also hears the sound of "you have deviated from the course and are replanning for you." The woman's voice was a little shrill and shrively.

"What's going on, this is, what's this..."

The pointer of the counter continued to rise, and Zheng Yucheng's face became more and more dark, especially when the pointer pointed straight to 160, a cold anger faintly rose between the tires and the eye sockets. Not only that, but a pale face suddenly jumped out of the snowflake-covered player, and slowly, slowly a woman in a snow-white filial piety dress crawled out of it. The thunder around was as loud as drums, lightning was shuttling around the old European-style buildings, and there seemed to be the smell of blood in the wind.

Yu Cheng's muscles contracted downward, and the base of his tongue tingled as if it could push his mouth out. The eye sockets slowly dilated, and the bulging eyeballs looked blankly at the place where the white light flickered.

Just as Zheng Yucheng was frantically tapping the steering wheel, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the strange counter.

"No, it's out of control! Please, ah! - Don't! ”

The squirming bones seemed to suddenly release the frozen gas that had been imprisoned for thousands of years, and the whole body convulsed so much that he couldn't think, and at the end of his memory, a strange white light completely froze everything around him, including Yu Cheng himself.