This passerby is too calm

Chapter 28

Not to mention those past events.Chen Mo looked up at the sky with complicated eyes.

"I'll call you when the score comes out tomorrow."

"it is good."

The two tacitly exposed this topic, and no one mentioned it again.

"Is your dad okay with you? He..."

"It's good. His emotional state is much better now. Apart from drinking some wine, his daily routine has improved a lot."

"Well, fine, that's fine."

"Why are you crying? Are you okay?"

There was a gentle middle-aged male voice over the phone, which seemed a little worried.

"No, it's alright."

The woman responded.Then he said to the phone:

"Then you should also pay attention to your body. I won't disturb you so late in silence. Be sure to call me when you are out tomorrow."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo looked at the phone for a while and slowly put it in his pocket.

Not in a hurry to go home, I sat on the curb and lit a cigarette, smoked it, got up after smoking a cigarette, looked up at the boundless starry sky, the pure white moonlight, and stretched out in despair.

He patted the dust on his body and walked home.

When the door was opened, the light in Lao Chen's room was turned off.

The corner of Chen Mo's mouth couldn't help but raise a smile. It seemed that he really had to get up early to wait for his results. He went to bed so early today and didn't drink until midnight with his drinking friends.

commendable.

Seeing Lao Chen sleeping on the bed through the window of the room, Chen Mo's mouth twitched slightly.Gently entering the door, he tucked the quilt for Old Chen, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner a little, and then took the door and left.

Back in the room, after washing up, I turned on the computer to export today's photos, washed my hands, and opened the Weibo page of my mobile phone with a pious attitude.

Then I found that the newly posted dynamic still only has six or seven likes sporadically.

Chen Mo sighed helplessly, let's take it slowly.

He felt that he must have been under some kind of curse. Any private work he took casually, or a video he made casually, could become popular. On the contrary, no one recognized the works he took seriously, whether it was in reality on the Internet.

It seems that he still has to participate in some formal competitions and make his reputation known in order to get out in the professional photography circle and let people calm down and appreciate his works.

……

The night shrouded the earth, and everything was silent except for the chirping of insects and the rustling of the breeze.

The night passed quickly.

The biological clock dictates that at five o'clock the next day, the sky lit up, and Chen Mo opened his eyes on time.

There is no way, the habit formed in junior high school.

By five o'clock he was no longer sleepy.

I got up habitually, did more than [-] push-ups, and after sweating, I went to take a shower.

Turn on the phone, still only 5:25.

Yesterday, I read on the website of the Provincial Higher Admissions Office that the score-checking channel will only be opened at [-] or [-] o'clock today.

Four or five hours left.

Chen Mo didn't plan to spend these four or five hours at home.

What a waste of time not to take some pictures.

However, I don't know why, Chen Mo always has a very strange feeling today...

As if something important was about to happen.

right!

Today is not only the day of scoring, but also his birthday in the lunar calendar.

Is it for this reason?
But there was still a strange feeling in my heart.

That feeling is strong.

Squeeze the strange feeling in your heart.

In order to take pictures, Chen Mo, who can put down everything, is still sturdy and fearless wandering on the street.

It doesn't matter, love it.There have been so many things over the years, haven't they killed him?
Go straight to the first destination that I left today.

The well-trained and well-rounded road walked around to an abandoned half-demolition, but not completely demolished unfinished building.

Skillfully climbed to the top floor, Chen Mo stood on the edge of the roof, overlooking the earth, stretched his arms, and embraced the endless blue sky and white clouds.

Raise the camera and watch the sun rise in the distance, just about to cross the horizon, the beautiful morning glow exudes an extremely dazzling light, slowly pouring on the ground, it is very beautiful.

Find the right moment and press the shutter.

Click!

The back of a woman with disheveled hair appeared out of thin air in the camera, blocking his entire view of the camera.

!

It just came out of nowhere.

You must know that he shot the scene outside the building.

The camera lens is completely facing the sky and the distant floor.

Suddenly, a woman with disheveled hair appeared outside the balcony fence, and a normal person would be scared to death.

It's totally the beginning of a thriller.

Fortunately, Chen Mo is not normal.

He just froze for a moment and took a step back.Prevent blood from the woman from getting on the camera.

Looking at the woman carefully for a moment, after confirming that it was a living person, Chen Mo was still a little disappointed in his eyes, and put down the camera.

Holding the fence with one hand, he went straight out.

He ran to the woman and squatted up.

It's as if it's not on top of a ten-foot-tall building, and if you accidentally step on the wrong foot, you will see the railing of the king of hell, but just on the curb on the side of the ordinary street.

The two children squatted in a row.

The woman seemed to have been here for a long time because the ground was covered in blood.

Flowing from under the woman.

If it weren't for the sunlight at this time, it would really be like shooting a ghost movie scene similar to The Grudge.

The temperature on the high-rise building is not high, even a little cold, and the cold wind is blowing on the ruined building.

Below the two of them were the windows that had been demolished in half. The glass and plastic had been demolished, leaving only the empty building, with spots of mildew and moss spreading on it, staining the exposed red bricks.The iron fence was also covered with large rolled-up red-brown rust spots, poking precariously on the balcony, swaying slightly with the cold wind.

There was an air of silent terror everywhere.

With the whimper of the cold wind, it seems to be digging out the fear of the unknown and loneliness buried deep in people's hearts.

There is no need for sets in ordinary ghost movies.

The woman doesn't look like a normal person. The whole person seems to have been soaked in water. The color of the skin is pale, and the white looks like it has been painted with paint. It is uncomfortable and extremely morbidly pale.

The whole person looks very thin, very thin, like a paper person, and the wind can ruthlessly tear her to pieces.

She is indeed like this, like a rag doll hanging on the railing, swaying in the wind, feeling no danger or fear.

Even when a person suddenly appeared and crouched beside her, she didn't react at all. She just tilted her head slightly and glanced at Chen Mo. She didn't say anything, and she didn't react at all.

It seems that the person who came out is a ghost, and it doesn't matter to her.

The woman didn't look like a living person at all.

Like a numb walking dead.

(End of this chapter)