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Chapter 37

What a person says is right is often a lock that seals the truth.

A person's wrong words are often the key to the secret.

On this day, the horror story recorded by the writer is called "abnormal".

Sitting in a dimly lit studio, he spoke slowly:
A boy and a girl met and fell in love through the Internet.

On the Internet, girls are called "forget".

Boys especially like this name.Remembering is cumbersome, but forgetting is romantic.

That night, exactly one month after they met, the boy asked the girl out to meet.The boy came to the meeting place early, and after half an hour, the girl did not appear, so he dialed her phone and asked with a smile, where have you been?
The girl said, sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road, wait for me a little longer, I will be there soon.

The boy said, won't you be stuck in Xuangua Village?
Mijia happened to be at the scene, and she stretched out her hand to signal a timeout.

The writer looked at Mijia in a daze, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mi Jia raised the written script in his hand and said, "Why did a village of Xuan Gua pop up?"

He seemed to recall it all at once, and said apologetically to the cameraman: "It's wrong, it's wrong. When you're doing post-production, cut this sentence out."

The cameraman said: "It's okay, let's continue."

He then continued:
The boy said, I wear jeans and a T-shirt.How about you?
The girl said, I am wearing a black skirt.

After waiting for a while, the boy still couldn't see the girl. Just as he was about to make a phone call, someone patted his shoulder. When he looked back, he saw a girl in a white dress. He asked in surprise, are you...

The girl said, I just forgot.

The boy said, didn't you say, are you wearing a black dress?
The girl smiled and said, in case, you are ugly, I will sneak away from you.

The boy said, you are really smart.

The girl looked behind the boy and said, what is that?
The boy looked back, there was a No. 44 bus coming, and he said, bus!what happened?
The girl said, the last bus of No. 44 is 9:10, and it is almost 44:[-] now. Do you think this is No. [-]?

Mijia waved his hand again and told the cameraman to stop.

"What is the No. 44 bus? Where does it follow?"

The writer thumped his head vigorously and said, "It's wrong again..."

Mijia said to an employee: "You bring him a glass of water."

The employee immediately ran out of the studio, brought a glass of cold water, and handed it to the writer.He drank it in a few sips and said, "Come again."

Then he continued:

The two walked into the nearby coffee shop and ordered something to drink. They chatted while drinking in the soft music, which was more speculative than online.

When we broke up, the boy suddenly felt a little sad, and said, sister, why do I feel...we will never see each other again in this life?

Mijia frowned, and once again reached out to interrupt the recording:

"What do boys call girls? Sister?"

The writer said in frustration: "It's wrong again..."

Micah said, "What's the matter with you?"

He was a little confused: "I don't know how these words came out..."

Mijia said impatiently: "Forget it, let's go here today and record tomorrow."

He said, "Try again, I can do it!"

The cameraman looked at Mijia, who was sitting on a chair and waved: "Then try again."

He continued:
When the boy returned home, he missed the girl even more, and hurriedly went online to look for her.

In his QQ friend list, there is one name "Wang" missing, and one more name "Death" - offline.

Then, he turned to the forum and saw that everyone was holding an online funeral for "Wang" - it turned out that this "Wang" was killed yesterday, and the murderer cruelly dug out her heart...

Finally finished recording.

Mitya stood up and said to the writer, "Come on, I'll buy you coffee."

He stood up, smiled gratefully, and said, "Let me invite you."

The staff began to replace the scenes, and the next health show was still waiting outside the studio.Mijia went downstairs with the writer, and Mijia said: "There is a coffee shop on the next street, let's go there, it's less than 1000 meters away."

"Let's drive," he said.

Mijia stopped and said: "Your condition is very bad recently, you need to strengthen physical exercise, for example, run frequently."

His tone suddenly became a little stiff: "I'm fine."

Mijia didn't say anything more, got into the car and started the car.

The two were driving the car and turned a corner. They saw a wild dog running past and almost hit the car. In a dark sewer.

The writer and Mijia came to the door of the coffee shop, and after looking around for a long time, they found a parking space.After parking the car, they walked into the coffee shop together.

After sitting down, Mijia said: "I found that your heart seems to have cancer."

The writer was not angry, and said in a low voice: "In essence, I am a weak person. For a person with a strong heart, soldiers are nothing but grass, but now I am nothing but soldiers."

Mijia said: "After Gu Panpan died, the pimples of the gods and gods in the past will be untied? What are you worrying about? On March 3, she escaped the catastrophe of Xuangua Village by chance, and she never showed her head again. , must have been hiding in the dark to retaliate against you!"

The writer said: "I have a hunch that everything has nothing to do with the two Gu Panpans. Besides them, there is one more person in this world..."

Mijia asked: "It's a premonition again!"

The writer said: "Three days ago, I received another text message with no number displayed. It once told me that I would meet villains, and I met two babies. It also told me that I would meet a girl in blue. Gentleman in the coat, I met that rabies patient. The last text message said, I walked 199989 steps forward and I was finished..."

Mijia said: "Three days ago? Before or after Gu Panpan's death?"

"After death," said the writer.

After a pause, Mijia suddenly said, "You can take a break."

The writer asked sensitively: "Is someone replacing me?"

Mijia said: "You are overthinking. What I mean is that you have been a little stimulated recently, so you should adjust it properly."

The writer said, "What about the show?"

Mijia said, "Stop it first."

The writer thought for a while and said, "... that's fine."

Mijia said: "Don't be alone all the time. You live alone in such a big house, and you can't help thinking about it. If you want, you can live in my house."

The writer said: "...is it inconvenient?"

Mijia said: "What's the inconvenience? My house has so many houses, and you don't sleep with him!"

This "he" of course refers to Fu Shi.

The writer was taken into the Corn Villa by Mijia.

He was dragged into a repair shop like a broken-down car.Mijia, this cold woman, has now become his only spiritual support.

Mika and Fushi's bedrooms are on the first floor, and the writer's bedroom is also on the first floor.

The second floor remained empty.

That was the home of Mijia and her husband.In the past, she and her husband lived on the second floor, and her husband's computer, bookshelf, wardrobe, and bedding... have been kept as they were three years ago.Mijia didn't want other men to enter that world.

After three pre-recorded episodes of the midnight show, it finally stopped.

The writer curled up on the bed all day long, except for eating, drinking, and sedating, and seldom moved around. He was either surfing the Internet or watching TV—in order to conform to his habits, Micah specially placed a TV in his bedroom.

Occasionally walking out of the bedroom, the writer always muttered in a low voice: 1 step, 2 steps, 3 steps... Come back and write it down carefully in a small pocket book.Like a junior high school girl, he specially bought a notebook with a lock.

The writer hasn't looked for the chicken since the bite.

It seemed that this bite had left a wound on his body that would never heal.

However, the chicken is looking for him.

Occasionally someone asks to be added as a friend, and after he approves, the other party says: Sir, do you need it?I'm pretty, gentle, and skilled -- just no breasts, but it's cheap.The heart is not as good as the chicken, come on!
The chopped off dead hand crawled towards him again...

During the day, Mijia went to work, and he and Fu Shi were left alone. A middle-aged man and a young man stayed at home.

Fu Shi finally lived with his idol.

However, at this time, Fu Shi no longer respected him as before, and there was even contempt in his eyes.

Writers also avoided talking to him.

But Fu Shi often knocked on his door, asking for something, such as:

do you eat
do you drink
As she asked, she looked at his face unabashedly.

The writer's answer is always:

"Don't eat."

"Don't drink."

(End of this chapter)