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Chapter 32 Extra Story: Long-distance Travel (1)
On the fourth day after the college entrance examination, Zheng Yuan lay sleepy on a bamboo mat.

The fan was not turned on, but the wind was still there, the window faced north, the shadow of the tree came into the room, mixed with the cicadas, rustling, rustling and rustling, Zheng Yuan seemed to be lying on a boat The boat in the middle of the lake, the eyelids are light and heavy, and it is about to dangle into a dream at any time.

At this time, Wang Shiqi called, and Zheng Yuan's boat capsized.He shook his head and hooked up the receiver angrily.

"Why, it took so long to answer." Wang Shiqi's voice was confident, and Zheng Yuan somehow had the illusion that he was wrong. "What's the matter, fell asleep..." He yawned vaguely, "The score is out?"

"It's so fast, you thought the mid-term exam." The voice in the background was chaotic, and Wang Shiqi forced his voice to cover it: "Hey, come out to play if you have nothing to do, I'm at the train station, you just need to arrive before one o'clock, remember bring..."

The other end of the phone became even more noisy, Zheng Yuan took it away impatiently, and yelled back at the receiver: "Okay, I got it, you wait for me to urinate first and come right away."

Passing by the living room, he glanced at the drunken mother on the recliner, opened his mouth, but did not speak, and left a note under the wine bottle instead.

It wasn't until Zheng Yuan came to the waiting hall with his eyes wide open that he realized what Wang Shiqi meant to meet here—the other party was carrying a mountaineering bag, a tent, sleeping bag, moisture-proof pad, and walking sticks, all of which were available, except for the red lacquer mark Song Yin on his chest. Put the words "hiking and camping" on it.Zheng Yuan looked down at his old man's shirt and flip-flops: "...you go, I'll go first."

"That won't work, I bought all the tickets."

"You go and refund, and I will pay the handling fee."

"Hey, the surname is Zheng, I don't take someone like you." Wang Shiqi, who was rounded to 1.9 meters, stopped in front of Zheng Yuan, blocking the road with his hips akimbo. "I told you to pack your luggage and don't be late. You waited until now and returned me empty-handed. What does that mean? I want to break up with you and say it straight."

"Your phone call is so noisy, I can't hear it clearly." Zheng Yuan rolled his eyes: "Now go back and get the head office."

"It's too late, only one trip a day, and the train will leave in 10 minutes." Seeing that Zheng Yuan was unmoved, Wang Shiqi simply grabbed his neck and dragged him directly to the ticket gate: "It's okay, let's go to Fenghuangling. The equipment should be used No, at worst I can stay in a hotel with you."

Zheng Yuan still struggled needlessly: "I don't even have a pair of underwear on."

"What are you afraid of, wear mine, I don't despise you."

"But I..." Zheng Yuan just started, feeling the arms around his neck tightened threateningly, he looked up at Wang Shiqi's expression, and swallowed the seven words "but I despise you" embarrassingly went back.

Wang Shiqi's family is rich, the only son of the police chief, and the direct beneficiary of the high salary and honesty. The Leica m3 he is playing around with is enough for Zheng Yuan to pay the two years of tuition and bring change, so Zheng Yuan doesn't understand him. Why buy the cheapest and longest time-consuming green leather train.He was lying on the edge of the car window bored, seeing nothing but a piece of boring green followed by another piece of even more boring green, with very little ups and downs. He just woke up less than two hours ago, and now he wants to sleep again.

"What do you know?" Wang Shiqi fiddled with the camera, pointed out the window and clicked a picture, "This line is famous for its first-class scenery, thanks to the speed of the car, otherwise it would not be possible to take pictures at all."

"What about me, what should I take to shoot?"

"Do you know you?" Wang Shiqi sneered for two seconds, and threw a clap over. "Just play with this."

Polaroids weren't that fun either, Zheng Yuan randomly squeezed a few and fell back to the edge of dozing off.He rubbed his eyes, and saw Wang Shiqi kick the empty seat across from him in a daze: "No, you lie down for a while, I'll call you when you get there."

"Tsk, I'm sick of sitting in this crappy seat."

"Then you stand up."

"tired."

"Then there is only one last move left." Wang Shiqi smiled and grabbed Zheng Yuan's collar: "Jump out of the car, I'll help you."

An expected fight.

"Wake up, we're here." Wang Shiqi shook Zheng Yuan in disgust: "Hurry up, the drool is all on my chest."

Zheng Yuan propped his neck up from Wang Shiqi's shoulder, and a tingling numbness rushed up the left half of his body.The two stood up and set foot on the dilapidated small station. It had been five hours since they set off. The evening was dark and the evening breeze was cool. The last ray of sunset reflected on Wang Shiqi's straight nose, gilding his side face. A layer of fluffy gold edging, this situation made Zheng Yuan couldn't help stretching out his hand to beat him.

"It's all you! What kind of mountain to climb! It's time for dinner!"

"The car is late, what's the use of blaming me!" Wang Shiqi easily took his fist, touched his growling stomach, and made up his mind decisively: "First find a place to stay and eat, and we'll talk about mountain climbing tomorrow."

There was no one around, Wang Shiqi turned around, and finally a middle-aged woman riding a bicycle picked up the conversation: "Are you staying in a shop? What a coincidence, my house runs a shop. Don't look for it, it's the only place in town." One, Lily Hotel, you go forward two intersections and you will arrive at the corner." She was pedaling the car with her dark red floral skirt, her snow-white neck connected to the side of her face, and she turned her head with a kind smile: " Tell my husband that I told you to go, and I will give you a discount!"

Wang Shiqi immediately put on a dog-legged smile: "Thank you, sister!...Hey, what's your name?"

"Just call me Sister Meng! Hurry up, there may be no room if it's late!"

Zheng Yuan rejects emergencies. In his view, all emergencies are nothing more than the evil consequences of low IQ and lack of organization and discipline.He can write a 10-word argumentative essay by hand, no word more than no word, his socks are strictly sorted according to depth, he wakes up after an hour, three and 18 minutes nap, and turns on the TV just in time to continue watching yesterday's episode "Dragon Ba Bu", the only variable in his [-] years of life was getting mixed up with Wang Shiqi, who was not successful enough but not good enough, especially after being dragged to such a barren mountain where no shit, he refused everything Things about him, like there's only one hotel, like there's only one room left in the hotel, like sulking at his stupid face all night.

"Don't worry, how could this place be full? You thought you were shooting an idol drama." Wang Shiqi knocked on the counter and waited for the boss to get the key while typing haha, "Besides, it's obviously an honor for you to share a room with me. what."

Zheng Yuan can't touch him anymore.

Of course there are rooms, one room 204 and one room 205. Zheng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.After paying the money, Wang Shiqi led them slowly to the room with his head on the back of the Mediterranean: "Don't look at this old house, it has a certain style. Look at this wallpaper, ah, it was pasted when my wife married in 1981, What was the market back then! Purely imported goods!" The boss knocked on the wall, causing the wedding photos hanging beside him to fall into dust.Zheng Yuan looked at the boss and sister Meng who were wearing old-fashioned wedding dresses. The red cheeks and the big plastic pearl necklace complemented each other. Except for the lack of Mediterranean sea and wrinkles, everything seemed to be the same as now, a kind of old-fashioned.

"...my wife saw it at a friend's house and liked it very much. Afterwards, I specially asked someone to go to Maozi and take the train to drag it here. All the lilies are printed on it. My wife likes lilies the most. She said, lilies Good omen, lily, lily, happy marriage for a hundred years... Hey, I don’t understand if I tell you children. I don’t want to talk about it, I have to cook dinner for her.” Wang Shiqi has already entered the next door, and Zheng Yuan touched it in disgust. Some sticky cabinets fell on the bed and watched the boss take the door out, and began to think about whether to sleep first or to fill the stomach first.

Before he could lie down firmly, that half-bald head poked in again: "I forgot to mention, there is only one bathroom, shared by both sides, and the door is not locked. Please accommodate me and divert the time."

Wang Shiqi had already opened the bathroom door from the other side and grinned: "Hey, do you want to take a shower together?"

Zheng Yuan wailed, picked up a slipper and threw it over.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Zheng Yuan woke up from a burst of upset, maybe he slept too much during the day, and now he couldn't continue to sleep even if the bed was turned over.He sighed, regretting that he burned his five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation too early. In this kind of ghost place, even doing papers is better than insomnia.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound from the bathroom.Zheng Yuan blinked, picked up a pillow and turned over to get out of bed.He tiptoed to the door, ready to catch Wang Shiqi by surprise.

After a while, the door opened, but Wang Shiqi didn't rush out with a strange smile as Zheng Yuan expected, jumped on the bed, and rubbed himself on his own. —It was too quiet.Zheng Yuan turned out from behind the door carrying a pillow, and saw Wang Shiqi standing in the pitch black, motionless, his face turned blue by the ray of moonlight leaking in from the window.He raised his hand and waved it in front of the other party, Wang Shiqi trembled, and suddenly took a step forward and hugged Zheng Yuan tightly, rubbing his wet face against his neck, not knowing whether it was tears or sweat.

"What are you doing!" Zheng Yuan couldn't push him away, so he could only try to push his face away, "Wang, you have hit a ghost!"

"……Um."

"...What do you mean?"

"Tell me, are there really ghosts in the world?"

Zheng Yuan was about to laugh out loud immediately, in order to hear the whole process of Wang Shiqi's confession, he pinched his thigh and endured it back.

"I just woke up. I was a little thirsty. I wanted to go downstairs to find the boss to get some water, but when I went, I found that the boss was not there. I was just about to come back when I suddenly heard someone singing..."

In spring, on a sunny day, the grass sprouts and blooms everywhere

Lover, don't leave me, go outside as a guest
I forgot, at the beginning, such a beautiful relationship
Young man, young man, how can you change your conscience?

……

That ray of music was like a faint scent of perfume, thin and tall, mixed with a vague female voice, scratching Wang Shiqi's dog ears time after time.He was curious for a while, followed the sound and turned left into the corridor on the first floor, 101, 102, 103, 104, he passed a series of closed wooden doors, and finally stopped at 109 at the end.

There was some voice under the babbling song, Wang Shiqi tilted his ear, and seemed to hear a woman talking, that voice was inexplicably familiar.

"I've been dead for so long...I'm sad..."

"Three years...buried in the wilderness...not even a monument..."

"You're sorry for her!"

The tone of the last sentence was suddenly raised, and Wang Shiqi was startled. He swallowed, pushed forward, and like in all horror movies, the door opened with a creak.

"How many times have I said, the first rule of survival in ghost movies, don't enter the door you open casually." The pillow in Zheng Yuan's hand was thrown to Wang Shiqi, who had already been kicked away by him, rolled to the head of the bed and shrank into a There was a ball. "This is not a ghost movie! This is a scenic spot [-] kilometers away from our house! I didn't come here to survive!" Wang Shiqi hugged his head, wanting to cry but not crying.

"Don't talk about that for now, what's next?"

"Later, later, I saw...that..."

There was no one in the dark room, and what Wang Shiqi saw was a portrait, with a black frame, white silk hanging, incense burning, and fruit offerings. Everything was as a standard portrait should be, but that The person in the portrait—the woman—

"You mean, there is a portrait of Sister Meng hanging on 109?" Zheng Yuan tilted his head, and now he really couldn't help it. "Didn't Sister Meng be the one who started the conversation with you? Are you delusional?"

"It's absolutely true! Even the hairstyle is the same! If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see it!" Wang Shiqi jumped up and dragged Zheng Yuan to go downstairs. Zheng Yuan was held tightly by his arms, thinking that you won't be afraid at this time .

Zheng Yuan did not see the so-called room 109 where the portrait was hung.To be exact, before they touched the doorknob, the boss's voice rang from behind: "What are you doing!"

Wang Shiqi's face froze immediately, he didn't dare to turn his head, and explained in a stuttering manner: "He...I...Sister Meng...this room..."

Zheng Yuan covered Wang Shiqi's mouth before he finished speaking.I don't know the place of life well, so I ran to say that his wife died in the middle of the night, and if it was me, beating him would be considered a good temper.

The boss was wearing pants, and it looked like he had just come out of the pit after squatting: "What, tell me clearly, what's wrong with this room?"

"It's nothing, my friend's brain lacks calcium, and he sleepwalks a lot at night. I just caught it, and I left immediately, and I left immediately." Zheng Yuan grabbed Wang Shiqi and brought him back: "Hey, sleepwalking is sleepwalking, and he keeps talking nonsense. It seems to be mostly useless."

Of course Wang Shiqi refused to admit that he was useless, even though he silently hid behind Zheng Yuan when he passed by the wedding photo, and firmly refused to go back to his room to stay.It is said that it has been three years since the ghost hit. Zheng Yuan looked at Wang Shiqi who was sleeping on his back and took up most of the bed, and felt that he was the one who bumped into the ghost.

Early the next morning, Zheng Yuan was awakened by a violent shaking.

"This is not the afternoon departure, you let me sleep for a while..." Zheng Yuan squeezed out the words from his throat, thinking about shrinking back to his unfinished dream as soon as possible - given that the curtains are wide open at this moment , It's already daylight, and Wang Shiqi is jumping on Simmons like a trampoline, so his delusions can only be delusions.

"That's right, so we should hurry up to climb the mountain before the departure of the train! Otherwise, what are we doing here?" Wang Shiqi pushed Zheng Yuan to sit up, and stretched his claws to his waist: "If I don't open my eyes again, I'm going to use my trump card. "

Hearing this, Zheng Yuan turned over and went to the bathroom. After 5 minutes, he even washed his face.He was ticklish, especially afraid of Wang Shiqi scratching it, what's more, as long as Wang Shiqi started to fight, it would eventually turn into a fight, and he would end up in defeat every time.Zheng Yuan sighed, planning to make a final struggle.He came out and kicked the flip-flops on Wang Shiqi's feet: "I just wear these to climb mountains."

Wang Shiqi had a prepared smirk on his face: "How can it be, come on, wear these." He threw over a pair of Jiefang shoes, army green, rubber sole, with a big red circle stamp on the inside of the tongue, size 42.

Zheng Yuan was almost stunned by the smell of inferior rubber: "Where did you get such migrant workers' shoes?"

"What do you dislike? The only difference between you and migrant workers is that they don't make as much money as migrant workers." Wang Shiqi laughed, and took out two steaming steamed buns and handed them over: "Coincidentally, next to the breakfast stall downstairs is a Grocery store, just laugh if you can buy shoes that you can wear in this place. Hurry up and leave after eating."

Wang Shiqi's attitude was too light, and Zheng Yuan once suspected that the portrait incident last night was his own paranoia.But when he checked out, he still saw a clue - Wang Shiqi avoided the boss's gaze the whole time, and when the boss turned to look at him, Zheng Yuan felt that there was indeed something wrong with that look.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the bright sun was already a bit poisonous. Fortunately, the slope of Fenghuang Ridge is gentle and the scenery is pleasant. It is indeed not a place that requires professional equipment. Compared with mountain climbing, Zheng Yuan is more willing to call it hiking. ——So, Zheng Yuan put his hands in his pockets and followed Wang Shiqi's buttocks, rolling his eyes at his half-person-high professional mountaineering bag. ——What is the purpose of carrying such a pile of junk on your back?Playing cool?
Wang Shiqi was completely unaware of Zheng Yuan's dislike. He strutted his trekking pole with great interest, walked scientifically, and breathed at a constant speed.Seeing him walking forward in a serious manner, Zheng Yuan suddenly thought of playing tricks on him.

"Old Wang! Old Wang!" Zheng Yuan raised his tone, grabbed Wang Shiqi's backpack strap, and took advantage of his bewildered expression to put on a terrified expression at the right time: "Look! What is that!"

Wang Shiqi looked in the direction of Zheng Yuan's finger, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Hahahahaha, look at that face of yours, I should really take a picture of it." Zheng Yuan laughed so hard that he fell down, raised his Polaroid and squeezed one. "I didn't notice it usually. Why are you so timid? If you just scare you..."

"No." Cold sweat broke out on Wang Shiqi's forehead: "There was someone there just now."

(End of this chapter)