When she turned a corner, Lin Xueyan pretended to be conscious and went back to one end. She saw that the bartender was looking around for them, and Lin Xueyan took Bai Re and ran towards home desperately.
When Lin Xueyan and Bai Re got home, it was almost twelve o’clock, and Lin Xueyan used to press the light directly with his right hand, but strangely, the light didn’t come on.
"Has it stopped?" Bai Re asked outside.
"I don’t know, maybe the brake jumped. This often happens when the old building is in disrepair." The drawer of the shoe cabinet at the door is Lin Xueyan’s toolbox. She reached into it and didn’t find the expected hand tube, but she touched a cold sticky thing. This suddenly reminded her that she touched that thing when the light was turned on in the workshop a few days ago. Her heart suddenly jumped and her fingers retracted, but it didn’t hurt her. When she got up the courage to touch it again, there was nothing like the next time. She really touched a cold and slippery thing. It seems that there should be life. Is it a worm? It always moves, sometimes it hurts, and it will slip away before finding it again.
Lin Xueyan didn’t dare to touch her eyes again. She looked around in the dark. She left early in a hurry and didn’t come to open the curtains. The whole room was exceptionally dark with furniture and a faint black outline in the night.
"Snow geese you still? Nothing? " In shock, Bai Re’s voice trembled, and Lin Xueyan’s silence obviously brought her fear.
"Oh, it’s okay. I don’t know where I put the hand tube." Lin Xueyan comforted Bai Re and comforted herself at the same time. Maybe the hand tube was misplaced in that unknown thing, which is just an illusion. In this dark place, girls tend to magnify their fears.
Bai Re’s mobile phone shone on the ground and came in. The light was light blue and white, and her face was reflected in a blue sky. Her expression was cold and stiff. There was something gloomy in her two big eyes, which was quite different from that smiling girl just now. At this time, Lin Xueyan’s eyes seemed to have problems. It was really unusual for her to see Bai Re become somewhat transparent.
At this moment, Lin Xueyan vaguely saw a dark figure coming in from the outside with something in his hand. He didn’t say a word. Lin Xueyan pointed at Bai Re in horror. Is that the bad guy who should be killed still coming home? Bai Re looked at Lin Xueyan at a loss and screamed almost at the same time.
"Sister paper will be scolded if it wakes up the neighbors." A familiar stereo turned out to be Zhao Yuxiu.
The light finally came on. Lin Xueyan looked at Zhao Yuxiu in the middle of the room angrily.
"It’s just a joke. Don’t take it seriously. You scared me or a thief when you came back." Zhao Yuxiu has been quibbling and was scared by Lin Xueyan’s cold eyes to swallow the back words.
Then he raised his hands. "I surrendered. I was wrong, but I really didn’t mean to stop when I was boiling water just now, so I went to the main gate to check. At this time, you came in. I just wanted to play a joke on you. After I promised you, wouldn’t it be okay to stop such a bad drama?"
Lin Xueyan sighed, "I remember this account. You remember it for me."
Bai Re frowned. "Who is this person?"
Lin Xueyan didn’t want Bai Re to misunderstand her and Zhao Yuxiu.
"I’m a tenant. I’m still a unpaid tenant. Zhao Yuxiu, a newspaper photographer, my dad used to think that he had no money in recent years, so he ran to me and made a fortune."
Lin Xueyan pointed to Bai Re again, "I am a little white."
Zhao Yuxiu stood there with a complicated expression. Lin Xueyan talked about his worthless behavior in front of the beautiful woman. He was somewhat embarrassed. Sure enough, he was as uncomfortable as a thorn.
Lin Xueyan threw her bag aside and sat down on the sofa and looked around the living room. Suddenly, she felt that something was wrong. When she thought about it carefully, she couldn’t remember exactly what was wrong. Looking at Zhao Yuxiu’s hands nervously putting his pants on both sides, she felt that something was wrong. "Yu Xiu, how did you get in?"
"The key opens the door!"
"But" Lin Xueyan said slowly, which made her understand things. "Recently, I hired a locksmith to change all the locks in my house. How can you open your old key?"
Lin Xueyan took Zhao Yu’s bunch of keys and went to the door to try. When she turned the door gently, it opened, and then she took out her own key. Compared with Zhao Yuxiu, the two points were different, but they were all able to open her door. Now the door has become a decoration, and she has no sense of security.
Lin Xueyan’s life was completely messed up. I remember that day she found a locksmith in her thirties in a street shop near her. The locksmith was very simple and honest, and the "Public Security Bureau specially designated lock shop" sign was hung in the shop. So she was very relieved to find him to work. The locksmith was still very careful. Every lock was changed under Lin Xueyan’s nose, but there was still such a big mistake.
Lin Xueyan decided to do nothing and go to the street to find the locksmith, but she wanted to find out what would harm her like this. She vowed to take him to Long Xiaofei.
Chapter 11 Tracking Lock Repairers
Lin Xueyan came to lock the door of the store or that square signboard. Although it should be open for business, the door of the store was closed. She smashed the door for five minutes. The door of a noodle restaurant next to it was opened, but it showed half a gloomy face. It was the noodle restaurant owner. He kept staring at me without saying a word while smoking a cigarette. When the sunset shone through the trees on the street, it seemed to make people have a kind of unspeakable hate.
Lin Xueyan decided to ignore him and continue knocking at the door.
"hey!" The sound of breaking gongs came from the mouth of the noodle shop owner.
No wonder other people’s restaurants are so busy going in and out, but his noodle restaurant is so light. This boss’s voice is so lethal that people get goose bumps and then fall to the ground one by one.
Lin Xueyan still ignored him and continued knocking at the door.
"Don’t knock on this lock shop. It’s been a long time. If you want to fix the lock with a key, go to the east street. There is another one there." The noodle shop owner squeezed these words through his teeth while bouncing off the ash.
Lin Xueyan’s tone of voice is also cold because of her bad impression on him.
"Three days ago, I asked the eldest brother in this shop to repair some locks, but you said it had been a long time since I did it."
"I say you’re daydreaming, or you have a bad memory and have found the wrong place. It’s been more than half a year since we reopened. Why didn’t we know that door to door? Hum "boss cold hum a cigarette butt thrown outside the door hard.
Lin Xueyan can be sure that this is the store. If the store has been closed for half a year as the noodle shop owner said, the locksmith is even more doubtful.
Lin Xueyan was hit by a passer-by who was in a hurry. She stumbled and looked up to see a face of deja vu. The person who hit her was surprised when she saw her. She didn’t even say an apology. She rode a motorcycle on the side of the road in a panic and was ready to run away.
After being dazed for a few seconds, Lin Xueyan recognized that the man was the one who repaired the lock for her. The locksmith really found it hard to find a place. At this time, he had already rode away in a panic. Lin Xueyan decided to follow him and waved to take a taxi.
"Master and the motorcycle in front" Lin Xueyan stared straight at the motorcycle in front.
"You don’t look like a policeman. What are you playing with?" The driver said with a smile, and his tone was somewhat ridiculous.
Lin Xueyan gave him an oblique look, and his brain took a smoke and replied coldly, "Follow my husband."
"All right, I promise I won’t lose it." This driver is very interested in hearing that his wife is following her husband.
Lin Xueyan gradually felt sleepy and almost fell asleep when the driver pushed her, "Look at your husband’s car."
Lin Xueyan inexplicably picked up a husband and was not angry enough to pay for the car.
"Sister!" The driver poked his head out from the inside. "Do you need to wait for you here? It’s quite far from the city. It’s not easy for you to find a car when you go back?"
"Thank you. Just wait a minute. I won’t pay you less for the car." Lin Xueyan chased him down the narrow path.
Seeing that the man came to a separate courtyard in front of Lin Xueyan, the man had already entered the door.
There are rows of willows planted beside the courtyard wall. Obviously, those willows are very old and have not been pruned. They are thick, strong, tall and dense, shielding the sun. The whole courtyard is cold and humid, and the lack of yang makes people feel inexplicably nervous.
Lin Xueyan walked in slowly, and a group of sparrows suddenly flew up with some grass leaves because of the disturbance. This is a courtyard full of weeds and no one has lived in it for a long time
There are dozens of houses in a front and back courtyard, and the south houses on the north and south sides have been burned down, leaving almost ruins. The north house is barely habitable, but it is also staggered. Although it is desolate at present, it can be seen that this courtyard used to be quite luxurious and lived with rich and powerful families.
Lin Xueyan, a locksmith, has long since disappeared. Clouds are flying around in the willows alone, and the wind is blowing around her. Suddenly, her hair has a feeling that she has strayed into the wrong place. Everything here makes her feel familiar and strange, but this feeling is so unreasonable.
Some rustling Lin Xueyan came from the northeast wing room and walked lightly …
This room is still very week. It is where the window glass is broken. Lin Xueyan put her eyes on a piece of glass and looked nervously inside …
There is nothing in the room that seems to be swinging. There is a heatable adobe sleeping platform. You can’t see the color of the seats. There is no place to show the yellow heatable adobe sleeping platform. There is a bed of shabby bedding in the corner of the heatable adobe sleeping platform. A person is sitting there with his back to Lin Xueyan.
There was a small basin in front of the man, which contained some yellowish liquid. He was rubbing his face with some cotton dipped in the liquid, which seemed to be very painful. He took a big breath, and there was forbearance in his voice. Then Lin Xueyan saw something terrible. A piece of skin the size of a mother’s finger fell into the basin, and the yellowish liquid spread with some bloodshot. He groaned in a low voice and stirred up his shoulders to show how painful he was.
If it weren’t for the window separating them, Lin Xueyan was almost such a clear picture behind him. Lin Xueyan had bouts of stomach discomfort and almost vomited until a man’s voice suddenly sounded "What are you doing?" Lin Xueyan was so frightened that the whole body froze there. The man sitting on the kang also heard the shout. Suddenly he turned to see his face. Lin Xueyan’s head exploded. She saw Tintin’s eyes, many eyes …
Is that still a face? Covered with scars and oval black scabs, white thick water rotted out. If you don’t look closely, it really looks like black and white. The scabs have just been washed, and the scabs have been soaked and softened. Inside, there is reddish tender meat, and the meat is rotten. This face is not so terrible, but people with this face are alive …
Lin Xueyan choked back and vomited. Looking back, she saw the locksmith holding an axe. Not far from the south, there was blood dripping from the edge of the axe …
She almost crawled to the gate, although it was skewed, fortunately, the locksmith seemed to recognize her, and she hesitated to the door. Lin Xueyan didn’t have the strength to be straight and well, and the locksmith didn’t chase her. She ran to the road in one breath, and the taxi stopped there. She was pale and infected with the driver, and the driver was nervous. The car ran out of the dust like a burning ass.
Lin Xueyan looked back in the mirror and saw the locksmith holding a scarred man. Only a little afterglow of the sunset at the gate of the courtyard stretched them out, and there was an indescribable loneliness.
Lin Xueyan thought to herself that this man had some skin disease. Even though he comforted himself, he still couldn’t help but be afraid.