Thriller Night Talk

It stands to reason that Zhang Yiping cried for a long time, but in Wei Fuyuan's perception, he just had the cognition of "I'm crying".

After Zhang Yiping cried enough, she washed her hands and face, and wiped off the stains on her dress with a paper towel as much as possible, so that she would not look too embarrassed.

However, when she returned to the box, it was empty, the company managers and customers had all left, no one had notified her, and her handbag was left alone on a chair in the corner, her wallet and Cell phones are all gone.

Zhang Yiping panicked and grabbed several waiters who passed by and asked who had touched her handbag. Everyone said in a polite but perfunctory manner that they were too busy to pay attention.

Finally, Zhang Yiping's already collapsed nerves reached the limit.

She collapsed and sat down at the door of the box, crying loudly.

Zhang Yiping felt that the world was too unfair.

She also graduated from a famous school, but she failed the postgraduate entrance examination, and her job search was not smooth. She didn't want to go back to her hometown, missed the school recruitment, and finally joined a company. The internship period was terrible, and she was treated like a horse by the manager and colleagues. Sending, not to mention 996 blessings at every turn, but also to accompany drinking and laughing, and I am as tired as a dog every day...

Now she is drunk, dizzy, with abdominal pain, lost her mobile phone and wallet, sitting here alone, like a piece of garbage that no one cares about...

"No...it shouldn't be like this..."

Wei Fuyuan heard Zhang Yiping crying and talking to herself.

Why can my best friend find a good job, find a husband who loves her and loves her, buys a new house, and will get married soon...

At the same age, similar background, and similar starting point, why does Su Lang live so tiringly while everything goes well with her?

Through Zhang Yiping's emotions, Wei Fuyuan felt her complex perception of Su Lan. Using simple words to describe it, it is envy, jealousy, and usually suppressed by morality and reason, but magnified under the influence of alcohol. , a trace of hatred...

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——Oh, human nature is so complicated!

Wei Fuyuan felt the other party's thoughts with Zhang Yiping's five senses and spirit, and sighed silently.

Over the past few days, he followed Bei Quan to investigate the case of the evil ghost, and also saw a lot of human wisdom through it.

Whether it's Mo Yuqing who is a heartthrob by himself, or Luo Sen who made a wish to kill his roommate because of some trivial things, or the trip to the haunted house in Citigroup where all the villains are, or the person who can be used in the past week. Wei Fuyuan felt "eye-opening" about the school girls who killed people in "Yan Ling".

At this moment, a pair of feet suddenly stopped in front of "him".

Zhang Yiping raised her head in a daze.

Wei Fuyuan saw a strange man with her eyes.

The man was about the age of forty and a half, with a thin build, wearing a black tunic suit and a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses. He looked handsome, but he always gave people a deep and gloomy feeling.

Wei Fuyuan is sure that he has never met this man, but for some reason, the other party always gives him an inexplicable, vague sense of familiarity.

Zhang Yiping had drunk enough to drink her head, and now her reaction was a little sluggish.

"What, what's wrong?"

She poked her tongue out and asked, "Is there anything you can do for me?"

The man smiled faintly, took out a black velvet brocade box with an envelope from his bag, and gently placed it in front of Zhang Yiping.

"I thought you might need this."

The man in black said softly:

"Take it, it's my gift to you."

This situation made Wei Fuyuan immediately think of the story of "marrying the golden silkworm" that Beiquan told him, and the alarm bells rang in his heart.

He imagined the origins of many kinds of gold bracelets, such as family heirlooms, leaks picked up in second-hand stores, and so on, but the result turned out to be such a simple and crude method!

Originally, a young woman should be disgusted by such an abrupt strike-up by a strange man, but alcohol may have paralyzed her vigilance. Zhang Yiping didn't even ask who the other party was, and just reached out to pick up the black velvet on the ground. Jewelry box, opened the lid.

What was placed inside was exactly the golden silk auspicious cloud pattern east bead bracelet.

The bracelet was so exquisite, and just by looking at its color and workmanship, Zhang Yiping was stunned and stared at the gold ornaments in the box, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

Wei Fuyuan was anxious, but what he was looking at was Zhang Yiping's memory, and he couldn't control her eyes to see what he really wanted to see.

Zhang Yiping stared at the bracelet in a daze for half a minute. When she came back to her senses and suddenly raised her head, the man in black had left at some point.

The girl stood up, looked around, and chased for a while towards the exit of the restaurant, but she couldn't find her anywhere.

Zhang Yiping held an antique gold bracelet worth hundreds of thousands in her left hand, and the fluttering envelope in her right hand. She stood in the aisle in a daze, until a passing waiter asked her and she turned around abruptly.

She didn't care much, stuffed the envelope and table into her handbag, left the restaurant, walked for a full hour and a half, and walked all the way back to her rented apartment.

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Wei Fuyuan only felt his vision go dark, and after a short period of dizziness, he found himself in a room obviously belonging to a young woman, which should be Zhang Yiping's home.

After the night of getting drunk, Zhang Yiping locked the jewelry box containing the precious bracelet deep in the desk, and spent several days in a state of anxiety, always worried that someone would suddenly find her and ask her to return the bracelet.

But a whole week has passed, and the handsome and slender middle-aged man has never appeared again, and the colleagues who ate and drank together that night seemed to be unaware of it.

Zhang Yiping finally found the crumpled envelope in her bag, and pulled out the letter inside.

Wei Fuyuan immediately concentrated his attention, and borrowed the girl's eyes to carefully examine the contents of the letter word by word.

Then he discovered that it was not so much a letter as a handwritten "instruction manual".

The characters are written with a fountain pen, the handwriting is beautiful, the muscles and bones are clear, strong and powerful, and it is obvious that they have some skills in hard-tipped pen calligraphy.

The content on the piece of paper is not long, only six short lines:

【The gold bracelet can be used to [exchange lives]. 】

[When changing lives, two steps are required:]

[[-]. Apply your own blood on Dongzhu and wear the bracelet. In this way, the contract is completed. 】

[[-]. Give the bracelet to the person you want to change lives with, and ask the other person to wear the bracelet. 】

[Until the life-changing person dies, do not touch the bracelet again. 】

[After the life-changing is successful, the life-changing person will die, and the other person's fate, including fate, character, physique, ability, health, marriage, etc., will be yours. 】

Wei Fuyuan's heart trembled.

It never occurred to him that the function of this bracelet is not "making a wish" as Beiquan guessed, but a simpler and more crude "life-changing".

Wei Fuyuan had also heard his father and his buddies mention the word "life-changing" in chats before.

According to the stories he had heard, it was said that a rich old lady was dying of illness, and she was unwilling to go to the Palace of the Underworld to report, so she invited a "knowledgeable" Mr. Yin and Yang to help her figure out a way—— He picked a younger one from his grandchildren and exchanged his life with him.

Later, the junior soon fell ill and died, but the old lady miraculously recovered and lived for another eight years.

Wei Fuyuan was terrified when he heard that.

Although he didn't really believe in these strange things at that time, he thought it was probably a coincidence.

But as long as he thinks that there is such an octogenarian who is willing to sacrifice the life of his own grandson in order to live a few more years, he finds it really unbelievable, and he is so vicious that he doesn't deserve to be called a "human".

At this time, another vivid example of "life changing" appeared before his eyes.

But Zhang Yiping apparently didn't immediately believe the contents of the letter.

She just read this weird manual back and forth three times with a hesitant expression before refolding the crumpled letter paper and putting it in the drawer of her jewelry box.

It wasn't until seeing Zhang Yiping's memory that Wei Fuyuan knew that this girl was not as bad as he expected.

In fact, even though Zhang Yiping's work made her feel undignified, unbearable and she had to continue to endure it, she never thought about using the bracelet that was said to be able to "change lives".

In the following half a month, Zhang Yiping often chatted with her best friend Su Lan on wechat and on the phone, but she didn't mention anything about getting the bracelet.

They have been discussing Su Lan's upcoming wedding, from the wedding dress to accessories to the snacks and cakes at the buffet. If it weren't for Zhang Yiping's work, she couldn't ask for leave. She originally planned to be a bridesmaid for her best friend .

Until one day, Zhang Yiping vomited again because of drinking too much at the banquet, and there was much more blood in the vomit than last time.

She finally had to take a sick day and went to the hospital for a gastroscopy.

However, the results of the inspection were unacceptably cruel——

She actually got stomach cancer in her early twenties shortly after graduating from university.

Zhang Yiping felt as if the sky was falling apart.

She spent all her savings and underwent a series of examinations in the hospital. After a week of tossing, the doctor gave a conclusion.

The disease was discovered too late, the lesion had already metastasized, and the value of surgery was lost. The only way to survive now is to rely on chemotherapy. As for the treatment effect, the doctor only promised to "do his best".

On the night when the conclusion came out, Zhang Yiping sat in her room blankly, without turning on the light, and stared at the dim lights outside the window, expressionless, as dumb as a clay statue.

She sat in the dark for an unknown amount of time, until the phone suddenly flickered.

Zhang Yiping does not have a close relationship with her parents, older sisters and younger brothers. She rarely gets in touch with her once a month, and she can’t make friends in the company. Her colleagues only send her messages when they have to explain their work.

So Su Lan is the only one who will call her at this time.