summer kill

Wang Haoyuan crouched in the corner.Immersed in the situation, he was curtailed by fear.He also understood that the ghosts that appeared from time to time were the staff.

However, scaring people can also scare people to death.

The bold thin monkey has long since disappeared.

The rest of the people were so cowardly that they hid behind Wang Haoyuan, as if they were playing an eagle catch chicken.

Wang Haoyuan felt that she was that hen.He saw two people walking towards him, their faces blurred.One of them was throwing a skull in his hand.He turned and ran.

"Boring." Gao Hui dismissed it.

When the people in front heard his words, they turned their heads and lifted the white cloth.

"Zeng Lianxi?" Gao Hui put away the skull, "Are you so scared?"

Zeng Lianxi wrapped the white cloth tightly and asked, "Did Wang Haoyuan get scared away?"

"A bunch of bastards, they're still afraid of ghosts. If you can't beat anyone, go." After walking two steps, Gao Hui looked at Zeng Lianxi again.

The female ghost's white dress has a neckline and sleeves.

Zeng Lianxi was wearing a bed sheet, and a whole piece of cloth was hanging on him, so pitiful.But... his eyes were too quiet.

Gao Hui didn't hear Zeng Lianxi's exclamation the whole time.He had an absurd idea, is it true that once introverted people encounter danger, their mouths will automatically lock?

The ghost lights gradually became denser, and the light came on, and the path of "There is a way to heaven" meanders along.

This trip to the haunted house, in general, was boring.Gao Hui is about to leave.

Zeng Lianxi said, "This is my first time playing."

Of course Gao Hui thought it was his first time entering a haunted house.He echoed: "Me too."

"Thank you." Zeng Lianxi said solemnly.

"Small things." Dinner is coming soon, and Gao Hui's depression still persists.

Walking out of the venue, the two were stopped by the staff.One of the staff put on fluorescent nails - this is the female ghost that Gao Hui led by mistake.She smiled and asked, "Are you a high school student?"

Gao Hui said, "Second year in high school."

She pointed to the recruitment order next to her: "The shop is newly opened, and we are looking for part-time employees. If you are interested, you can come and play. Hourly or daily wages, free settlement."

It was almost seven o'clock.Gao Hui received a call: "Hello, Uncle.

He's not coming again?

Oh.

I'm out of school, now go over.

it is good. "

The neon light tower in the square illuminates Gao Hui's smiling face.Zeng Lianxi took a look and guessed that "he" on the phone was Gao Hui's emotional manipulator.

"I'll go this way." Gao Hui's thumb pointed outward.

"Me too."

Gao Hui asked casually, "Where do you live?"

"Go to a relative's house."

"I also went to a relative's house, and it took about ten minutes to walk there."

"I'm going farther."

"Why don't you take transportation?"

"Take advantage of the time after school to exercise."

Gao Hui glanced at it: "Where did the fruits of your exercise go?"

Zeng Lianxi was inexplicable: "Huh?"

"I don't know how to hide when I see such a hooligan."

"It's too late." Zeng Lianxi said concisely.

As soon as you get to the intersection it's a green light, go through the traffic lights.The two said goodbye.

Zeng Lianxi continued to move forward.After walking about 100 meters, looking back, Gao Hui was nowhere to be seen.He returned to the intersection just now.

The opposite direction of Uncle Gao Hui's house is the subway station he is going to.

Busy traffic.

Zeng Lianxi watched her shadow gradually being covered by the night.

Today is his first time playing in Nancheng, "playing" in the true sense.

Zeng Lianxi hurried back after dinner at the fast food restaurant.

A man wandered in front of him, carrying a garbage bag in his hand and a pair of flip-flops on his feet.When he saw Zeng Lianxi, he stopped and said calmly, "Oh, I know I'm back."

His name is Zeng Mao, and he is Zeng Lianxi's cousin.

Zeng Lianxi lives at his uncle's house. Although he doesn't eat and live for free, he can't be idle, and he is responsible for the daily chores at home.

Eight o'clock is the time for garbage disposal in the community.Zeng Lianxi came back late today, and Zeng Mao was called out by his parents, full of displeasure.Now that he met someone, Zeng Mao immediately threw the garbage out: "Zeng Lianxi, here it is."

Zeng Mao is the only son of his uncle, who was favored when he was young, and rebellious when he grew up, and even more absurd when he reached puberty.He just entered the third year of junior high school in September, and had a messy haircut in October.He has a narrow forehead, protruding cheekbones, and dog-gnawed hair that completely exposes his shortcomings.But he insisted on going his own way and couldn't listen to anyone's words, which made his parents very angry.

Zeng Lianxi took the bag and walked towards the trash can.

Zeng Mao sneered, he had stopped calling "cousin" a long time ago.His father has settled in Nancheng since he graduated from university. Zeng Mao is already a native of Nancheng. He feels that this cousin from Anhua County is like a yellowed photo, old and outdated, and out of place with this bustling city.

As soon as Zeng Lianxi entered, he heard his uncle teaching Zeng Mao.

Zeng Mao skipped class this afternoon and came back to sleep soundly.He slept too deeply, and was caught by Zeng Zhengxin who came back from get off work.

Zeng Mao rolled his eyes frequently, not taking his father's words seriously.

Zeng Zhengxin said: "Learn a lesson from your brother."

Zeng Mao cast a disdainful look.

Zeng Zhengxin turned his head: "Lianxi, have you had dinner yet?"

"I've eaten." Zeng Lianxi said politely, "Uncle, Aunt, I'm going back to my room to do my homework."

Zeng Zhengxin arranged a small room for Zeng Lianxi.Close the door, this is Zeng Lianxi's solitary space.He fell down on his stomach on the pillow.

On the first day of school, he saw Gao Hui's name on the class table.Although the two are classmates, they are also strangers. Even after graduating from high school, they will not meet each other.

Today...unexpectedly.

There was another thing that was unexpected.Zeng Lianxi turned over the card.Whether this is a prank or not, we can only wait and see.

He was about to hide the card when he suddenly discovered that the drawer had been tampered with.

The plastic chest of drawers is five stories high. The upper three compartments are for clothes, and the fourth compartment is for daily necessities.It took him a long time to open the bottom one.With little drawer space, he always crowds the areas when he arranges things.

And now, there is an empty space in the upper left corner.

He goes out immediately.

Outside the door, Zeng Zhengxin stopped talking with his wife Xiao Qiong, and asked, "Lianxi, what's the matter?"

"Uncle, aunt." Zeng Lianxi said, "A file bag is missing from my drawer."

Zeng Zhengxin was surprised: "Why disappeared?"

"I don't know." Zeng Lianxi turned to look at Zeng Mao.

Zeng Mao was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

Seeing this, Xiao Qiong intentionally defended his shortcomings: "We have never been to your room, let alone the things in your drawers."

"It's really gone." Zeng Lianxi can be expressionless in front of Wang Haoyuan, but at his uncle's house, he still has to show a little affection.

Hearing this, Zeng Zhengxin immediately became suspicious of his son, and asked, "Amao, have you ever entered brother's room?"

"Ah?" Zeng Mao was absent-minded, "What's the matter?"

Zeng Zhengxin repeated his words.

Zeng Mao said, "Oh, no."

"Uncle, it's something my friend left with me. It's very precious." Zeng Lianxi spoke with an Anhua County accent quickly.

There are four people living in the house, and the suspicion of the two husband and wife is eliminated, isn't the rest just rebellious sons?Zeng Zhengxin asked sharply, "Amao, do you know where brother's things went?"

Zeng Mao raised his head: "What?"

"A zipper file bag with a frosted plastic cover." Zeng Lianxi said, "The size of a textbook."

Zeng Mao wanted to pretend he didn't know, but his father's eyes became more and more serious. He shrugged: "Oh, I sorted out a bunch of books this afternoon and sold them to the recycling bin. I don't know if there is a file bag. Anyway, I didn't take your things. , who knows why it disappeared."

Zeng Zhengxin immediately contacted the recycling station.

The aunt at the recycle bin replied that they will be there before nine o'clock tonight.

Zeng Lianxi rushed out quickly.

Only now did Zeng Zhengxin have the time to point to his son's nose and scold: "If you don't ask, it's called stealing, you worthless thing!"

Zeng Mao curled up his mouth and said sarcastically, "Precious things? He lied and didn't make drafts."

"What do you mean?" Zeng Zhengxin stared at his son, "Have you seen that file bag?"

Zeng Mao sneered and stopped answering.

The aunt at the recycle bin doesn't know what a file bag is.

Zeng Lianxi could only sew the paper over and over by himself, and tied it up again after finding a bundle.After flipping through the last bundle, no.

Auntie is about to close the door.

He tied up the paper and asked, "Auntie, can I look for it again?"

"It's nine o'clock, I'm going home." Auntie pulled the cardboard inside and closed the gate.

"Can I come over tomorrow morning?"

"There was a car pulled to the station in the afternoon, maybe your things are there. But it's late now, and everything you go to is closed." The aunt locked the door.

"Is there any contact information for Dazhan?"

Auntie turned around.This young man has been here for a long time. In the sweltering weather, his face is covered with sweat and his bangs on his forehead are wet.Not to mention the clothes on my body, I was sweating profusely."Is that thing important to you?" she asked.

"Yes." Zeng Lianxi replied affirmatively.

"Don't throw away things that should be cherished. Isn't this just asking for guilt?"

"Yes." The plastic cabinet my uncle bought couldn't be locked.Zeng Lianxi felt that he had nothing of value, so he let it go.He really wasn't wary of Zeng Mao.

The aunt contacted Dazhan and said, "It opens at nine o'clock in the morning, so you can go there tomorrow."

"Thank you, Auntie." Remaining hopeful, Zeng Lianxi walked back slowly.Why did Zeng Mao know about the file bag?Has Zeng Lianxi rummaged through the plastic cabinets...

Passing by the convenience store, someone interrupted his thoughts: "Zeng Lianxi."