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Liu Wenhu walked in the darkness.

He doesn't know how he got here, it's terribly cold and dark here, he must escape from here quickly.

There is a figure ahead.

Liu Wenhu hurried to catch up: "Master!"

The man didn't seem to hear.

Liu Wenhu took two steps and put his arm on the man's back.

The figure didn't move, its neck creaked, and it slowly turned 180° like a broken robot.

no face.

Liu Wenhu was so frightened that he wanted to let go, but his hand stuck to the man's back and he couldn't take it off.

The man nodded, suddenly changed his face, and giggled at him——

It was the gloomy face on the cruise ship.

Liu Wenhu woke up with fright.

The quilt fell to the ground again, no wonder it was so cold in the dream.

Because the emperor called her at home, Huang Erniang hurried back the next day.Now it's Young Master Liu's world again.

Then he began to have strange dreams, the same scene and the same steps, even the way of waking up and the angle at which the quilt fell to the ground were exactly the same, and he had been doing it for five consecutive days.

Liu Wenhu was thinking while taking a shower, could this be the legendary collision with evil.

"Even if there are ghosts in this world, ghosts won't wriggle around like maggots. I think only humans can be so weird." After Liu Wenhu finished rinsing his mouth, he put the toothbrush back in place, "ok, newday."

Although the current time is three o'clock in the morning.

He has been as cheerful as possible. In the past five days, he will wake up at a quarter past three at the latest, and then he can't fall asleep at all.

After such trouble, Liu Wenhu's dark circles aside, his whole face looked disheveled.Everyone else is in good spirits when they are popular, and he is the only one in the whole company. Years are like a stock market crash.

Liu Wenhu collapsed back on the bed after washing. He was dizzy, and the ceiling was like snowflakes on the TV. Every time he got a little sleepy, the weird face would suddenly appear, scaring him into a cold sweat.

Although it is not good to ask for leave consecutively, but Liu Wenhu is not recruited like this. Instead of letting him cause trouble at the post, it is better to give him some favors. The general manager gave him a half-day leave with a wave of his hand. The Chinese New Year is only a week away. The hearts of the people are scattered, and the team is not easy to lead.

With the leave note in hand, Liu Wenhu slipped away quite thoroughly, absent from work before 11 o'clock and went straight to the hospital.

The morning of weekdays is relatively easy to arrange. Liu Wenhu is a typical mental weakness. The doctor prescribed oryzanol, Ansheng Brain Tonic, and added two bottles of B1 to make him pay attention to his diet, do less sex, and work less overtime.

Liu Wenhu felt aggrieved. In this big market, he didn't work overtime. It was the company's best to not let him sleep in the individual guest lobby.

When he came out of the hospital, he received a call from Xiao Liu Jiayu.

Liu Jiayu had a relationship with him, and he transferred to Nanjing in middle school, and ended up being a classmate with Liu Wenhu in university.When the two met at Nantah University, it was like fellow countrymen seeing fellow countrymen, with tears in their eyes. The flower of revolutionary friendship will never dry up, and it will bloom more and more brightly in the millennium.

Later, Liu Wenhu graduated and became a financial migrant worker. Liu Jiayu resolutely chose to study in graduate school. Three years later, Liu Wenhu was already half-poor and on the verge of getting rid of poverty, so Liu Jiayu began to look for a job.During these days, Liu Jiayu has had a hard time. Finding a job is usually hard.

Liu Wenhu looked at the phone ringing, and held back a few words to comfort him. After all, he is considered successful in his career now, and he couldn't help but feel a little erratic. He picked it up and said, "Xiao Liu, what's the matter?"

By the time Liu Wenhu arrived at Andemen, it was already 12:30.

Grandma Liu Jiayu's farewell ceremony also came to an end.

Liu Wenhu watched everyone outside the mourning hall offering flowers around the body, so he also walked over, first put on a white flower, and then joined the crowd.

Liu Jiayu's eyes were red at the host, and several adults in the family kept wiping away their tears.

The host of the funeral parlor saw that it was almost done, and asked relatives and friends to come out, leaving the loved ones to take another look at the grandmother, and then ended the farewell on earth.

Liu Wenhu was waiting outside for Liu Jiayu to come out. As the year approached, more and more people came to do business.The everlasting friendship in the funeral parlor makes people feel really uncomfortable.

Then he saw the strange man.

Liu Wenhu thought he was dazzled, until Liu Jiayu asked him in a low voice: "Why do you keep staring at Mr. Lu?"

"Old Lu?" Liu Wenhu heard himself ask back.

The person called Mr. Lu came over, and when he saw Liu Wenhu, he gave a noncommittal oh.

Liu Jiayu said: "Let me introduce to you, this is my grandma's colleague, Mr. Lu, Lu Xingmai who was specially searched by Guoan. Mr. Lu, this is my childhood friend, Liu Wenhu, 'Se said Wenhu, everyone is happy'."

Lu Xingmai nodded casually, as if he knew each other: "Liu Pipa."

Liu Wenhu's temples were throbbing, and he blurted out: "Mr. Lu doesn't look old at all, why is he called Mr. Lu? Is he old without dying?"

Lu Xingmai made a slight difference, raised his eyes and looked at the curly hair in front of him: "It's your old man."

Liu Jiayu was terrified when he saw it. Today is his grandma's big day, and he doesn't want these two people to mess up here. He can't control Lu Xingmai, so he pulls Liu Wenhu aside first: "Did you fucking eat it? I don't want to look at today What day is it?"

Liu Wenhu was a little speechless, after all he was a little impulsive.

Liu Jiayu's grandmother was a witch. Although Liu Wenhu disdained ghosts and gods, he didn't say much because of Liu Jiayu's face.

After all, the dead are gone.

He was thinking wildly in his mind, for a while it was Liu Jiayu, and for a while it was Lu Xingmai's face.The lack of sleep caused his thinking to be confused, and he was half asleep and half awake in just a few tens of seconds.

Liu Jiayu noticed the bag of Anshen Nourishing Brain Liquid in his hand, and asked, "What's going on with you?"

"Don't mention it, it's a dream every day. When I wake up, I look the same. I don't remember anything in the dream. It scares my heart."

Liu Jiayu understood as soon as he heard it: "I don't think you are sick, you seem to be possessed by evil spirits. Why don't you ask the surname Lu how to deal with it? He is also... that kind of person, just like my grandma."

Liu Wenhu pouted, "Are you kidding me?"

Liu Jiayu knew that this guy would not take this kind of trick, he just dragged him towards Lu Xingmai.

Lu Xingmai laughed suddenly: "The primordial spirit is scattered, and dreams have no cause and effect. Don't worry about it."

Liu Wenhu was startled when he heard that: "Do you know what I dreamed about?"

Then there was a sneer: "What does it have to do with me?"

"There are still three days, no need to take medicine." There were a lot of paper money ashes floating in the funeral home, Lu Xingmai patted his sleeves, turned around and left, "I hope we will see each other forever."

Liu Jiayu said to Liu Wenhu: "The person surnamed Lu is not a bad person."

Liu Wenhu didn't want to pay attention to his statement: "There are not so many bad guys in the 21st century."

But Liu Jiayu didn't answer his words, but just looked out of the window in a daze.

Nanjing in winter is very quiet, the car drives farther and farther, and the scenery ranges from the urban area to the urban and rural areas to the mountains.

Gradually, there is more and more snow that has not been swept.

The end of the year is approaching.