undercurrent

"Excuse me, where are you going?" The taxi was dark and quiet, there were bars and KTVs on both sides of the road, and the neon lights on the doors outside the shops were colorful and bizarre, fragmenting the darkness in the car.The driver was wearing a mask, and his voice sounded muffled, with a strong nasal voice pressing down on his throat, as if he had a bad cold.

"Then go to the forest area near Chaoyang Avenue." Shen Qing grinned, looking straight at the man in the rearview mirror, her gentle and warm smile like a breeze embedded in the huge black mist-like cold sky. In the taxi, there was something creepy and weird, "The place you are most familiar with."

The man suddenly raised his eyes to look at the rearview mirror, met those black and white eyes, shining brightly, but cold eyes, and stared straight at Shen Qing.

Those eyes are very much like a ferocious beast staring at its prey in the dark night, Shen Qing raised the corners of her mouth towards those eyes, "What should I call you? Wang Anguo? Or Li Jie?" Shen Qing still stared straight at him. The eyes in the rearview mirror, the street lights outside the car sneaked into the car from time to time, suddenly illuminated the entire car, and then suddenly went dark, and I looked at the eyes in the rearview mirror with deep emotion, covered with bloodshot eyes, and the eyes were red.

The man laughed, stopped looking at the rearview mirror, and looked at the road ahead, which was no longer a wide road.The noise from the surrounding roadside has become smaller and smaller.

University City is like a small city center. When the sun sets and night falls, it is the busiest and busiest time outside University City.In order to attract the attention of those student couples, all the shops put up stereos at the entrances and put on the most popular music now.All kinds of colorful lights are shining, and there is a lot of people.But after leaving the university town, the appearance of the suburban village was restored. Few of the dilapidated old-fashioned bungalows were lit, and a few street lamps on the street were no longer lit. The surrounding land was desolate and very dark. , like a black cloth splashed with ink, with no side to be seen.

There was no sound of music or pedestrians on the side of the road, and Shen Qing knew that the two of them had already left the university town.

"You can also call me by my old name, Wang Anguo, although I'm called Li Jie now." Wang Anguo took off his mask, threw it on the co-pilot, and continued driving, looking at the route with deep emotion. He was indeed heading towards Chaoyang. Drive in the direction of the avenue.