boss take me to death

The flight attendant showed a little surprise, put Shu Yuebai down, turned around and left.

Not even a rebuttal.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and asked, "Are you getting off the car today?"

Zhao Qingchuan: "No more."

This flight attendant was so terrifying, but Zhao Qingchuan didn't seem to be afraid at all.

Fortunately, the flight attendant didn't bother them, and left after asking.

After the flight attendant left, Shu Yuebai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The cabin was still dull and oppressive.

But it's much better than before.

He wanted to say something to Zhao Qingchuan, but seeing his expression, he couldn't speak.

Obviously he was not like this when he was a child, but now he puts on a cold face all the time.

Shu Yuebai and Zhao Qingchuan have been neighbors since childhood.

It is always easy for boys to play together. Maybe it is an inconspicuous toy or a boring game, which can make them develop friendship.

And the boat of friendship is steady and never capsizes.

They are people who share their thoughts with each other, buddies who get into trouble together, and partners who share the blame of their parents.

The parents of the two families regard the two children as their own children and take care of each other.

If one of the family has something to do, it doesn't matter if the other child lives in the other's house for ten days and a half months.

Shu Yuebai was very afraid of ghosts since she was a child, and when her parents were away, she always slept with Zhao Qingchuan.

In Shu Yuebai's understanding, they want to grow up together, work together, enter the society, and start a family.

In the end, there are a lot of children and grandchildren together, and they will always be best friends when they grow old.

But on a certain day in the third year of junior high school, it was a very ordinary day. At that time, the senior high school entrance examination was about to take place, and the atmosphere in the school was still quite tense.

Shu Yuebai was also planning to play basketball with Zhao Qingchuan in the afternoon and relax.

But during recess, he was called out by the teacher and never came back.

Before that, I had never heard from him or his family members that anything was going to happen.

So even if Shu Yuebai was killed, Zhao Qingchuan would never, never come back after leaving like this.

Without leaving a single word, he suddenly disappeared from life.

So even though so many years have passed in a flash, the two meet again on such a weird train.

In Shu Yuebai's heart, Zhao Qingchuan was still the most reliable existence.

Just as when he saw him just now, he greeted him without any grudges, as if there was no estrangement after so many years of separation.

But Zhao Qingchuan was obviously no longer the person he was back then.

His appearance has hardly changed since he left, but his personality is completely different.

become icy.

Like a dead man without emotion.

Shu Yuebai was also taken aback when such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Why do you think so?

They are obviously best friends, why do they feel that the other party is a dead person when they meet again.

Shu Yuebai has an outgoing personality, and has made many friends one after another over the years.But in his heart, there is only one best friend.

But people's thoughts and doubts are like a stubborn seed. As long as it is given a little chance to germinate, it will continue to absorb nutrients, grow vigorously, and grow into a towering tree.

Shu Yuebai had to admit that once she had the idea that "the other party doesn't look like a living person", she felt more and more that the other party didn't look like a living person.

It wasn't just Zhao Qingchuan, he felt that most of the people in this carriage didn't look like living people.

But don't!He thought, if it was a human being, at least he could resist; if it was a ghost, just thinking about it would make his legs go limp.

But the more I tell myself not to think about it, the more I can't control my nerves.

He secretly glanced at Zhao Qingchuan from the corner of his eye, his face was slightly paler than ordinary people.

Tsk, it's a little nicer.

Realizing that he was looking at him, Zhao Qingchuan also turned his head, frowning.

Seems a little unhappy.

"Flexible movements, vivid expressions, not quite like a dead person in the traditional sense." Shu Yuebai thought.

But his facial features are really the same as they were a few years ago.

When Zhao Qingchuan left suddenly, he was already very tall.Among children of the same age, he is considered the fastest growing group.Because of this, Shu Yuebai is often dissatisfied, the two of them are obviously about the same age, why is she so much shorter.

But now it seems.At least according to their sitting postures, Zhao Qingchuan is not as tall as himself.

After so many years of separation, he actually hasn't grown any longer?

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Qingchuan asked.

In the early days, I was too scared and didn't notice it, but now I realized that his voice was also a little immature.

"You boy, I haven't seen you for so many years, can't I still look at you?" Although she was slightly puzzled, Shu Yuebai still greeted him as usual.

If it is this person, even if it is a ghost, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Am I good-looking?" Probably because Shu Yuebai wasn't embarrassed at all, nor did she look away.Zhao Qingchuan suddenly asked a strange question.

"It's beautiful, why not, it's as beautiful as before." Seeing that Zhao Qingchuan didn't ignore people anymore, Shu Yuebai started to talk more.

He was always a talker.

"Think about how many people in and out of class like you before!"

"It's so pretty, I like it too." As he spoke, he deliberately teased the other party with his eyes.

When he said that before, the other party would always be very embarrassed.

But this time it didn't work, Zhao Qingchuan seemed to be a little unhappy suddenly, and frowned again.

The atmosphere cooled down again.

Shuyue's vernacular chatter is more of a chatterbox, but it's not that she doesn't know how to read people's faces. Everyone else has made such expressions, so it's not good for him to bother them anymore.

It's just that, because after so many years, the most important person he thought was no longer the most important person.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head in disappointment.

Look at the rusty ground.

The iron sheet was rusty, slightly reddish, and the mottled rust was scattered all over the floor of the carriage.

There was of course some rust smell in the car too, kind of like blood.

He stared at the ground with ecstasy, connecting the rust spots on the ground into lines one by one, and his eyes moved forward following the lines.

Then saw a pair of galoshes covered in plaster.

He had been playing a boring matching game in his head.

Suddenly crashed.

The rubber shoes were very dirty, as if they had just come off the construction site. Usually, when people have to take a long-distance bus, even if they don't dress up well, they will take care of them a little.

If it's just dirty, I can't draw a conclusion.

But looking up along the shoes, the entire trouser leg seemed to be congealed by painstaking effort, a little stiff.

The trousers were originally blue and black, so even if they were stained with blood, it would not be obvious. Besides, the trousers were muddy and dusty, so they were dirty and ugly.

But the trousers looked stiff, and their shape was a bit strange, as if...as if they were lying on the ground, soaked in a lot of blood, and slowly drying out.

He moved his eyes cautiously and looked at the other foot of the man.

Even though his line of sight was such a quiet thing, he was terribly afraid, for fear that this slight change would attract attention.

Maybe it's not because I'm afraid of being discovered, maybe it's because I'm afraid of what I'll find out.

The condition of the other foot was naturally even worse, because it was directly deformed, as if the bone was crushed by some heavy object, twisted uncoordinatedly, and somewhat weirdly limp.

There may be workers from other places, because they are in a hurry to go home and have no time to tidy themselves up.

But no one would take a long train with such a badly injured foot.

Shu Yuebai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her hands were covered with goosebumps, and a creepy feeling came over her head.

Because he suddenly remembered that before he got into the car today, he seemed to have seen a piece of news by chance.

A construction site with potential safety hazards was investigated and dealt with several times, but still did not repent.

The night before, the tall steel frame suddenly collapsed, crushing several workers who were working the night shift.

Those who were in a slightly better condition were rescued, but five people were trapped inside.

The sticks are intricately intertwined one by one, and if you want to take them apart, it will inevitably cause secondary damage to the five innermost people.

People can't move their hands, and there is no suitable machine. Such a big incident happened, and the boss was completely panicked, and the incident was not hidden.

Soon, reporters and officials arrived.

They comforted the oppressed workers, saying that the machines were on their way, and that if they persisted, they would surely be rescued.

Whether there is a machine or not, no one knows.

At three or four o'clock in the morning, all five workers finally died.

The rescuers let go of their hands and feet, removed the steel bars, and dug out the body.

The incident was so big that no one could hide it, and it made headlines the next day.

When she saw the news, Shu Yuebai felt a little unhappy.I wanted to talk to someone, but the one next to him was his girlfriend.

It's not good to do this kind of thing with a delicate and weak girl, so I can only hold back.

Five people.

Now in this carriage, there happened to be five dirty-looking workers with their heads down, silent.

Just like most of the people on the train, it was eerily quiet, no one was talking, and no one was resting, all of them were in the same posture, with their faces facing the ground.

Zhao Qingchuan had probably been paying attention to him all the time, seeing his current behavior, he must have been frightened.

It's the same as Shu Yuebai who was always shy in my memory.

"Don't look at it if you're afraid!" He still couldn't say warm and considerate words like Zhao Qingchuan before, but he couldn't hide his concern in his cold words.

While talking, he held Su Yuebai's face and turned it towards himself.

His hands were also cold.

Now Shu Yuebai looked at him, not afraid at all, regardless of whether it was a ghost or not, at least he looked like a human being.

Appearing in front of him without flesh and blood has already made a great contribution to maintaining his fragile little heart.

"Let me tell you about the current situation." Although the whole car was extremely quiet, talking didn't seem to be a forbidden thing.

Zhao Qingchuan's tone was still a bit cold, but matched with his immature voice, there was a little bit of special warmth.

Even if it wasn't loud, the clear voice of the young man broke the silence and the deadly atmosphere of the carriage.

More or less, it also dispelled the fear in Shu Yuebai's heart.

"It's a back-and-forth train, at least for most of the passengers."

The author has something to say: Small Theater —————————

Qi Yanling: Play a little game, guess who I am.

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Qingchuan has a long and thin belt, and the carriages and horses go leisurely.

This is the poem in Wang Wei's "Return to Songshan", which is also the origin of Zhao Qingchuan's name.