Death is the real death! At midnight, he was drunk and knocked on the door of an unfamiliar house. At the end of July 2009, a few buddies and I went to a riverside town in the neighboring city for vacation. Of course, a man’s dinner is indispensable, not to mention that he is far away from his wife’s supervision at this time. That night, we drank late into the night while drinking. When standing up from the table, everyone swayed, so they had to help each other to the hotel and walk into their own rooms.
When I woke up the next day, it was three poles in the sun. When we assembled in the hotel lobby, we did not see the Dapeng. Call Dapeng’s cell phone and turn it off. Knocking on the door of Dapeng’s room, nothing happened. Everyone hurriedly called the waiter to open the door, and saw that the bedding on the bed was spread out, and the Dapeng’s things were also there, but there was no Dapeng’s shadow in the room.
“When did he go out?” “It seems like last night, he went downstairs and said he wanted to get a bottle of water. We happened to be out of it, so he went out…” The waiter told us Startled in a cold sweat. I went out in the middle of the night, and I haven’t returned yet. There is a surging river outside the door…
A few of us broke up the town and turned the town upside down. A police car stopped in front of us. Dapeng followed the police out of the police car. When we were surprised, Dapeng said: “This hotel is so black that I don’t even have to drink my saliva, and while I was out to buy water, I gave the room to someone else and asked them for a deposit, hey, No! So, I called the police, you guys, there is nothing wrong, right?” The few of us heard in the mist, not knowing what happened in the middle.
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In the end, the police helped us solve the mystery: “This buddy, go downstairs to buy water, and when I look back, I went to the third floor of the hotel next door. He stabbed with the key for a long time, did not open the door, and quarreled the sleeping person inside. Then he went downstairs and clamored to check out, and asked him to return the deposit to him. They said he was anxious without his registration. Yes, call us. No, I slept in our duty room for a long time, and it seemed to be a little awake now, saying that he was staying in this hotel, so we sent him back…”
That was the case, there was a false alarm without any danger. Afterwards, thinking about it, I was still very scared. The polite gentleman Dapeng can faint to such a degree with a few drinks. The power of alcohol cannot be underestimated!
Third, the “feedback” of life
In the fall of 2016, I was studying in Nanning University.
It was an afternoon with fresh air. I was reading in the dormitory and suddenly smelled a strong smell of gas. I exclaimed, “It’s not good, where is the gas leaking?” The girls in the same bedroom heard this and looked at me with surprise: “Where is the smell of gas?”
< br/> I take a deep breath, yes, it smells like gas! With my shortness of breath came, I was uneasy, as if something big was going to happen!
I instinctively picked up my mobile phone and called my parents. Both parents were on lunch break and they said everything was fine at home. After hanging up the phone, I felt relieved, and suddenly the figure of a teacher named Lin when I was in elementary school flashed into my mind. We haven’t been in contact for almost 10 years, but why do I think of him in this situation? Something happened to Teacher Lin?
Under the surprised gaze of the girls in the same dormitory, I dialed a dozen old friends like crazy, and finally asked Lin’s phone number. I dialed Teacher Lin’s phone three times, but no one answered. My heart beats faster, and it feels like being choked by gas. I rushed out of the dormitory in a panic, rushed to the school gate, stopped a taxi, and went straight to Teacher Lin’s house.
In the car, I was so anxious that I was going to collapse. The smell of gas in my nose is getting heavier and heavier, and I even heard hard breathing in my ears…
When I rushed to the door of Teacher Lin’s house, I rang the doorbell, but no one responded. I patted the door hard, but still no one came to open the door. bad! Is the person inside unconscious? I picked up the phone and dialed 110.
At the moment the door was pushed open, a strong smell of gas came out, and Teacher Lin was lying on the floor at home and was unconscious…
10 years ago, I drowned and it was Teacher Lin who saved my life, and 10 years later, my ghost went straight to his house and rescued him from a gas leak. Isn’t that another way of doing it” Feed back”?