On the way home, I twisted my neck and stretched my bones. Genius is dark, and the phone time display is more than six o’clock in the afternoon. In the hot pot city behind, the music that came from Qu Wanting was the one that was popular last year. Crossing the road, the traffic density is not large. So, walk slowly and without purpose. There is no danger, and there are no pedestrians behind or in front of you.
When I walked to the opposite of a company, the front of the company was the old one for many years. It is still today, familiar scenes, familiar lights and neatly parked vehicles. Of course, those newspaper reading columns still stand in the dark, obscuring most of the front door of the company.
I looked at the lights, actually looking at the side of the road, and then looking ahead: there is a pair of legs under the newspaper column until the one standing. I know it’s the security guard on night duty reading the newspaper. I don’t care much.
Crossed the road and walked along the sidewalk where the company is located. Of course, there are lights behind the company, so you can read the newspaper column clearly. I couldn’t help but be curious, this security guard can learn a lot. I looked back, and there was nothing.
I was wondering, a red car rushed out of the sidewalk on the flower bed, which shocked me, and quickly jumped away to avoid it. At the end of the day, I don’t know when another car will come behind him. It was still a little bit, involuntarily cursed.
Although frightened, fortunately, it’s safe.
After the fright, I looked back at the newspaper column, but there was still no one. The company’s gate is brightly lit. Turning around, it was dark in front of him, and there were no vehicles on the driveway outside the flower bed, but the distant lights still revealed the temptation to go home. But it was quiet, with an alley on the left and a flowerbed on the right. But I feel dark, and there is still a long way to go in a short distance.
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Involuntarily looking back, it’s still the same, there is no one in the newspaper column. The bottom of the newspaper column is also empty, and I can see the gate of the hot pot city that I just walked through.
Looking back, there is nothing in front of me. But I feel that the upper left in front of me is about the same height as me. It seems that there is a pale face, pale eyes, resentful eyes, dry and cold. Flickering is floating, and it trembles with my steps. Just above the front, under the canopy. The first feeling is that my heart shrinks, my whole body trembles, chills, and then, an inexplicable fire rises from my heart. I also looked at it fiercely, but didn’t see it. I lowered my eyes and looked in front of me, but I could clearly feel it drifting.
The feeling told me: I interrupted it! It also seems to be looking for a body of sustenance. Could it be me? !
I silently apologized to the guy in my heart, and at the same time comforted myself, not deliberately, just chance encounter, chance encounter, forgiveness, forgiveness!