The setting sun. Lose the lot. I know I have been staring here for a long time. The tourists around are flowing and leaving noisily.
“It’s time to go back too!” My heart thought so, a kind of melancholy that was hard to be known, quietly rose and overflowed.
“Hi! Brother Fu——, why are you here?!” I was about to withdraw, and a voice came from the pond in the middle of the lotus. I turned around and saw a thin middle-aged man working towards me. The man’s face is sharp and angular, his forehead is wide, his eyes are protruding, his nose is straight, and his lips are thick. Is he calling me?
“Hey—Brother Fu, don’t go—” He hurriedly went ashore, chasing after me while putting on his clothes and shouted: “Brother Fu, did you forget me? !” I continued walking, searching all the memories in my head for an instant, and there was no such person in the memory files. “Brother Fu, I am here to Wang——” he said and chased me, his voice contained excuses and grievances. Come on? No, there is absolutely no such person! I stopped, glanced at the surprised eyes from all around, and said to him: “I am not named Fu, and I don’t know you. You must have seen the wrong person.”
“It’s you!——” The person who called Laiwang stared at the big blister, stared at me and said: “It’s you!——I think your name is Brother Fu, maybe you It’s not Brother Fu, but the person I’m looking for is you, definitely you!” He said eagerly, and gave me a helpless smile.
“Are you looking for me?” I sneered a few times in my heart: “Is there anything to do with me?”
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“Why are you looking for me?” I lowered my heart and asked him in a low voice.
“I don’t know.” His eyes suddenly became misty. “Don’t know?! Haha!” I couldn’t help but scream!
Oh my god, did I meet a ghost?
The sky dimmed. I’m leaving now. There is no light on the mountain road, which is very dangerous. I followed the last few tourists and quickened my pace.
“Brother Fu, why are you treating me like this? Can’t we be friends?” He staggered after me, pleading bitterly.
“Is it so fucking!” I roared in an air: “Nothing, get out of me!”
I know him Didn’t get away, just follow behind me. I stopped talking and continued to walk, and my heart became flustered. My thoughts were so confused, I actually checked my fault. What did i do wrong? What does it mean to follow this ghost? He doesn’t know my mood. I was bullied by the leader in the unit and at home.