It's raining again. It rains 360 days a year. ......

Touch out the pocket of cigarettes, light the fire, inhale two, I look at the gray sky daze up. Smoking half, far from seeing a woman holding a baby over, I then put out the cigarette, just squatting in place to wait for the car.

It's only been ten days or so since my last car accident, and I'm quickly recovering and starting to wander around again. It was the weekend, and being bored at home, I went to a prestigious place of interest to have a look around twice. It's a pity that the gate is built so large, and inside are just two mounds of graves, the only thing that characterizes them is that the wasted area is just a little bit bigger than other cemeteries. There wasn't much to see there, just three or two lonely souls. We chatted for a while, until that what a what ba shrimp rice Heshuo princess nagging up when I can not stand it, so early to leave. Come to think of it, the only gain today is to follow a bunch of Spanish tour groups behind the free listening to the tour guide.

Now I'm gonna get a ride home. I have to work tomorrow.

What? A ghost hunter has to work? Am I kidding? Don't ghost hunters make enough money?

Actually, not only me, but most ghost hunters still have serious things to do during the day. Just watch the TV show for this one.

It's not so much about the money as it is about keeping a good mindset.

Ghost hunters are also human beings, and dealing with ghosts this kind of thing is not really interesting. Psychological quality is good nothing to say, but often do not contact with people, withdrawn for a long time, what unexpected situations, and even some people do to the end of the psychiatric hospital.

Again, I'm under more pressure than the average ghost hunter, so I have to reach out to people, and just three months ago I applied for a job, and it was a simple one, a small translation job for a company. Of course, don't think it's because I've actually mastered any language skills on my own, it's all because a ghost who died in World War II is helping me out. His name was Wu Da. He wasn't a soldier, he was an attendant interpreter for a certain commander in WWII, proficient in Japanese English German and a little bit of Spanish, and was said to be a little bit famous, but unfortunately, he fell ill and died in a plague.

More than three months ago, I inadvertently helped him, and in order to repay me, he offered to stay with me on an eight-hour workday to help me with the translation. I was hesitant because I didn't want to get too close to anyone and I didn't need the money, so I refused. But who would have thought, this Wu Da is so enthusiastic that people can not carry, and even hide me to submit a resume. When one morning, I realized that I had been hired by XX company, I was still dreaming with my toothbrush in my mouth. But then I realized there were advantages to it. Because for one, I found a stable environment with normal people. Secondly, I was able to sleep on the way to work and turn in at the end of the day, earning a few thousand dollars more each month. Thirdly, Wu Da can also do what he wants to do every day, the ghost is much more refreshed, and will not be around me every day sighing. --In fact, I have always suspected that this is the real purpose of him to help me, to know that this guy before his death is a workaholic, the sight of work on the two eyes put light, so many years without work, can not suffocate him?

Before I knew it, the rain was getting heavier and the bus I was waiting for hadn't come yet. Sitting in the waiting platform to avoid the rain, I looked around aimlessly.

Not far from here, there was a traffic accident last month, I heard that a person died, caused by drunk driving. Now this road killer is really much, drink and still on the street, this is not intentionally want to murder? The driver is still alive and kicking. But I know, this guy sooner or later to be retribution, look at the fog, the soul may be creating opportunities for revenge.

"Ah, Ms. Chung, why are you here too."

Just as I was still looking at the downpour and thinking, there were more people around me without realizing it, and one of them took off when the guy saw me and greeted me. I looked around and the corner of my mouth twitched.

If it isn't Natsukawa, the man who saw me embarrassed the other night and nagged and loved me so much.

Speaking of this guy even if it is a rare holiday also dressed neatly, brown sweatshirt white pants plus a pair of light colored sneakers, and ear length hair cleaned up, carefully smell, the body actually has a fragrance ...... is really enough pussy.

Looking at his fluttering eyes that wanted to communicate with me, I quickly turned my head sideways to scratch the itch pretending not to see him. But this guy is quite thick skinned, pretending to be unaware of my indifference, and moved a little closer to me, smiling gently, "What a heavy rain ah ...... ah, you don t have an umbrella, Ms. Zhong?"

I didn't want to get close to him, so I continued to pretend that the rain was too loud to hear. Seeing that I did not respond to his two inquiries, he finally felt embarrassed and did not speak again, just looked at the sky with me. But to say that this guy is quite popular, waiting for the car during the time actually one after another three or four waves of little girls ran to talk to him, noisy, annoying to death, but he also good nature, actually and others smiling chat, I looked at him speechlessly, he saw me look over, immediately to me with a smile, I quickly turn away, continue to pretend not to see.

Just say also strange, this car has gone a set and a set, but this guy actually has not gone. I chatter in my mind is not he and I have the same car, but it is really bad enough, that guy in the daze for more than 20 minutes, once again and I accosted the words called me dumbfounded: "ah, the car is really, how have not come to it? Speaking of which, do you also take the 515?"

The second I heard that, I almost dropped the cigarette I was holding in my mouth.

Really in the same car as me!

I wasn't fazed by the thought. Watching a cab coming in the distance, I reached out to stop it in a hurry. Can I not take the bus anymore?

Unfortunately, I don't know what happened to the cab driver's eyes, but he stopped next to a little girl in white who hadn't waved at the front. That girl looked like she didn't want to take a cab in the first place, and that car stopped for a long time before she bent down to get in. I cursed and had to stop another one, but somewhere along the line, I suddenly felt a little something special for that white girl.

This sense is colloquially called the sixth sense (ordinary people have it too, but it's weak). All I have to do is twitch at the corner of my eye or hiccup and I know that nothing good is going on around me.

Staring at the woman in white, vaguely seeing blood at the corners of her mouth, I unconsciously admired my heart and said

Nice guy, out for a stroll in broad daylight ......

I'm not catching every ghost, I'm not messing with me, and people aren't paying me to catch her, so naturally I won't move her. What's more ......

A look at the roiling fog and a glance at the cab driver's red face from drinking made me realize a few things in my mind.

So it is.

However, it was the one thing that came out that caught my attention, and as a direct result, bus 515 was already here before I could stop the cab. Sighing in annoyance, thinking that instead of spending 30 bucks on a taxi, it would be better to spend 2 bucks on the bus, I got on. Turning back to see Xia Chuan also followed, I was even more depressed. Who would have thought, after the coin, I was planning to find a seat away from him to sit down, suddenly, the situation behind me again.

"Ah, crap, I'm out of change ......"

"Not even two dollars?"

"I'm sorry, I only took my card with me when I left the house, I forgot to bring cash."

"Hey, anyone else go out with just a card? Anyone you know, lend it to me."

Only after the words were finished, Xia Chuan unconsciously looked at me and smiled greatly, "That, Ms. Zhong, I've used up all my money. Do you have any change, can you lend me 2 dollars, I'll return it to you next time."

"......"

I had the 2 dollars, of course, but I'm about as likely to give something away as I am to give someone the end of the road, so I came back raw:

"I'm sorry, I don't have one. You ask someone else."

"Ah ......"

He obviously didn't expect me to refuse and was momentarily confused.

Him asking anyone else obviously wouldn't work. The reason this car was late was that there were so few people sitting in it, and after looking around, there was no one left except for a couple who looked like no one else and two sleeping amazons, but I can't be soft and hurt people can I?

Seeing no acquaintances, Natsukawa had to ask me again.

"Is there really no ......?"

"No really."

"Really?"

His eyes peeked into my pockets that had just clunked and clattered, and I covered my pockets with an expressionless face and said

"No."

"Really?"

"Really!"

"...... Otherwise it's okay to borrow three dollars."

I was speechless: "Are you a pig? I don't even have two dollars, where can I borrow you three? Not even half a dollar!"

"Hey, sir, our car needs to go."

"......"

Hearing my answer, and because the driver was rushing me, Natsukawa looked a little frustrated and eventually had to step out of the car.

However, counting his steps, thinking that this kid had saved me yesterday, I was a bit suffering from conscience. Finally, seeing him aggrievedly touching the door to get off, I did not hold back, impatiently said

"Okay, okay, wait!"

As the words left my mouth, I walked over to the driver, threw in 2 dollars, and said, "There just happens to be an extra 2 dollars, so just see if anyone doesn't have any money and let them get on the bus."

And Natsukawa immediately resurrected as if he heard the sound of coins clinking and smiled gratefully at me:

"Thank you, Ms. Chung, I'll pay you back the next time we meet."

Hearing this, I just held my chin and looked out the window and said, "Sorry, I didn't lend you any money, don't pay it back."

"......"

This attitude obviously puzzled him, but seeing that he also looked away, he then sat quietly in front of me, although still wondering what had happened.

It's raining even more.

The ride was pretty quiet, with the kid sitting up straight while I wiped my wet hair in the back. He sneaked a look back at me once in a while and I pretended to sleep or look at the scenery. And so it went until he got off first.

When the car stopped, I instantly threw down the handkerchief I was using to wipe my hair and pretended to be asleep so I wouldn't have to interact with him. I felt someone walk past me and someone else step out of the car without hearing Natsukawa's voice, but when the car drove off, I opened my eyes again only to look down and realize there was an extra umbrella beside me.

Isn't that the kid's umbrella?

I was a little surprised and quickly looked out the window, only to see Natsukawa walking in the rain. I pulled the window open and yelled:

"Hey, your umbrella!"

But he rushed at me and said happily with a very gentle expression, "Ms. Zhong, it's okay, you can take it and use it, and just give it back to me the next time we meet."

I was dumbfounded to hear this.

Isn't this guy a little too nice? And how do you guarantee you'll see me next time?

But holding the umbrella, I didn't feel too bad, it was better than continuing to get wet the rest of the way. Mind you, I'll be walking for a while after the car stops.

As the car continued to drive, I looked at the blue umbrella beside me and felt my heart was still really refreshed. Some words are tangled in the mouth of the throat, but how can not say. Just think along the way that the day before yesterday I said bad luck white chrysanthemums, but now also very smooth.

And just as my thoughts were racing, the cell phone on my belt rang, and I looked down to see that the signal was red - there was a new mission.

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