"Senior--!" This is Ao Yixin's scream; he saw it in the rear-view mirror: a car with a speed of more than 100 mph couldn't win against a woman with only two legs running. Oh, no! Wrong, she was running on all fours; Ao Yixin screamed even worse.
Not knowing what to make of it, Vicky looked back just as the woman jumped onto the trunk of the car and met her, with a white face, wide eyes, and a gaping mouth that was in the middle of a smile.
Vicky's octave scream made the car skid for a while; Le Wenzhou made efforts to control the car but did not yet have time to react; there was a thud, thud sound from the roof of the car; someone climbed on top of the vehicle followed by a bang on the windscreen. This time, the car got out of control, flew off the road, heavily hit the mountain wall, and flipped twice.
***
I am curious to know how long it took. Le Wenzhou came to his senses. He felt a sharp pain in his forehead, the car accident when he hit the steering wheel, and only remembered a black before his eyes.
"Wenzhou ......" Vicky's call came. Le Wenzhou strained to unbuckle the seat belt beside Ao Yixin, who had earlier fainted, a little worried about the back seat. Vicky.
"Wenzhou ......" Vicky's bloody hand caught him, followed by a ring strangling Le Wenzhou's neck, a little breathless.
"......V......Vicky, this is very difficult for me ......" Le Wenzhou struggled and twisted his head.
That woman, miserably white face, wide-eyed, cracked her mouth and smiled at him; Le Wenzhou only remembered that he couldn't even make a miserable sound ......
***
"Wenzhou, Wenzhou!" Vicky pressed down on the still-struggling Le Wenzhou, who finally woke in a cold sweat. Bewildered, he looked around; Ao Yixin was lying on the hospital bed beside him, while Vicky's hand was wrapped in a bandage, and his head was in sharp pain.
"Well ...... I told you! You're going to hit a ghost soon ......" Fei Wu lit up a cigarette and stood leisurely and leisurely.
Staring at Fei Wu, the man is still very leisurely swallowing, spitting his cigarette. Le Wenzhou would like to raise half of his eyebrows, but unfortunately, the headache is half dead and can only be tightly wrinkled; this person knows this is a hospital ward, ah?
"Do you think Wenzhou will encounter ...... that? But he has never had this kind of thing happen since childhood; why......" Although her heart palpitates, Vicky beamed; fear is greater than the love of beauty; compared to seeing ghosts and disfigurement, the latter is more serious. She had been in a car accident, she had almost disfigured her face, it was an unforgivable sin, even a ghost couldn't be this arrogant!
"There's always a first time for everything; just get used to it." Fei Wu said very quickly, the tone even has some 'you will meet again in the future' meaning; Le Wenzhou has a very want to die impulse; why is he ah? Why him? Wasn't being scared once enough? Why him?
"Mr He's character is really ...... rare light ......" Fei Wu found it interesting that this kind of person did not die young. He has lived to such a great age and has never seen anything strange, so I really can't help but admire him.
"It's impossible ...... to be light ...... and it's not the first day that I've been light ...... I haven't encountered it before." Le Wenzhou hadn't finished his sentence yet, and Vicky rushed to give him a stern look. Some words can't be said!
"Don't say that word! ...... Peopeo, replace it with Peopeo!" Vicky's instruction was not to be denied; the two men just gave her a look each; this woman was naive and scary.
"God knows?" Fei Wu waved his hand; seriously, there was a charge for finding him to handle things ......
***
After completing the discharge formalities, it's already dark by the time they get home, and Le Wenzhou is spread out on the sofa, staring at the TV in disbelief. Fei Wu wants them not to worry too much about bumping into ghosts. They are also divided into many kinds of grades, some just passing by, some to seek revenge, and some looking for a scapegoat. Le Wenzhou's circle of life is elementary, gentle, and good-tempered, so there are not many chances to offend others, and the probability of hurting others to the point of making them come back to take revenge even after death is even lower than zero; Fei Wu speculates that maybe they met the female ghost looking for a scapegoat, and happened to bump into Le Wenzhou, who is surprisingly light.
The incident was so simple; the wrong thing and person happened at the wrong time.
"Wenzhou, there are grapefruit leaves in the bathroom; remember to bring them to wash." Vicky was tidying up her things. Don't look at this young lady as a foreigner, but when it comes to superstition, she can do anything.
"Oh ......" Le Wenzhou answered, rummaged through some clean clothes and trousers, and went into the bathroom; the smell of the hospital disinfectant stained his body; even if he was not sick, he smelled for a long time and felt wrong.
"Wenzhou, don't lock the door!" Vicky threw a few boxes of frozen food into the microwave, set two bottles of beer on the coffee table, crossed her long legs, and pressed the remote control.
"Huh?" Who takes a shower without locking the door?
"You've got a concussion! Come on, you have to scream when you're dizzy!" Vicky giggled twice as if the TV program was to her liking.
"Oh, ......" Le Wenzhou tested the temperature of the water, and the next moment, Vicky, standing by the door, jumped in shock.
"Get out!" Le Wenzhou was not in a good mood, pulling the shower curtain forcefully. Vicky pretended to let out a long sigh; there was no excellent show to watch.
