The guard uncle was alone in the duty room, watching Gu Mo walk out helplessly.
He didn't know what his psychology was, but he felt a little disappointed when he found that the other party gave up so simply and neatly. There was a tension deep in his heart that even he himself was not aware of.
Xiao Gu is really a little nervous tonight.
He comforted himself by thinking this. At the same time, he felt that it was a bit chilly late at night. He subconsciously looked around and once again felt that the community was too quiet and empty at night. What just happened also made him inevitably have random thoughts. He lowered his head and looked at his phone. The freeze-frame of the horror movie was still displayed on the screen, and he quickly turned it off.
At this time, Gu Mo, who had not gone too far, couldn't help but turn around and stare at the community duty room behind him.
He hesitated, focusing slightly.
So the interactive box that said "Send Message" flickered slightly, and then a new page replaced the original frame and appeared in front of his eyes. It looked like he clicked a new link on the computer. So a new pop-up page popped up like that.
Looking at the translucent input box in front of him, he found that there was a flashing vertical line in the upper left corner. Gu Mo twitched the corner of his mouth. He felt that the interface in front of him really seemed to be the same as when he was typing on a computer. , especially the cursor in the input field is the same...
It's obviously so real, it's so clear, why is it just my imagination? Why do I have such hallucinations?
With a very depressed sigh, Gu Mo turned around and walked towards the opposite road. He hadn't decided yet whether he wanted to give it another try, or should he talk to Uncle Ding first and let him cooperate with him to test it?
After just a moment's thought, Gu Mo rejected the idea.
Even though the guard uncle seems to be very amiable, everyone in the community knows how difficult this stubborn old man is to mess with. He is particularly trouble-making and has a loud voice. He likes to point fingers behind other people's homes and pick up on trivial matters. Once he finds out, it will spread throughout the entire community within half an hour...
——It's often a version of the joke that the old man improvises and adapts...
Even though the two sides were still greeting each other just now, it was mainly a matter of politeness. After all, people usually look up but don't look down, so it's hard to express conflicts in person. In fact, they are not that familiar. Not long after Gu Mo moved here last year, he was rumored for being a homebody.
Although it's not a big deal, it's still not a good experience.
So he thought about it and let it go. If he came back after going out for a late-night snack, the news that he was a mentally ill person would have spread throughout the community. That would be really bad.
Just watch it yourself.
Well, it's good to test it out, at least to confirm whether it's his problem... As for whether this will be exposed, Gu Mo thought about it and felt that he didn't want to worry too much at all. Not to mention that Old Man Ding was known to have a big mouth. If anyone else said something that was obviously ridiculous, they wouldn't be believed.
What do you mean? Then why don't you go to heaven?
As long as a few passers-by discover a little secret, it would be the most ridiculous to be wanted by the country and be sliced into pieces. Unless the entire country has a hive mind... What's more, as long as you refuse to admit it, then even Old Man Ding You will suspect that it is your own problem——
Gu Mo is very experienced in this.
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"This little Gu is really coming here in the middle of the night to play tricks on me. Oh my, young people nowadays are really inferior to each other..."
I don't know what the rightful owner I have buried is thinking about, but the guard uncle who is still alone in the duty room is talking to himself at this moment, as if he wants to relieve his tension a little. .
What just happened really made him feel a little confused. Although he refused to believe it rationally, he still couldn't help but become distracted and have all kinds of random thoughts in his mind. I just feel that the more I think about it, the weirder it becomes, and I even subconsciously think of some particularly weird directions.
"How is this possible..." The guard uncle shook his head vigorously to dispel the increasingly unreliable thoughts in his mind. Why couldn't he help himself?
However……
Just at this time...
"Ding Hongxuan..."
A somewhat familiar voice rang directly in the ears of the guard.
Um? Didn't Xiao Gu just walk out of the entrance passage in front of the duty room?
When did he walk into the duty room and stand behind him? ! And calling yourself by your name is really rude!
Of course, the guard uncle was stunned for a moment, and then he turned around to scold him in displeasure, but his eyes swept across the monitor screen beside the table. In an instant, it was like an electric current ran through his spine. The hair-raising horror made him stop abruptly. He turned around and almost twisted his neck.
Because judging from the surveillance, he was the only one in the duty room, and there was nothing behind him...
So what was going on with that sentence I just heard?
"...!!"
After reacting, the doorman's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead, and his complexion turned gray in an instant.
He felt that there were waves of cold air from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Cap, his scalp was numb, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen, and his heart was pounding in his chest as if it was about to fly.
It was like going back to that day when I was a child and saw a vicious dog roaring towards me. My mind went blank and I didn't dare to move.
With sweaty palms, numbness on the soles of his feet, and weak legs, the guard uncle felt that there was something standing there behind him, waiting for him to turn around or respond - just like in folklore, someone suddenly called him at night. Name, once you turn back or agree, the person is gone...
"Ding Hongxuan..."
The faint voice sounded in his ears again, as close as if someone was calling him right next to him. If it could be explained that he heard it wrong before, then this time there was no way to lie to himself anyway, and the monitoring But it happened to show that he was the only figure in the duty room.
Could it be that Xiao Gu really saw it just now?
Is there really something in the duty room that is imitating Xiao Gu's voice and calling him from behind?
The uncle's face was pale, his body was trembling slightly, and he was motionless. He made up his mind never to look back or answer the question.
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"Sure enough, what on earth was I expecting?"
Under the green trees on the sidewalk some distance from the duty room, Gu Mo used the shadows of the night to cover himself and sighed in disappointment again.
It's obvious that I'm overthinking, so why can't I give up?
Look at the guard uncle over there. He is sitting in the duty room with his head lowered and staring at the table in front of him. He must be playing with his mobile phone. He is so focused and motionless and not affected at all. This proves that he has sent it. The information did not appear at all, and it was not a real phenomenon.
I sent two messages in a row. If I could really be seen, there wouldn’t be no reaction at all, right?
Well, wait, could it be because I haven’t added friends yet, so I can’t send messages?
Want to try again?
After staring at the "Add Friend" option for several seconds, Gu Mo finally shook his head, and there was another obvious growl in his stomach at the right time.
No way, I have to find a place to eat quickly, I feel like I'm going to starve to death... Gu Mo quickly gave up the meaningless temptation, accepted the cruel reality that he was simply sick, and at the same time, driven by hunger , decisively turned around and walked towards the night market on the side.
Only the uncle of the guard in the duty room was clenching his teeth and holding on, not daring to move his body, as if he were a sculpture.
Can't move!
Can't look back!
Absolutely no sound!
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About half a minute later, we were at the night market snack street.
"That loser is here again."
——I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Gu Mo always feels that many stall owners are looking at him with such eager eyes. It just seems right when he thinks about it. After all, he has always starved to death on time this week. The posture appears and appears here.
After thinking about it for a while, although Gu Mo was already very hungry, he still didn't follow the previous principle of staying close to the food and just ate all the way. Because people always want to save face, and he was no exception, and he didn't want to let others eat. Look at yourself like you are a loser.
Once or twice is okay, but if it happens more times and is still seen by the same people, then this label will probably be confirmed.
So he ignored the eager gazes of the stall owners around him. Although when he walked past the stall, the sounds of greetings and shouts from both sides obviously became more enthusiastic and harder, but he did not stop. It was Wu Qing who walked over on his own.
The snack street is very busy, especially during this time.
After leaving the section of road he was most familiar with in front of the community, Gu Mo looked around and continued to move forward.
Probably because it was too busy, the snack bars and late-night snack stalls on both sides were overcrowded. Even though he wanted to find a place to eat quickly, it seemed that the queue would be quite long, so after hesitating for a while, he gave up. .
Walk further and find a store that doesn't have that many people.
With this thought in mind, he continued walking along the street, but when he walked to the end of the street, he found that there were just as many people everywhere. It seems that there is no other way but to queue up honestly and wait for your turn...
The disappointed Gu Mo suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the small alley next to him. The alley was a little dark and there were no street lights. He could vaguely see another street opposite the end with many shops. This made him subconsciously feel a wave of... It’s a subtle sense of dissonance. Since when was there another commercial street next to the snack street?
But that's not the point. The point is that there is a faint fragrance coming from over there.
What is the taste? ! It smells so good...
Gu Mo couldn't even control himself for a moment. He was already ravenous, but now that he suddenly smelled this aroma, he couldn't bear it anymore. He was almost in a daze, and his body reacted faster than his brain. Action was taken.
Walking into the dimly lit alley, there was a sudden buzzing in his ears, a noise mixed with electric current. There seemed to be some fragmented information in the buzzing sound. He felt harsh and frowned, what the hell? Why didn't something happen on the hour? Didn't the auditory hallucinations start to become irregular?
This is not the time to explore, and there is no point in stopping to think. After all, the situation has been going on for a long time. So after the noise mixed with electricity disappeared, Gu Mo frowned and continued to walk through the alley and came to On the other side of the street, following the smell, I came to a shop and stood in front of it.
This seems to be a Japanese-style restaurant, and the taste comes from inside.
Gu Mo glanced up subconsciously, and then was stunned for a moment, because the signboard was in Japanese and he couldn't understand it... Hey, wait, was he dazzled just now? He blinked in confusion.
After his vision became clear again, the words on the signboard clearly told him that the name of the restaurant was "Yukihira Restaurant".
Could it be that I was really hungry and dizzy just now, so when I saw a Japanese-style restaurant, I subconsciously made up my mind and thought that the signs were all in Japanese that I couldn't understand? And when I concentrated a little bit and my mind was clear, I realized that this was not the case?
Probably... Because he knew his situation, Gu Mo didn't think too much. Anyway, his hallucinations were so serious that it wouldn't be surprising if they happened again now.
However, the name of this restaurant seems somewhat familiar.
——Have you seen it somewhere?
He couldn't remember it for a while, so he didn't think much about it. Instead, he walked directly into the restaurant and quickly looked around. There was a neat and orderly wooden sign hanging on the wall behind the counter, with simple words on it. The names and prices of the dishes are written in famous handwriting.
Gu Mo didn't have any difficulty in choosing, especially when he was so hungry. His eyes quickly swept over, and he immediately eliminated the options that looked more expensive and had weirder names, and among the remaining Among the options, he prefers those he understands.
"Chuangzhen, after you finish cleaning up over there, go and put out the fire in the charcoal stove."
The man behind the counter was washing the dishes at the sink. At the same time, he thought of something and shouted without looking back.
There was no response. He glanced slightly and found his son standing not far away, wiping the tea set he had just cleaned and talking to himself in a trance.
"Today's fried rice...should be stir-fried three more times in the pot..."
The man was stunned for a moment, and then showed a happy expression.
next moment--
"Boss! Let's have egg fried rice! Let's have duck soba noodles..."
Without even looking at what the two people behind the counter were doing, Gu Mo had already picked out the midnight snack he wanted to order. He reached out and patted the table, pointed to the corresponding menu, and started ordering in one breath.
"..."
"..."
The father and son looked at each other, unable to react for a while.
