Xunyang University.
A dark-colored Cullinan was slowly leaving. Groups of young ladies stared at it with wide eyes. This was a car worth tens of thousands of dollars!
If they can get into the car, their next life will be guaranteed.
It's a pity that this car that has made countless young ladies excited has no intention of stopping at all.
In the car, the middle-aged man who was driving meticulously in the driver's seat suddenly said, "Master, you shouldn't be like this."
The boy in the back seat curled his lips, looked at the slowly receding scenery outside the window, and said absently: "He is my friend."
"You shouldn't be friends with him." The man shook his head, still staring ahead meticulously.
"We, the Wei family, cannot afford to offend him or them!"
After a while, the man sighed deeply, and for the first time an expression appeared on his face.
It is a kind of happiness and fear of surviving the disaster
…
Xun Dashu boys dormitory.
"Hao Ren, I'm not really a fat man. You also know how awesome this guy is. When he beat up the principal's son, he did it when he was told. He almost got killed by a brick."
"In the end, nothing happened to the youngest. Instead, the principal was shot open twice, and his son's mess was also found out. The father and son went in to pick up soap together."
While packing his things, the fat man looked at Hao Ren and continued: "Even a being as awesome as the youngest dare not touch things, and my thin arms and legs will break at a touch, so I asked for leave first and went back to hide." Hide and come see you later!"
"Um."
Hao Ren nodded and focused all his attention on the mobile phone that the youngest left for him. He inserted his own mobile phone card and turned it on.
The interface of the mobile phone is very simple, as simple as an elderly phone.
Ten minutes later, the fat man dragged an overly large suitcase past Hao Ren, not forgetting to say hello to Hao Ren before going out.
"I'm leaving, take care of yourself."
"goodbye."
Hao Ren raised his hand and waved with his back to the fat man.
He doesn't blame the fat man. If the identities were exchanged, he would leave without hesitation. It is human nature to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.
Nothing to worry about!
"If you want to understand what happened in these three days, you first need to understand why I was selected."
Putting down his phone, Hao Ren took a piece of white paper, picked up his pen and wrote his name, followed by several keywords.
Hao Ren: [Different], [Selected], [Death], [Photo], [Tenth Person], [Non-Existent Eleventh Person]?
[Bus], [Gan G·1748].
Writing down some key information in notes is a habit that Hao Ren has developed since he was a child. It is this habit that allowed him to become an ordinary student and get admitted to Xunyang University, one of the top universities in the country. of schools.
After thinking about it, Hao Ren used a red marker to circle "different" and "selected" separately.
Just like a great god said: There are not so many accidents in this world. The so-called accidents are just all kinds of carefully designed coincidences.
The same applies here.
But Hao Ren has never felt that he was any different from ordinary people since he was a child.
In fact, he felt that he was more ordinary than ordinary people.
I have to say that unlike most people, his parents died when he was young and he was raised by his grandfather.
But now even grandpa passed away last year.
So Hao Ren is now completely unaccompanied.
According to the routine of ordinary bloody Internet articles, parents sacrifice to heaven and have boundless magic power.
Therefore, if I insist on saying that I am different from others, it can only be because I have been alone since childhood, and my parents have no memory.
As for his grandfather who passed away from a heart attack last year, in Hao Ren's memory, he was an old farmer with his face facing the loess and his back to the sky all his life, nothing special.
Hao Ren couldn't help but feel a little sore in his nose when he thought about the past.
"etc……"
"If my parents died unexpectedly when I was six years old, then I should have some memories of them no matter what. Why do I not remember anything related to them at all."
As soon as he thought about this, Hao Ren seemed to have thought of something and quickly took out his wallet from his pocket.
Opening the wallet, a yellowed old photo came into view.
The photo is a family portrait. The background is an old-fashioned old house with green tiles and gray bricks. The main door of the tile-roofed house is ajar, making it difficult to see the furnishings in the house. There is a cement-paved yard outside the door. A young couple holding a baby in their arms smiles and looks into the camera.
This is the only thing Hao Ren's parents left to Hao Ren.
"Why can't I always remember what they look like?"
Hao Ren stared at the young couple in the photo. No matter how long he looked at the photo, he would never remember the appearance of the people in the photo as long as he took his eyes off the old photo.
He always thought it was because he had never seen his parents before, so he couldn't remember what they looked like.
Now it seems that the reason is definitely not that simple.
This feeling of forgetfulness is like three days of memory disappearing from my mind.
"Why do you feel this way?"
Hao Ren wrote the word "forget" on the paper again.
"Is there really any connection between the two?"
After thinking for a moment, Hao Ren decided to go back to his hometown to have a look, maybe he could find some clues there.
Without any further hesitation, Hao Ren put away the photos and directly booked a train ticket with the nearest departure time to Susong County, Qing'an City. After simply packing up, Hao Ren left the school without even having time to ask for leave.
…
On the high-speed train from Xunyang City to Susong County across the river, Hao Ren sat in the window seat and absently looked at the scenery passing by. There was a white paper on the folding table in front of him. , some words on the paper were drawn around and around with a red marker.
"Your handwriting is so beautiful."
Suddenly, a crisp sound came from my ears.
Hao Ren turned his head and saw the girl sitting next to him. She was sitting here when Hao Ren got in the car.
Judging from the girl's twin ponytails, she could not be more than eighteen years old.
Of course, the greater probability is that they are underage.
Hao Ren smiled and said, "Thank you."
After all, who can refuse a chat with a young and energetic girl.
Of course, it was only limited to chatting a few words.
"Hello, my name is Dong Lan, you can call me Lan Lan. What are you writing about?"
Lan Lan took off her headphones and introduced herself briefly.
"Creation, I write horror novels, these are my inspirations."
Hao Ren folded the white paper on the folding table and put it in his pocket, and found a rather unreliable reason.
"Wow, you are a writer."
Looking at the girl's adoring gaze, Hao Ren couldn't help but blush slightly.
"Ahem, I don't count as a writer. I just write whatever I want."
"What's the name of the novel you wrote?" Lan Lan asked curiously, blinking her bright eyes. "I really like reading horror novels."
"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"
Hao Ren: "..."
"You said that if there were really ghosts in this world, how exciting would it be?"
Hao Ren: "..."
"The station ahead is Susongdong Station. Passengers getting off the train, please be prepared to get off..."
As a mechanical beep sounded, Lan Lan put on her earphones and hummed a little tune in her mouth and said: "Hehe, if you don't want to say it, forget it. I won't embarrass you. I'm at the station. I'll see you next time."
Hao Ren looked at the girl jumping out of the car and seemed to be stunned.
It wasn't until the train was about to shut down and the girl disappeared from sight that Hao Ren left the train and left the station.
After exiting the station gate, there is a somewhat deserted station square.
Hao Ren looked around to make sure that the girl he had just chatted with was nowhere to be seen, then he walked to a taxi, opened the door and got in.
"Master, go to Hao's house."
"okay."
Boom... boom...
Accompanied by the feeble roar of the engine, the taxi started slowly and slowly drove out of the train station.
The distance from the county seat to Haojiawu was only about ten kilometers. In less than half an hour, Hao Ren was taken to the entrance of the village by taxi.
Haojiawu.
Like most villages in the countryside, most of the people living in the village have the surname Hao, so the village is named after their surname.
Like most villages across the country, young people have basically left the countryside, so the village should be very quiet.
But Hao Ren found that the liveliness in the village was a bit too much. In just a few minutes, several private cars with foreign license plates drove into the village one after another.
"Hao Ren, why are you back? Didn't Uncle Hao say you were busy at school and couldn't come back?"
Suddenly, a big Mercedes stopped next to Hao Ren.
As the car window was slowly opened, a young man with a big back and a human-like face wearing sunglasses stuck his head out.
"Hao Huai."
Hao Ren was stunned for a moment and recognized the young man running with one hand.
If you say that you have been what others call someone else's child since you were a child, then Hao Huai is a completely negative example.
It’s just that time has changed, Hao Huai went out to work hard at a young age, and actually made some achievements...
Hao Huai asked with a smile: "Did you rush back to burn incense?"
"Incense?"
Hao Ren was a little confused.
"Isn't it true? Your second uncle suddenly left before early this morning."
"Come on, get in the car, I happen to have a companion, let's go together."
Hao Huai opened the car door directly, opened the back seat door for Hao Ren, and pushed Hao Ren into the car.
Hao Ren, who was stuffed into the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz, was a little confused: "Second uncle, what second uncle? If Hao Ren remembers correctly, he should have been a single person for three generations, so where did the second uncle come from."
"When it comes to your second uncle, I have to say that you blocked those whips for me."
"I think back then, the second uncle beat me so hard. If you hadn't always stopped me, I don't think I would have lived this long."
"..."
It was only a few minutes' walk from the entrance of the village to the ancestral hall at the end of the village. Hao Huai kept talking all the way, which made Hao Ren's head almost explode.
Fortunately, before Hao Ren could recall the second uncle mentioned by Hao Huai, he had already arrived at the square outside the ancestral hall.
Before the car stopped, a group of people gathered around to ask for help.
"Why are you still standing there? Help move things!"
Hao Huai got out of the car, holding a stick of Huazi in his mouth. While giving smoke to the villagers who gathered around him, he called Hao Ren to get out of the car and help.
"It's Hao Ren, you're back too."
Finally, someone noticed Hao Ren getting out of the back seat.
"I thought you wouldn't come back, but that would really chill my second uncle's heart. You must know that he loved you the most when you were a child."
"I'm just telling you, after my second uncle passed away, how could Hao Ren not come back?"
"..."
