Before going home, Shen Xing bought two bowls of wontons from a wonton shop on the street and packed them. Firstly, he was also hungry. Secondly, it seemed that Hong Bin was in a bad mental state. He might be physically hungry, but he didn't realize it.
Holding two bowls of packaged wontons in his right hand, and holding Hong Bin in silence with his left hand, the two walked into the community.
The old-fashioned community where Shen Xing lives was rented a long time ago. It has the same name as a famous university in its previous life, called Ivy. It has a history of seventy years in Yungu City.
There is no concept of country in this world after time travel, and all are called "states". For example, the current location of Yungu City is called "Kuazhou", which has jurisdiction over twenty large cities and more than a hundred small and medium-sized cities, and Yungu City The city can be regarded as a mid-level city.
The old residential buildings look dilapidated everywhere, but the quality of the buildings is very good. They have only been renovated a few times and have not reached the point of being uninhabitable.
This place is located in the old town of Yungu City. It used to be the most prosperous area in the city. Even though the city is now undergoing renovation and it is no longer the city center, the atmosphere of urban life is still very strong and the population area ratio is large.
Unless the houses are demolished, many elderly people who have lived here for a long time will be reluctant to move out.
There is no elevator in the building, and the highest floor is only the fifth floor, while Shen Xing's rental house is on the fourth floor.
Holding Hong Bin's hand, the two slowly climbed the stairs. Shen Xing deliberately slowed down the stairs because he was afraid that Hong Bin's body would not be able to bear it.
When I arrived on the third floor, I happened to meet my neighbor on the third floor who had just finished dinner and was about to go downstairs.
This is a mother and daughter. The mother is a single mother named Lin Wanru, who takes care of her seven-year-old daughter alone.
Lin Wanru had long wavy hair, was 1.7 meters tall, and had a plump figure. She had met her many times in the building, and Shen Xing was already very familiar with the mother and daughter.
Lin Wanru was often away from home, and sometimes Shen Xing would buy some delicious food for her daughter.
"You haven't eaten yet?" Lin Wanru looked at the wontons in Shen Xing's hand and said with a smile.
She didn't know Shen Xing as well as her daughter. She glanced at Hong Bin who was walking behind and thought he was some relative of Shen Xing.
"Yes, you are all ready to go out for a walk." Shen Xing smiled.
"Feifei, call me uncle." Lin Wanru reminded her daughter who was holding her hand.
Feifei has fair skin, a small braid on the back of her head, a cartoon-like hairpin on her head, and a red and white skirt. She looks very well-behaved.
"Hello Uncle Shen! Hello Grandpa!"
Without waiting for her mother to remind her, she greeted Hong Bin as well.
"Be good Feifei."
Shen Xing said with a smile, then looked at Hong Bin, and then cast an apologetic look at Lin Wanru.
Lin Wanru seemed to understand. She glanced at the somewhat dull Hong Bin and felt that the other person might not be in a good state of mind. Then she held Feifei's hand and stood aside, waiting for Shen Xing and Hong Bin to go upstairs before the mother and daughter went downstairs.
The area of Shen Xing's rental house is not large, with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, totaling just over fifty square meters. Except for the slightly larger bedroom, the other rooms are pitifully small.
There was a fabric sofa, a small coffee table and a water dispenser in the living room, so there was basically no extra space. He rarely watched TV, so he didn't think about buying one, as long as there was internet at home.
After letting Hong Bin sit on the sofa, Shen Xing turned around and closed the living room door. He checked it habitually, then went to the kitchen to get a spoon for eating wontons. He opened the bowl with the wontons wrapped in it for Hong Bin and put the spoon in. , gently pushed in front of him.
"Uncle Hong, eat quickly. Hong Anjie will probably be here when you finish eating the wontons."
When he held Hong Bin's hand just now, he felt it specifically. The other person's body temperature was very normal, and he was completely an ordinary person. Coupled with the previous speculation, the possibility of what the other person was was now further reduced.
Besides, it is still unknown whether there are ghosts in this world. And Shen Xing had already suddenly thought about whether this was similar to the overlapping of parallel spaces. Perhaps it was possible that both Uncle Hongs were real!
If it's not weird, then explain it from a scientific perspective. This is his current thinking.
While he was eating the wontons, Hong Bin, who was sitting next to him, also started to move the spoon, slowly putting the wontons into his mouth one by one and chewing them silently.
As the sun set, the room began to darken. Shen Xing got up and turned on the lights in the living room, returned to the sofa, sat down, and continued eating.
A moment later, the cell phone placed on the coffee table suddenly rang. When I picked it up and answered it, it was Hong Anjie calling.
"I'm almost there. Which floor do you live on?" Hong Anjie asked.
"On the fourth floor, go up the stairs to the first unit. Don't go up by mistake." Shen Xing said, "Uncle Hong and I are eating."
After hanging up the phone, what was displayed on the phone screen at this moment happened to be the photo that Shen Xing opened just now. In the photo, there was another Hong Bin sitting at home.
Shen Xing didn't notice that Hong Bin, who was eating wontons at this moment, had stopped and looked at the photo.
"Uncle Hong, eat slowly."
Shen Xing picked up the phone, stood up, wrapped his bowls, and threw them into the trash can. He then wiped his mouth with a tissue and walked into his bedroom.
The furnishings in the bedroom are also very simple, with a large bed, a carving workbench, and a wardrobe. A wooden chair can be placed in front of the workbench. It can be said that the space in the house has been utilized to the extreme.
At the front of the workbench, there is a wood carving that Shen Xing is making recently, which is a bust of Hong Bin.
This bust is not made according to a one-to-one ratio, but is reduced by one-third, making it look very delicate.
The bust is now almost finished and will be waxed after the final carving is completed.
Glancing at the bust, I saw that the face of the wooden sculpture was at least 90% similar to that of Hong Bin sitting outside. If it were refined further, the similarity would be even higher.
At this moment, the phone was almost out of battery. Shen Xing came to the workbench, took off the charging cable of the phone next to it, and plugged it into the phone. When he turned around and was about to go out, his body suddenly shook and he was startled.
In his sight, Hong Bin was already standing behind him at some point.
The old man's expression was still dull, his eyes were fixed on his own bust on the workbench, and he said nothing.
Shen Xing patted his chest with lingering fear, pointed at the wooden sculpture and said, "Uncle Hong, this is a bust made for you. I will send it to you when it is finished in a few days."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Bin stretched out his hand expressionlessly, but instead of touching his statue, he grabbed his shoulder with great strength, forcing Shen Xing's body to face him.
Shen Xing was startled and quickly grabbed Hong Bin's arm and said in shock: "Uncle Hong, what are you doing!"
At this moment, Hong Bin's cheeks were no more than two fists away from him. His eyes were wide open, as if his eyeballs were about to bulge out. His mouth was open, but he still didn't speak. Instead, he made a gurgling sound from his throat, which was like a gurgling sound. The sound of water being choked in someone's throat after drowning.
Seeing this scene, Shen Xing was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that Hong Anjie had mentioned this scene before, saying that his father would also make this strange sound when no one was around.
Then an ominous thought arose. Maybe the Hong Bin in front of him was also fake!
Could it be that I guessed wrong? The Hong Bin in Hong Anjie’s house is the real one! ?
Before he had time to think about it, the opponent's strength increased rapidly at this moment, and his lips opened, revealing a row of neat teeth. The appearance was ferocious, like a wild beast, and he bit Shen Xing's neck fiercely.
Shen Xing immediately bent his knees and pushed hard against Hong Bin's abdomen, keeping the other person at a distance from him and unable to get completely close to him. He then pushed his legs forward with force.
Wow!
Hong Bin stood unsteadily and fell backwards. His body hit the workbench. The bust statue on the stand shook slightly. Then the heavy wooden sculpture fell straight from the workbench and hit Hong Bin in the head.
After the dull crashing sound came out, there was a sudden silence in the room.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the living room, and Hong Anjie's voice sounded: "Shen Xing, Shen Xing? Open the door..."
Shen Xing's heart was beating like a drum at this moment, and he was sweating profusely. He looked at Hong Bin who fell to the ground. His head had been broken open, but it seemed that the blood had not flowed out for a while. The look in his dull eyes became blurry again.
Shen Xing slowly straightened up, promised Hong Anjie, and quickly rushed to the living room.
When he came to the living room door, he opened it. Hong Anjie, who was standing outside the door, was surprised. Seeing Shen Xing's appearance, he asked in surprise: "What happened?"
Shen Xing pointed in the direction of the bedroom: "Then...that person seems...not Uncle Hong."
Hong Anjie didn't know what he said, so he walked in quickly, and then a voice came from inside the house: "Who are you talking about? There is... no one in this house?"
"What?" Shen Xing was startled and rushed into the bedroom, looking down at the place where Hong Bin was lying just now.
There was no one on the ground except for a bust of a sculpture leaning to the side.
