To show off one's face and pretend to be fat - it means one would rather pay the price and pretend to be great, and do something beyond one's ability to save face.
I am like this now. Looking at myself in the mirror, my normally normal cheeks have become swollen. The clear fingerprints make me think back to my experience last night.
My name is Zhao Zilong, yes, I am the Zhao Zilong from the Three Kingdoms general Zhao Zilong. I am twenty-two years old, 180cm tall, 130cm heavy, handsome, talented and rich...
I'm sorry everyone, I can't make it up anymore. I'm actually a poor loser. I grew up in an orphanage without a father or a mother. I have no ability in my life, I just have a mouth.
You will definitely ask me if I say this as if no one has a mouth. Yes, everyone must have a mouth, but our mouths are different. My mouth talks about people, ghosts, and can talk dead people alive. Can talk the living person to death (sorry, this may be a bit pretentious).
What do I do?
I am honored to tell you that I am a glorious and hard-working taxi driver. I drive all kinds of people through the city streets every day and listen to them tell all kinds of stories.
"Hey, Lao Wang, we went out to drink tonight. My eldest brother asked for business today. I don't have much money, just a few million, small money, small money..."
"Ugh... He doesn't love me anymore. He has someone else in his heart. I don't want to live anymore..."
"Young man... drive faster, I have something urgent..."
"Hello, master, I am the Third Mobile Brigade of the XX City Traffic Police. Please show your driving license and professional qualification certificate. Thank you for cooperating with our work."
This is my job. When I meet an elder brother who pretends to be X with me, I will praise him and praise him very highly.
When I meet someone who breaks up, I will coax them to make them happy.
When I encounter people who are anxious, I will comfort them. Don’t be anxious about everything. If you are anxious, you will easily make mistakes.
When I meet a police uncle, I will be scared. I will be scared as much as I can. If I am not scared, I will not be able to do it. If I am not scared, my wallet will not be able to withstand it...
Today is the weekend, the weather is nice, the long-lost blue sky, white clouds, and beautiful wind and sunshine, but I did not get out of the car, not because I am not working hard anymore, but because I experienced a big event last night that changed my destiny.
Yesterday, Friday, I actually have night blindness, so I usually don't drive a car at night. However, I ran into some trouble recently and needed some money urgently. I had no choice but to continue driving.
Wearing special glasses for night blindness, I started driving at night for the first time in my life. If it weren't for the sake of saving the orphanage, I really wouldn't be willing to take such a risk. After all, I have to be responsible for myself and the passengers.
Because I usually don’t go out at night, when I see the neon lights flashing at night, looking at those familiar yet unfamiliar night scenes, I actually have the urge to cry.
My eyes lingered on those colorful neon lights. It was really beautiful. It was almost a different world from the daytime. Just when I was filled with emotion, I suddenly saw someone standing on the roadside in front of me.
I parked the car and found an old man wearing an undershirt standing on the side of the road. Before I asked him if he wanted to take a taxi, he opened the door and sat in.
It's June now, and I'm turning on the air conditioner, but the moment the old man got in, I felt that the temperature inside the car had dropped a few degrees, and even some of my naked skin felt a touch of coldness.
"Hello, where are you going?" I secretly raised the air conditioner a few degrees, then turned around and asked politely. I have to say this sentence at least dozens of times a day.
"Go west..." the old man said softly with his eyes slightly narrowed.
I frowned and asked again. We drivers are annoyed by passengers who cannot speak clearly and have to ask again every time.
Because the location they mentioned sounds like #@+~%@ to our ears...
Who can understand what place name this is? ? ?
"Go west...to the Western Mountains..." The old man said again with an expressionless face. His voice was still very soft, but this time I heard him clearly.
"Okay, sit tight." I clicked the watch, adjusted the meter to one-way, stepped on the clutch and engaged the floor oil in one go.
Driving west for about half an hour,
The taxi has already left the city. Xishan is the legendary rich area. The villas all over the mountains and plains highlight the status of the bosses.
"uncle……"
"uncle……"
I shouted twice in succession, but when there was no response, I thought the old man fell asleep because he was sleepy. After all, the elderly like to sleep in cars.
I looked through the rearview mirror and saw no one in the back row. I didn't feel anything special at the time. I just felt that I didn't notice when the old man lay down.
I looked and saw that there were no cars in front or behind me, so I turned around and looked at the back row.
"Fuck..." I exclaimed, and the hairs all over my body suddenly went cold.
The back row where the old man was supposed to be was now empty, and the old man was missing.
"Squeak..." I stepped on the brakes to the end, without caring about suppressing the fire, I opened the door and ran out.
I looked at the car through the back door window nervously. I was sure that there was really no one there. I swallowed subconsciously, and a sense of fear rose in my heart.
I began to think back crazily. Could it be that I was driving in a daze? The old man has actually gotten off the car? Did I forget about my dementia?
"Could it be that the person I pulled was not a human being?"
This thought slowly emerged in my mind, and the temperature dropped after the old man got in the car, which made me more convinced that it must be a ghost.
Not daring to stay, I quickly got into the car. I didn't want to stay here any longer. I wanted to go home. I would never drive late at night again.
Feeling annoyed all the time, my hand quickly reached for the car keys.
"Fuck..." I exclaimed again, because I only touched the key hole, and the car key that was originally inserted in it was missing.
I quickly touched my pocket. I didn't remember if I had taken out the key just now, but I only had two pockets all over my body.
"Are you looking for this?" Suddenly, there was a sound outside the window.
I shuddered and didn't dare to move my head, but my eyes looked over uncontrollably.
I saw the old man in a sweatshirt sitting in the back row holding my car keys in his hand and smiling at me.
"Ah... hiccup..." I yelled, and then I fainted without even taking a breath.
"Pah...pah...pah..."
I opened my eyes in a daze, and suddenly felt pain on my cheek. I saw the old man in a sweatshirt looking at me with a smile, and the wrinkled hand he raised was about to slap himself in the face.
"Uncle, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore." I shouted hopelessly.
The old man looked at me with interest and asked, "Where did you go wrong?"
"Ah? I...shouldn't I go out at night?" I was stunned for a moment when I heard this, and then asked in a low voice, unsure.
"Fart..." The old man slapped me in the mouth and cursed.
"I...I'm not happy..." I was so anxious that I was slapped, and I cursed and started to resist.
But this old thing is like a heavy weight, and I, a strong young man, can't break free.
"Pa..." Another big mouth slapped me in the face.
I felt extremely wronged, and the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I became. In the end, I couldn’t help crying and yelling.
"You...what do you want? Do you know how much damage being beaten all the time will do to my young mind?"
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