Chu Ping looked at his car, which seemed to be entering a rebellious stage, and couldn't help but feel powerless.
"beep--"
Chu Ping wanted to call Han Sanpin and tell him that he might arrive later, but there was a noisy busy signal on his phone and nothing.
Chu Ping called the owner of the garage again, but there were still endless busy signals coming out of the phone. Chu Ping looked at his old mobile phone helplessly, and had secretly decided to replace it at dawn tomorrow.
He casually threw his cell phone in the passenger seat. He no longer expected to be able to call anyone through his cell phone. He just hoped that when someone passed by, he would be transported to the old city.
The surrounding darkness seemed to be thicker, making it impossible to breathe.
Chu Ping opened the car door. Fortunately, it was under an overpass and the heavy rain was blocked out.
The lighter was lit, and the light of the flame seemed so weak here, as if it would be swallowed up by the surrounding darkness in the next moment.
"I don't know how long it will last."
Chu Ping fell into deep thought as he listened to the sound of rain.
In the invisible darkness in the distance, something seemed to be moving, so shadowy that it was hard to see clearly.
The lit cigarette flickered in the darkness.
"Is anyone coming?"
Chu Ping narrowed his eyes and looked carefully into the darkness. He always felt that there seemed to be something coming towards him.
It was raining heavily, and Chu Ping didn't dare to stay too far away from the car. Under the current situation, he felt that getting out of the car and having a cigarette was the biggest thing he could do.
"It's better to get back to the car quickly."
Chu Ping felt that the unknown in the darkness was much closer.
"I really don't know what it is, but it's definitely not a human being."
Chu Ping found his car by the light of the lighter in his hand. The door handle shook, but the door did not open as he expected.
"Locked?"
Chu Ping finally saw what it means to have a leaky house and it rains all night long.
"I just don't know if Jiang Qing will open the car door."
Chu Ping pressed his face against the car window and shouted Jiang Qing's name vigorously.
The darkness swallowed not only sight, but sound as well.
The reddish-brown diary in the car was unresponsive, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.
Chu Ping suddenly felt desperate, as if he had thrown himself into the darkness. No matter how much he yelled, it was of no avail.
No one paid attention and no one showed up.
This kind of despair is different from the despair in the bloody dream. This kind of despair is the fear of the unknown existence and the powerlessness against the unknown existence.
The rain trembled, and the unknown in the darkness seemed to be getting closer.
"what to do?"
Chu Ping's reliance was Jiang Qing in the diary, but now the reddish-brown diary was locked in the car, and his only reliance was gone.
Chu Ping moved back, wondering which corner he wanted to hide in, and then waited for the unknown to appear in the darkness.
When your fingers touch it, a sticky feeling comes up.
"It seems to be the pillars of the overpass."
Chu Ping hid his body behind the pillar and stared carefully into the darkness.
"what is that?"
Chu Pingyuan thought he would see the legendary Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts, but when the unknown appeared in the darkness, he found that it was not what he thought.
"Why is it a child?"
Chu Ping did not take it lightly because the other party was a child, but became more cautious.
"Whose child would run outside on a rainy day?"
Chu Ping did not come out from behind the pillar, and the sticky feel made him feel a little nauseous.
The child seemed to be more interested in Chu Ping's second-hand Jetta, standing in front of it and staring at it.
"What is he looking at?"
Chu Ping didn't know who the boy who appeared from the darkness was, but his current behavior really shocked Chu Ping.
"Is it Jiang Qing?"
Chu Ping thought that the only thing that could arouse the little boy's interest was the diary locked in the car.
The little boy pressed his face tightly against the front windshield. His already pale face looked even more weird when viewed through the glass.
Chu Ping didn't know what the little boy wanted to do. After removing his face from the front windshield, he circled around the car, seemed to have found the door handle, and pulled hard.
"You can actually open the door?" Chu Ping was shocked when he saw this scene.
The little boy tugged a few times, but found that the car door seemed to be pulled from the inside and could not be opened at all.
The little boy pressed his face against the car window again, just like a car thief preparing before smashing the glass.
"The little boy used to steal cars?"
After Chu Ping, who was hiding behind the pillar, saw the little boy's posture, he couldn't help but sigh that the car theft industry has a bright future.
"You are so young and promising when you start working at such a young age."
Just when Chu Ping lamented the bright future of the car theft industry, the little boy suddenly seemed to be going crazy and banged on the car window.
The car would tremble with every knock, but even so, the seemingly thinnest window glass was unscathed.
"Is the quality of my car too good? Or is this kid not skilled enough in his business?"
Chu Ping, who had already sent the car to a second-hand repair shop, was relieved when he saw that the car was undamaged.
"Saved a fee."
Just when Chu Ping was glad that he didn't have to spend any more money, he suddenly felt as if something had touched his neck.
The ice was as cold as ice cubes on his neck.
It was raining heavily outside. Although there was an overpass to block the rain, more than half of Chu Ping's body was already wet.
The thin half-sleeves were wet from the rain and clung to his body, making him very uncomfortable.
"what?"
Chu Ping reached back and touched it, only to feel a sticky feeling on his hand. This sticky feeling was the same as the one on the pillar, sticky.
"It seems like something fell down from under the overpass."
Chu Ping looked up and saw nothing but darkness and another burst of coldness.
Chu Ping touched his face, but it still felt sticky.
"Is there something under the overpass? Did it climb up along the pillars?"
Chu Ping felt a tingle in his heart when he thought of this, and subconsciously distanced himself from Zhu Zhu.
The little boy was still banging on the glass hard, as if he would not stop until the glass was broken.
"Kid, that's not how car windows are smashed."
Compared with the unknown existence under the overpass, Chu Ping felt that this little boy was easier to deal with.
The little boy ignored Chu Ping and kept banging on the car window.
Chu Ping stopped at a certain distance from him. Because his whole body was wrapped in darkness, Chu Ping could only vaguely see the outline of a child waving his arms hard not far away, and then hit the car heavily. There was a "bang bang bang" sound on the window.
"Why are you here, kid? Where are your parents?"