Xie Chen looked around and found that there was no one around. He didn't know which way he looked, and no one was passing by him.
But I just don’t understand, where does this perfume smell come from?
There were obviously no traces of wind blowing around. Just smelling like this, I asked myself, my nose couldn't be that sensitive.
This smell is definitely very close to me, but even if it is a smell, it must have a source.
It's impossible to say that a smell comes out of nowhere, but it turns out that the smell here doesn't even have a source. Isn't that just nonsense?
Xie Chen slapped his forehead to wake up his already groggy mind, but this was of little use.
Even if he slapped it very hard and his whole forehead turned red, it was of no use at all.
Even though he was groggy, he could still smell the faint fragrance, and as time went by, the fragrance even became stronger and stronger.
However, Xie Chen didn't feel affected by the fragrance. He just felt that his body was a little hot, as if a woman was holding him in her arms.
This relatively light perfume smell penetrated into his nose over and over again, seemingly mercilessly.
Xie Chen's feet were a little weak, so he quickly took advantage of this moment to step back, and then leaned on the seat next to him.
On the side streets here, except for the green trees designed to absorb and isolate noise, there are actually seats underneath for people to ride at night.
Xie Chen sat on the wooden chair, his feet were a little weak, as if he had gone through some particularly tiring exercise, and he was breathing heavily.
Just for such a short time, I already felt out of breath.
Xie Chen quickly lifted up the clothes on his chest and pulled them up. The sweating and stuffy feeling on his body were relieved a lot as the surrounding air came in.
If he hadn't been thinking about continuing on his way, he would have really wanted to just fall down on this couch and not get up.
Although it is next to the road, there is really no noise at all. Plus it is under the shade of a tree and will not be directly exposed to the sun, so it will not be as hot as before.
And as I sat on the couch, the scent that made me feel uncomfortable also became less intense.
It has even begun to slow down, no, it was just as intense just now.
This is good news for yourself.
Xie Chen wanted to pick up his phone to see what time it was. After all, other than this thing, he had no way of knowing the time outside.
But when I think of the strange business building I just faced, and the familiar scent of perfume.
These things make me have to connect them with what I just looked at my phone.
It’s hard not to carefully consider whether something is right or wrong when something is reminded by the rules.
From the time he left home until now, he has not encountered anything strange coming to him. Of course, he does not rule out the possibility that it is slowly eroding him.
But he hasn't done anything too outrageous yet, at least from the moment he left home until now, he can guarantee that.
The only thing I wasn't particularly sure about was that when I was halfway there, I took out my phone and took a look.
This is the only thing that breaks the rules, but it's not a complete violation.
The rules warned that it was best not to use it. I only looked at these pages for about a minute, and then I quickly stuffed the phone back into my pocket.
Xie Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and then sniffed again.
Looking at the quiet streets around him and feeling the scent of perfume that had become particularly unclear just now, Xie Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is everything going to be okay now?"
Xie Chen moved his fingers and glanced down.
But the fingers of the hand that had just slid the phone screen were slowly twitching under his eyelids.
Although the twitching movements were not particularly obvious, and I didn't feel anything particularly strange.
But looking at it, it is inevitable that people will feel a little panicked.
"Is it so direct..."
Xie Chen said with shame, after all, it turns out that the rules outside are much more dangerous and disgusting than those at home.
Xie Chen tried to lift that hand, but it was extremely difficult. If there was not another hand supporting his elbow, it might be even more difficult to complete this action.
It was as if this hand had been anesthetized. The nerve cells on it couldn't control it at all. Those nerve joints seemed to be rusty, making it completely difficult to move.
This kind of physical condition cannot support him to safely save his life when encountering danger outside.
Xiechen pursed her lips, but finally insisted on standing up and slowly walked through the traffic lights.
I just kept walking forward. I haven't found a safer place yet, so I can't stay in the same place for too long.
This does not guarantee your own safety.
Everyone passed through the traffic lights and walked on the sidewalk zebra crossing, but when they were in the middle of the road, they could clearly hear the sound of vehicles passing by at high speed on both sides.
When the first sound came out, I even thought that I might be hearing hallucinations?
Or maybe it was due to excessive mental stress that put a lot of pressure on the brain. Things that didn't exist in the first place suddenly appeared in the capture of his facial features through constant hints from his brain?
But soon, I immediately self-denied this possibility.
The surrounding voices were not quiet, and even after the first roar, I was sure that I had recovered quickly mentally.
After all, I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat.
It seemed as if a heavy truck suddenly drove past in front of him. Who else would not be afraid?
Although this is in the world of ghost stories, and although I have seen many outrageous and bizarre things and operations, to put it bluntly, I am an ordinary person, and I am still afraid of death!
Xie Chen ran forward desperately. He had never felt that a zebra crossing of just a few meters was like dozens of meters.
To put it a bit exaggerated, it was the speed at which he ran forward after hearing the sound of a train speeding past in front of him.
At that moment, even if Bolt comes, he will have to eat ashes behind his butt.
Xie Chen finally ran to the other side, but what he saw in the next second made him startled.
Xie Chen was on the road next to him, panting out of breath, as if he might die at any moment.
When he raised his head with difficulty and looked forward, he discovered that the traffic light at the intersection at the front was still red.
"this……"
"What...what's going on?"
Xie Chen's face was full of confusion, this thing was like seeing a ghost.
Why is it that the light is brightly red, but when it just passes, I can hear the sound of trucks and cars speeding past me?
Is it possible that none of these vehicles need to obey the traffic lights in front of them?
Xie Chen felt that his throat was so dry that it was almost smoking, and even his tongue could not secrete saliva.
Just when I was still complaining, I realized that there was not even a car on the road in front of me.
But why could I hear the sound of a car speeding by when I was running over just now?
What kind of vehicles were those that passed by me?
I don't know for sure, after all, I haven't really seen the original appearance of the car when I felt it.
It was precisely because he couldn't see the car that he showed such panic.
Xie Chen couldn't even make a sound, and his voice was strangely hoarse, like an old duck.
I felt as if someone was holding my throat, but when I touched my throat with my hands, I no longer felt this way. However, when I tried to make a sound, my voice was still particularly hoarse.
Xie Chen looked behind him and realized that there was a cold bench for resting a few steps away. Xie Chen quickly sat on it again.
I haven't even met a single person to say hello, and so many outrageous and strange phenomena have already appeared one after another.
Is this really just the city outside?
Why did it become so outrageous and unreasonable under the influence of weird stories...
Just sitting on the chair behind him, the discomfort on his body was slightly relieved.
At least that particularly severe feeling of suffocation didn't reappear again.
I have never felt like I am now, feeling like someone is holding my fate by the throat, and even wanting to take a breath has become a luxury.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been so anxious to leave the house. If I could have understood the situation clearly before delivering the supplies, I could even get the rules in advance.
You will also have more control over yourself.
But there is no regret medicine in this world, and in the world of ghost stories, there is even less such thing.
This made Xie Chen couldn't help but think of his pocket watch. Its efforts would make him regretful.
It's just that the ability of pocket watches nowadays is getting worse and worse, as if it has been weakened.
But why should weirdness acquiesce to its existence and at the same time restrict it?
I don't know this problem clearly, I just wonder if I can find a way out of the current predicament.
Ahead is the commercial building, and I just tried the zebra crossing at the traffic light intersection again.
I really don’t know what I will do for myself next time.
If these unpreventable things come again, then you may not be able to guard against them.
"Don't do it..."
"I still have to stay out here for twelve hours..."
This has only been less than half an hour. If you stay like this for twelve hours, isn't it just a waste of your life?
