I Just Came to Borrow a Light Chapter 18:

Lin Chengbu has almost forgotten the setting that he is a ghost waiting in line for reincarnation. Yuan Wu has always had a compassionate and sympathetic attitude towards this setting when he looked at the poor man who was nervous at a young age. And there was an accident in the first second of departure.

Now Yuan Wu suddenly proposed to restart this plan, Lin Chengbu couldn't react for a long time, and he was stunned before asking: "Then... can you remember?"

"I don't remember." Yuan Wu replied succinctly.

"Oh," Lin Chengbu thought for a while, "then try it first, didn't you say last time that the first ghost was in the factory in the northern suburbs?"

"I guess." Yuan Wu said.

"Then continue to guess." Lin Chengbu said.

Yuan Wu took another small cake and took a bite: "This cake is even worse than yesterday's broken birthday cake."

"Really," Lin Chengbu smiled, "Let's go back to the city soon, and I'll buy you chestnut cake? You used to like it very much."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded and put the cake he took a bite back into the bag.

"Don't eat?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"It's too unpalatable, like eating lime," Yuan Wu said. "The bun just now looks like sand. I'm too hungry to say it."

Lin Chengbu picked up the half cake and took a bite: "What's your taste..."

Yuan Wu lit a cigarette, leaned back, and looked up at the sun, which had begun to glow white.

Lin Chengbu finished eating half of the cake and wanted to find something to say, but he couldn't find it for a while Children have to find a half-day entry point for everything.

Before he found out what to say, he could only stare at Yuan Wu up and down. Fortunately, Yuan Wu didn't care about his naked eyes.

Lin Chengbu's eyes began to slowly look down from Yuan Wu's still wet hair, beautiful forehead, straight nose, lips that looked impatient and stubborn chin, collarbone, t-shirt... Can't see anything without looking at the t-shirt...arms, wrists...

His eyes stopped on Yuan Wu's wrist. Ever since he gave the watch to Lin Chengbu that day, Yuan Wu's left wrist had been empty and he didn't wear anything, but only now did Lin Chengbu see the watch on his wrist. The deep scar on the inside of the wrist.

The shock and fear in his heart suddenly surged up at the same time, as well as deep doubts.

When did it happen?

Why a wrist cut?

Didn't Yuan Wu regard Xingtian's story as an operation manual? All kinds of suffocation and water, why was the wrist cut before?

He stared at the scar for a long time.

There is only one conclusion in my mind, whether this scar was cut during Yuanwu or Yuanwu.

Two years ago?

During the period of sudden loss of contact?

"Aren't you going to work today?" Yuan Wu raised his hand to cover the sunlight that had hit his face.

"Well," Lin Chengbu nodded, "I don't have much to do in the morning when I go to work."

"Let's go then?" Yuan Wu said.

"...Okay," Lin Chengbu stood up, watching Yuan Wu enter the cabin to pack up his things and wipe his head with a towel, he asked again cautiously, "Why do you... think... …”

"Are you afraid of death?" Yuan Wu turned around and asked him.

"I'm scared to death, especially scared." Lin Chengbu said.

"I'm also afraid," Yuan Wu said, and the movement of wiping his hair stopped, the towel covered half of his face, he couldn't see his expression clearly, his voice was very low, "I don't want to just die like this... ."

After hearing this sentence, Lin Chengbu was sure that Yuan Wu remembered what happened in the morning.

"You...morning...uh," but to talk about this, it was still difficult for Lin Chengbu to speak. For someone like him who didn't read books well, he wanted to ask questions skillfully. Asking such sensitive questions is simply harder than memorizing recipes, "I mean...you..."

"What is your native language?" Yuan Wu asked.

"Ah?" Lin Chengbu was stunned for a while before he could react, "Zhong, Chinese, Mandarin."

"I didn't hear it." Yuan Wu said.

Lin Chengbu took a breath and added fuel to himself in his heart. See, this person is choking on you again. He just doesn't miss any opportunity, no matter if he is him or who he is, choking You are standard at all...

"Are you trying to commit suicide this morning?" Lin Chengbu asked in his clear native language.

"Yes." Yuan Wu threw down the towel, scratched his messy hair, bent over, took his wallet and walked out of the cabin.

"Why?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"I don't know," Yuan Wu replied succinctly, "I don't know, I just... think."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Lin Chengbu continued to ask, how proficient in his native language.

"Yes." Yuan Wu said.

"Then why do you want to die again?" Lin Chengbu stared at him.

"Because that's how it should be." Yuan Wu turned around and walked over to the pier.

Lin Chengbu didn't ask any further questions, feeling that Yuan Wu himself couldn't explain why.

He followed Yuan Wu, and suddenly felt that if he had studied hard before, he could go to a university, study psychology or something, and maybe he could infer Yuan Wu's thoughts.

Now his own cultural accomplishment is enough to see the status of rumors on WeChat. Even if he wants to study by himself, it is probably not enough. Before he went to a psychiatrist, they said that he needed to talk to himself before making a judgment, but he also told him some things. , let alone understand, he can't even remember what the doctor said.

The sorrow of an illiterate fanboy.

When I got into the car, Lin Chengbu found that the wheels of the car were full of grass and wild flowers, and even a lot of them were inserted into the front of the car.

Yuan Wu was still the same after he got into the car, leaned back on the seat, turned his head and looked out the window in a trance.

Lin Chengbu lowered the car window. He likes the cool wind blowing outside while driving. Of course, it is limited to the countryside. In the city, the car window needs to be put down. When he gets home, he feels that his face is frosted. of.

Yuan Wu put on the hat in his hand and took out the mask from his pocket.

"Is it too windy? Do you want to close the window?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"No," Yuan Wu put on a mask, "I'm used to it."

Get used to it.

Whose habit.

Yuan Wu did not have this habit.

Yuan Wu has a distance and indifference towards people, but he never avoids any gaze, and can face any inquiry with indifference and arrogance without caring at all.

He has a barrier around him, but never blocks himself.

The car drove out of the Shenqiao. Today is not the weekend, and the weather is no longer as hot as before. There are very few people coming to the Shenqiao. Only a few agricultural vehicles and buses were seen on the road.

The shuttles all drive wildly. When passing by from the side, Lin Chengbu has the illusion that his car will be taken off course. All shuttle drivers have a pilot who wants to escape the gravity and rush to the sky. heart of.

"Get some music and listen." Yuan Wu said.

"Oh," Lin Chengbu glanced at him, "what do you want to hear?"

"You're not my man..." Yuan Wu half-squinted and looked out the window.

"You are your boyfriend to me," Lin Chengbu reached out and clicked on the CD player, "All the CDs in my car are your favorites."

"I haven't listened to music for a long time." Yuan Wu said.

"I haven't heard it for a long time." Lin Chengbu said.

There are discs in the CD player. Lin Chengbu can't remember how long ago they put them in. He hasn't listened to these discs since Yuan Wu became like this.

Although he has no experience of listening to music with Yuan Wu, as long as he thinks that these are the songs Yuan Wu usually listens to, he will not dare to listen to them again.

After all this time, he's a little surprised that the plate can still make a sound.

The music sounded, and after the prelude, Yuan Wu sang softly along with the music: "feel...lyou...thebliss, yourkiss..."

Lin Chengbu's eyes suddenly became a little sore, and his fingers tapped on the steering wheel a few times.

"You haven't returned my clothes to me." Yuan Wu said.

"No," Lin Chengbu said, "I want it."

Yuan Wu turned to look at him.

"Would you like to change my clothes with you?" Lin Chengbu said again.

"Forget it." Yuan Wu closed his eyes.

The car drove to the outskirts of the city and wanted to go to the abandoned factory in the northern suburbs. I had to pass through the city. Lin Chengbu glanced at Yuan Wu: "Seat belt."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu, who has been closing his eyes and resting, opened one eye.

“Points will be deducted if the co-pilot does not wear a seat belt.” Lin Chengbu said.

Yuan Wu clicked his tongue impatiently, pulled the seat belt, and when he was about to buckle it, he paused, took the buckle in front of him and looked at it: "Is there no girl in your car?"

"...It's just my mother and my sister," Lin Chengbu glanced at the buckle and smiled a little embarrassedly, "and sit less."

"I got a *buckle here and your mother didn't hit you?" Yuan Wu fastened his seat belt.

"Dorafeng." Lin Chengbu said.

Yuan Wu ignored him and closed the car window. As soon as the car entered the city, the air began to turn gray.

Lin Chengbu turned on the air conditioner.

"Why don't I remember this thing?" Er Yuan Wu asked after a while.

"What?" Lin Chengbu was stunned.

"This *, I should have an impression of my boyfriend's stuff." Yuan Wu glanced at him.

Lin Chengbu felt a little nervous, and his heart beat a little faster. Telling such a big lie really needs a strong heart. He cleared his throat: "You don't even remember me."

Yuan Wu was silent for a while: "Yes."

Lin Chengbu breathed a sigh of relief, and almost missed the intersection when he was nervous.

When the car stopped at the intersection and waited for the left turn signal to turn on, Yuan Wu turned his head and asked, "Have we ever gone to bed?"

Have we ever slept?

Have we ever slept?

Have you ever gone to bed?

Go to bed?

Go to bed!

Lin Chengbu was startled and stepped on the accelerator. Fortunately, he was in neutral gear. After the engine squeaked, he lowered his head and coughed violently, half because he was frightened and choked, and half because he was covering himself up. Guilt.

Fuck!

Ignore the most important part!

Boyfriend!

Have you ever gone to bed?

Have you been on it?

Lin Chengbu certainly hopes so, and wants to say so, but he is still a serious fanboy with a bottom line. He has already taken advantage of Yuan Wu's brain damage... No, Yuan Wu's insanity has taken advantage of it. , I really can't shamelessly take such a big advantage.

Although I really want to take it.

But...haven't been on it?

The boyfriend who never slept...sounds a little suspicious again.

Lin Chengbu's cough could no longer be contained. He himself felt that it sounded very fake, and he kept coughing... When the green light came on, he had to stop coughing and put the car in gear to drive out.

"What," he glanced at Yuan Wu, the mask on Yuan Wu's face perfectly concealed his expression, and he didn't get any information, "Why ask this?"

"You don't have to answer." Yuan Wu said.

"Then what else are you asking!" Lin Chengbu felt a little helpless.

"Look at your reaction," Yuan Wu continued to look out the window, "I want to drink some water."

"There is a milk tea shop in front... Let's drink milk tea? Tribute tea? I haven't had one for a long time," Lin Chengbu looked at the roadside, mentioning the things he liked and hadn't had for a long time, he couldn't bear it Living on his own, he continued, "Hey, that's right, this is the road. There's a shop in front of you, and you can park your car... Do you like black tea, green tea, or Longjing?"

"Is boiled water okay?" Yuan Wu said, "I just want to drink a bottle of mineral water, water, Shiwu water, white water."

"...Understood." Lin Chengbu felt a little embarrassed.

Whether it is Gongcha or Shiwuaishui, the car can only be parked in front of Gongcha's house, and there are only a few parking spaces there.

After Lin Chengbu parked the car, he saw Yuan Wu was staring at the sign of tribute tea outside, he quickly explained: "There is a supermarket next to you where you can buy water... There is no other place to park."

Yuan Wu said nothing.

"Really." Lin Chengbu added.

"Go buy it." Yuan Wu sat in the car without moving.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"I'm... afraid." Yuan Wu replied in a low voice.

"Afraid?" Lin Chengbu immediately remembered the excuse he made when he asked Yuan Wu to accompany him to get snacks, "Aren't you, you have to take revenge for this kind of thing?"

"I'm really afraid," Yuan Wu leaned his head against the glass and looked out, "there are too many people."

Lin Chengbu looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.

Yes, there are too many people.

Yuan Wu has been on that boat for too long, isolated from the world. Even if he can go shopping in the town, the liveliness of the small town cannot be compared with that of the city with high-rise buildings even on a busy day. compared to Commercial Street.

He suddenly felt distressed.

Once every night was filled with flickering lights and music, surrounded by crowds and screams, Yuan Wu, who used to face this kind of Yuan Wu, who could still stay calm forever, would be afraid.

"Wait for me in the car," Lin Chengbu said, "mineral water, do you want anything else?"

"Tribute tea." Yuan Wu said.

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu was stunned.

"No more mineral water," Yuan Wu turned his face, "I want tribute tea, black tea."

"Okay." Lin Chengbu nodded, opened the door and got out of the car.

He hesitated again as he walked over to Gong Cha, and locked the car with the remote control.

Yuan Wu heard the sound of the car locking, leaned on the seat and smiled, turning up the music.

He actually said he was afraid to Lin Chengbu.

Actually, it's not really fear, it's just vague discomfort and resistance. The crowds come and go, everyone is in a hurry, passing by countless people and turning a blind eye.

"Xiao Wu, look."

"See what."

"Look at me, can you see me?"

"Can."

"Then what do you think, is it really me? Is it really me?"

"You are not you."

"No, I'm the me I know, but not necessarily the me you know...Which one do you see?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know either... I think I've been looking, I just don't know who I'm looking at... The person in the eye, is that the person? What about the mirror? When you look in the mirror, look Is it you or me?"

Yuan Wu was very irritable and slammed the seat back hard, and turned the music in the car a little louder.

What the **** are you talking about!

What the **** are you trying to say!

I can't understand it, I've never understood it, it's driving me crazy!

What are these...

Lin Chengbu was several meters away from the car when he heard the deafening music in the car.

here...

Yuan Wu leaned on the seat and closed his eyes, as if he was still listening.

"Come on," Lin Cheng walked over to open the car door and felt his ears would explode. He reached out and turned down the music, "You're not afraid that the police will come over in a while."

"Can you hear me?" Yuan Wu asked.

"The deaf people can hear and have to be deaf again." Lin Cheng stepped into the car and closed the door, and put the two cups of tea in his hand to the front, "Drink it."

"I'm asking if you can hear someone talking?" Yuan Wu asked.

"Where?" Lin Chengbu looked around.

"Here." Yuan Wu opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Is someone... talking?" Lin Chengbu suddenly felt a chill down the back of his spine, "We're talking."

Yuan Wu pulled off his mask and smiled, reaching for a cup of tea and taking a sip.

"Is it delicious?" Lin Chengbu looked at him.

"Well," Yuan Wu nodded, "Little young man likes things."

"...You're very old?" Lin Chengbu sighed.

"You call me Uncle." Yuan Wu said.

"Then you still call me uncle, where can I go to reason." Lin Chengbu also took a sip of the tribute tea. After the cold and refreshing tea went all the way down to his stomach, he felt a panic in his heart. The feeling is slowly fading.

"We are..." Yuan Wu took out the straw and slowly drank the cream on top, "How did you meet?"

How did you meet?

For Lin Chengbu, this question is easier to answer than asking how old he is.

"At the door of a bar," Lin Chengbu bent one leg, sat sideways, facing Yuan Wu, "it was just autumn, the weather was very good, I like it, but it's easy to get nosebleed... "

"Remove the environmental description and psychological description." Yuan Wu interrupted him.

"Oh," Lin Chengbu smiled, "that's the door of the bar. I went to look for someone, and when I saw you, I thought I was **** this person...special...very...quite..."

"Handsome." Yuan Wu took his words.

"Yes," Lin Chengbu nodded, "I thought at the time, how can I **** this guy so handsome, it's pretty cool."

"Then what?" Yuan Wu looked at him.

"Then I thought that I have to talk to you, no matter what I say, I can ask for directions," Lin Chengbu took a sip of tea, "I'll go over."

"Ask me for directions?" Yuan Wu raised his eyebrows.

"No, I asked you to borrow fire," Lin Chengbu looked into his eyes, "I said, uncle borrowed fire and said this."

"You called me Uncle when you first met?" Yuan Wu asked.

"Well, I don't know where the short circuit is. I'm nervous and it's easy to talk nonsense." Lin Chengbu thought about it and laughed again, "but you were very...like that day... as if you didn't wake up, and the beard is estimated to be several days. Not scratched."

"And then what?" Yuan Wu continued to ask.

"Tell me...Tell me," Lin Chengbu said softly with a smile, "Tell me, you're talking to me like a daddy, you look very sluggish, and you're a little impatient."