I Just Came to Borrow a Light Chapter 2:

Perhaps his voice was too weak in the deafening torrential rain, maybe it was just that the spear gun with two inches out was too inconspicuous, the man outside didn't get out of the way as Yuan Wu ordered, but instead walked towards the hatch come over.

Now it is certain that there is indeed a person out there.

"Welcome!" The enthusiastic female voice sounded again.

The man stopped, shaking hesitantly.

"Welcome to come again next time! Welcome! Welcome to come again next time!" said the enthusiastic female voice happily.

"Don't stand there!" Yuan Wu was a little irritable, and wanted to extend the spear gun a little more, but the width of the door gap was limited, so he couldn't push it, so he had to retract the spear gun, but it didn't work.

The spear gun was stuck in the crack of the door, unable to get in or out, and the door was stuck and couldn't be opened.

When Yuan Wu felt that the world was so amazing and wanted to scold people, the person outside seemed to have seen movement in the door, so he leaned over again and said, "Hello."

The sound is very loud, and Yuan Wu could hear it clearly in such a loud rain.

"Welcome! Welcome!"

"Can this..." The man had to back away again, "Can you close it?"

"Welcome to next time! Welcome!"

Yuan Wu ignored him and focused on pulling the spear gun through the crack of the door.

"Welcome!"

"Can this thing be shut down!" The man stepped to the door and roared.

"Fuck you can't." Yuan Wu was still pulling the spear gun.

"Welcome to next time..."

The man touched the sensor by the door and slammed it hard.

The sound of the sensor shattering was quite loud, and Yuan Wu jumped in fright. With a trembling of his hand, he finally pulled out the spear gun.

But the arrow on the spear gun is gone.

"I'll smash your sensor and you're going to kill me? Are you insane?" the man outside shouted in a tone of shock full of surprise, incomprehension and disbelief.

Yuan Wu opened the door, facing the oncoming water mist, and saw the arrow on the spear gun poked at the boat board beside the man's feet.

He quickly took a knife hanging from the door and pointed at the man: "Get out of here."

This is a salmon cooking knife. He bought it to kill fish, but the ideal is always so beautiful and nihilistic. He has never used the knife once since he bought it, because there is no salmon here and he eats instant noodles.

But when used for self-defense, this slender sharp knife is still very attractive.

The other party obviously didn't expect his weapon to be so handy, and he froze in place and didn't move.

Only at this moment did Yuan Wu see this person clearly through a flash of lightning.

Is a mental patient.

Wearing a Chinese tunic in July weather, buttoned up to the throat.

Although his face remained in the "handsome" category despite the heavy rain, Yuan Wu felt that his judgment was quick and accurate.

"Hello," the man stretched out his hand after being stunned for a while, "let's get to know him, my name is Lin Chengbu."

"My name is Bu Jingyun," Yuan Wu looked at his hand, because there was no lightning, he couldn't see anything clearly.

The man stared at him silently for a long time. Because the light was too dark, Yuan Wu couldn't tell what was going on with him. After waiting for a while, he didn't seem to want to speak anymore. Just stand.

"I'm at the bottom," the man said suddenly, "I was planted in the riverbed."

Yuan Wu suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him.

"With... aquatic plants," the man frowned and thought for a while, "yes, with aquatic plants... dangling."

Yuan Wu felt a chill slowly rise from his tailbone and radiate down his spine to his entire back.

Although not exactly the same, this is the sentence he just wrote today, and no one will see it except his broken computer and himself.

How did this person know?

This Bu Jingyun... No, who is this Lin Chengbu?

Yuan Wu stared at him, his mind spinning in a mess, all kinds of guesses and brain holes exploded in an instant, and he didn't have this energy when he was writing seriously.

After spinning around eight hundred and eighty-six laps, I stopped at a thought.

Ghosts?

"I'm already dead." Lin Chengbu said standing on the bow.

Behind him is the interweaving rain and fog, and the sound of raindrops falling into the water from all around is like whistling or weeping... Yuan Wu is typing the keyboard in his head.

"I am..." Lin Chengbu said again.

Yuan Wu stepped out of the cabin and raised his hand towards his face.

A flash of lightning streaks across the night sky again, and the thunder cracks overhead. This background effect is too timely and professional. Yuan Wu seems to hear the refreshing slap of his hand on Lin Chengbu's face.

"Ghost." Lin Chengbu covered his face.

Yuan Wu ignored him, pulled out the arrow beside his leg, turned back to the cabin, and closed the door.

It's still raining hard, and it feels like the most unrestrained performance this summer.

Yuan Wu put the arrow back on the spear gun, put it back carefully, glanced at the crack of the door, and saw nothing.

The sensor was smashed, and he couldn't tell whether the ghost named Lin Chengbu was still standing on the bow, but his judgment of this man was still mentally ill.

A ghost whose face can be slapped and slapped, doesn't even have the basic qualities...

How did he know what he had just written?

Yuan Wu frowned.

Where is the problem?

Hacking into your own machine?

But if he hadn't been dragging and not opening a new pit, he would be knocked once by the editor, the only contact, where would he be hacked?

When Yuan Wu didn't think of a reason, he took a can of Coke and was about to give up thinking and enjoy the loneliness drifting in the rainstorm, when the hatch was knocked.

He turns his head, and the face against the hatch window makes him almost crush the Coke can in his hand.

He stared at Lin Chengbu's face without speaking or moving.

Lin Chengbu was talking, and looking at his mouth, he was saying to open the door.

"The door is not locked." Yuan Wu said.

Lin Chengbu guessed that he also understood his mouth shape, and immediately opened the door: "I actually want to..."

"Stand." Yuan Wu said, seeing Lin Chengbu soaking wet and standing in the cabin, a puddle of water immediately accumulated under his feet, he regretted his reflexive answer.

"I mean..." Lin Chengbu wiped the water from his face and shook his hand.

"Go out." Yuan Wu frowned.

Lin Chengbu was very cooperative, and immediately exited the cabin and stood on the bow, looking a little hesitant.

Yuan Wu looked at him, opened the cola in his hand and took a sip.

"I'm actually here..." Lin Chengbu seemed to have made up his mind, "borrow a fire."

"What?" Yuan Wu squinted his eyes and blew away a lock of hair that was blocking his view on his forehead.

"I just came to borrow a fire." Lin Chengbu said.

Yuan Wu stared at the person in front of him who was dripping water. After watching for a minute, he asked, "Have you chosen a big adventure?"

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu was stunned for a while, but then nodded again, "Yes."

Yuan Wu grabbed a lighter from the side and threw it.

Lin Chengbu caught it and put the lighter in his pocket.

"Let's go." Yuan Wu said, feeling a little hoarse in his throat, took a sip of Coke.

"Nice to meet you." Lin Chengbu nodded at him.

"Go away." Yuan Wu suddenly felt a little irritable, not knowing whether it was because he talked too much today or because he was uneasy because he ran into two strange strangers.

Lin Chengbu didn't stop, turned around and walked to the bow, and jumped forward.

The board between the two boats was removed. He should have jumped over it before, but... Yuan Wu drank a Coke and heard the sound of Lin Chengbu falling into the water.

The rain was heavy, the wind was blowing fast, the boats were shaking, and the distance between the two boats was already different from when he came.

Yuan Wu sighed and leaned back on the cushion.

The water here is deeper than the other side of the pier. He thought for a while whether he wanted to save people when Lin Chengbu called for help.

However, Lin Chengbu obviously knew how to swim, so he didn't even exclaim, he just tossed in the water twice and quickly climbed into the boat next to him, then left silently.

There is still no answer to Yuan Wu's question, but he feels that his life has been chaotic, like living in a paste. Compared with figuring out why Lin Chengbu came, and why he knew what he just wrote today, What made him more concerned was that he only wrote 3,600 words in several days.

He hasn't opened a new pit for a long time, and he can't even afford instant noodles.

It seems that the mobile phone has not been ringing since last month, and no one will contact him at first, but now even the card SMS and your ICBC electronic password device will soon expire. Please verify that your CCB card has 10,000 yuan Hurry up and get the points, you can't even receive this link, it should have been shut down.

Yuan Wu sighed, got up and closed the door, wiped the puddle of water that Lin Chengbu stepped on, sat back on the mat and turned on the computer again.

"He stood by the water, the water was so deep that his face could be clearly reflected, but he couldn't see under the surface of the water, only the gloomy shadows flashed by, and the gloomy sky reflected on the water. Mixed together...

The wind rippled on the water, pulling his face out of various shapes in circles, familiar and unfamiliar...

He had heard this voice before, like whispering, like crying, and like telling, but when he recalled it over and over for countless days and nights, he still couldn't tell who the voice belonged to, and it said the same thing. what...

The face in the water also became blurred, and he suddenly began to wonder, whose face was this...

The feeling of wanting to see clearly but not being able to see gradually became stronger, and the fear of the unknown extended in his heart little by little, nervous, afraid...

Sight is blurred, thinking is blurred, breathing is blurred...

He opened his mouth wide and inhaled desperately, but the air was like an iron wall imprisoned all around..."

Yuan Wu woke up abruptly, gasping for breath. It took a long time for him to slowly regain his senses. He stood up, rubbed his forehead and looked out the window.

The rain has stopped, and the sun is so bright that it seems like I am amnesia. Except for the water plants and duckweeds that were smashed by the raindrops floating on the water, there is no trace of the rainstorm last night.

He squatted in the stern sun and brushed his teeth. The reflection of the water made him unable to open his eyes.

Someone is talking far away, the voice is quite loud, it is estimated that the fish ran away from the cage over there during the heavy rain overnight, and the workers are reporting.

He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. The air with a faint smell of water and grass entered his lungs. He felt a lot more comfortable. The residual feeling of suffocation in the previous dream slowly disappeared.

I have to go to town today, I have to pick up the coffee I bought, and I have to buy something else by the way, toothpaste, soap, instant noodles, etc., as well as beer and cola snacks...

Yuan Wu took a notepad from the table and wrote down what he wanted to buy.

The more the words are written, the more ugly they are. He tore the page and put it in his pocket. There are still some things written in the notepad. I can't understand what was written, but the words are much better than now. .

Old.

Yuan Wu pulled his hair, put on his hat, and walked out of the cabin.

The nearest town to Shenqiao is Xiaojiang Town. It only takes half an hour to drive a motorcycle. On the day of going to the market, there will be an illusion of suddenly breaking into human society from the wilderness.

Yuanwu has a motorcycle, which is kept in the firewood house of the original owner's house. He rides it back and forth once a month. He usually walks to nearby places, mainly because he is reluctant to enter the village.

Actually, there are a lot of tourists in the village, and there are half a tourist commodity alley, but maybe he has lived in isolation for too long, or he has written too many things, and everyone in the village thinks they are It's a little weird to see your own eyes.

The owner of the boat was at home, Yuan Wu nodded with him, and pushed the car out of the firewood room. The wheels were all muddy, the back seat had chicken feathers, and there were scratches on the fuel tank. The owner of the car drove a lot.

But because the car has been parked here for free, and the gas is always full, he doesn't care about that. Besides, the price of the boat was still cheap when he bought it... Is it the boat he bought?

Or rent?

When did you buy it?

Rent? When is the rent paid?

Yuan Wu stepped into the car and put his legs on the ground for a long time without thinking about it.

Xiaojiang Town is a town that must be passed when going to Shenqiao. This season is the most crowded, most of which are tourists from the city.

However, because many car owners are in the spirit of "you are all idiots, I am the smartest and the best at driving in this lane and driving slowly, you see I know how to drive in the opposite lane", the only road entering the town is blocked. Can't even drive a motorcycle.

Yuan Wu parked his car on the side of the road and walked with his head down. He went to the small supermarket in front of the market to pick up his coffee beans and buy things.

Hot sun, dust, exhaust, horns, loudspeakers in stores, all kinds of shouts and hellos.

A very popular town, but also very annoying.

Yuan Wu took out a mask and put it on his face. He quickened his pace and squeezed among the people in the city, the people in the town, the people in the village, and the people in the city, the people in the city, the people in the town, and the people in the villages.

"Hey!" Someone next to him shouted, in a very bright voice.

Yuan Wu's words of being out of sight, out of mind, and out of mind were thoroughly implemented, and he walked forward without raising his eyelids.

"Hey!" the man shouted again.

This voice is very directional, making Yuan Wu feel that the target person is himself.

When he hesitated for a moment and wanted to turn his head, his voice suddenly became much closer: "Yuan... Xingtian!"

Yuan Wu raised his eyebrows, and when he turned his head, he had already heard whose voice it was.

The mental patient who said he was a ghost yesterday.

"Remember me?" Lin Chengbu didn't wear a Chinese tunic suit today, he just wore a T-shirt and floral pants, looking like he was going on a beach vacation.

Yuan Wu did not speak.

Xing Tian is the pseudonym he used to write the story. It's not too strange to know this name, maybe it's a reader.

But the word "Yuan" before Lin Chengbu called out Xingtian made him very concerned.

No one knows what his name is, the owner of the boat uses another ID card, what's his name? It doesn't matter, I just don't know.

The big head family doesn't know either, they just call him Xiaowu.

How did Lin Chengbu know?

Yuan Wu glanced at him, buried his head and continued to walk forward. There were too many things he didn't understand, so don't bother with this brain anymore. Originally, when I thought about the story, my brain was very clear.

A lot of things don't exist if you don't think about them, don't ask them, and don't care about them.

The world is nothing more than "me" and "others", and he has been using this idea to find a way out for himself.

However, Lin Chengbu is different from other "others". Yuan Wu has clearly shown that he does not want to talk further, so he still followed.

"I think you should remember me, I'm Lin Chengbu," he even stretched out his hand to shake hands, but after receiving no response, he retracted it and put it in his pocket, "Look, you're wearing a mask. I can recognize you, you should remember me, I think I'm pretty handsome."

Yuan Wu had lowered his head and walked forward, but after hearing this, he couldn't help turning his face to look at him.

"Isn't it?" Lin Chengbu smiled.

Yuan Wu casually brought a large basin with commodities piled up at the door to him.

"What? I don't want this. Buy it if you want it. It's good," Lin Chengbu said. "This beef-colored one is too ugly. You want a green one."

"It's so big." Yuan Wu said.

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu didn't understand.

Yuan Wu pulled down his mask: "Your face."

A big bag of coffee beans, Yuan Wu felt satisfied when he saw it. The aroma of coffee made him feel safe, although sometimes he would have diarrhea if he drank too much.

According to the contents on the note, I bought everything and put it in a big bag. When Yuan Wuzheng took the wallet to pay, Lin Chengbu walked into the store and stretched out his hand to take the bag in his hand: " It's so heavy, do you want to stay for a month at a time? Or half a month? Don't buy any more fruit?"

Whether it is from the expression, the language or all kinds of things, Lin Chengbu behaves like he has known him for more than 100 years. irritability and anger.

Yuan Wu ignored him and walked straight out of the store down the street.

He stopped when he walked to the motorcycle. Lin Chengbu, who had been following him, put the bag on the seat: "Would you like to tie it?"

Yuan Wu didn't say anything, walked into the alley between the two buildings next to him, and waved at him.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Lin Chengbu immediately followed.

As soon as he approached, Yuan Wu suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar and swung it against the wall. Lin Chengbu stumbled and was pressed against the wall by his neck.

"What the **** are you doing?" Yuan Wu asked in a suppressed voice.

Lin Chengbu frowned and looked at him with complicated eyes. After ten paces, he said, "You really don't believe I'm a ghost?"