I Just Came to Borrow a Light Chapter 3:

Yuan Wu felt that maybe it was because he had been in contact with too few people over the years. He really didn't expect that there would be such a mental illness that insisted on claiming that he was a ghost. Looking at the expression on his face, he still believed in himself. If you don't believe it, you will It was as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart inhumanely.

"Do you have a specific understanding of ghosts?" Yuan Wu still pressed him and didn't let go.

"Do you have any?" Lin Chengbu asked back, frowning and twisting his neck again, "Take it easy, you can't breathe anymore."

"Are ghosts still breathing?" Yuan Wu didn't cooperate.

"How do you know that ghosts don't need to breathe?" Lin Chengbu looked at him, "Have you seen ghosts? Find someone who has specific knowledge of ghosts and ask, has he seen ghosts? Who can be sure of ghosts? Don't you breathe?"

Yuan Wu looked at him and was speechless for a while.

"If our ghosts are panting and panting, they will give you goosebumps. The back of your neck is cold, have you ever felt it?" Lin Chengbu pulled his arm and pulled the hand around his neck. He relaxed a little, "You people, you say that ghosts have no shadows, ghosts have no body, ghosts have no legs, ghosts have no chest..."

"I really don't have that," Yuan Wu interrupted him. "No one cares whether it's a flat chest or a D cup."

"That's how you defined ghosts," Lin Chengbu looked at him, "Have you ever thought about how our ghosts feel?"

"No." Yuan Wu said.

"Then..." Lin Chengbu wanted to continue, but Yuan Wu was no longer interested in listening.

He let go of Lin Cheng's steps, took two steps back and pointed at him: "I don't care if you want to be a breathing ghost, just don't follow me."

The breathing ghost stood still. Yuan Wu tied the purchased items with a rope to the wooden shelf behind the car.

Yuan Wu thinks this thing is so ugly that it can blow up the universe, but in terms of quality and practicality, it's still pretty good.

He stepped into the car, lowered his head and stepped on it a few times to start it, then glanced in the direction of Lin Chengbu, and there was no one there.

He frowned and looked around again. In just a short while, Lin Chengbu had disappeared like a real ghost.

The rear-view mirror was a little crooked, Yuan Wu stretched out his hand to break it, took off his hat and tugged his hair in the mirror, and quickly averted his eyes when he saw his face.

It must be because he is so handsome that he is too embarrassed to take a closer look.

It's so hot that as soon as you take off your hat, you can feel the sun burning like a fire above your head. Put some beans on it to make popcorn.

When Yuan Wu was about to put on his hat again, he saw in the mirror a small mass of white objects falling from the sky and landing on top of his head.

His hand holding the hat froze, and it took him a long time to hold back his nausea and pat his head: "...Fuck."

Yuan Wu, the barber shop in the town, has never been in. He usually blindly cuts with scissors.

"Shampoo or cut?" This barber shop has no business, except for a woman in her thirties sitting inside and playing with her mobile phone.

"Wash." Yuan Wu said.

"Sit." The woman pointed to a chair in front of the mirror.

"Wash it directly," Yuan Wu didn't sit down, "I have **** on my head."

"...Oh." The woman was stunned.

After washing his hair, Yuan Wu sat on the chair, and the woman took a towel and wiped it on his head: "Sir, won't you cut your hair? It's quite long, and you have to take care of your own curls."

"No cut." Yuan Wu replied.

"If you don't take care of it, you will appear uninspired." The woman did not give up, but continued, "You look so handsome, your hair looks like you haven't woken up..."

Yuan Wu stood up, put the money on the table and walked out of the barber shop.

"Aren't you blow-drying?" the woman shouted behind him.

"Blow your fart." Yuan Wu whispered.

There's really no need to blow-dry the hair on such a day. The motorcycle whirring away, and when he returned to Shenqiao, it was almost done, but the smoke and dust all the way made him feel that his hair was washed in vain.

Put the car back into the village firewood, Yuan Wu returned to the old wharf with a bunch of things.

In front of the old wharf is a small dirt road, the short way to the next small village. Usually, motorcycles, tractors and agricultural vehicles go a lot. Even vans don't go this way, and it is easy to get trapped. It is also the reason why tourists basically do not come here at the old wharf.

But today at Yuan noon, I saw a white car in the messy forest in the distance.

"Brother Xiaowu." Big head was squatting by the pier with a big gourd on his back to play in the water, when he saw him, he ran over immediately.

"Who is that?" Yuan Wu raised his chin over there.

"I don't know," Big Head shook his head and glanced over there, "I don't know this car."

Yuan Wu took a box of seaweed from a plastic bag and handed it to him: "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat!" The big head took it, and quickly took a piece out and stuffed it into his mouth, "My mother said this is a dried water plant, and if you eat it, it will turn into a water ghost."

"Give it back to me." Yuan Wu stretched out his hand.

"No," Datou quickly hugged the seaweed, "I would like to become a water ghost."

Yuan Wu flicked his mouth: "Bah."

"Bah ah ah." Big head is very obedient.

Yuan Wu jumped from the dock to the boat: "Don't follow me."

"Why?" Big Head was about to jump down after him.

"We don't have a common language." Yuan Wu walked forward.

"You can find it, let's find a common language," Datou stood on the dock unwillingly, "Do you like Pig Man?"

Yuan Wu ignored him and quickly jumped over a few boats and left.

I used to think that people on the water were wonderful, but I didn't realize until I lived on the water that it wasn't all wonderful.

The water flow on the old wharf is very slow. When the water in the bay reaches the midsummer and dry season, you can smell the fishy smell of aquatic plants, as well as the smell of smelly fish and rotten shrimp washed down upstream. There are also fish cages in the distance... Before Yuan Wu, I had been wondering if the fat lotus flowers in the East Bay could smell the breath of those who died.

Comparatively speaking, the position of his boat is not bad. It is close to the outside of the stacked boats. When I wake up in the morning, I can blow the wind to see that the water is fine. Occasionally he is in the stern when he is in a good mood fishing.

So Datou Lao is willing to come to him, even... mentally ill and breathing ghosts are willing to come.

Across two boats, Yuan Wu saw Lin Chengbu, who was sitting on the bow of his boat and soaking his feet in the water.

The irritability made him want to make a good effort for a moment to overturn the boat.

"You are so slow, mortal." Lin Chengbu waved at him and said with a smile.

Yuan Wu didn't make a sound, he put the boards that were removed before back up, went into the cabin and closed the door.

"Do you believe I'm a ghost now?" Lin Chengbu leaned to the edge of the door, "I can walk faster than you can drive a motorcycle."

"Do you ghosts acquiesce that we humans are blind," Yuan Wu opened the door, almost touching the tip of his nose, and said word by word, "Your car is parked in the woods over there. "

"That's not my car." Lin Chengbu said.

"Get out of the way." Yuan Wu said against the tip of his nose.

"Is this your territory?" Lin Cheng stepped back an inch.

"This ship is." Yuan Wu pointed down.

"Okay." Lin Chengbu nodded, turned and left his boat, sat on the bow of the boat next to him, and continued to soak his feet in the water.

Yuan Wu had no time to take care of him, the editor's avatar was beating on the computer.

Wait for updates: I forgot to remind you that tomorrow is the last day of the week~

Yuan Wu was stunned for a long time. He would lose his life if he was not careful. He didn't know the day of the week or the day of the month. He could remember the date only two days a month. On the days when Datou's parents went to the town to go to the market, Datou would have lunch with him these two days.

He opened the calendar and glanced at it. It was Friday.

Smile and drink a glass of wine: Friday, tomorrow and Saturday, there are still two days to finish this week.

Updates with knife and more: every week starts on Sunday, dear [cheers friends.jpg]

Smile and drink a glass of wine:...

Yuan Wu sighed, opened his notebook, and sighed again after reading the thin document for a long time.

Come on, let's eat and drink first.

It's almost noon, he has to eat first...or drink some coffee first? Let's eat first, drink coffee on an empty stomach and have a stomachache...

Generally, his lunch is instant noodles or rice bowls. If he is in the mood, he will cook a pot of rice, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and rice bowls will be wonderful. The rest of the meal can be cooked for the next meal. fried rice.

But usually he's not in the mood.

You can skip instant noodles today, he bought wet noodles.

Boiled noodles with red sausage should be pretty good. Treat yourself two days a month.

He took the noodles to the stern of the boat, and when he tried to pour water from the bucket, he found that the bucket was almost empty, so he had to walk to the bow.

Lin Chengbu was still sitting on the boat next to him, looking at the water in a trance, he didn't seem to notice that he was coming.

"Big head—" Yuan Wu shouted in the direction of the pier.

"Ouch." Lin Chengbu bounced on the spot suddenly.

"Big head—" Yuan Wu ignored him and continued to shout.

"Who's your name? Is there something wrong?" Lin Chengbu was still familiar.

"Call my cell phone." Yuan Wu glanced at him.

Since the phone can't get anything, he's going to have to ask Big Tou to call him with his **** phone.

"I'll change it to you," Lin Chengbu said, "our ghost clan..."

"Ghosts and ghosts don't seem to be the same species." Yuan Wu said.

"Here." Lin Chengbu stood up, took out a mobile phone from his pocket and handed it over.

Yuan Wu didn't answer and looked at him silently.

"Your phone," Lin Chengbu said, "really, if you don't believe me, take a look."

Yuan Wu turned around and went back to the cabin, took out his cell phone that had been off for a month, and swayed at Lin Cheng: "If you have a disease, you need to be cured, don't be afraid of the disease."

"That phone is not yours," Lin Cheng walked over, "this is yours."

Before Yuan Wu got angry, he grabbed Yuan Wu's hand and forcibly shoved the phone into his hand: "If you don't believe me, look at the address book or something."

Yuan Wu stared at him for a long time.

"Send me a bucket of water, um, the old dock, my card number is..." Yuan Wu called the water station, "Thank you."

After hanging up, he didn't return the phone to Lin Chengbu immediately, but looked at the phone's desktop.

The background image of the desktop is a white background with two lines of words on it.

Smile and drink a glass of wine, in the city of murder.

"What the **** do you want to do?" Yuan Wu took the phone and turned it around.

"Make a friend." Lin Chengbu said.

"Do you know that people and ghosts have different paths?" Yuan Wu said sincerely, "I'm still alive and I don't want to make friends with ghosts."

"Really?" Lin Chengbu frowned.

"Really," Yuan Wu nodded, "you should reincarnate, okay?"

Lin Chengbu frowned, as if hesitating. He had seen him like this last night at Yuan Wu, and he said something vigorously to borrow fire.

"I have two lighters in total, and I'll be useless if I give you one more." Yuan Wu suppressed the irritability in his heart, "Let's go, ah, dust to dust, dust to dust..."

Lin Chengbu raised his head and looked at him with determination: "Then can I ask you something before I reincarnate?"

"No." Yuan Wu answered without waiting for him to say anything.

No.

No.

Why not, he doesn't know.

He didn't know why he said that.

"You know Yuan..." Lin Chengbu ignored his refusal and insisted on speaking.

But before he could finish his words, Yuan Wu raised his leg and kicked him in the stomach, and he fell into the water without struggling.

The water here is deeper than the other side of the pier. After Lin Chengbu fell down, he threw twice, adjusted himself from his back to the sky and rushed up with his big head, stood up, and the water reached his neck.

"You," Yuan Wu half-kneeled to support the board of the boat and pointed at Lin Chengbu's nose, "Get out of here."

Lin Chengbu didn't speak, and looked at him with a drop of water on his face.

"I don't know who you are, what do you want to do," Yuan Wu almost poked his finger on the bridge of his nose, "If you bother me again, I will kill you."

"How to kill?" Lin Chengbu asked.

Yuan Wu was set for a few seconds, then suddenly he raised his hand and grabbed his hair, slamming his head into the water.

Lin Chengbu didn't struggle and let him hold it.

Yuan Wu stared at the water.

His hands were a little white from the force, and they looked completely bloodless when immersed in the water.

Lin Chengbu's hair floated by his hand, swaying gently with the current, and when he touched his hand, he could feel softness and some kind of indescribable... fear.

He stared at Lin Chengbu's hair.

I don't know how long it took before blisters floated up from below.

One, two, from small to large, became a string.

I don't know if it was because the noon sun was too strong or because of excitement, he began to sweat, but he didn't feel hot.

When the blisters changed from a series of large blisters to small blisters and then disappeared, the chill matched the fear in his heart, and he could even hear his own terrified breathing.

Heavy and rushing, I don't know if it was a runny nose, he heard the sound of blowing snot bubbles.

He let go, jumped up and took a few steps back, as if afraid that something would come out of the water, out of those aquatic plants.

Lin Chengbu raised his head from the water after a while. When he climbed onto the boat, Yuan Wu had already lit a cigarette by leaning against the hatch, and looked a little discouraged.

"Aren't you afraid of suffocating me?" Lin Chengbu sat on the bow and coughed twice.

"Aren't you a ghost?" Yuan Wu said.

"Yes," Lin Chengbu shook his hair, "almost forgot."

The two of them didn't speak again. Lin Chengbu lay on the bow of the boat and spread himself out in the sun. He closed his eyes and didn't know if he fell asleep or if his soul was out of his body.

Yuan Wu didn't smoke with his cigarette in his mouth. The cigarette burned a long strip of soot, hanging on his lips in dejection.

"Water delivery!" someone shouted from the shore.

The ash fell into Yuan Wu's hands.

"Put on the dock." Yuan Wu also shouted.

Lin Chengbu opened his eyes and turned his head to look at him: "Are you scared just now?"

"Well," Yuan Wu replied, "After all, I haven't killed a ghost."

Lin Chengbu laughed: "You don't believe I'm a ghost, do you?"

Yuan Wu sighed: "Are you ghosts also divided into normal ghosts and familiar ghosts, but you still don't know that you are annoying ghosts?"

"I just feel very lonely." Lin Chengbu said.

"Fresh ghost, right?" Yuan Wu lit a cigarette again and took a sip. He felt that he didn't want to carry on with this mental patient anymore, just do it.

"Very fresh," Lin Chengbu sat up, "Can you give me a cigarette?"

Yuan Wu threw the cigarette case to his hand.

Lin Chengbu took one out and clicked: "Will you be alone?"

"No," Yuan Wu looked at him, "I just think it's annoying to have one more person."

"Maybe, you won't feel lonely," Lin Chengbu blew out a smoke ring, and then blew a second one in the middle of the smoke ring, "You should know, those who wrote the story."

Yuan Wu looked at him.

"Every time a ghost is written," Lin Chengbu squinted his eyes in the sunlight, "the ghost will come out of the story and follow him."

Yuan Wu didn't answer.

This sentence is very familiar, and he can't remember whether someone told him or where he saw it.

"You wrote so many ghosts." Lin Chengbu spit out another smoke ring and looked at him from the middle of the smoke ring, "You can't stand behind you."

"So you were squeezed out?" Yuan Wu said.

Lin Chengbu laughed.

"Let's reincarnate, I'm begging you," Yuan Wu puffed out his cigarette and stood up, "Make room for my next ghost, I can't stand anymore, right?"

"No need," Lin Chengbu said, "I'm the next ghost, I'm the one dangling back and forth in the water plants."

Yuan Wu looked at him: "That's a female ghost."

"Oh, female ghost," Lin Chengbu seemed a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he said, "Then I was the one who was taken away by the female ghost later."

Yuan Wu turned around and entered the cabin.

"Aren't you asking how I know?" Lin Chengbu raised his voice.

"Routine." Yuan Wu kicked the hatch with his foot.

Two seconds later he came out again with the water still on the pier.

"Are you going to get water?" Lin Chengbu immediately asked, "I'll get it for you."

Before Yuan Wu could speak, he had already turned around and ran to the pier, quickly carrying the water over.

"Are you going to cook noodles?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"Yeah." Yuan Wu poured some water into the pot.

"Boil the water directly, put the noodles and then put the dishes? Then eat them out of the pot, right?" Lin Chengbu asked again.

"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded numbly.

"So it's pretty unpalatable, right?" Lin Chengbu continued to ask.

Yuan Wu didn't even want to um.

But the noodles he cooks are really unpalatable, which is why he is willing to cook instant noodles.

"Let's exchange." Lin Chengbu said after being quiet for a minute.

"Huh?" Yuan Wu continued to answer mechanically, feeling that he was not so depressed when the big head came.

"I'll help you cook delicious noodles, and you help me reincarnate," Lin Chengbu said, "otherwise, I might wander here every day if I don't have a place to go."

Yuan Wu has a kind of hopeless helplessness, he sat down on the boat board, holding his head in his hands: "God."

"Think about it?" Lin Chengbu sat next to him.

"Will you disappear when you are reincarnated?" Yuan Wu turned his head to look at him.

"Yes." Lin Chengbu nodded.

"Okay." Yuan Wu said.