Gao Feng's nickname was " Chimney ". Of course, it wasn't a chimney for climbing chimneys, but a chimney for smoking. Since he was 10 years old, Gao Feng had been smoking for 20 years. He could be considered an old cigarette user. After he quit smoking, he looked up at me for a few seconds and suddenly said, Go home early, don't drink! He stuffed a piece of paper into my hand and ran away!
I didn't even remember what she looked like. What nonsense was she spouting? I couldn't be bothered with her nonsense. I stuffed the piece of paper into my shirt pocket and sat at the bar. I ordered Bloody Mary, my favorite. Then, the few of us started playing dice. Just like that, the night passed!
It was closing time. I walked out of the bar and looked back. The neon lights that usually flashed suddenly distorted, as if they were about to eat someone. I shook my head. I must have drunk too much. Those four guys must have gone to get a room and left me alone. They said to take a taxi home. You must not be afraid of writing horror novels every day." Damn it, no matter how many novels I write, I'm still a woman. I don't have the spirit to be gentle with women! They are all f * cking guys who have no humanity!”
When did the sky start to rain? She called a taxi and got into the car without seeing the driver's face." Happy Garden!”
The chauffeur seemed to let out a " yeah " sound. I looked out of the window in a daze. The ground was flickering." Ah, I just remembered that today is the day when ghosts open the door!"”There were also some people who were burning joss paper. It was already so late! He shook his head! I leaned back in my chair! The car seemed to be moving very slowly, and she fell asleep unknowingly!
" Where is this place? Why is it so white everywhere? When I opened my eyes, there were still many people standing in rows and walking forward. Beside them, a person in black was holding countless wooden signs and distributing them to the people walking forward. There was also a person in white who was counting," 203, 204, 205…" The person in front of me seemed to be the taxi driver. Soon it was my turn. The man in black looked at me and gave me a wooden plate with the number 224 written on it. I couldn't help but want to pick it up. Suddenly, I felt someone calling me. Who was calling me? I ran to the back, running and running…God, my head hurts. What's wrong? I must have drunk too much!”
When I opened my eyes again, I saw that my surroundings were pure white. The smell of formalin stimulated my nostrils. "I'm awake, I'm awake!" I heard the ear-piercing voices of my best friends!
"Where am I?"
"In the hospital, you pig head. You got into a car accident. The taxi you got into had a driver who drank a lot of white wine. You're really lucky!”
"What? Where's the driver?" "You're dead. You're really lucky!”
Even though his head was in extreme pain! Last night was still vivid in his mind. The short fatty, the driver, and the two men in black and white? Could it be that I went to Hell for a walk, and that short fatty helped me escape a life and death crisis?
Two weeks later, I recovered and continued to write my horror novel. I still went to 2 AM, but I no longer drank and didn't go home late at night. Later, that short fatty appeared again. It turned out that he was the boss of 2 AM, the taiwanese. I only smiled at him and expressed my gratitude. Perhaps in the dark, life and death were determined!
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