Seeing that Uncle Mediterranean was walking further and further away, I got up and chased after him. I asked,"Hey, I haven't asked for your name yet.”
The middle-aged man yawned lazily and said,""I'm sleepy. Let's talk about it next time." After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving me with a short and chubby back.
Did this old ghost think that this posture was cool? However, he didn't even look at his own body size. He would pose and look in the mirror. He would definitely be able to revive you.
I had a good impression of this guy. I didn't expect this fatty to have such a good heart. He was able to donate seven figures to people in need as a red scarf. Good, this kind of person deserves my admiration.
Back then, I was also a good kid who donated 10 yuan to Project Hope. Look at me, how generous. My "ten" is bigger than his "seven", right?
In the silent night, the stars dotted our dreams.
"The Mediterranean Sea." the middle-aged Mediterranean man suddenly replied gloomily.
I clenched my fists silently.”
"I said my surname is Di, Di as in Di Renjie, and Hai as in the Revolution of 1911. It doesn't matter. I allow you to laugh.”
However, he waited for a long time and still didn't hear my wild laughter.
Mr. Mediterranean couldn't help but turn his head and say,""Thank you. You're the first person who didn't laugh at me. A friend in need is a friend indeed!”
I shook my head and explained,"I laughed too hard just now, and my face is still cramping."”
The middle-aged man's face stiffened.
"Actually, I have another nickname. My mother often calls me Hong Lingji. Because she wanted me to be smart."
I fell silent.
It seems that there's something wrong with my ears. His mother is really amazing. I really want to visit her.
"Unfortunately, my mother passed away early.”
This…I'll visit him when I'm free.
Out of habit, I took out my phone to check the time.
The huge number stimulated my vision.
23:10
"Ah!" I screamed.
There were only a few people on the street, and there were only me and the ghost of Uncle Mediterranean.
"I can actually float." Mr. Mediterranean suddenly said in surprise," If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have run so hard.”
"Now is not the time to say this.”I stomped my feet anxiously, my impatient expression vividly showing on my face." My mother and I had previously agreed that we would not be home past six o'clock at the latest. Now, I've actually exceeded it by four hours. I'm dead, I'm definitely dead…God, if I go back, I definitely won't be able to make it past tonight…It's over…It's over…I really shouldn't have interfered in this dispensable matter…God…What should I do…What should I do…"
After hearing what I said, Uncle Mediterranean had an opinion."Hey, hey, hey, whose business is dispensable?”
" It's over…" I glanced at him and continued my anxiety." The last bus is gone now…Oh no…Mom's feather duster must be waiting for me at home…Oh no…Oh no, will she think that I bought this feather duster for her to beat me…Oh, God, what should I do? What should we do?"
No, why didn't Mom call?
Is my safety not worth mentioning in her eyes?
I remembered another fact. I changed my SIM card yesterday and didn't tell her…
I'm really an unfilial daughter…
The cruel scenes of the ten great tortures of the Qing Dynasty had already appeared in my mind. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I couldn't help but cover my face and cry.
"I'm dead!"
"Let's take a taxi back." the middle-aged man said indifferently.
This old fart, now that his matter has been resolved, he's putting everything in the picture, right? Don't forget, the reason why I'm in such a miserable state now is all because of you. I'm so angry, I'm so angry.
My breathing quickened.
"I don't have money!" I gritted my teeth and squeezed out a few words. I kept looking at him, thinking about where I should start to vent my anger.
" That's not up to you! Hehehe!"
A sinister laughter suddenly came from behind me. It was like the disgusting laughter of a pervert who was finally about to get his hands on a girl. At the same time, my lower back was fixed by a sharp weapon.
That cold touch, that stinging sensation, was it a knife?
My body stiffened.
It was indeed easy to attract bandits in the middle of the night.
However, it's not easy for a ghost to attract bandits. Even if he can't see Uncle Mediterranean, he can feel the oppressive Yin Qi.
As I thought about it, I stared at the middle-aged man in the Mediterranean Sea with resentment. It was already a blessing that he still had Yin Qi on him and didn't have the stench of sweat.
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