Chapter 5 The Strangeness of the Underworld
I knew there must be a lot of secrets here, so I made a gesture of listening. Unexpectedly, Peng Gang stopped talking, poured a cup of hot water, and sipped it.
I was a little impatient and urged him: "What did Li Damin tell you?"
"Mr. Liu, can I trust you?" he suddenly asked.
I smacked my lips and changed my expression to a sincere expression: "Although we are strangers and it is our first time meeting each other, I can guarantee that my character is absolutely trustworthy. I will not spread your story indiscriminately. Please forgive me.
It’s been so long that I just can’t help but write it down.”
Peng Gang lowered his head and drank water and said: "This matter involves a lot of privacy in my family. I don't want others to use our privacy as a joke after dinner. Many people in our society are very bad, and their greatest happiness is to see others suffer."
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"Society is like this, but there are still good people." I said patiently.
"I also know that it is a taboo in the world to have a casual conversation." He looked at me.
I almost burst out laughing. The little kid still knows how to communicate with each other even though the words are superficial. But I couldn’t laugh, for fear that his fragile heart wouldn’t be able to bear it and he would walk away. To be honest, at this time, I was itching as if a hundred claws were scratching my heart.
At this time, the rice noodles and side dishes we ordered arrived. The steaming pot of rice noodles diluted the atmosphere of the entire conversation. I had no choice but to suppress my curiosity and finish the meal with him first.
During the meal, we didn't talk. Peng Gang seemed very worried. I guessed that he was in a battle between heaven and man and hesitated to tell me. But I felt that he had already made up his mind, otherwise he wouldn't have invited me here.
After eating, Peng Gang wiped his mouth gracefully and said, "I trust Mr. Li. Mr. Li says you are trustworthy, so I will choose to trust you, Mr. Liu."
"Sir, sir, I'm older than you, so just call me Lao Liu. All my friends call me that."
"Then I'll call you Brother Liu."
"Don't call me brother." I quickly waved my hand: "I have a bad habit. It's too awkward to call me an honorific. It's more comfortable to call me an equal. I'm a bitch."
These words made Peng Gang laugh, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed: "Old Liu, it's like this. Let me first talk about the changes in my father after he came back from the dead."
I took out the cigarette case and handed it to him. He shook his hand and said no. I took out a cigarette and lit it. I changed into a comfortable position and listened quietly.
"It was my mother who first noticed something was wrong with my father. You also know that I often live on campus. Although my home is in this city, I rarely go back. And as a person of my age, there are many differences in ideas and worldviews between me and my parents.
, the so-called generation gap, there is usually no communication. That weekend, my mother called me to go home, her voice was quite anxious, I thought something had happened. Ever since my father came back from the dead, I felt that something had happened.
I am not at ease, like walking on a tightrope. I used to feel that death was far away, but now I understand that disasters and misfortunes are always ready to come in life."
I puffed out the smoke slowly. He looked baby-faced, but judging from his words, he was indeed more mature than his peers.
"I went home. My dad was not at home at the time. My mom pulled me to my room, locked the door, and asked me mysteriously, do you feel any changes in your dad? I was very strange at the time. I don't know.
What should I say? I thought about it for a long time before I said it. If a person is resurrected from the dead or comes back to life, his mood must be different. Mom, please be more understanding and considerate if there is something wrong with my dad. My mom shook her head and said, "
Having said this, Peng Gang looked at me and seemed to find it difficult to speak.
I roughly guessed what was going on. You can say that I am very obscene. I coughed and said, "Your parents don't have that anymore."
Peng Gang nodded and laughed at himself: "My mother said that since my father woke up, they have never been married."
Although I vaguely guessed it, I was still shocked when I heard what he said. The shock came from two aspects. First, as a mother, how could I talk about sex and married life with my son? This made me very awkward; second, that Peng Gang could sit down today.
When you tell me these secret family affairs, Li Damin must have done a lot of preparation in the early stage. I really admire this guy, how can he make someone so defensive open his heart.
Thinking of Li Damin, I suddenly thought, by the way, where is he? If Peng Gang could still contact him, he would not come to me as a spare tire.
What Peng Gang wanted to say, I waved my hand: "Wait a minute, why don't you contact Li Damin?"
Peng Gang blinked: "He is missing."
I shivered inexplicably, and a cold air rushed out of my back. I took out my phone, found Li Damin's number and dialed it.
"The phone you dialed is switched off."
"Look at what I'm telling you, he's missing and the phone can't be reached," Peng Gang said.
I was so upset that I called Li Damin over and over again, always turning off the phone. I opened WeChat and left him a message, asking him to contact me immediately after receiving the message.
I've done everything I can do, and I'm a little confused. Where did Li Damin, that bitch, go?
Peng Gang saw that my face looked very bad and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
I looked at him in a trance, feeling a little embarrassed that he was being stared at. I suddenly realized that Li Damin disappeared after talking to Peng Gang. Did he have any clues about investigating the underworld?
"Let me continue," Peng Gang asked.
"Well, tell me." I took out a pen and paper from my bag. Although it was already dark, the street lamps and the lights in the store were very bright and the wattage was very high. I wanted to write down everything Peng Gang said.
Go back and sort it out and analyze the clues.
Peng Gang was a little panicked when he saw that I wanted to record it seriously: "Old Liu, please don't spread my family's affairs everywhere."
This kid was too guarded, so I explained patiently: "If I sincerely want to promote it to you, it would be the same with my brain. The reason why I use pen and paper is because I want to analyze it carefully. This is not only related to your family's affairs, but also my family's affairs."
I also need to find my friends."
"If you want to go out to make public announcements one day in the future, I also hope that you will use a pseudonym." Peng Gang said every word.
Looking at his eyes, I suddenly felt a little cold. Do you know why? I actually saw a trace of murderous intent in his eyes. I knew he couldn't do anything, but the feeling in his heart made me feel very gloomy.
Really, I'm a little scared
I quickly solemnly promised: "Don't worry, I won't reveal your family affairs."
Peng Gang breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "Do you think it's weird for my mother to tell me these things?"
"A little bit."
"When a woman has a husband and a son, she naturally trusts her husband the most. If her husband is gone, then who is the man she trusts most?"
I answered slowly: "Son."
"My mother no longer only regards me as a child or a son, I am now her pillar of support. To be honest, I am not a particularly responsible person, and this feeling is very bad. But there is no way, no matter how bad it is
I have to stand up, too." He took a sip of water and said, "My mother is a middle school teacher. She usually has a heavy teaching workload, and the humanistic environment in their school is not good. There is serious strife among teachers, and she doesn't have many friends. When she met
When it comes to major and difficult issues, it’s normal for you to think of me first.”
"Yeah. It's normal." I didn't know what to say.
"When my mother talked about living without a couple, to be honest, the first thing I felt was that I was extremely uncomfortable just like you. I told her in a particularly disgusting way that when a man reaches my father's age, in his fifties, he has very little energy.
It's normal. And he has just experienced life and death difficulties, so don't be too harsh. My mother said that you are a child and you don't understand. The feeling between husband and wife is very subtle. I feel that your father has changed."
When Peng Gang said this, he breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his head and continued: "My mother said that not only does your father not have a married life, but he is also very cold towards her in daily life and almost never touches her."
It was impossible to remember these things. I simply threw away the pen and smoked a cigarette to listen.
Peng Gang's parents have a very good relationship. His mother is a teacher and his father runs a company. They are both well-educated and sensible people. The couple respect each other like guests and have not blushed for many years. They have the kind of tacit understanding between husband and wife. But according to his mother, since
After your father was resurrected, that tacit understanding was gone.
His mother wants to be gentle and gentle, but whenever she touches her husband, he will push her away like a fire, and even find some reason to leave. Well, during the day you said you were busy with work and hid in the company, then you must come home to sleep at night. In the bedroom, Brother Peng
He usually waits until his wife is fast asleep before going to bed. He lights a desk lamp with a book and often sits and smokes. His face is gloomy and he appears to be worried. In the past, the couple shared a bed, but now they share two beds. One time
The woman became anxious, pretended to be asleep, and took advantage of the man to go to bed to suddenly attack, with the potential to rape her. Unexpectedly, Brother Peng got angry immediately, threw his wife hard, jumped out of the bed, pointed at her and said: "From now on
If you touch me again, we will separate beds at night and I will sleep in the living room."
Brother Peng's behavior at that time was said to be particularly scary. The middle-aged man was panting and his hair was disheveled. And his eyes were sinister. Their family was very strict in their upbringing. Brother Peng used to teach his son not to point at others when talking to others. It was very disrespectful.
Polite. But now, he pointed his index finger at his wife's brow, and his tone could not be more venomous.
My wife sat cross-legged on the bed, tears streaming down her face. Brother Peng looked extremely disgusted and shouted: "Who are you crying for? I'm so annoying. I work a lot at work during the day, and I have to watch you when I get home at night."
Your face. Can you sleep? If you can’t sleep, get out~~"
Peng Liang told me that the word "go" at the end, when my father said it, it was like a steel needle piercing my mother's heart, so hard that it hurt so much.
Although the two still share the same bed, they are as indifferent to each other as strangers. And according to his mother, Brother Peng doesn't seem to breathe when he sleeps.
When I heard this, I was shocked. How could I still not breathe?
Peng Liang said: "My mother said that no matter how hard other people sleep, they can still feel the heat and gasping, which means someone is angry. But after my father goes to sleep, his eyes are closed tightly and his breathing is difficult to detect.
The human feeling is that of a cold corpse. The most terrifying thing is that after my dad falls asleep, he seems to exude a cold air. The coldness dissipates and makes people shudder, giving the illusion of being in a morgue.
Chapter completed!