I loved listening to cross talk when I was in college, and I was particularly impressed by one of Lao Guo's words.
It is said that a poor man playing with ten steel hooks on the crossroads cannot attract the flesh and blood of his relatives, and a rich man wielding knives, guns and sticks in the deep mountains and old forests cannot beat away the unjust guests and friends.
This is particularly appropriate when it comes to Wang Yu. If a terminal cancer patient wants to prolong his life, the cost is astronomical. It is estimated that his family has been empty in the past two years, and he may have to ask people around him to borrow money.
But these days, whoever is willing to lend money to others, if they can save face, can refuse directly. Most of those who can't save face choose not to answer the phone, do not reply to messages, and gradually lose contact.
So Wang Yu's wedding was actually quite deserted. There were less than ten tables in total, and two of the tables were occupied by young people, probably his junior high school or high school classmates.
The decoration of the auditorium can only be described as simple, but very warm. In front of it is a not too big LED screen, which plays the wedding photos of the newlyweds in a loop. The top banner reads: Mr. Wang Yu and Ms. Fan Xiaolei’s wedding ceremony.
What can I say, looking at the wedding photos, I feel that Wang Yu’s wife is neither good-looking nor ugly, she can only be said to be an ordinary person.
Wang Zikun brought me to the classmate's table. I originally wanted to sit next to Qingqing, but for some reason she moved out and forced me to sit between her and Zhang Qi.
Mr. Shen is next to Qingqing, and Mr. Zhuo is next to Mr. Shen. This mix of a man and a woman really makes me happy.
"The ceremony starts in ten minutes. You guys have to smoke a cigarette first. I have to go backstage to prepare."
Wang Zikun patted me on the shoulder: "Only Zhang Qi and I know what happened just now, don't tell outsiders."
After saying these words, he turned around and left, but I felt a little guilty in my heart.
According to what he just said, Zhang Qi and Fan Xiaolei went outside to have their bridal makeup done in the early morning, and Wang Zikun was responsible for seeing them off. Because there was a yellow line on the roadside, he could only park the car in the small square on the opposite side of the road.
It was normal at first, but when I finished my makeup and came out, something unexpected happened.
A speeding taxi jumped out of the roadside. Zhang Qi reacted quickly and took a step back to avoid being hit. However, Fan Xiaolei was busy taking selfies and it was too late to find the car.
As a result, with a sudden sound of braking, Fan Xiaolei was knocked flying for more than ten meters and fell heavily to the ground.
Wang Zikun, who was sitting in the car, witnessed all this. He was so frightened that he almost flew away. He quickly got out of the car and wanted to check Fan Xiaolei's injury. But the strange thing was that before he could run over, Fan Xiaolei actually shook herself.
Stand up!
You must know that even if the driver braked, the speed of the car at the time was at least 40 or 50, and Fan Xiaolei was very thin. She would have suffered broken muscles and fractures even if she was not unconscious on the spot after being hit like this.
But they insisted that nothing was wrong. After the inspection, they found that there were only a few scratches on the skin, which made everyone in Wangzikun confused.
Originally, he wanted to send Fan Xiaolei to the hospital for a check-up, but she refused to go. He said that the motorcade to pick up the bride would arrive later and he could not delay. He insisted on going back and reapplied his makeup, and then asked Wang Zikun to take him home.
Not only was he confused, I was also a little confused after hearing this.
A very strange idea came to my mind. Seeing that these classmates were chatting enthusiastically and no one was paying attention, I lowered my voice and asked Zhang Qi: "You didn't bite Wang Yu's wife secretly, did you?"
"I'm not familiar with her, why would I bite her?"
Zhang Qi leaned close to my ear: "To tell you the truth, I did it on purpose. As soon as we met in the early morning, I noticed something was wrong with this girl named Fan Xiaolei. She seemed to have an inexplicable aura about her.
So when the car came, I didn't pick her up. I just wanted to test if there was anything wrong with her. In the end, I found out.
But I'm not sure what's going on with her, so I asked Wang Zikun to tell you about it. Remember to pay more attention to her in the future. After all, Wang Yu is a classmate and don't let Wang Yu get into anything he shouldn't have."
I understood when she said this, but I still felt it was a bit outrageous: "What you did is not very authentic. What if Fan Xiaolei is fine? If she is really an ordinary person, what if she is killed by a car?"
Zhang Qi shrugged nonchalantly: "At worst, I'll bite her again when the time comes. Not only will she not die after I bite her, but it will also make her beautiful."
I curled my lips and thought to myself that you have some ability and don't know how to act.
I just wanted to ask Zhang Qi if she could describe what kind of aura she felt on Fan Xiaolei's body.
But before I could say anything, Qingqing, who was sitting next to me, suddenly asked: "Qiqi, can I really become beautiful after being bitten by you?"
Zhang Qi was stunned.
Mr. Zhuo poked his head here: "Sister, why don't you bite me too? Or you can let the prince you first embraced bite me. Don't worry, the bite won't be in vain. After the bite is over, I can give you a very precious gift.
For you."
Even Mr. Shen turned his head: "Little sister, I don't need you to bite me. I just want a drop of your blood to study. With your relationship with Gu Yan, this little thing shouldn't be a big problem, right?"
Zhang Qi covered her mouth in shock and said nothing for a long time.
Later, when the entrance song started and the emcee started speaking on the stage, she stuttered and asked: "You...can you hear me talking to Gu Yan? It's impossible, I'm obviously very quiet!"
"Don't be surprised. The people sitting to my right are not normal people."
I patted Zhang Qi's legs twice: "Don't leave after dinner in a while. Let's find a place to have a good chat."
Having said that, Zhang Qi still didn't recover for a long time, looking at the four of us with horrified eyes, and the four of us also looked at her with our own thoughts.
It wasn't until the emcee's warm-up speech was over and the newcomers were invited to enter that they felt a surge of yin energy in front of them, and everyone turned their attention back to the stage.
Needless to say about Wang Yu, he is still the same, looking quite bloated, but his suit is more decent than the previous two days.
Fan Xiaolei is indeed a very ordinary girl. She is over 1.6 meters tall and has a slim figure. She has the temperament of Xiaojiabiyu.
It's just that the faint black aura in her body is radiating outwards, and there is a wisp of black aura lingering between her eyebrows. The soul lamps on her forehead and shoulders are all extinguished, making her look like a corpse that has been dead for a long time.
The moment he saw her clearly, Qingqing sneered: "This is obviously a corpse. The surname is Zhuo. Could this be one of your men?"
Mr. Zhuo did not refute, but she had a puzzled look on her face. She tilted her head and looked at Fan Xiaolei for a long time without saying a word.
But Duke Shen shook his head: "This matter has nothing to do with the little brat next to me. The woman in front of me is dead, but the soul in her body is not an ordinary soul.
Birds of a feather flock together, Gu Yan, you have strong tastes, your classmates are even more serious than you, and you actually plan to take a ghoul home as your wife, how awesome!"