"Master, can you send me to Longjuwu?" the man said to Yu.
Longjuwu is the location of the funeral parlor in Hangzhou, and is also the name of the funeral parlor. When people in Hangzhou talk about funeral parlors or curse people, they always say Longjuwu, not the funeral parlor. For example, "It's time to go to Longjuwu", this is a curse on you;
"Oh, I'm going to Longjuwu soon", this is lamenting that he is old and will die soon.
Yu Wenhao said: "It seems impossible to enter Longjuwu at night."
"I know, master, please, I just want to be closer to her." The man said.
Yu Wenhao said yes. He turned around at the intersection ahead and drove towards the Hangcheng Funeral Home.
Hangcheng Funeral Home is on Xixi Road. In fact, when I asked to enter the Zizhi Tunnel, I passed by Xixi Road. From that intersection to Hangcheng Funeral Home, it is only about one thousand meters.
Yu Wenhao drove to the entrance of Hangcheng Funeral Home. The movable iron gate entering and exiting the gate was closed. There seemed to be someone in the duty room next to it. Yu Wenhao turned off the car at the door and got out of the car. The man also got out of the car with him. Immediately
A security guard came out of the duty room and came over and asked them what they were doing.
Yu asked Hao: "Can we go in for a while and leave soon?"
The security guard was surprised and asked: "We're not at work now, why are you guys going in?"
The man quickly said: "I have relatives who were brought here from the Red Cross Hospital."
The security guard looked at him and said, "That's useless. No one can enter the icehouse. If you want to go through the formalities, come back during the day tomorrow."
The man clasped his hands and bowed to the security guard, asking, "If we don't go to the icehouse, can we just park in the parking lot for a while?"
The security guard shook his head decisively: "No, except for our funeral home's own hearse, no other vehicles are allowed to enter at night."
The man said: "Can I walk in?"
The security guard still shook his head and said no, "You go in, who knows what you are going to do."
"Really, really, I beg you, tell me where the icehouse is. I can just sit outside the icehouse for a while." The man begged.
The security guard rolled his eyes at him: "It's weird, He is so strange. Why don't you sit there for a while? You, a stranger, go in and sit there, trying to scare us night shifters to death? Let's go, leave quickly, I
If I let you in, my job will be gone."
The man was still begging, but the security guard said: "Come on, hurry up, if you don't leave, I'll call someone."
The security guard didn't open the door, so he turned around and walked into the duty room next to him, picked up the intercom, and Yu Wenhao heard that he was indeed calling someone, saying that there were two lunatics at the door.
Yu said hello and quickly said to the man, "Let's go, let's go."
He pushed and pulled the man into the car, and at the same time waved his hand to the security guard, meaning that we are leaving and you don't have to bother calling someone.
Yu Wenhao drove the car forward for more than ten meters, and the man shouted: "Master, stop the car, stop the car."
Yu Wenhao stopped the car, and the man opened the door and got out of the car. Yu Wenhao had no choice but to get out of the car as well.
The Hangcheng Funeral Parlor has a large area and a long fence, which is composed of a low wall and the flower windows above it. It is tens of meters long and goes all the way to Dalongjuwu Road.
The man walked along the wall of the funeral parlor. Yu Wenhao was worried that the man would climb over the wall and get in. When he saw the high-voltage protective net on the wall, he felt relieved again.
The man walked a few steps, stopped, turned towards the yard of the funeral home, and then shouted:
"Huihui, Huihui, I'm here, do you hear me? Huihui, Huihui, I'm here, do you hear me?"
Shouting and shouting, he burst into tears again.
"It's so late at night, why bother making noise to your mother! She's crying in mourning!"
Opposite the funeral home, in the Hangcheng Shooting and Archery Sports Center building, someone was yelling and cursing. The man yelled at the place where the curses came from:
"I'm just crying, what do you think? If you have the guts, stick your head out."
In the building opposite, the head did not stick out, but from two or three windows, bottles flew out at the same time, hitting Xixi Road with a "bang bang" noise. Fortunately, it was already midnight, and there were no ghosts on Xixi Road.
One, let alone people and cars.
Yu Wenhao quickly pulled the man into the car. This time, he got him into the passenger seat. After closing the door, he walked to the driver's seat and sat in. He said to the man:
"I won't leave. Let's stop here for a while. If you have anything to say to your girlfriend, I think she can definitely hear it even if you say it softly in the car. It's not even twenty-four yet.
When she was young, her soul was still here, and she must have missed you a lot and knew you were here."
Yu Wenhao said, turned off the car lights, leaving only the double jump, and then pressed down the passenger window. Looking at the dark funeral parlor walls and flower windows outside, and through the gaps in the flower windows, he saw
Yu Wenhao couldn't help but feel his heart palpitate as the shadows of trees swayed all over the yard. It seemed as if the man's girlfriend, that Huihui, was really walking towards them.
The leaves rustled, and Yu Wenhao took a deep breath.
The man leaned his head on the car frame and started chatting with his girlfriend, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing. At the beginning, Yu could still hear what he was saying when he said hello, but then the man's voice became louder and louder.
The lower the voice, almost a whisper.
Yu Wenhao felt that this was people's private talk, pillow talk, and he was listening to it. He was suspected of peeping into other people's privacy, which made him a little embarrassed. He felt that he should get out of the car and squat on the roadside.
Yu Wenhao looked at the surrounding environment, hesitated again, and felt a little confused. What's more, the man's talking to himself quickly created an illusion, as if his girlfriend was really here, and the two of them were whispering.
No matter how brave Yu Wenhao was, he didn't dare to go down at this time. He went down and squatted on the roadside. He was still afraid of the building opposite. Someone was still angry and suddenly threw an empty wine bottle down. That would be a disaster. He said
Maybe I will have to report to this side of the road soon.
Thinking this way, he became even more frightened and dared not get out of the car.
He put down the seat, lay down, and turned sideways, with his back facing the man, but facing the building of the shooting and archery sports center opposite. It was already past midnight, and there were still a few scattered windows in the building that were lit.
lamp.
Yu Wenhao suddenly understood. He thought that only the shooting and archery center dared to build its building opposite the funeral parlor. Those athletes with well-developed chest muscles and biceps are full of yang energy? Moreover, it is shooting and archery. These people
Picking up a gun or an arrow, going to the battlefield or becoming a killer is itself synonymous with death. What else do they fear from the god of death in this building?
Yu Wenhao thought aimlessly. Amidst the man's chatter, Yu Wenhao's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he finally fell asleep.
The ringing of the phone woke up Yu Wenhao. He looked and saw that it was Qiqi. Yu Wenhao quickly picked up the phone.
"Brother, I've got off work, where are you?"
"I'm..." Yu Wenhao was confused for a moment, then he came to his senses and said, "Oh, I'm not far from your place, on Xixi Road."
It's really not that far from here to Qiqi's place. You can reach the end of Xixi Road.
"Yeah, brother, I'll wait for you at the door." Qiqi said.
Yu Wenhao looked at the man in the passenger seat. At this time, the man no longer talked, but sat there in a daze.
Yu Wenhao asked Qiqi: "Have you drunk too much today?"
"No." Qiqi said, "What are you doing, brother?"
Yu Wenhao said: "Then I'll treat you to a drink."
Qiqi smiled and said yes.
Putting down the phone, Yu said hello to the man and said, "Brother, you need a drink now. Come on, I'll treat you to a drink."
