pertwk Chapter 29: The Fisherman's Horror Story [Please add to your favorites and read on!]
Chapter 29: The Fisherman's Horror Story [Please add to your favorites and read on!]
Su Qianqian was completely covered by the quilt, her face flushed with embarrassment, and the tip of her nose was filled with the minty smell of laundry detergent.
Her heart was still pounding, and the photos she had just sent kept replaying in her mind.
Just then, my phone vibrated suddenly next to me.
Su Qianqian quickly reached out from under the covers, touched her phone, and then quickly pulled back under the covers.
The movements were fluid and seamless, executed in one go.
She turned on the screen and found that it was indeed a message from her husband.
[“North Wind Howls”: I never expected my wife to be so well-endowed; it's truly a feast for the eyes.]
Su Qianqian read the sentence over and over again three times while lying in bed, and couldn't help but smile.
I got praised!
Her husband actually said she was well-endowed.
Doesn't this mean that her husband is satisfied with the photos she posted?
Su Qianqian crawled out of the covers, took her phone, turned over, lay on her back on the bed, held the phone above her face, and stared at the screen, grinning foolishly.
A moment later, she replied immediately: 【Honey, do you like it?】
The message arrived quickly.
【"North Wind Howls": I love it, I love it so much! It would be perfect if you wore black stockings next time.】
When Su Qianqian saw the words "black stockings," the heat that had just subsided on her face surged up again.
She tossed her phone aside, covered her burning face with both hands, and let out soft laughter through her fingers.
My husband actually likes black stockings?
Su Qianqian's mind began to involuntarily conjure up that scene.
She lay on the bed, her legs clad in black stockings, then stretched them out into the sunlight…
"Ouch!" Su Qianqian suddenly rolled over and buried her face in the pillow.
Soon, she turned over again, rolled around on the bed twice while hugging the blanket, and gently kicked her two long, white legs in the air a few times.
Su Qianqian's current appearance is completely different from the aloof and distant school beauty she usually is.
A few minutes later, she picked up her phone again, typed two words, and sent them.
【Hate!】
……
Lin Bei took a sip of cola, looked at the word "annoying" that suddenly popped up on his phone screen, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
He closed the flip cover of his phone and put it back in his pocket.
With half a bottle of cola left, Lin Bei tilted his head back and gulped down the last mouthful before throwing the empty bottle into a roadside trash can.
Then, he walked towards the driving school.
When Lin Bei arrived at the driving school training ground, there were already three students in line.
A young man who looked to be in his early twenties was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans.
A middle-aged man with prominent dark circles under his eyes stood there yawning incessantly.
There was also a girl wearing black-rimmed glasses, with her hair tied in a low ponytail, who looked quiet and gentle.
Lin Bei walked over quickly, stood behind the girl, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and handed two cigarettes to the young man and the middle-aged man.
"Thank you!" The young man accepted it with both hands.
"I'm not smoking anymore, I'm not smoking anymore." The middle-aged man waved his hand, his voice weak and feeble: "My throat is practically on fire."
Lin Bei lit one for himself and glanced at the uncle.
After spending the last few days practicing driving with these people, he has become quite familiar with them.
The young man's name is Xiao Zhou. Like him, he had just finished the college entrance examination and came to get his driver's license during the summer vacation.
The man's surname is Zhao. He is a fishing enthusiast and goes to the river every day after driving practice.
As for the girl next to her, she doesn't talk much, and nobody knows her name.
Lin Bei noticed that Lao Zhao's condition today was significantly worse than it had been a few days ago.
He had dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot. While standing and waiting for the bus, his body swayed from time to time.
It's obvious that he didn't sleep well.
Lin Bei exhaled a puff of smoke: "Old Zhao, you look like you haven't slept well."
Old Zhao rubbed his eyes and sighed helplessly: "It's not just that I didn't sleep well, I didn't dare to sleep at all last night."
"What's wrong?" Xiao Zhou asked curiously as he came over.
Old Zhao swallowed hard before speaking: "I went fishing last night and found a secluded section of the river, the kind that nobody usually goes to."
"I cast my line several times without any luck, but finally a fish took the bait, and it was really strong."
"I immediately thought this was a big fish, but after playing it for ages and finally pulling it ashore, I realized..."
Xiao Zhou blinked: "Found what?"
Old Zhao: "What they found when they dragged it up was actually a corpse."
Ok? !
Xiao Zhou's expression froze instantly, and the cigarette almost fell through his fingers.
The girl with glasses, who had been looking down at her phone, suddenly looked up when she heard those words and involuntarily took a step back.
Lin Bei exhaled a puff of cigarette smoke, but his face remained expressionless. He didn't say much and continued to listen.
"Wh...what is that?" Xiao Zhou's voice changed.
"The body," Old Zhao repeated. "It had been soaking for who knows how long. I only glanced at it, and I was so scared that I dropped the pole and rushed to the police station on my electric bike to report it."
"It wasn't until three or four in the morning that the statement was finally taken. When I got home and lay in bed, I didn't dare close my eyes, because every time I closed them, that image would come to mind."
The girl with glasses hugged her arms, her fingers gripping her sleeves tightly, her voice trembling: "Uncle, you...you shouldn't be joking like that..."
"Why would I joke like that?" Old Zhao sighed and wiped his face with his hand.
Lin Bei flicked the ash from his cigarette and shook his head helplessly.
Sure enough, the fisherman can catch anything except fish.
Xiao Zhouqian chuckled twice. The girl still hunched her shoulders, and the way she looked at Lao Zhao had changed.
Old Zhao probably realized he had frightened the person, so he quickly changed his tone: "Actually, I've been fishing for so many years, and I've encountered a lot of strange and unusual things."
"Once, I fished up a locked safe in a reservoir in the suburbs. I spent a lot of effort to pry it open, only to find that it was empty."
"Another time, we caught a bag of DVDs with covers featuring several foreign AV actresses in action movies. But when we got home and played them, we found they were Calabash Brothers."
"What happened to the safe?" Xiao Zhou asked curiously again.
"Just throw it away, what else can you do? There's no password anyway."
The girl muttered under her breath, "This is all so unbelievable..."
"Who knows if it's true or not?" Old Zhao shook his head and said no more.
Lin Bei stood to the side smoking, without saying much.
There are some things in the world that science cannot explain.
After all, he was reborn back to the age of 18, isn't that amazing enough?
After practicing driving twice, it was already noon. Lin Bei said goodbye to the others and left to have lunch.
He walked along the roadside towards the food street, thinking he'd grab a quick bowl of noodles before heading to the driving school to continue his driving practice.
After walking for a few minutes, we passed through a less crowded alley and saw an old man in his fifties sitting against the wall.
The old man was wearing a dark gray Zhongshan suit, the material of which looked expensive. He wore a watch on his left wrist, and the logo on the dial was clearly visible even from several steps away.
His face was pale, his forehead was covered in sweat, and his breathing was rapid and shallow.
It seems like the illness suddenly recurred.
Lin Bei paused for a moment, his mind flashing back to the countless social news stories and anti-fraud cases he had seen in his previous life.
Helping an elderly person only to be falsely accused, rescuing someone only to be sued, good deeds going unrewarded...
He was about to leave when he glanced at the old man's attire and realized that it was not something an ordinary family could afford.
Someone like that would never try to extort money from a bad person, right?
Moreover, the old man's posture leaning against the wall didn't seem fake; his lips were even starting to turn purple.
Lin Bei strode over and squatted down: "Grandpa, can you hear me?"