Demon Snow Treading On Earth (FOURTEEN) Strange Old Man

Xiao Beiguo walked to the window, the ward was on the third floor, and no one could appear by the window. Xiao Beiguo pulled open the window and leaned out, looking up and down, not even a wild cat and wild dog. The snow on the hospital road had long since been cleared, and only the corners of the hill were scattered with small snow piles. At night, the temperature dropped significantly, and the scattered snow piles sucked in the cold and cold breath between heaven and earth, and they had enough strength to survive the night and fight tomorrow's sun to the end with a high and full posture.

Xiao Beiguo didn't find anything, but he firmly believed that he must have seen a figure in that glance, a real figure. However, he couldn't understand why the figure had disappeared without a trace at a glance from Xiao Beiguo. If you don't understand it, you don't want to, Xiao Beiguo has always been too lazy to use his brain.

Xiao Beiguo closed the window again and did not close the curtains. He looked at the lights of the Ten Thousand Homes outside with interest, and often sighed, thinking that if it were not in the hospital, the scenery outside the window might be better. However, it is precisely because in the hospital that the lights of the ten thousand homes outside have a little more warm taste.

Xiao Beiguo looked at the girl in red who had been quietly sleeping, and couldn't help but laugh that for the first time in his life, he was accompanying a patient, and it was a stranger who had never known each other and did not know his name until now.

It was still early in the night, it was only 6 o'clock, and the news broadcast had not yet been broadcast. Xiao Beiguo had the heart to go out for a walk, but after all, it was unreliable to put the girl in red alone in the ward, and he was not willing to bother the nurse sister, so he simply lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone.

Just browsed a few news, WeChat came a voice, is the next bedroom OF male Xiao Li: "Brother Xiao, the soy sauce is gone, use yours first, right, the two bottles of Tsingtao beer in the refrigerator are your bar, drink ha first, another day to make up for you." ”

"You guy, drink my wine again, two bottles and three bottles." Xiao Beiguo typed and sent text messages in the past, and he did not like to send voice and voice and video calls. Whenever conditions permit, it is a type-back message.

The house rented by Xiao Beiguo was originally a three-bedroom and a living room, and the living room was separated by the housing agent to make two compartments. The house of less than 120 square meters lives in five families. Four bachelors and a pair of sister flowers. The sister flowers are not flowers, but a strange combination, the sister is short and fat, the sister is tall and thin, and the unified speech is harsh and mean and unpopular.

The IT man next door Is a senior bachelor, who only loves games and does not love women, and the only entertainment after work is to play games to study various network technologies, with the goal of becoming the world's first hacker.

In the other second bedroom and master bedroom, there are people who come out of the day and night, there are men and women, and Xiao Li said that he should work in a nearby KTV. Usually there is basically no intersection, and it is rare to meet once. Except for the pair of fat and thin sisters, the rest of the people are more convenient. Shared housing is like this, if it is not deliberately managed and maintained, even if it is under the same roof, it is old and dead.

Time passed a little by little in Xiao Beiguo's bored thoughts, during which the nurse sister came to see the girl in red twice, and told Xiao Beiguo that if the girl in red had something to do, ring the bell in time to call them over.

Soon, it was already eleven o'clock in the night. Usually, by eleven o'clock Xiao Beiguo had already begun to get sleepy, and his head had suddenly grown old and rusty, and the strike stopped turning. Tonight, however, his biological clock was completely out of control, and his head was still awake after eleven o'clock, and that momentum was a piece of cake even if he returned to high school to do a few sets of math college entrance exam questions all night.

Seeing that nothing would happen tomorrow, Xiao Beiguo decided to give himself another day off and simply read the novel for a while. He clicked on a novel that he had read many times, and found a chapter at random and began to read it.

Xiao Beiguo, who was immersed in the novel, did not notice a person who suddenly appeared in front of the window, an old man standing in the air. The old man did not make any movement, but the closed window silently slid open to both sides under the old man's gaze, and the cool breeze immediately poured into the room.

The old man standing in the air outside the window stared at Xiao Beiguo, and a look of decaying wood could not be carved gradually appeared in a pair of deep eyes, and he secretly regretted: "The Shen Dan of those three guys actually merged with such a plaything and lost his mind, it is really a tyrannical thing." ”

Immersed in the novel, Xiao Beiguo was invaded by the cool wind, and although he was no longer afraid of cold and heat, a habitual sneeze resounded through the night sky.

"Uncle, who missed me?" Xiao Beiguo was very dissatisfied with this sneeze, and even more dissatisfied with the sudden influx of cold air. I remembered that I had closed the window tightly, where did this wind come from.

Just when he wanted to turn over to see what was going on in the window, the old man who had been silently watching Xiao Beiguo suddenly said, "It's your uncle who thinks of you." ”

"Uncle's!" Xiao Beiguo turned over to see the old man standing in the air outside the window, exclaimed, and directly fell to the ground.

The old man saw Xiao Beiguo rolling down from the bed, smiled slightly, and was very happy, like a child who had just successfully played a prank.

The windows were not large, and it was impossible for the old man to float upright. When Xiao Beiguo was sitting on the ground stunned, the old man turned ninety degrees in the air, and his body suddenly became parallel to the ground and perpendicular to the window, and slowly drifted in from the window.

The old man who had already entered the room was obviously not in a hurry to stand up straight, still maintaining a strange posture of hanging in the air parallel to the ground.