Chapter 3: The Midnight Visitor

  How did he get in here?

  How can there be no footsteps at all?

  Who is he again?

  At this moment, a string of questions appeared in my mind. To be honest, at this late hour, suddenly there was someone behind me, who wouldn't be scared to death?

  I suddenly turned around, shone the flashlight in my hand towards him and shouted loudly: "Who?!"

  As the flashlight in my hand suddenly shone on him, I heard the person opposite me, who was covering his face with his hand, impatiently shouting: "Ah! What are you shining at? Trying to blind my eyes?"

  As soon as I saw him open his mouth to speak, I hastily moved the flashlight that was shining on his face away, and then used the scattered light from the flashlight to take a good look at this person.

  The person who followed me into the wooden house looked like he was only in his early twenties, probably around my age. He wasn't as tall as I am, but he looked quite handsome. Especially his face, which was very pale, even paler than most girls' faces, and could be described as a genuine "pretty boy".

  When I saw someone else speaking, I hurriedly replied, "Sorry, I didn't think anyone would follow me into this wooden house at such a late hour."

  When I moved the flashlight that was shining on his face, this young man said impatiently to me: "This house is not deep, why come at midnight? I said you're new here, right? You look unfamiliar!"

  "Huh?"

  When I heard the other party's response, I can basically confirm that this person should be an old customer of this wooden house. At the same time, I was also very puzzled, is it true that someone would run here to propose in the middle of the night? This makes me think of all sorts of frightening things...

  Although I was stunned for two or three seconds, my reaction was quick. First, I replied to the other person: "Sorry, it's my first day on the job and many things are still unclear. Please wait a moment, let me turn on the light."

  After finishing, I quickly found the light switch on the wall of the small wooden house and turned on all the lights in the small wooden house. What makes me very depressed is that the lighting in this small wooden house is too dim! It's not as bright as the 50-degree white silk bulb at home, how does it feel like it's not turning on electric lights, but rather a dim oil lamp......

  However, I ignored them and hastily asked the young man who followed me in: "Excuse me, brother, are you here to propose a marriage for me?"

  When I asked him like that, the young man smiled at me and then took out a small bottle of white wine from his pocket and started drinking it in front of me.

  The young man took out a small bottle of white wine from his pocket, and I seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but for the time being, I really couldn't remember where.

  "Want to have a couple of drinks?" The young man wiped his mouth and asked me.

  "I don't drink white wine," I replied.

  I heard that I don't drink white wine, so the young man put this unfinished small bottle of wine into his pocket, and then he didn't say anything, but looked around and muttered to himself: "Nothing has changed, nothing has changed! The only thing that has changed is people......"

  He said something that I didn't quite understand, so I patiently asked him again: "Brother, what brings you here? Is there anything I can help you with?"

  "There's nothing much to help with, it's just that this little house has been quiet for a long time. I've been waiting here for almost half a year now, and unexpectedly, everything inside the house hasn't changed, but the person...has. For some reason, when he said these words to me, I could see a hint of indescribable sorrow in his eyes."

  Just as I didn't know what to say next, the young man spoke again: "Alright! You new one, you go ahead and do your thing! I'm just a string of doors, came over to take a stroll. Okay, won't bother you at work, I'll leave now!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the young man left the small wooden house in a strange and mysterious way, and disappeared into the vast darkness of the night.

  I saw him leave, I don't know why, but suddenly I felt a lot more relaxed.

  Just now he followed me into the small wooden house and scared me to death. I thought I had encountered a ghost!

  After this strange young man left, I finally had time to examine everything inside this small wooden house.

  These three small wooden houses, although they look like three separate rooms from the outside, are actually one large interconnected room inside. In the middle of this room, on a raised platform, there is a desk that I believe will be my workspace. On the desk, there are some papers and pens laid out, as well as some old files or documents.

  On the wall behind the table, at the very top, a yin-yang bagua circle was hung high up for some unknown reason. On either side of the circle were four characters written in black ink.

  The left side reads: Harmony of Yin and Yang.

  Through life and death together

  Apart from these, the house seems extremely empty and there is nothing particularly attractive about it...

  It was only natural that I came to the table on the high platform, then casually threw the key to open the door onto the table, turned off the flashlight in my hand and put it on the table, and began to clean up this table.

  Maybe it's been a long time since anyone came here, the table was covered with a thick layer of dust. Even the papers, pens, book clips and files on the table were all covered with thick dust.

  I first found a rag in a corner of the wall nearby, then thoroughly wiped off all the dust on the table and the chair behind me. Only after everything was clean did I finally sit down with peace of mind.

  It's been a busy night and time has flown by. Before I knew it, it was already 1:30 AM. I know that if I can just hold on for another two and a half hours, I'll be able to get off work and leave.

  Sitting idly in the chair, I naturally started by examining the documents and files on the desk.

  I opened this file that was placed on the bookshelf and wasn't very thick, I discovered a very strange problem. Except for the name "Yanzi Fang" written on the cover of the file, there were no records inside after opening it. After opening all the files, they were all blank files.

  I thought I could learn some experience in this aspect by referring to the above, but unexpectedly, there was nothing written here. Under helplessness, I had no choice but to choose to restore these files to their original position, and sat on the chair in a depressed manner, staring blankly.

  When this place is boring, I can at least take out my phone and go online or something. But for some reason, this small wooden house actually has no signal, not even a network. This really left me speechless...

  I sat in the chair for a while, I don't know how long, just when I was getting drowsy, the rude sound of pushing the door woke me up.

  "Hmm——"

  As the door creaked open, I was startled and my whole body shook. Then I quickly rubbed my sleepy eyes, only to notice that a man in his thirties or forties had just walked in front of me.

  A middle-aged man wearing a blue work uniform, his face is somewhat pale, and his hair looks messy, as if he hadn't washed it for a month. Notably, the work uniform he wears resembles those worn by some bus drivers. However, this work uniform looks old-fashioned, seemingly from an earlier era, belonging to the kind that's quite rustic.

  I saw someone in front of me, and I first looked at the watch on my wrist, only to find that it was already 3:30 in the morning. So I hurriedly asked politely, "Excuse me, sir, are you here to ask me to be a matchmaker for you?"

  "Nonsense! If not to be a matchmaker, why would I come here? I've been a bachelor for half my life, and in the end, I'm still alone. Of course, I came to ask you to be a matchmaker!" The middle-aged man replied loudly to me.

  I couldn't help but become even more curious when he said that, I didn't expect that in the middle of the night, someone would actually come to propose a marriage, it's really true that nothing is strange in this world!

  But since he's a customer, and the customer is God, now that he's here, I have to follow procedure. So I handed him the paper and pen on the table and said: "Brother, please leave your information first, it will be convenient for me to pay attention to some suitable opposite sex for you in the future." Although I said so, but in my heart, I was secretly complaining, opposite sex? Who knows where I'll go to help him find that so-called opposite sex! It seems like tomorrow I have to ask Old Yin Six how to specifically help them get connected...

  As I handed him paper and pen, the middle-aged man walked onto the stage and then crouched down to write his information on the paper I had given him.

  I don't know why, but when this middle-aged man was writing the message, I suddenly felt a chill emanating from his body, very cold...

  After he finished writing, I took a rough glance and found that he didn't leave any contact information. So I softly said to him: "Brother, would you mind leaving your contact info? If there's something suitable, I can get in touch with you."

  Seeing me ask like this, the middle-aged man blew his mustache and glared at me, saying: "What's with the 'leave what leave'? When did such a rule start? Don't worry, I'll come here every day at this time from now on. If I really meet someone suitable then, I'll know it myself, no need for any contact information."

  After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and prepared to leave.

  "Not the big brother, you haven't given me the introduction fee yet?" Although I don't know how Yin Lao Liu charges customers here, but as a matchmaker, he should make money, right? That's what I thought.

  But the next moment, the middle-aged man's words made me feel terrible all over again

  "Do you want money? What kind of money? Are you daring to make money from the dead? Do you think your life is too long?" After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and left...

  Money from a dead person?

  What did he mean by what he said when he was leaving just now?

  I hastily looked at the information he left behind carefully.

  Zhao Yang, 35 years old, unmarried

  Work unit: Dachang Bus Company, driver of bus No. 64

  Born on June 13th, xx year - August 14th, xx year

  Marriage objective: unmarried female who has passed away before the age of 40.

  Marriage goal, unmarried female who has passed away before the age of 40?

  Marriage goal: unmarried female who has passed away before the age of 40!!!!!

  What the hell is going on?!

  And! What is called birthday xx year June 13 - xx year August 14?

  What does August 14th of xx year mean?

  What day did he die on?!

  Is he dead?!

  ！！！

  Thinking of this, I became a completely different person, and cold sweat dripped down to the ground.

  Just like that, tick-tock... tick-tock...

  I was wiping away cold sweat from my forehead with all my might, my heart pounding loudly, almost jumping out of my throat.

  Just as I had a premonition that something was wrong, I suddenly remembered the young man who came before and the small bottle of white wine he drank.

  I know why I'm familiar with that small bottle of white wine!

  The noble gentleman's gathering hall is shrouded in dark fate

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