Telephone Booth
Chapter 1659:Telephone Booth
The woman has come a long way.
I didn’t wait for Fu to win the answer, so I followed the past first.
If there is no one beside the woman, she is just burying her head forward.
Walking across a road, turning around, I saw the building of the community.The house has been built, but there are no windows.
A telephone booth on the side of the road is very inconspicuous, just like those street lights and street signs, normal people walk from here, and will not pay special attention to it.
The red phone booth is mottled out of paint, but you can also see the original bright color.It is also the only bright color on this road without color.
The telephone booth is completely enclosed, a square space, flat top, marked with the words of a public telephone.On the other side of the motor vehicle lane, it is still an advertising box.The advertisement posted inside has faded, and it can be seen vaguely, it is a movie poster.
I am still impressed with this film.It was my high school show campus love movies, male star is the flow of young students at that time, female protagonist is also traffic flowers, so earned a lot of eyeballs and box office, but word of mouth is very bad, the box office all the way to dive, soon the whole line painted.
The poster in the advertising box can not see the youthful beauty of the male and female protagonists, only two tragic white faces.Even the names of the films are blurred to be unrecognizable, and the other handwriting disappears completely.
The woman sped up some steps, crossed the road, and walked straight to the phone booth.
I followed the past.
The phone booth was clean, only dust, and did not turn into a garbage can.
The phone hanging on the inner wall is also complete, the microphone is hanging on it well, and the key is not missing.The number on the key is blurred.The operating instructions posted on the phone are also missing.
There was also a crossboard under the phone with an old-fashioned yellow page on it.This index book has been rolled, the side is yellowed, and a rope is worn on the spine and tied to the phone booth.
The woman opened the door and went in, without dialing.
I didn’t see a shrine on the phone booth, nor a ghost around.
The skinny and Fu won.The skinny man probably already knew my intentions.Fu Win was holding me to look at me with strange eyes.He was restrained enough, but he could not bear to look at me frequently.
Normal people probably don’t understand the purpose of me.
The woman’s eyes blinked and stared at the phone booth.
I remember the contents of the Ao Ye's file.
I remember a file that mentioned the phone box.
The roadside phone booth rang, and it was the phone call from the dead.Once answered, some connection was formed with the deceased.Those who answered the phone were eventually killed by ghosts.
The client of Ao Ye also died.
The Alydean did not solve the case.After the client died, the problematic phone booth disappeared.They are not being watched.Playing cat and mouse games in such a big world, of course, has no chance.
I don’t remember what the phone booth looked like.
But in the whole people's celebration did not see the public phone booth, suddenly encountered such a thing...
“What is her husband’s name?”I asked Fu Win.
Fu Win suddenly heard such a problem, but also staggered, straightening out the already thinning hair, "this does not know."We contacted her relatives before and found her parents.They also have no way.I didn’t mention her husband’s name.”
“It should be... the name Lin?”I think the client's name is Lin, "What is her name?"
Fu won thought about it, "I don't know what her husband's name is, she's called Yu Xiaoqin."
I can't remember the name of the client's wife, and I can't be sure if it's this woman.
The woman suddenly changed her expression and grabbed the microphone with excitement.
I jumped in my heart and suddenly felt the smear.
The phone floated out of the shrine, is a simple ghost yin, without malice.
The woman's face showed a gentle expression.
The sound insulation of the phone booth was good, I did not hear the woman's voice, but looking at the movement and mouth shape of her nod, it should be promising what the person on the other end of the phone.
Fu Win sighed: “It’s always been like this.Crazy.I thought my husband would call.”
She may not be crazy.
I looked at the harp and had some undecided ideas.
I thought I already had a hard heart, but I could see Yu Xiaoqin holding the microphone, and my face showed a happy color, and I would still touch it.
She really heard her husband’s voice.
If this phone box is eliminated, Yu Xiaoqin may really collapse.
The phone went on for three or five minutes, and she hung up regretfully and recovered to that numb face.
She pushed the phone booth out, still not looking at us.
“Mrs. Yu Xiaoqin, Ms. Yu...” I shouted to her, and she did not stop.
I looked back at the normal phone box.
“That...” Fu Win looked at me, wanting to stop talking.
“Oh, Mr. Fu, you don’t have to worry about us.I just... there was a lot of this when I was in the demolition.Some people don't want to move because of the memories of the old house."I apologized, "We can look here."
Fu Win has some doubts.He looked at us for a moment, and then looked at the harp, “Nothing.”We run the street, and we often go to see her.My bike is still there.”
That’s not wanting to go straight away.
I’m not good at catching people either.
Fu Win was next to me, and I had no way to "tug" with Yu Xiaoqin, or at least I couldn't mention the name of the green leaf.
I did not win, went to Yu Xiaoqin, asked: "Just now was your husband's phone call?"
The harp is silent.
“Does he call every day, or not?”That public phone booth... the people’s celebration is rarely seen now.How did you find it?”My questions one by one.
The harp didn’t look at me.
The sight of Fu winning on me has become a bit strange.
The skinny man helped me find an excuse, “Didn’t her family take her to the doctor?”It doesn’t matter to her?”
“I can’t help it.I have heard of it for years.Her parents are also older...maybe...it seems to be dead?”Fu Win said with uncertainty, "At that time, this side was still a rural house."She came then.This, I didn’t pay attention either.When the land acquisition was completed, the resettlement house began to be built, and I noticed her.When she contacted her parents, her parents were already in poor health and were often hospitalized.I contacted him a few times and they came.They also have no way.Last year, another of her relatives came over and it was useless to scold her and hit her.Neighbors called the police.It seems to be that one of her parents died.”
“If it had been like this for a long time, would her husband have been dead for a long time?”The skinny asked.
"Well," Fu won thought, patting his head, "it's got to be ten years, maybe longer."I don't really remember either.No one said in detail.Everyone in their house was crying and crying, and she didn’t talk.They don't want to take care of our streets."Fu Win laughed bitterly, “We can’t really help this kind of thing.People feel that housework does not matter to us.If you look for someone to take care of her... maybe she's giving up on her family."
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