This week, Qian Jiangyue lived in a hazy state.

All the original plans have been disrupted, or in other words, these plans have lost their original meaning.

After everything was taken care of, Qian Jiangyue returned to her place of work.

Walking into the office, his return attracted the attention of most people. Under the gaze of these people, Qian Jiangyue sat back at his job.

Of course he didn't come back here to adjust his mentality through work.

He came to resign. Because he often took leave, his salary was not much left at all. The reason why he returned to the company was simply because of his sense of responsibility.

"Reason? Not in the mood to work." Qian Jiangyue sat on a chair, opposite him was his boss.

A middle-aged man with a somewhat high hairline.

"Not in the mood? Is the work too boring? In fact, during your leave, the company tried to open up a new field. If you are interested..." The manager was still trying to persuade him to stay.

The most important thing about R&D work is the result. As long as it can provide a result that satisfies the customer or target person, it doesn't matter what the process is.

The reason why this manager retained Qian Jiangyue was very simple. Qian Jiangyue's level was very high, even higher than him.

He could see this.

"No interest. I came today just to hand over the work. I won't come again in the future." The expression on Qian Jiangyue's face did not waver.

"Have you found a better job?" the manager asked tentatively with a smile.

"No, I will never 'work' in the future." Qian Jiangyue emphasized the word 'work', "I have my own things to do. As for what it is, I can only answer that it is a private matter. That's all.

I’m leaving first.”

After saying that, Qian Jiangyue stood up.

"Yi Cunling, you just don't want to work? In that case, how about taking unpaid leave?" Before Qian Jiangyue left the room, the manager came up with another idea.

"Whatever you want, I just came over to say something." Qian Jiangyue waved her hand without stopping.

As Qian Jiangyue said himself, he just came to say goodbye.

There was no unnecessary conversation or any post-office dinner. He just sent an email and left.

[Thank you for your continued care, the work handover is as follows...]

The car drove towards home, the speed became faster and faster, and the roar of the engine became louder and louder.

"You're speeding." A familiar voice came from the passenger seat.

Nanyuan's tone contained a hint of dissuasion, but it wasn't very strong, just a reminder.

The speed gradually slowed down and dropped to the normal range.

"I'm glad you can still listen to me. I hope this situation can continue." Nanyuan turned around and smiled.

Qian Jiangyue also laughed.

Suddenly, a black car stopped in front of her. It was quite close. Qian Jiangyue didn't even see how the car appeared.

Have you encountered supernatural events in the real world?

A guess appeared in Qian Jiangyue's mind. While thinking of this, Qian Jiangyue stepped on the brakes.

Although it was very reluctant, the two cars did not collide in the end.

The vehicle following Qian Jiangyue honked frantically, turned the steering wheel at the same time, and drove into another lane.

Qian Jiangyue took a deep breath and looked at the car in front of him. He found that not only the body and windows of the car in front were dark, but even the windshield was completely black. It was completely unclear whether there was a person or a ghost inside the car.

If it were in the movie world, Qian Jiangyue would have escaped here by now, but now it is the real world.

"What's wrong?" A dark-skinned traffic policeman appeared next to Qian Jiangyue's car window, "Is there something wrong with the car?"

"No, there is a car blocking me in front." Qian Jiangyue pointed ahead.

The traffic policeman looked in the direction Qian Jiangyue pointed, and then extended his hand, "Where? Over there?"

"Yeah." While speaking, Qian Jiangyue was observing the traffic policeman's expression.

He found that the other party did not believe him.

The traffic policeman frowned and said, "Take out your driver's license and take a look."

Qian Jiangyue didn't say much and handed over her driver's license.

The traffic policeman checked the police pass, checked the photos, and returned the driver's license to Qian Jiangyue.

"Have you been drinking?" the traffic policeman asked.

"No." Qian Jiangyue had already realized that something was wrong.

Maybe the traffic policeman simply couldn't see the vehicle that suddenly appeared in front of him, or maybe the traffic policeman also had a problem.

At this time, Qian Jiangyue did not refute or apologize, but waited for the traffic police's next step.

The traffic policeman took out the alcohol tester and asked Qian Jiangyue to blow on the air intake for 5 seconds.

"Huh? Is it broken?" The traffic policeman shook the tester and found that the value still did not change significantly, "Blow again!"

Qianjiangyue did as he was told.

The result remains the same.

"Are you taking drugs?" the traffic policeman narrowed his eyes.

Compared with drunk driving, drug driving is more harmful, but it is not as common as drunk driving.

There are breathalyser tests to detect drunk driving, and there are saliva testers to detect drugged driving. However, compared with alcohol testers, saliva testers are more expensive and cannot be used as evidence in court.

The most reliable detection method is to conduct a urine test, but unfortunately it is very troublesome to implement.

"Huh? All this happened to me?" The traffic policeman looked at the special cotton swab in his hand. He hesitated for a while and then asked, "Are you kidding me?"

"No, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Qian Jiangyue shook her head.

Unlike the movie world, if you are injured in the real world, it is very likely that your whole body will not recover.

He didn't want to bother anymore.

The traffic police did not let Qian Jiangyue leave easily. He issued a ticket for obstructing road traffic safety.

Under the gaze of the traffic police, Qian Jiangyue started the vehicle and gradually drove towards the black vehicle. Instead of believing that the person blocking her car was a ghost, Qian Jiangyue actually preferred to believe in another possibility.

If this is really possible, it means that the future he has been worried about has already arrived.

The car slowly passed through the black vehicles in front, nothing changed, nothing happened, everything was safe and sound.

Everything is just...his own illusion.

Qian Jiangyue parked the car on the side of the road. After turning off the engine, he leaned on the steering wheel, his eyes dull.

The phone rang, Qian Jiangyue took out the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Is this Mr. Yi Cunling? This is Huyang Mental Hospital."

"yes."

"It's like this. A patient told us today that he has something for you, which your mother asked her to deliver."

"What?" Qian Jiangyue asked.

"I don't know either. You'd better come and see for yourself."

"OK."

Qian Jiangyue sat down, turned the key, and placed her right hand on the gear lever.

"Do you still want to drive by yourself? Why not try public transportation?" Nanyuan said while looking out the window.

Qian Jiangyue glanced at the rearview mirror and then stepped on the accelerator.

Driving all the way to Huyang Mental Hospital, the strange things before did not happen again.

Under the guidance of the nurse, Qian Jiangyue met an old lady with gray hair. He had met this person several times before. There was nothing special about her in the mental hospital.

"Grandma Jiang, Lian Banxue's son is here." the nurse called kindly.

"Hello." Qian Jiangyue said with a smile.

"Oh, let me take a look." Grandma Jiang's movements were a little slow and her eyes were quite cloudy. "Well, it's him." After confirmation, Grandma Jiang stood up and walked to her bed.

After a while, Grandma Jiang put a bag in Qian Jiangyue's hand.

"Okay, let's go." Grandma Jiang said and sat back down.

Qian Jiangyue opened it and found that it was an old MP3 player. He pressed the power button and it still worked, but it had no power.

"Thank you." After thanking him, Qian Jiangyue left Huyang Mental Hospital.

When he got home, he bought a matching charger to charge the mp3. After the charge was 50%, he unplugged the charger and opened the mp3. He found that there was no song in it, but there was a recording file.
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