The winter in Foggy City was extremely cold, and I was wrapped in thick pajamas and watched the dark night sky by the windowsill, and it was snow that was falling. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Did you know that it never snows in Foggy City?" I said to No. 7 next to me that he was watching a TV series. Since coming to the modern world, No. 7, the cold notepad of the gods, has also become mundane, likes to watch me play games, likes to go to concerts with me, likes to watch football, likes to read the news, and now likes TV dramas. As long as I don't go out, he can watch TV series all day at home, and recently became obsessed with "Detective Charlotte" and "Detective Conan", and from time to time he appeared in front of me as a character in the play. Not long ago, I took my camera out to take pictures of the scenery, and he had to stand there and let me take pictures, obviously it was impossible to appear in the lens, but he had to pose in various poses, and finally saw that there were only scenery and passers-by in the empty photos, and he was lost for a week, and vowed never to take pictures again. Now he is wiping his tears when he watches the Korean drama, and his sympathetic look makes me unable to complain.

"It never snows in Foggy City, at least never in the main city." I continued to talk to him, and he didn't intend to talk to me. I was used to talking to myself as if it were talking to myself, so I got up and poured a cup of hot water in my hand and sat down to watch TV with No. 7.

"Nini, let me tell you, this man is really stupid, he is about to die but he feels sorry for this woman's little bruise, but fortunately, the two of them really love each other." No. 7 pulled me to tell me the plot, and I don't know what a guy who hasn't even talked about love said to me, please! Were you still a dog before?

I took a sip of hot water, and suddenly had a whim, and said excitedly: "No. 7, I'll cache this for you, anyway, there are a few episodes left, you can watch it on the road, let's go to the mountain now, maybe we can build a snowman tomorrow morning!" ”

"Snowman? What is a snowman? Number 7 asked me curiously. I started to help him cache the TV series on his computer, then went to get dressed and went out with his computer.

In the car, I gave No. 7 a rough idea of what a snowman is, and also told a touching love story about a snowman:

Once upon a time, two people were in love with each other and planned to get married, but on the eve of the engagement, the man died in an accident, leaving the heartbroken woman to grieve alone. It snowed throughout the city on Christmas Eve that year, and the woman recalled the scene of building a snowman with her deceased man, and wept silently while working in the snow. When the snowman was finished, the woman said to the snowman, "Please, give me a miracle so that I can have a chance to say goodbye to you." Then he began to cry bitterly. The time slowly passed twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the woman fell asleep in the snow with red eyes crying, and suddenly a pair of warm hands held her face, touched the frozen tears on her face, and gently kissed her on the forehead. The woman opened her eyes and saw that the person in front of her turned out to be the man she missed day and night, and she hugged the man ecstatically, and the man comforted the woman in his arms. When the woman calmed down a little, the man said to the woman, "My favorite person, don't cry anymore, you have to live well, I will always be by your side." After the man said these words, he slowly melted, but the woman reached out and grabbed a pile of snow, held it in her arms and wept heartbreakingly. From that day on, the woman began to stop being sad and began to live happily, but she could not forget the scene of the man turning into snow at the end of that night, so she built a lot of snowmen every winter, and finally, she became a famous ice carver.

When the story is over, Number 7 looks at me with a face that killed me. "What the hell? Ice sculptors? Why don't you say that she went on an expedition to the North Pole? That's enough. ”

"Gee, don't care about the details, does every story have to be touching? Don't you find this story inspirational? I smiled and talked to No. 7, the mountain road was very dark, I tried to slow down as much as possible, and finally reached my destination after more than an hour's drive.

"Let's go, let's go to the hot springs first." I parked my car and walked straight into the hot spring hotel.

"I've seen this place in your memory." Number 7 surveyed his surroundings.

I walked to the front desk, and the front desk attendant warmly received me: "Mr. Shen, this is the room key for your room, and the meal will be delivered to you later, the weather is cold, please pay attention to keep warm." ”

I took my room key and went straight to my room. When I entered the room, I turned on the heating, took off my coat and waited quietly for my food.

"This is it?" Number 7 walked to the outside bath, pointed to the rocks above and asked me, "That's where you jumped from here?" ”

"Yes, there it is." I boasted to No. 7 with a smug face: "You don't know that I almost slipped down, and if I fell, I would be crushed." ”

"Alas, it's good that you're not dead, otherwise where would I go to watch a TV series." Number 7 walked into the room and sat next to me, "But now you don't have to worry, you can't die anyway." ”

"yes, I can't die anyway, it's just going to hurt." I choked my mouth back to the stab I had pierced my heart last month, and it was so sour. I frowned and smiled helplessly, there was a knock outside the door, my food has arrived~! Medium-rare steak, salmon sashimi, steamed crab, vegetable salad, soy milk.

"Why do you eat so weirdly?" Number 7 looked at me with disgust from the side. "Because I suddenly want to eat these, who said that I have to match them, I can eat whatever I want, maybe I want to eat arsenic tomorrow, and I can't die anyway." I ignored his incomprehensible expression and started my meal.

At mealtime, don't talk.

After more than an hour of silence, my little belly was already bulging, and only scraps and controls were left on the table. When you're full, it's time to soak in the hot water. I changed my clothes and entered the hot spring bath, and No. 7 sat on the water and watched the snowflakes fall from the sky. He can touch it, just like someone who walks past me is always bumped, if he is willing to touch it, of course.

"Did you buy this hotel for nostalgia?" Number 7 asked me.

"Perhaps." I closed my eyes and enjoyed the warm heat.

"Aren't you going to see your sister?"

"Look, I'll see it after the Chinese New Year." I curled up my legs, wrapped my hands around my legs in the water, and the small white stone on my chest sank into the water.

"Zhang... That person, did you really give up? I was silent, my eyes staring straight out, my head replaying the situation again.

Since the last time I talked to my mother, I listened to my mother's explanation, and I no longer participated in anything before, and recently I signed up for a class to learn Japanese at the request of No. 7 in order to accompany him to watch anime, and Ah Cheng also returned to Gal, leaving me alone at home and No. 7 in another dimension.

It was always rainy in Foggy City in December, and when I drove home after a day's lessons, I found that the door was open, and Boss Mo and Xiao Yu were sitting in the room, and it seemed that my whereabouts had been exposed. Actually, I can't talk about exposure, I haven't hid it at all, after all, I can't die, so it's only a matter of time before they find me. After entering the door, I put down my bag, ignored everyone's existence, and turned on the TV to order his favorite "Detective Conan" to No. 7. Since it's been a few months since they've come to me, it seems that they've been in the last few months knowing that it's useless to do something to me. Then it should be time to negotiate with me, but I'm curious about what capital they use to negotiate with me.

"Gar," Xiao Yu said first, "I'm sorry we met you this way." "He was polite, but not humble, and I waited with a smile on my face for them to say what they meant." I guess you know that we only want this stone to come, and I hope you can cooperate with us to open this stone, so as not to hurt the harmony by making a big move. He said simply. When I heard the two of "harmony", I thought it was funny, who was the aggressive move?

"Why do you want this stone to be in it? Or rather, what do you think is in this stone? I touched the little white stone around my neck and looked at Boss Mo. He was still the same as the last time they met, smiling and emotionless.

"Little girl, if you know what is hidden here, you don't have to pretend to be stupid, if you don't know, then I don't have to tell you." He replied to me like this, saying something that was equal to not saying anything.

What's in it? I don't know, but it's certainly not what they imagined, burning and chanting, really thinking I'm a ghost? But seeing their resolute attitude of sticking to their opinions, I still didn't bother to explain it to them. "Well, whatever it is, how are you going to get it out of the stone?" I laughed teasingly, satirizing the last time they had done so feudal, superstitious and ended up getting nothing. "Or are you planning to do the ritual again?"

"How do you speak?" A young man next to him stood proudly and yelled at me, a little girl who was outrageous. "Talk to the boss." As he spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed my hair, which had just grown four or five centimeters long. No. 7 was watching cartoons next to him, and he didn't look back, he reached out and twisted the young man's hand in a circle, the young man screamed in pain, and Boss Mo scolded: "No rules, no evidence, get out of the way!" The young man was so frightened that he crouched to the side. Now that Boss Mo is surrounded by this kind of young man who is too sharp, it seems that he is not like back then.

I reached out and brushed my hair back, my eyes looking back at the cartoon on my computer.

"Little girl, I don't know what kind of trick you used, but I came to you to cure you, so you'd better go with me." Boss Mo began to threaten me.

"Cure me? I'd like to see what you do. I asked slowly, not paying attention to him at all. Before, there were a lot of people abroad, and I didn't know what they wanted, so I had to compromise for the sake of the overall situation, but now I'm the only one, and if they dared to go to Italy, they would have gone a long time ago, and my mother couldn't get close, so I didn't have to worry about it.

Boss Mo was confident, and took out an earthy yellow document bag from the side, which was full of things. Xiao Yu took out a few photos from it, the photos are a man's daily life, some are eating breakfast, some are driving, some are shopping, each photo is taken candidly, and in each photo, there is a short-haired woman next to this man. He put the photo in front of me and said, "If you don't want Zhang Yimo to have three long and two short, just follow us honestly." ”

That's right, the man in the photo is indeed Zhang Yimo, he hasn't changed much after almost half a year, and the woman next to him is his girlfriend Xia Ying, who met at the villa last time. I looked at these photos, and my heart waved, it seems that he is living happily without me. I sighed and exhaled the helplessness in my heart.

"You want to move him? It's really self-defeating. I smiled contemptuously, you know, this man has similar skills to me, and so many of his subordinates are not vegetarians, especially that Master Liu, who can make people crazy with his mouth.

"He's going to be a dad soon." Xiao Yu's indifferent words pierced my eardrums, and my brain exploded. He's going to be a dad?! In other words, Xia Ying is pregnant?! So they were going to use that unborn child as a threat?!

"So what's the matter with me?" I pretended to be right, and Number 7 had heard a voice that was almost screaming in my heart.

Boss Mo's sharp eyes saw my vacillation, and he struck while the iron was hot and said, "As long as I make a phone call, he will be in pain immediately." I am deeply touched to know how much a man values his children, sometimes even more than his wife. ”

I was in a conflict, this man had a mysterious world, and he was inextricably linked to our divine family, and my mother said that this person was not allowed by my father, and I seemed to be being used by him. I don't know what he wants from me, or what he's gotten out of me, and when I realize that I've fallen in love with him, he suddenly leaves me behind and goes home with my girlfriend. Why would I be shaken by such a person? Does his child have anything to do with me? What obligation do I have to deal with him? But why? Why is there a voice in my heart that always says, "Protect him!" ”

Boss Mo didn't know when he took out his mobile phone, I grabbed it quickly, and after grabbing it, I felt that I was completely passive, and he had completely grasped my weakness.

"How? Come with me. "This old man always makes me uncomfortable laughing.

I went downstairs and got into the car with them, and the car drove to the river, and I was taken to a circle surrounded by white candles. I waited patiently for what would happen next, but it was close to the water, and it was winter again, and my whole body was shivering in the cold wind. An old woman was surrounded by people from a distance, holding something in her hand and glowing green, and when she approached, I saw that her silver hair reached down to her calves, and she looked particularly eerie in the wind.

The old woman stopped in a circle of candles and was facing me, muttering something in her mouth. Unlike the man last time, I didn't hear a word of what this old grandmother was reading, but there was a familiar but uncomfortable voice in my ears, which I remember very clearly, it was the voice of Master Liu when he was performing his magic skills in the grove when he was in the United States.

"All to one?" I endured goosebumps all over my body and looked at this old woman suspiciously, who knew that as soon as I asked, she stopped instantly, stared at me with two drooping eyes, her expression was frightened, her hands trembled and she sat on the ground, and the people next to her hugged her and helped her up. "What's wrong? What does it mean to be one? I was a little anxious to go up and ask her, but she shrank back like a ghost, and shouted, "Devil! She's the devil! Xiao Yu rushed over to stand in front of the old woman to face me, I looked at the old woman and was anxious, I didn't care so much, I walked outside the candle circle. Unexpectedly, the old woman suddenly yelled again: "Kill her! The devil can't be allowed to come out! Kill her! Kill her! Everyone was frightened by the old woman's words, and they were on guard and retreated.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, No. 7 grabbed the old woman out of the pile of people and sent it to me, and then the people around were shocked, and I didn't have time to care about the others, and grabbed the old woman with his hands together and asked her: "What is ten thousand to one?" Why do you do this trick too? What is your relationship with the Zhang family? I spoke sternly, and despite her attempts to break free from me, I waited with wide eyes for her answer. The old woman was grabbed by me, and the people behind did not dare to rush forward, I was anxious to ask her questions and she didn't answer, just looked at me with a look of fear and hatred, I thought maybe I was scaring her, so I calmed my mood and let go of the hand that was holding her, who knew that as soon as the hand was released, the old woman immediately showed the green light in her hand, I was stunned, it was a slender dagger, no, it can't be described as a dagger, it should be a short sword, the part she was holding in her hand was the tip of the sword, The rest is hidden in the sleeve. The dagger glowed with an unpleasant green light, illuminating the old woman's face very hideously.

I was looking at the glowing dagger in amazement, it stabbed into my chest at a speed I didn't understand, and I felt an unprecedented pain that instantly spread throughout my body, followed by a weak leaning forward, this leaning, the short sword that pierced half of my body pressed to the bottom, the whole sword stabbed me, No. 7 didn't react at all, and it all happened like that. I fell to the ground in an instant, the old woman just seemed to be enchanted, and when she saw me fall to the ground, she immediately got up and ran away, and no one was present to chase her, and no one came to help me.

Xiao Yu stood in front of the chase, and I saw his move of wanting to step forward but had to stand by because of the form, and No. 7 immediately attached himself to check my wound and the short sword on the wound. The dagger stopped glowing after piercing my body, and turned into a normal silver dagger.

Boss Mo walked down from the embankment and squatted in front of me and said, "Alas, how to find some useless people, the stone still hasn't opened." Look it up! Be sure to find a way to open this stone. Boss Mo explained impatiently, reaching out to take the stone from my neck. Just when he was about to touch the stone, No. 7 grabbed Boss Mo's hand, and the flame palm instantly fused his left hand. I quickly lost consciousness due to the excessive pain.

After that, when I woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day, and a group of people watched me fall in blood, and the sound of 120 ambulance and 110 police car came from far and near. I was then taken to the hospital for a full body examination, which showed no injuries, and when the police questioned me, I told them that Moday had returned to China and tried to kill me to avenge me. After that, I was watched almost everywhere I went, so that my life was safe. Now more than a month has passed, Boss Mo and Xiao Yu have not reappeared, Zhang Yimo I don't know what the situation is, I just live a normal life, with this immortal body.

It was still snowing outside, and I was almost asleep in the hot spring pool, and the 7th woke me up and showed me that he had turned into a snowflake.

"! What the heck! "A snowflake of more than one meter and nearly two meters stood in front of me, which woke me up from my drowsiness instantly.

"What do you say you're doing?" The stricken No. 7 turned back into a monkey with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth, and sat on the water in disgust.

I got up from the pool, quickly wrapped myself in a bathrobe and rushed into the bathroom in the room, and then came out steaming and lay down on the bed, and the 7th came over and squatted next to me.

I thought back to the old woman's words, all to one, what the hell is that? Why did Master Liu say the same thing? At that time in the United States, I thought it was these words that popped up in my dreams, but last month I heard them by the riverside, and although it sounded like I was saying something else, as long as I connected the two sounds together, it was all one.

"Number 7, what is Ten Thousand to One?" I've asked the 7th countless times.

"Alas, why do you keep asking this, I told you, Wan Guiyi translated into the language of Banka Buka means demons and devils, and that old woman will say that It seems that there is an ancient tradition in your world." Number 7 replied impatiently.

"Then you say, why did she say the devil to me? Is this a mantra? "I don't understand what the purpose of that ritual was.

"How do I know? Language is the greatest mantra, and reciting the same word ten, hundred, or thousand times will be a mantra. "Number 7 walked up to the computer and asked me to turn it over, he can watch it now but can't use it. I took my computer and flipped out the TV series, and I sat next to it on the 7th and started watching it.

Why is it all one? Is it really just the meaning of the devil? Is the purpose of this spell to release demons or to turn people into demons? Or is it a spell to exorcise ghosts? Why is it the language of Banka Buka? Where did it start circulating? Could it be that the old woman also has a thinking body? What is her origin? I was constantly thinking about these things next to me, and No. 7, who could hear my inner voice, was annoyed by me and yelled at me, "Are you annoying! Let me read this out, can you think about it again? ”

Helpless, I had no choice but to empty my mind and play with my phone. was playing love elimination, and a WeChat came over. I clicked on it to see that it was Xiao Yu's, although he had parted ways with me, but I haven't deleted his number. Open WeChat, there are three messages, one of which is a photo, the photo is the side of Zhang Yimo accompanying Xia Ying to the hospital, and the other two are voice.

"Gal, I know you're still alive, no matter what method you use, we only need the things in the stone now, give you three days, if we can't receive the things, this woman and the child in his womb will disappear from this world."

"In addition, ask your sister on my behalf, do you still need the goods?" After listening to these two voices, I came up with three messages, first, I only had three days to save Xia Ying and the child in her belly, second, they couldn't find a way to open the stone, and third, my sister was their alternative.

"Your sister? Which sister? "On the 7th, I finally finished watching the finale of the TV series and turned my head to listen intently to my story.

"You don't mean Gal?" The first thing that came to my mind was Gal, because there was another sister I had little contact with.

", if they could find Gal, they wouldn't let you figure out how to open the stone yourself." Number 7 looked at me with a mentally handicapped expression.

I looked at the phone in a daze, and I already had a plan in mind.

"When are you leaving?" Number 7 heard the plan in my heart.

"Don't worry, wait for the snow to stop before starting." I put the phone aside and slipped into the warm bed to sleep.

It was past two o'clock in the afternoon when I woke up. I got dressed and left the hotel and drove to the top of the hill, which was already white, and I remember the last time I was here, who dragged me up.

"No. 7, you're looking, I'll build you a snowman." I got out of the car and walked to the open space to shovel the snow together, and then I started to roll the snowballs, stacking the snowballs, and finding broken branches to act as the snowman's hands, and using the leaves to make the eyes and mouth of the snowman, so that the snowman was piled up. It sounds simple, but it took me more than half an hour to get it done, and I was tired and sweating profusely, and I proudly showed my work to No. 7. No. 7 came forward to look left and right, and felt novel. "I didn't expect you people to be able to pinch anything, it turns out that we can only pinch mud." He stroked the bulging snowman's head with his hand, and smiled like a child on his face.

"Nini, why is your heart always dark?" Number 7 sat next to the snowman and looked at the scenery below and chatted with me, and we chatted a lot in the past few months, probably because we really didn't have much to do.

"I can't get the sun in my heart, it must be pitch black." I was busy answering him.

"I'm talking about the space of thought, generally speaking, normal people will create a sun in their hearts."

"Making the sun?" His words aroused my curiosity, "Is it because I can't see the way out?" ”

"Everyone has a motivation to move forward, and that is the sun in their hearts." Number 7 turned to look at me, "Don't you have the motivation to move forward?" "I'm too busy with my work to take care of him.

It's snowing today, there's no sun in the sky, and there's already a thin layer of snow on the beanie I was carrying. No. 7 still looked down the mountain, reaching out to catch the snowflakes from time to time, but fortunately he put away his own heat, otherwise the snow around here would have become a puddle of water.

Time always flies when it's busy, and it's already past four o'clock in the blink of an eye, and I clapped my hands and finished all the works.

"Look, this is my sun." I said happily to No. 7. Six snowmen lined up in a row, smiling with their heads up. Number 7 crouched down to the shortest snowman and asked me, "Why, I'm still a dog?" ”

It's already past eight o'clock in the evening when I come home from the mountain, so I simply pack up and get ready for whatever is about to happen.

"How sure are you?" Number 7 asked me.

"No, one percent." I replied.

"And you're still so happy to decide?"

"Anyway, I can't die, and the rest will be dead horses as live horse doctors." I spread my hands and said it didn't matter. The smile of the No. 7 comprehension is gone.

Early the next morning, I drove to the airport, Flying Magic Capital. After getting off the plane, I carried a light satchel on my back, stepped on 12 cm high heels and a long wig, and got on the special car that was scheduled to pick me up. It's my first time in this city, and I should say that I haven't been to many places in China, and the new map is open, so I'll go along the mission route.

More than forty minutes later, I came to Villa Z. I can't take the car anymore, and I can only find this place with the photos Xiao Yu sent me, find the hospital through my mother, and then find a general address of the patient from the hospital registration office, and then I can only ask people.

"Hello," I walked to the security office and asked, "May I ask which building is the owner of the community, Zhang Yimo's house?" "I'm smiling and polite. The security guard squinted at me, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?" I looked at my watch, it was already more than twelve o'clock at noon, it was still cold standing outside, I didn't want to talk nonsense, I said simply and clearly: "The camera is not facing you, don't let me talk nonsense after two sentences, and don't mention to anyone that I've been here." After speaking, he threw out a big red envelope. The security guard looked back at the camera, and then looked outside, there was no one else in the meal shift, and immediately reached out to take the red envelope I threw over, and greeted me politely with a smile on his face: "Okay, okay, I'll take you over, you're tired." He took the red envelope, came out of the security room, and drove the scooter next to him to take me to a villa with red walls and white tiles. Ma'am, this is the place you are going to, the weather is cold, please keep warm, happy to serve you, if you need anything you do not hesitate to ask. "Hehe, the attitude is very good, it seems that there are such people everywhere.

I got out of the car and walked straight to the villa gate, rang the doorbell, and the person inside opened the door without asking. After opening the door, an aunt stood at the door in a maid's costume and bowed to me, I went, this style, it seems that the culture is really different from our family. After changing my shoes, my aunt led me to sit on the sofa in the living room and wait, and then served me a cup of fragrant flower tea and went to myself. The heating was on, I took off my heavy coat, and number 7 jumped out, looked around the house, and then ran to me and said, "Nini, why don't you buy a house like this?" ”

"What? Do you prefer to be haunted or do you prefer to climb stairs? "I asked number 7.

"Is the house haunted when it's big?" He tilted his head in surprise, we discussed about ghosts and gods before, and the ghosts of their time talked about the desires of the heart, and the hauntings were the desires that could not be suppressed. Although it is said that Bankabuka carried out God's will at the beginning and continued to study all things in the world, after a long time, some people would steal the apples of the Garden of Eden and understand the seven emotions and six desires, so they called this emotion that has nothing to do with God ghosts. However, they will not resist this emotion, God's world needs the development of civilization, and thoughts and feelings are also a manifestation of civilization.

"Alas, I'm talking about the lonely ghosts of our world, the kind of ghosts that don't go away. You forgot? It's the same thing from the movie that scared you half to death when I watched it, and that kind of thing is called a ghost. I shook my head and laughed at him. Before he had to watch "The Old Corpse in the Country", I was speechless, but the very old ghost movie scared him so much that he didn't dare to come out for three days. When No. 7 heard me talk about that movie, he couldn't help but shudder, and obediently sat next to him and stopped talking.

I took a few sips of flower tea and looked at the decoration of the Mediterranean Sea in the room, which really revealed Zhang Yimo's style. There is a big fireplace in the living room, and there are a bunch of photo frames on the mantelpiece, in which the photos are old and new, and there is an oil painting hanging on the wall above the fireplace, and if you look at this style, you know that it will definitely make headlines if it is stolen. To the left of the sofa is a glass wall, outside is the large swimming pool, and to the right of the sofa is the dining room, which is under the floor slab on the second floor. I looked down the second floor, and a man was standing on the railing looking at me.

"You're... Oh! The girl who didn't have hair last time. "Standing upstairs is Xia Ying, her belly is slightly bulging, according to my experience of pretending to be pregnant, she should be four months old.

"It's four months, it's time for the baby to move." I was talking to myself, but Xia Ying listened to me.

She looked at me with a little surprise, half-covering her mouth with her little hands, looking like an innocent child. "You can see it! That's right, it's only started to move a little bit these days. She said as she happily touched her stomach with her hand, a happy expression on her face.

Inexplicably, a desire for protection arose in my heart. This woman, whether she is Zhang Yimo's woman or not, at this moment I have an inexplicable urge to protect her, protect her so that she can always be so carefree.

"Are you crazy?" No. 7 looked at Xia Ying and then at me.

I curled the corners of my mouth and smiled, and said in my heart: "If that appearance just now can be kept forever, I am willing to protect her, and I am willing to protect everyone who has innocence on their faces." ”

"Innocence or innocence, just look at it." No. 7 jumped behind Xia Ying in three or two, stretched out his finger and was about to poke the back of her head, I shouted in my heart: "Don't! No. 7 stopped his movements and reluctantly came downstairs and sat next to me.

"What are you afraid of seeing?" He asked me directly.

"There are some things I still don't want to know." I took the last sip from my teacup.

Xia Ying was a little drowsy, went back to the room to catch up on sleep, and left me to sit alone in the living room.

I don't know where Zhang Yimo is, and I don't bother to ask, he will always show up anyway.

I sat quietly until dinner time. Xia Ying didn't think it was troublesome to come out to eat, and after the aunt sent the food upstairs, she made dinner for me alone, and I still sat on the sofa mountain after eating, waiting for Zhang Yimo while thinking about all the same.

At more than eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yimo didn't even appear in the shadow, and Xia Ying never came out again, I was like a forgotten dispatcher, sitting on the sofa with numb legs.

"Where did Zhang Yimo go?" The 7th slept and woke up, and found that I was still waiting here.

"I don't know, I think things are a little strange, it stands to reason that his child is 4 months old, and he should always be by the side of pregnant women, but I haven't seen him since noon, is there really something busy?" I tilted my head and stared at the picture on the fireplace in a daze. This Zhang Yimo is really mysterious, why didn't I find out? I stretched and stood up and walked over to the fireplace to take a closer look at the pictures. Zhang Yimo has a lot of photos! It's also all sports award-winning photos. I looked at the photos from the recent beginning, and after looking around, I found that Zhang Yimo is a genius, and he has basically won any awards, including the Enthusiastic Citizen Award.

There was nothing else to see, and I couldn't move around in someone else's house without the owner's permission, so I went back to the couch in a daze.

The lights in the room on the second floor were turned off, Xia Ying was asleep, and I was still sitting in the living room waiting, this family will really entertain guests, although I came uninvited. "I really didn't expect Zhang Yimo to see me easily, and it is really difficult for me to see Zhang Yimo, it is difficult to go to the sky." I complained to myself. I've been sitting here all day, if Zhang Yimo doesn't show up tomorrow, this matter of protecting her children and daughter-in-law will really fall on me.

Number 7 walked back and forth in front of the fireplace, looking at this and that for a while, when suddenly he called me over in confusion. "Nini, have you seen his father?"

"How could I have seen it?" I replied impatiently on the 7th, I didn't know them before I left, and when I came back, he said that his father was dead, and you asked me to go to the underworld to see him?

"Come and see, is this Zhang Yimo, or Zhang Yimo's father?" Number 7 ignored the complaints in my heart and beckoned to me. I've seen those photos just now, what's there to see? I reluctantly walked over and muttered. After I passed, I looked at the old yellowed photograph that Number 7 had pointed out to me, showing two men sitting next to each other with my dad on one side and ...

"Huh? Sheet... Zhang Yimo?! "I didn't believe my eyes, blinked and looked at them closely. That's right, it's Zhang Yimo! The index finger that will be cocked at the end of the teacup is definitely Zhang Yimo! "How is that possible?! A picture of him with my dad!? I was stunned, what does that mean? Zhang's father and son have the habit of cocking their index fingers when drinking tea? If it is Zhang Yimo in this photo, it is completely illogical! At that time, my father should have only us, if this was Zhang Yimo, would it be a little too fast? Two or three years old Zhang is so tall! No, no, no, no! Impossible, this is not Zhang Yimo, he must look very similar to his father. Number 7 was still there looking at the photos carefully, and I looked out into the dark distance outside the glass wall, and my whole head began to fly!

"Number 7, this place is not right! These photos shouldn't be here! How could Zhang Yimo casually put his private photos in a place where he was going to meet guests? I looked the house up and down as I spoke. The house has upper and lower floors, glass walls, lights, people...

"People! Oops! I suddenly understood something, and immediately rushed up to the second floor, and pushed open the door of the room where Xia Ying was, and sure enough, it was empty and pitch black!

"Number 7! Find that aunt! I shouted. No. 7 quickly searched every corner of the house, and sure enough, the aunt was gone!

"It's a trap!" Number 7 and I spoke in unison.

As soon as the words fell, all the lights in the entire house went out instantly.

In the darkness, a chorus-like chorus sounded in my ears, repeating the chant:

"Ten thousand... Return... One..."