Rose followed Canghai back to Jixiang Pavilion, Canghai got up and walked towards the stairs without looking back: "I live upstairs, something calls me, remember to get up on time tomorrow and open a store." ”

He lives upstairs, so aren't we lonely men and widows? Rose didn't think about it, she went back to her room, locked the door tightly, dragged it over the dresser to close it, and then went to sleep carefully.

One night was uneventful, and the next day Rose got up early to wash. Coming out of the bathroom, two steamed buns have been placed on the small table in the kitchen, and it turns out that this is the breakfast that Canghai said. There was no one in the living room, and I don't know when he steamed the steamed buns, he was not at home.

After breakfast, I opened the door of the store, and only received a few young girls in the morning, and went out without buying anything. It is not surprising that although there are many people who believe in these things, most of them go to the temple to beg, and how many people are willing to buy these in the young boss's shop. Jixiang Pavilion is in this hidden position again, and there is no signboard outside, who knows that there is a store hidden here.

When it was time to eat, Rose returned to the back room, and two more steamed buns were set up in the kitchen, still steaming. There is no trace of fire in the kitchen, where are the steamed buns in the sea? Could it be that there is a kitchen upstairs?

Because of the idle work, the rose is not tired at all, but after eating steamed buns for a day, there is no oil and water in the stomach, and it is uncomfortable. Finally got off work, Rose closed the door of the store and entered the kitchen to see, and suddenly there was a wail, it was steamed buns again. There is no pie in the world to eat in vain, the so-called package is six steamed buns a day, this is not a special life to get rid of the ancient hard work of the body.

For a few days, Rose went to the store to eat steamed buns, and after eating steamed buns, she looked at the store, but she never saw Canghai again. Upstairs was quiet, barely noticeably inhabited. The profiteer Canghai just put two steamed buns in the kitchen at regular intervals every day, and he didn't go downstairs, didn't go out, and didn't know if he was in the store.

And Rose's hatred for steamed buns is getting deeper and deeper, and every time she enters the kitchen, she can't wait to use a knife to chop the steamed buns inside into pieces. Rose even misses the Begonia Pavilion in the palace, although she doesn't want to stay in the palace, but at least the food there is good!

A week later, Rose, who couldn't bear it anymore, closed the store and came to the ancient street to find food with oil and water.

After spending all the savings on her body and enjoying a table full of sumptuous delicacies, Rose finally wiped her mouth with satisfaction and got up to go back to Jixiang Pavilion.

It was already dark, and the roses were walking on the ancient streets, and the evening breeze was blowing gently, which was indescribably comfortable.

Suddenly, a few low cries rang out behind him, empty and distant. The cry was very suppressed, as if someone had covered its mouth and floated out of its fingers. Wrapped in a cool air, it fell into my ears and my scalp was numb.

Rose looked back curiously and saw a girl sitting in the corner across the street. She kept her head down, her face obscured by her long loose hair. She was wearing a snow-white dress and holding a black cloth bag tightly in both hands. As if he was afraid of something, his shoulders rose high.

This child, what sad things have happened, Rose is pondering. Suddenly, as if she realized something, the girl's head was lowered, her face was still tightly covered by her hair, and her eyes were staring at me through the thick hair.

So Rose quickly turned her head to look ahead.

"Uh......h Woo...... Woo ......" The suppressed cry sounded again, from far and near, almost clear at hand. Rose suddenly felt a little frightened, and mustered up the courage to turn her head to look behind her again.

The street opposite is empty!

Stunned, Rose turned her head and saw the girl sitting diagonally across the street from Rose, tilting her head to face Rose.

Rose's hairs suddenly stood on end, her fingertips were cold, and she couldn't wait to rush to Jixiang Pavilion immediately.

Calm down, Rose comforted herself as she ran forward, trying to get away from the strange girl. I had just been running for a while, about to catch my breath and rest, when the creepy cry came slowly from behind me: "Woo...... Woo...... Woo......"

Cold sweat rolled down the corners of the rose's eyes like beads of broken threads. It was like a block of ice in his mouth, and his teeth were shaking from the cold. A goosebump broke out on his body.

Don't be afraid, it's not a ghost, it's not a ghost, Rose said silently, looking back again.

The girl appeared in front of her again, her face still covered by her hair, and only the tip of her nose was exposed, and there was not a trace of blood on the tip of her nose. Although the top of her head was moonlight, her hair was not shiny at all, and it was a slimy black clump.

"Mom!" The great fear made the rose instinctively exclaim, and she rushed forward again.

Finally, watching the strange figure being thrown farther and farther away, the pressure on his body gradually dissipated. Rose patted her chest and gasped heavily. Who the hell is that girl, pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night will scare people's lives.

didn't wait for the rose to fully recover, and suddenly there was a shiver, and the goosebumps that had just calmed down were densely covered all over the body. The girl was standing two meters away, "Woo...... Woo...... Woo ......" came the girl's haunting cry again, and it was getting closer and closer.

Rose's feet are all limp, and she just wants to see the others soon. But the usually lively ancient street is extremely quiet and empty at the moment.

Suddenly, the crying stopped.

There was silence ensuing, save for the whining of the wind as it blew through the streets. The invisible cold wind did not come back.

A few steps away, a familiar figure quietly pestled in the middle of the street, tall and thin, wearing a flowing white shirt, exuding a strange charm under the cover of night.

"Boss......" Rose wiped the sweat from her head and grinned.

As she spoke, Rose walked in the direction of Canghai, but she didn't expect her feet to be weak and she fell to the ground.

Canghai hurriedly came over and stretched out her hand to pull the rose up, and as soon as the rose's fingers touched Canghai's hand, a familiar black curtain flashed in front of her eyes, and after the black curtain, she came to a strange scene again.

A gentle lake with the pure blue of the sky reflected on the surface of the lake. The setting sun divides the fiery maple leaves by the lake into clear light and dark parts, and under the cover of the maple trees, a pair of lovers are lingering on the soft maple leaf bed. The fair skin and harmonious curves of their bodies are reflected in the autumn leaves beneath their bodies, forming the most beautiful picture in the world. Seeing this, Rose wanted to run away, but she couldn't move, so she could only stand there obediently and watch their happiness.

It wasn't until they calmed down and the man gently clothed the woman that Rose breathed a sigh of relief.

The man was half-seated on the ground, holding the ground with his hands. The woman was draped in a semi-transparent white veil, and shrunk into the man's sturdy arms like a lazy little white cat: "Can't you go if you don't go?" I can't bear you. ”

"For you, I must do it, I want to grow old with you, and look at the maple leaves like fire every year. When we can't walk anymore, let our children and grandchildren build us a small house here, okay? ”

"I hope you and I will never be separated." The woman whispered happily.

At this moment, a gust of wind gently ruffled the man's long hair, and a few strands of hair gently brushed Rose's face, and Rose trembled violently, and everything dissipated like smoke.

Returning to the real scene, Rose involuntarily gasped for air.

"Where?" Canghai's voice sounded low, and it was the second time Canghai had spoken to Rose for many days in the store. The handsome face was as expressionless as ever, cold as ice.