Two o'clock in the morning, when people sleep heaviestly.

I stood in the shadows of the street corner, staring closely at the movement on the other side.

It is often said that the cold of the southern winter is like a magical attack, and physical resistance is ineffective. No matter how much you wear, a cold wind with a slight moisture will still ruthlessly take away all the heat.

I really want to have a cup of hot water, even if I don't drink it, it's good to hold it to warm my hands. I clenched my hands helplessly, kept breathing, and prayed that Sister Xiao would come out early.

Yesterday, she searched the Internet for countless ways to set fires. I've been keeping an eye on her since then, watching her pump gas out of her car and wander around the Internet café, with self-evident intentions.

So I'm waiting here tonight, hoping to see a feast-like show.

Time passed minute by minute, and the chill was heavier, but Sister Xiao didn't mean to come out at all. Only a faint light peeked through the hole in the door of the broken internet café, waiting for the nightworm that might never come.

I couldn't help but sneeze, I finally couldn't stand the ubiquitous cold anymore and was ready to go home. At this moment, the door of the Internet café was finally pushed open, and Sister Xiao carefully poked her head out to look at the empty street, and came out with a bucket.

I took a step back, hid myself in the shadows, breathed much lighter, and waited.

Sister Xiao seemed nervous, she carefully poured the liquid from the bucket on the broken door of the Internet café, and tried to light the lighter again and again.

Finally, the fire started.

I could seem to hear the desperate screams of the dilapidated door, swaying in the firelight, trying to get rid of the flames that had flown high on my body.

In the early hours of the morning, the breeze is just right to slowly bring up the flames, give it strength, and help it grow.

I kept waiting.

But Sister Xiao obviously doesn't want to see her beloved Internet café gradually ignited, although it has been sluggish in recent years, but it has also had its former glory, and years of hard work may soon come to naught, no one can bear to witness it with their own eyes, even if Sister Xiao herself is the murderer of arson.

She turned to the right, presumably preparing to enter through the back door. After all, the Internet café is open 24 hours a day, and if the person who was supposed to watch the store on the day it caught fire was not there, she couldn't explain it. Although I don't understand what Sister Xiao's motive is for burning down her Internet café, in any case, it is very troublesome to be targeted by the police.

However, things did not go as I had hoped. In the winter in the south, the air humidity is amazing, Sister Xiao is nervous, the means of arson are not clever, the two crumbling doors are iron supporting the wooden filling structure, because of the age, the wood has already fallen off almost, just imagine, a little gasoline and iron railings, can it burn?

The fire grew smaller, and in a few minutes, the last glimmers of light disappeared from the night, and the hole in the broken door widened, and I could see the dim light from the headlights in the Internet café very clearly.

It's really boring, I waited for a long time, and what I saw was actually a farce. I yawned, tightened my clothes, and walked in the direction of home, I had to sleep for a few more hours, I had to hurry.

Sister Xiao waited restlessly in the back door of the Internet café for a long time, but she didn't wait for the boiling heat wave in front of her, and she finally couldn't help but lean in front to take a look. If it weren't for the smell of fireworks in the air, she would have thought that she was dreaming when she tried to control her trembling hands and lit the door of her Internet café.

Smoke continued to rise from the iron gate, but no sparks were visible. Sister Xiao finally cried loudly, crying so much that she didn't even have the only possible way to repay, what should I do? What to do?

When the east revealed the white belly of the fish, Sister Xiao finally cried tired, she looked at the high beam, wiped away her tears, silently went out to freshen up, changed into a clean and beautiful clothes, took a power cord that can be seen everywhere, and hung herself in the middle of the Internet café where she had worked hard for several years.

When I had eaten breakfast without oil and water, I secretly scolded Sister Xiao because I didn't wake up, pushed open the blackened door and stepped into the Internet café, so I was scared to pee!

The flashing red and blue police lights dazzled my eyes, and Sister Xiao, who was blue-faced, was put down from the beam of the house and put into a black plastic bag, and I was simply recorded as the first discoverer.

The three floors outside the door were crowded with onlookers, they kept talking, this place is poor and backward, everyone can only take care of themselves, it has been a long time since anyone has been so enthusiastic to care about other people's affairs.

It didn't take long for the police to leave. It was obvious that the suicide was so successful that the police didn't have the time to investigate anything.

Unexpectedly, Sister Xiao's death made the Internet café popular for a while. Those guests who come regardless of curiosity or idle eggs bring real money.

Sister Xiao doesn't seem to have any relatives, and the Internet café she left behind has no one to inherit, and I have nowhere to go for the time being, so I continue to stay in the Internet café, at least the current income is enough for me to spend......

A month later.

The aftermath of Sister Xiao's suicide soon disappeared, and the Internet café returned to its previous calm, the machine was too bad, the place was too remote, and the people around were not rich.

Today, it has been a whole morning since the door opened, and there is no one in the empty Internet café. I sighed and wanted to close the door early and go home.

Since Sister Xiao's death, the Internet café is no longer open at night, on the surface my reason is that I am alone, I can't rotate 24 hours a day, and I don't have the spare money to invite someone back, of course I can't take care of it at night, but in fact, only I know, I'm scared.

I always feel that Sister Xiao has never left, and sometimes when I bend over to clean up all over the Internet café, I seem to feel Sister Xiao hanging in the air, swinging a pair of feet. I admit that I am a coward, when my back is cold, I throw down the broom, run out of the door quickly, stand under the sun that is not very warm, stare at my own shadow, and tell myself that ghosts cannot survive in the sun, and that Sister Xiao's death has nothing to do with me, and she will never come to me.

Forget it, don't think about this mess, let's go home early for dinner.

I went out of the Internet café and closed the door.

"Hey, boy! This broken Internet café will be ours from now on! You hand over the keys! "Suddenly a dozen or so people rushed out behind me, surrounded me, and a thug with them yelled at me.

"This, this Internet café belongs to Sister Xiao, you, who are you Sister Xiao? Why do you want her Internet café? I swallowed and stammered.

"Hey! I said you are a little deflated three, Lao Tzu said yes, dare not accept it? Brothers, grab me! ”

A dozen or so people stabbed up, and within two minutes, the key was snatched away.

The little thug who took the lead spat at me: "Boy, the one surnamed Xiao owes Lao Tzu 200,000, but she patted her ass and died, leaving such a worthless broken Internet café, what's wrong?" Boy, if you pay her back, I don't want this Internet café. ”

200,000? Hehe, I ran away after eating the last meal and not the next meal.