Chapter 5 The Woman in the Woolen Sweater

The summer rain is willful like a woman's temper, and it will rain as soon as it is said, which makes people embarrassed.

"Shan, don't you really matter? If you can't hold it, go hang a water, don't drag it seriously! ”

"I bought medicine to eat, sister, you can go busily, don't worry about me...... Yes! I won't tell you, it's raining heavily, bye! ”

As the rain began to fall, I hurriedly hung up the phone and trotted along the sign of the store towards the nearby residential house.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Coughing repeatedly, I changed my clothes and sat on the bed with a cup of hot water. I've been catching a cold for a few days, and I didn't pay much attention to it because I was busy with the interview. I just went to a nearby pharmacy to buy medicine, but I was unlucky enough to get drenched in the rain.

Alas, it will definitely aggravate the condition!

I swallowed the colorful pills in my hand, drank the water from the cup, and lay down.

The sound of crackling on the window seemed very annoying and irritating at the moment. However, this rain is not without merit, at least the temperature has dropped a lot.

I lay down for a while, probably feeling a little cold and feeling a little cold, so I got out of bed. With heavy footsteps, I first removed the mat and then took out a thin quilt from the closet and put it on.

In the second half of the night, the rain gradually subsided, and the whole city was much quieter.

In the vast night, I went out alone, the deserted streets, the wet roads, and the sound of water dripping into puddles could be clearly heard. The dim street lamps lit up one after another as I progressed, and the journey home became long, with no end in sight.

My vision blurred, and I could vaguely see a man standing in front of me.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes, and when I looked again, there was a real person standing under the street lamp, a woman in a dark blue cardigan.

It's really strange to dress like this in such a hot weather. But when I finally saw a passerby, I felt a little calmer. At this moment, it was already crowded, so I walked over and kindly reminded: "It's not safe on the road so late, go home quickly!" ”

She stepped out from under the shadow of the light, and looked about forty or fifty years old. The light illuminated her bloodless countenance, her pale lips opening and closing, as if to say something to me, looking haggard and anxious.

It may have been so far away that I couldn't hear the sound, and I tried to get closer, but I found that my steps were as heavy as lead. I had no choice but to raise my voice and ask, "Auntie, what did you say?" ”

She still kept opening her mouth to speak, but she couldn't make any sound as if the TV screen was being muted. Perhaps she realized this, staring at me with dark, blank eyes, and then raising a hand, one as pale as her face.

I couldn't help but be stunned, and looked down in the direction she pointed out - the pocket of my clothes?

Puzzled, I reached for it, only to pull out a worn-out bell. I was shocked, and when I looked up again, there was no "aunt" in front of me - there was a sound of "ding~jingling~jingling~" in the distance in the air, and I stood alone on the empty long street, as if the whole world was only my shadow......

When I opened my eyes, I realized that I was still lying on the bed in my room. The voice seemed to still echo in my ears, and my forehead, cheeks, and even my whole body were cold. When I turned on the light, my body was slimy, and the sweat evaporated and absorbed a lot of heat from my body.

I stared at the light on the ceiling that was shining through the glass window, and I unconsciously recalled the "auntie" in my dream, who was she? I'm pretty sure I've never met her. By the way, and the bell - if it weren't for this dream, I wouldn't even be able to remember the existence of such a bell, in that carry-on bag that I had been left out in the cold for days.

I was stunned for a while, and then I raised a hand and touched my forehead: Well, the fever has subsided a lot, and I think it was those "expensive" pills that worked!

In fact, having nightmares is not a special thing, everyone has the experience of nightmares; Some people also often have strange and bizarre dreams. It must be a fever, and while the body is weak, there is nothing particularly worth studying about some strange dreams in the brain cell tissue. This is not a movie, there is no omen at every turn, and the mind is in a trance, which is inevitably a bit of a fuss.

It was still dark outside the window, so I put down my worries and got up and walked to the bathroom. After taking a hot bath, the whole person felt much more comfortable, went back to the bed and closed his eyes, and slept until dawn.

“…… If I were your superhero~ Sing this LoveSong for you at this moment~" Captain Deng's voice came, and I reluctantly reached out and groped for the location of my phone.

"Hey...... Ha~"

"Lin Shan, it's me!"

"Huh? Well! What's up? ”

"I heard you quit? Do you want to come to me? ”

"Hmmm! Well? …… Wait, who are you? Hearing this, I finally woke up from my daze, looked at the caller ID, and before the other party was mad, I quickly flattered: "Xiao Da Beauty!" What did you just say, my dear? ”

Xiao Ting on the other end of the phone pretended to be angry: "Mmmmmmmmmm ”

"No, no, no, I've been sick lately, and I'm a little confused! The little one admits your mistake, what did you just say? ”

"Really sick? Forget it, I don't care about you, come to me to reward you with food, do you want to come? ”

"Come, you have to come! I'll be looking for you in a moment! ”

Xiao Ting is my best friend in college, a better existence than me in terms of appearance, figure, temperament, and family background. After graduating, she opened a clothing store under the sponsorship of her parents, and in this era of online shopping, she naturally focuses on both online and offline. With her own strengths, (beauty and intelligence, in her words) the career has been steadily rising, rising and rising, just like her cups.

I washed up as fast as I could, swallowed a few more anti-inflammatory pills, and went out.

In the steamed bun shop downstairs in the community, I bought two fried dough sticks, just a cup of soy milk, and walked while eating, and came to a crossroads unhurriedly. The red light came on, and I took my phone out of my bag.

"Honey, I'll be there soon!"

As soon as WeChat was sent out, the red light on the opposite side turned green, and I raised my head and set off with the crowd on the opposite side. An aunt in a black floral shirt approached me, and somehow, in a trance, I saw her as the woman in the woolen sweater in the dream last night.

"Bell" - the image of the broken bell came to my mind, and I suddenly realized that the bag I was carrying when I went out today was the one with the broken bell......

"The big sister is about to turn red, why are you stunned!" The aunt came over and saw me staring at her in a daze, and kindly woke up.

I smiled apologetically and ran over.