Amy put her arms around Susan's neck, her eyes smiling into two teeth, "Mommy, I can't sleep, and I don't want to wake you up, so I can only come to Mike." Her expression changed again, innocent, and her bulging face was like two sweet and soft little balls, which made people want to take a bite.

"It's really irresistible for a child to be spoiled, Mike, don't you say?" Susan was still angry because of Amy's attitude towards Mu Xiaowu, but now seeing her daughter's well-behaved appearance, she could only surrender to her, and waved at Zhao Zaimai with a smile, "I'll take her back first, see you tomorrow." ”

"Susan, wait a minute, I'd like to ask Amy about her biological mother." He didn't look at Susan when he said this, but carefully observed Amy's expression, but he was finally disappointed, and Amy buried her head in Susan's neck socket, perfectly avoiding the eye on him.

"I'll come back to you when Amy sleeps." Susan winked at Zhao Zaimai.

***

"There's something wrong with Amy, I don't think she's the same as she used to be." Zhao Zimai slowly said this sentence when he saw Susan close the door and sit on the stool in front of him.

Susan's reaction was just as he expected, she clutched her chest, and the cloth bag in her hand fell to the ground, and the berry-colored coffee beans in it spilled out and rolled all over the ground, "Where?" What's the difference? ”

Her voice trembled, and she patted her chest before she could barely finish a sentence.

"Amy told me that she dreamed that her father had killed her, and she said this with a grim look that was not at all like the old her."

The candlelight illuminated Zhao Zimai's narrow eyes and the worry flickering in his eyes, but hearing this, Susan smiled with relief, "I thought it was, Mike, you misunderstood Amy, she had this dream entirely because of the guy running in the inn." Although others are very good, they don't know how to avoid taboos when they speak. When you went to see off Miss Mu tonight, he looked at Amy and talked about his niece, saying that the child would be about the same age as Amy if he lived. ”

"Alive?"

Susan's eyes were clouded with sadness, "They said that the child was born in a famine year, and the family could not afford to support her, so they threw her into the pond and drowned her. ”

Zhao Zaimai was stunned and said, "So Amy heard their words to have such a ridiculous idea?" His heart was sour, and he looked up at Susan, "Amy is actually the same as that baby girl, she was abandoned by her biological parents, right?" But in that case, why did you bring her back to find her relatives? Why are you so sure that the person who gave birth to her must have loved her? ”

Susan leaned her head forward, and a smile hung on her pale cheeks, "She floated down the river, and the bamboo basket was so strong that no water went in." Moreover, there was a small mattress under her, thick, and I think her mother must have been afraid that she would be frozen by the cold waters. ”

"And this," she took out a rope made of five-colored silk threads from the small satchel she was carrying and put it in Zhao Zimai's palm, "This, I have checked, it is called longevity." It is said that during the Dragon Boat Festival, women use red, yellow, blue, white and black silk threads or velvet threads to weave colorful ropes and tie them to children's wrists, which can avoid plague and make people healthy and long-lived. This knot was tied to Amy's little hand when I found it, Mike, what do you think that means? ”

"A testament to motherly love, that's why you insist on finding Amy's biological parents." Zhao Zimai rubbed the old hairy knot and muttered.

"That's right," tears finally rolled down the corners of Susan's eyes, "Mike, I haven't been a mother, but I can feel the connection of that blood, really, I can really feel it." ”

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, was silent for a while, and then turned her face to look at Zhao Zimai, "I'm sorry Mike, I always cry in front of you, I really feel ashamed, it seems that as soon as I see you, I become very vulnerable......"

"If you're sorry, bring me some more coffee beans next time you come here, you don't know how much I miss it." Zhao Zimai shook his head and sighed, looking at the flat beans on the ground distressedly.

Susan laughed out loud.

***

The clouds at night are different from during the day, dense and heavy, huddled together in patches, leaving no place for the moon and stars. The sky is like a big lifeless cover, pressed against the top of the head, and no light can penetrate it.

Even the Jade River, the river that stretches like a jade belt outside the city of Qingzhou, has lost its brilliance in the daytime, as if it is full of ink, and the black pressure has no trace of life, only flowing silently.

The young man who was left in the inn by the shopkeeper to watch the door had already fallen asleep, but before falling asleep, he suddenly thought of the scene he saw before going to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep, and lay on the bed for a long time, and finally threw away the quilt and sat up, picked up the big bowl placed at the head of the bed, and drank the tea in it.

However, the cool tea did not dispel the burning heat that was entrenching in his heart, but made him more and more anxious, especially when that scene broke into his mind again silently.

At that time, all the guests in the hotel went back to their rooms, and only Amy was left to sit in the front hall alone and wait for Zhao Zimai to come back. He saw that Amy was pouting and looking unhappy, so he put a few pieces of his supper on the table in front of the little girl, and prepared to go back to his room to sleep. When I walked to the door, I suddenly remembered to tell Amy to remember to close the door, so I turned back again.

But as soon as Fang turned around, he saw a strange scene: Amy was sitting upright at the table, her eyes glazed over, not knowing what she was thinking. The candle flame flickered, casting a dark shadow on the floor beside her.

The young man's lips twitched twice, then tightened tightly, but he didn't call out Amy's name. For he found that the shadow had split in half, and had become two shadows, one of which was obviously Amy's, and the other was a little blurry, and it was not so black and gray, I don't know if it was a shadow or something.

Suddenly, the gray shadow trembled a few times, and moved closer to Amy's shadow against the ground, like a giant reptile, little by little, merging into her shadow again, and the two became one again.

The young man was shocked, and the snack in his hand "clicked" to the ground. Amy was startled by the voice, quickly turned her face to look behind her, looked at him from top to bottom with her eyes, and said softly, "Little brother, what's wrong with you?" Why is it that such a frightened picture is excessive? ”

Her tone was calm when she said this, and the panic of that moment just now seemed to have been perfectly hidden by her.

The young man was stunned for a moment, pressed the panic in his heart hard, bent down to pick up the dim mser, and said in a calm tone as much as possible, "It's okay, the dim sum has fallen, and it is estimated that it is broken." ”