Chapter 654: Your Death Has Nothing to Do With Me

On this day, the rain in the capital has been raining continuously. [Full text reading. 】

Everywhere there was the sound of rain and the occasional hail falling on the roofs.

At night, the rain mixes with the night, and the air is filled with white mist.

Joe's house.

Fang Ya caught a little cold after returning from the cemetery, took cold medicine, and went to bed early.

Before going to bed, she made a phone call to Josnian.

I heard that he had gone to T City, so I told him a few words and hung up the phone.

The effect of the cold medicine soon set in, and Fang Ya propped her head and fell asleep groggily.

The rain outside the window was loud, knocking on the window pane and crackling.

Qiao's house was very quiet, only the rows of street lamps outside illuminated the ground.

The dim yellow light reflects the stagnant water on the ground, like a mirror, shining brightly.

It's two o'clock in the night.

Fang Ya didn't sleep very well.

Tossing and turning, my heart kept beating, and my back was covered with a layer of cold sweat.

"Yaya, Yaya, grandpa has come to see you, how are you doing?"

A low, old voice echoed through the air.

"Hmm......" Fang Ya responded in a deep voice, she dreamed of Qin Shien again.

"Yaya, my grandfather's heart has been hurting so much recently, it's very uncomfortable, is there any medicine? It was very uncomfortable......"

"Yaya, get up, grandpa will take you to an art exhibition."

"Yaya, why isn't Ah Cheng by your side......"

"Grandpa, grandpa!" Fang Ya frowned, a layer of profuse sweat.

Qin Shien's voice seemed to come from her ears, and she covered her ears in pain.

It was dark inside, and she was covered in cold sweat.

In a panic, she struggled to open her eyes!

"Grandpa, grandpa!" She shouted.

That's when I realized that I had a nightmare.

Fang Ya turned on the lamp, and suddenly, she saw the curtain move, as if something was floating outside!

White things, like human figures, and like ghosts!

"Don't, don't, I didn't do anything wrong, don't...... I really didn't do anything wrong......" Fang Ya cried in fright and hugged her knees.

The messy hair fell to her sides, and her whole body was trembling and shaking.

The pajamas were all wet and covered in sweat.

Her hands and feet were cold, her pupils constricted, and she had no focus.

She closed her eyes, not daring to open them.

Scared, scared to the extreme.

I'm afraid that my mind is confused, and I'm afraid that I'm panicking.

She curled up in a ball and curled up in the corner of the bed.

Shaking all the time.

She cried quietly, and the cries echoed and drifted through the bedroom.

"Yaya, Yaya, what are you crying about, don't cry, you're a bold girl, don't cry...... Grandpa misses you, can you come and accompany grandpa? ”

"Not good! No! Fang Ya's ears were hallucinating again, "Grandpa, don't scare me anymore, okay?" Your death has nothing to do with me, it was Qiao Tianyou's hands and feet, it's him, not me. ”

"Grandpa, please, don't scare me again...... I'll go burn some paper for you tomorrow, okay? ”

"Grandpa, you love me so much, can you bless me?"

Fang Ya spoke incoherently, her voice trembling.

These days, she often suffers from insomnia and is a little mentally confused.

There was no sound in her ears, and Fang Ya remembered that Fang Cheng was at home!

She hurriedly crawled to the side of the bed to get her phone.

Fingers, still trembling uncontrollably.

Tremblingly, he dialed Fang Cheng's mobile number.

"Ah Cheng, Ah Cheng ......"

Hearing Fang Ya's choked voice, Fang Cheng immediately sat up from the bed: "Yaya, what's wrong?" ”

He jumped out of bed, took his mobile phone, and went straight to Fang Ya's room.