Young people always have an inexplicable sense of admiration for self-made but successful people, of course, I am no exception, but I can't get too close to the current Zhao Baye. Of course, this is to take care of my father's feelings, think about it from another perspective, the brother back then is much better than himself now, plus Zhao Baye once had a marriage contract with my mother, if I am too close to Zhao Baye, my father may be very embarrassed.

Leave aside the rest of the matter, back to my grandfather's affairs, in order to prevent my grandmother from seeing things and thinking about people, the house where my grandfather's body was placed was locked, and my father would go in to change the ice cube or something on weekdays, and this was about to come to the seventh day in a blink of an eye, and at night our family would discuss the funeral of my grandfather's body tomorrow.

I have been at a funeral before. Out of the coffin, this is the whole village knows, so tomorrow's funeral can only be carried out in secret, not to mention that tomorrow's funeral is different from others, grandpa can not wear a shroud, can only wear the clothes he usually wears, and on the day my grandfather died has been put on a shroud, tomorrow will inevitably go through a process of undressing and dressing, to the old people to wear the old clothes are understood, the body was preserved on the ice for a week. Already very stiff, it is very difficult to undress and put on.

Not to mention, this secret funeral is to be carried out when no one is around, so you can only choose the morning when everyone is not up or at night when everyone has gone to bed, and we have a rule that no funeral at noon and no mourning at sunset, so Dad is going to say that he chose to mourn in the early morning, and he and I will go to dig a pit in the field, and when we get there, we can level the grave, and the general direction of things is set.

This day is the seventh day after the death of my grandfather, if it is according to what my grandfather's notes say. This day will be grandpa's first seven, tonight grandpa will return to the soul, but at this time grandpa's body is still in my house, this feeling is very weird, of course I am not afraid, if I can see grandpa again, even if it is a ghost, it can be regarded as satisfying my wish, grandpa worried about the lost Li Erdan for the rest of his life, and gave me all his love. But I didn't see him for the last time before he died, and that's my regret.

Because my father and I are going to send away my grandfather's body early tomorrow morning, I slept early tonight, and I have a habit of locking the door before going to bed, which may be because of the lack of security in my bones.

Before I went to bed, I thought that if I could really see my grandfather tonight, then I would definitely have to talk to him, maybe it was because I dreamed about it day and night, and after I fell asleep, I really dreamed of my grandfather.

In dreams. My grandfather opened my door, and in the midst of the smoke, I saw this old figure, and he stood at the door of my room and looked at me quietly, and I was not afraid at all in my dreams, and even called him in and sat on the edge of my bed.

"No, grandpa won't get too close to you, it's not good for you." Grandpa said.

I looked at this old man who seemed to be at a distance from me, and I felt extremely uncomfortable, and called out, "Grandpa." ”

"Three or two, don't be sad, grandpa is gone, I'm just here to explain to you, bury that erhu with me, another day my old friend is really here, and I know that I haven't forgotten him, and grandpa has an itch on his back, can you help grandpa scratch the itch? Just like when you were a kid? Grandpa asked me.

"Okay." After saying that, I sat up and went to tickle my grandfather like I did when I was a child, and when I put on my slippers, I saw him smiling at me, laughing and retreating, and I wanted to chase him but couldn't catch up.

I was very anxious in my dream, suddenly my feet were empty, I felt like I had fallen off the cliff, this time I woke up and found that I had actually fallen out of bed, I looked at my phone and found that it was two o'clock in the morning, I told my dad that the time was three o'clock, and I was not going to sleep again.

At this time, I looked up and saw the door of my room that had been locked before I went to sleep, and I don't know when it was opened.

It gave me a slight chill in my back.

Reading my grandfather's notes actually subverted my outlook on life, but I'm not sure if the demons and ghosts that my grandfather said in the notes are true, thirty or forty years ago, at that time, people's knowledge was limited, and many things that they didn't understand were determined by ghosts, after all, I hadn't seen ghosts, so I couldn't say that ghosts really existed.

But now I have the illusion that my grandfather opened the door of my room in my dream just now, is it really opened, or is it just my dream? If it's a dream, why is my locked door opening strangely?

This question sent chills to me, and in the end, I had to explain to myself that maybe I was mistaken, that I didn't actually close the door last night, or else? I haven't seen my grandfather, at least now, when I'm absolutely awake, have I?

I just sat quietly and played with my phone for a while, I clicked on my mailbox, and a strange email from my grandfather's early deceased seemed to be a guide to me, and now 7 days have passed, what if I send an email of guidance again?

But no, there are unread emails in the mailbox, there are seeds sent by the kind landlord, and there is a feedback from my job search, that is, there is no mysterious person's email, which undoubtedly makes me very disappointed, I just think like this, and then I can't help but think that if I don't follow the email, bury my grandfather in the normal three days, use the coffin and put on the shroud, there will be unexpected things happening, what will happen? The blood of a handsome woman.

It's a curiosity that I'd even love to try it out, and of course, I'd like to ask that person for the answer.

I recovered the email, and then sent the sender's message to my computer science classmate, who must not have fallen asleep yet, and I left him a message saying that he would help me check the sender's location. Got it done and invited him to dinner, yes, I'm going to confirm our suspicions and find the person who sent the email.

After doing these, my father and mother also got up, they didn't say that they slept in separate beds, but the two people usually communicate very little, the old lady made a meal and we simply ate, grandma sent a pair of clothes that grandpa is usually reluctant to wear, this is a Tang costume, before others gave grandpa gifts, the satin material feels very delicate, my dad took the clothes and pushed my grandma back to the room.

Not that she was afraid of the body, but that he was sad.

I opened the door of that room and saw my grandfather's body quietly walking on the ice, I exhaled, for fear that in these seven days, my grandfather's body itself would change something, after all, I had also seen too many ghosts, plus the impact of that email, I only felt that the world was full of ghosts and zombies.

It's okay.

Dad took off the shroud that my grandfather was wearing and beckoned me to help me put on the Tang costume, and then I thought of a dream I had just a few hours ago, in which my grandfather asked me to tickle him, but when I got up, he was getting farther and farther away from me.

"Dad, turn Grandpa over." I said to my dad.

"Huh?" He asked.

"I dreamed of my grandfather just now, and he said that he wanted to bury that erhu with him, and asked me to help him tickle it, like when he was a child." Looking at my grandfather's quiet face, there was an iron blue color on his face because of the long time he had passed away, and I felt extremely uncomfortable.

Dad didn't speak, quietly turned grandpa around and lay on his stomach, I touched grandpa's cold back, gently scratched the itch for him, and said to him while scratching: "Grandpa, if you have an itch on your back in the future, look for me, I'll help you scratch it." ”

I scratched my grandfather just for a psychological comfort, how much can I scratch?

However, just after I scratched it a few times, Grandpa's back, which was a little white against the ice, suddenly turned red, and with the redness, a totem-like pattern gradually appeared on his skin.

I blinked and thought I had misunderstood, and my hand movements stopped, but when I stopped, the pattern disappeared.

I continued to scratch a few more times, and this time I was sure that I was not mistaken, and on my grandfather's back, there was indeed a pattern! His back would flush as soon as he scratched it, and there was a strange black lotus flower pattern in the red, like a weird tattoo!

"Dad, look!" I exclaimed in amazement at my father.