Back at the station, because of the shift change, I didn't meet Dongge, and the doubts in my heart could only be suppressed.

Xiao Luo still did not appear, only made a phone call, and the return date was undecided.

I stood on the platform with a note in my hand, not knowing what to do, I had been through so many things lately, and I felt more and more that I had been kept in the valley with a lot of things, but I didn't know how to start.

However, the night was extraordinarily quiet, and the things that bothered me did not appear, except for the things that I ate at 8 o'clock, but before 12 o'clock, I was hungry.

I even ate two more portions of fried rice to feel a little full.

"Anzhi, why did you eat so much today, aren't you afraid of growing meat?"

Seeing that I had wiped out the snacks in the house, they couldn't help but quip.

I raised my eyes and rolled her eyes, subconsciously touching my belly, is it because of him?

"Anzhi, Anzhi!"

"Are you sick to your stomach?" My non-response made both of you nervous, and her face was full of anxiety.

"No, I'll get off work first."

After changing my clothes, I didn't stop running to my grandfather's shop.

As if he had expected me to come, the door of the tailor's shop was open early in the morning, and he lay in his chair, his eyes closed, as if he had settled down.

But before I could get closer, he had already spoken.

"Anzhi, sit down. Let's talk. Grandpa said, pulling a chair behind him, and sitting with me on the side of the street.

On the small table next to it, there were hot and painful rice porridge and steamed buns.

When did grandpa become so sweet? It's two extremes from the impersonal image I remember.

"You came to me because Xiao Luo didn't show up, right?"

"Hmm."

Grandpa looked at me, sighed suddenly, lit a hookah, and smoked there.

After a long pause, he continued: "It's all fate, I thought I could avoid it, but I didn't expect it to happen." ”

"That's it, things have come to this point, and I won't hide it from you."

"Did you know that you have yin and yang eyes?"

"Yin and Yang Eyes?" The spoon in his hand fell to the ground and fell apart.

I was about to bend down, but my grandfather stopped me, and he looked at me with a deep gaze, as if he was looking at another person through me, and there was an indescribable weirdness.

"Here, wipe your eyes." As I spoke, there were two more willow leaves in my palm, and the green buds were full of vitality.

Willow leaves wipe eyes? Isn't that the medium used in the novel to activate a certain exercise?

The leaves have a faint fragrance, very good, I learned my grandfather's movements and wiped them on my eyelids, but I felt cool, but when I opened my eyes again, there seemed to be something more in the world I could see.

There are a few more "people" on the originally depressed street..... Some are old and some are young, and their bodies are slightly disabled.

I followed the direction of my grandfather's finger, and behind the open copper-colored door, several ghosts were squeezed crookedly.

The leader is a fat man, with a round belly, a shiny head, and at first glance he is a rich man or something, even if he dies, he still has a delicate jade pendant around his neck, and his clothes are also embroidered with gold thread.

It's just that his expression is not very good-looking, as if he has been abused, and the facial features on his face are twisted together, making it impossible to distinguish.

I was about to turn my head when my grandfather took my hand and walked inside.

As we entered, the fools who had been tied together immediately dispersed, and most of them honestly returned to their coffins, except for the rich man with a distorted face, floating there, looking at us motionlessly.

Grandpa sneered, touched the silver needle on the sewing machine next to him, and unceremoniously stabbed the rich merchant's stomach.

"Poof."

After two sounds, the originally towering belly deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a hole was cracked along the place where the grandfather put the needle.

A palm-sized white spider swayed there, with only a head, no body, and a strange voice came from the mouth of the one that was closed.

A trace of red black thread was wrapped around the plush mouth, which soon crawled all over the rich merchant's body, forming a huge black callus, except for the head.

Seeing that it was about to become a ball, the soul suddenly collapsed, and the white spiders exploded into pieces, scattered, and disappeared in that instant.

But the head of the rich merchant in the air was still there, looking at me in pain, and the next moment, his disappeared body was reunited, and his stomach was still bulging.

"Gross."

My stomach was churning, and I couldn't help but rush to the flower bed in the corner, leaning against the wall and retching......

As everyone knows, my grandfather's eyes are even more solemn when he looks at me.