When I came out with the food, I saw that she was holding a few sticks of incense in her hand, and a green lighter, if I remember correctly, it should have been left by my father, after all, Xu Yijin and I don't smoke, and there is usually no lighter on her.

I pushed a bowl of rice in front of her, and I didn't move my chopsticks, just looking at her.

The main thing is to know what a ghost eats like.

Xiaohong's way is not the same as Xu Yijin, usually Xu Yijin is no different from a living person, when the rice is cooked, he picks up the chopsticks and eats directly, but he eats relatively little, and each time he swallows two mouthfuls symbolically.

She put three sticks of incense into her meal, lit them with a lighter, and the three sticks of incense smoked and burned slowly.

Only then did she eat one bite at a time with chopsticks.

"Do you burn a few sticks of incense every time you eat?" I watched as the cigarette ash from the incense top kept falling into the rice, and she sent the rice mixed with incense ash into her mouth as if she didn't realize it.

When I saw this picture, I immediately felt an indescribable nausea welling up in my stomach.

I can't even swallow the clean food in my bowl.

After a casual two-bite bite, I put the dishes and chopsticks aside, supported my head with my hands, and sat and watched her eat.

She didn't seem to hear what I said, or maybe she was too involved during the meal.

Xiaohong's fingers are very thin, almost all bones, and she holds the chopsticks as if she were holding a spoon, which looks a little difficult.

Her exposed skin was a little brown with corpse spots. Her skin was already white, and the corpse spots were particularly prominent.

She ate and I watched it, and I didn't even notice when the door opened.

Until the nanny shouted: "Zhou Zhou, what are you doing?" How do you put a few cigarettes on top of a good meal? It's all ruined. ”

That's when I came back to my senses.

Xiaohong had stopped eating, and she was still sitting motionless.

The nanny probably couldn't see her, so she hurriedly ran over and blew out the cigarette, cleaned it up and threw it into the trash, and then came back and put all the dishes and chopsticks on the table into the kitchen.

After finishing the work, she asked me, "Zhou Zhou, what are you doing here?" You're pregnant now, so you have to pay attention to all this, what if it's burning? ”

I glanced at Xiaohong, she looked away, she didn't look at me, she didn't look at the nanny, her eyes fell on one place, as if she was just empty.

But when I looked away, I clearly felt that she was looking at me.

When I looked again, she did look elsewhere.

"I remembered a deceased friend of mine, so I cooked her some food." I lied, and now my face is not red and my heart is not beating.

The nanny was obviously skeptical, but she didn't want to ask anything, she just said, "You can't be so nonsense in the future, what if something happens?" I can't explain this. ”

"Don't worry, I'll take notice." As I spoke, I looked at the time, and before it was time to eat, I asked, "Why did you come so early?" ”

She slapped her brain, and then realized that "Mr. Zhang asked me to make dinner for you in advance, saying that he would send Lao Li to pick you up in the evening, there should be something wrong." ”

"What's the matter? Why didn't you tell me beforehand? ”

"Mr. Zhang didn't tell me."

I nodded thoughtfully.

In the evening, just after dinner, Uncle Li was already waiting downstairs in the apartment.

He opened the door to the back seat for me, and I sat inside, and just as he was about to close the door, Little Red suddenly sat in.

I immediately stopped Uncle Li and said, "Wait, don't close the car door yet." ”

Uncle Li didn't change his smile, but the movements in his hands stopped, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

I waited until Xiaohong was fully seated before I waved and motioned for him to close the car door.

"Even if the door is closed, I can come in." Xiaohong said beside her.

I turned my head to look at her, and instead of looking at me, she stared at the back of the front seat.

After Xiaohong got on the bus, the temperature in the car was inexplicably colder, Uncle Li subconsciously looked in the rearview mirror and said to me: "If it's cold, there is a blanket under the seat." ”

I didn't feel that cold, after all, my yin qi was already heavier, but when he said this, I took out a box from under it and took out a lilac blanket from it.

There are also fine patterns on the blanket, which looks like a woman's style, and I casually said, "Uncle Li, I didn't expect you to like this style." ”

I tucked the blanket slightly over my body.

He laughed: "This is what my daughter bought for me, I haven't used it yet, it's clean." ”

There wasn't much to get from the apartment to my dad's house.

It takes more than ten minutes by car.

The housing price in the community where my dad lives is quite expensive, and there are more than a dozen villas in it, and Uncle Li is familiar with the car and parks the car in front of a villa.

I got out of the car, went to ring the doorbell, and waited a while before a servant came to open the door.

After I entered, Xiaohong followed me in, and I never took my eyes off her, not knowing what she wanted to do.

There were a lot of servants in the villa, and you could see one almost two steps away, and when they saw me, they would stop what they were doing, respectfully say, "Hello Miss," and then continue to work.

It was the first time I was treated like this, and I was a little flattered.

A maid came to bring me tea and water, and seeing that I was about the same age, I sat on the sofa and asked, "Where is my father?" Where is he? ”

"Mr. Zhang is in the study, and he will come down in a while."

That's half an hour.

Xiaohong sat quietly at the other end of the sofa, the sofa was leather, and it didn't sink at all, it stands to reason that there was something heavy on it, and the cushions of the sofa would more or less sink down.

I looked at it for a moment before I looked back.

At this moment, a servant came down from the second floor, came to me and said, "Mr. Zhang asked you to go to the study now." ”

"Take me there."

There were many rooms on the second floor, and the study was at the corner of the stairs, and the maid took me to it, and I went downstairs consciously.

Xiaohong followed, and she stood beside me, like my shadow, inseparable.

I reached out and tapped twice on the door.

Immediately, a man's strong voice came inside: "Come in." ”

I pressed the doorknob and walked in. Xiaohong followed behind me, not missing a single step.

In addition to my dad in the study, there was a man, dressed in dark brown clothes, and he sat next to my dad, and the ordinary pen was inertly turned by his beautiful fingers.

When he saw that my eyes fell on him, he curled the corners of his lips, and the dim light of the study fell on top of his head, shining his chestnut hair at the roots.

I nodded my head at him, even if I said hello.