The old man who was patted on the shoulder by me was stunned for a moment, then looked down at himself in disbelief, looked up at me again, and said strangely: "You can actually see me?" ”

I was speechless for a while, then sighed deeply, threw the goods in my hand, ignored him, and returned to my place under the curious and surprised gaze of the crowd, and continued to stare at the ceiling with my chin propped up.

"I can't see it, I can't see it, I can't see anything."

His grandmother's, oh, you can meet ghosts in your dreams, can't I have two big living people in this white shop?

I was so angry that I didn't want to say a word.

At this time, I vaguely heard the group of people start to talk about something while sneaking at me.

"Boy, you haven't answered my words yet."

The old man who had just questioned me came to me and stared straight at me.

"I can't see it." I waved my hand impatiently and turned my face away.

"Really? Then you won't be scared if I become like this? ”

"Scared?"

I frowned and looked over, and found that the old man suddenly smiled gloomily, stretched out his hand and slapped his head hard, and the head actually rotated seven hundred and twenty degrees, and then stared straight at me again.

But at this moment, his seven orifices began to bleed, and those eyes turned black. Suddenly, the old man let out a scream, opened his bloody mouth and threw himself at me.

"it!!"

I let out a scream and jumped straight from my position, but I couldn't keep my center when I got up, and I fell to the ground with my butt.

At this time, I realized that I was still in the shop, and there was silence in the room, and there was a figure there.

I hurriedly got up and hid behind the bar while I looked outside.

No matter how you look at it, there is no one in the house, and on the street outside the glass window, you can occasionally see two cars driving by.

“…… Whew, fortunately it's a dream. ”

I reached out and touched my forehead, and found that my head was covered in cold sweat.

But that dream just now should be a nightmare, right......?

I thought about it carefully, and this terrifying feeling in my heart still made me feel a sense of panic. As a dream, it's a little too real.

And since the scene seen in the dream is not much different from reality, it is inevitable that it will leave some psychological shadows.

I slowly walked over to the coffin of my ancestor on the side - I couldn't help but gasp as I stood in front of it.

Before, I remember that the plate containing the various offerings of fruit must have been shattered.

But now, the plate is safe and sound, and the fruit I placed on it is gone.

“…… Another prophetic dream? ”

I pressed my temples, and I felt like my brain was a little swollen. I vividly remember the last time I had that prophetic dream, and I felt the same way.

However, in this case, that is...... I'm going to have a customer in this store?

Just as he was thinking this, suddenly, the wind chimes at the door rang softly.

It was a young woman when she walked in, but she was dressed very modestly - it made her look older.

But she was very beautiful and had tender skin, and I judged her to be a young woman.

This is the first time in a long time, and I can't care about anything else, so I hurriedly greeted it.

"Hello hello, is there anything you need?"

"I want to see for myself first, so I won't bother you."

The woman smiled slightly, and her tone was very gentle when she spoke, but I don't know if it was my delusion, but I always felt that when this woman stared at me, her eyes looked very kind. And looking at her old appearance, she doesn't look like a young man.

"Oh, that's it, of course, then you can take your time and look at me, if you need help, just look for me."

The woman smiled at me and looked at it by herself.

And just as I was about to get back to the bar, the wind chimes rang again.

"Someone again?"

This time it was a couple, and the man came in and asked, "Is the white shop opened by the old Zhang family?" ”

"This is it...... Are you here to find someone, or are you here to buy something? ”

The husband and wife looked at each other, smiled and said, "Buy something." ”

"Then you can see for yourself?" I glanced at the woman and asked.

"Let's just see for ourselves, there are more people behind."

"Huh?" I was a little confused, and suddenly I didn't understand what was going on.

"Uh......"

The man was also stunned for a moment, and the woman glared at him, and immediately smiled at me and said, "Doll, you don't have to worry about it, just look at your shop." My husband loves to talk nonsense. ”

"Alright then......"

Scratching my head, I couldn't help the strange feeling in my heart, thinking back to the way I saw the store full of people in my dream before, and I was also inexplicably looking forward to it.

Let's not say whether these people are human or not, or whether they are here to buy things, in short, if the store really becomes full of people for a while, then it means that what I am doing is indeed a prophetic dream.

And it turns out that what I just did was really a prophetic dream.

More and more people came in the store, and it wasn't until it became the same as in a dream that no new customers continued to walk in.

"It's really weird to be alive...... But what does that mean exactly? ”

At this point, looking at the lively scene in front of me, I already knew that I had indeed had a prophetic dream just now. But I was so frightened by the old man that I woke up.

If there had been a follow-up to that prophetic dream, I wouldn't have been able to see it. But maybe there was nothing, so I woke up.

Just as I was curious, the door of the store opened again.

"Welcome, you want to see for yourself, right?"

I didn't bother to go out this time, so I sat lazily near the bar with my chin propped up, looked at the door and said.

The woman who came in this time was not pretty, but she had jet-black hair and a light plate, and she was wearing a snow-white dress, and her plump body made people look at a glance that she was already a mother.

The woman held a parasol in her hand, looked at me and smiled softly, and said, "Do you sell mirrors here?" ”

"Sell, there are all kinds of sizes, and there are all kinds of types, you should be able to find anything you want - oh, I mean, if this mirror is for the dead."

"Will you show me?"

With so many guests, this is the first one I want to take with me.

But, without saying a word, I stood up and walked over to her. I was much taller than her, and she looked up at me curiously for a moment, as if observing, as if she were scrutinizing. However, her gaze was very kind.

To be honest, she was the first to ask me to introduce her products, but I didn't find it strange at all, because I had already guessed that this would be the case.

This woman is the woman holding a baby in the scene I dreamed about in my sleep before.

The mirror was placed on the second floor, and when I came to the second floor, which was full of dazzling goods, I helped the woman introduce the mirror she was looking for. I was deliberately slow, and after introducing her to the mirror, I also introduced her to a lot of other products.

During this time, she kept a faint smile, but listened to me very attentively, and asked a few questions from time to time.

I didn't ask who she was, or who the group of guests below who didn't look like living people by any means.

Of course, I can see that, because the clothes worn by these people are all sold in my white shop.

If I hadn't had a prophetic dream, I might have thought it was a strange coincidence, but now I don't think so.

The prophetic dreams speak for themselves, and what I'm trying to do now is not to find out who they really are. After all, I don't think they have malicious intentions.

I vaguely felt that this had something to do with my ancestors, after all, this woman was probably the closest person in the world to me.

As time passed, I talked slowly with this "mysterious woman", starting with the product introduction, and I talked to her about my current situation. But when it comes to things about me, she doesn't interject.

Only occasionally smiled in response. The rest of the time, she just lowered her eyes and listened, looking thoughtful.

And I don't say this for anything else, just to find someone to talk to.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if this woman is really my mother, she is already a dead person. Before, I deliberately looked at her in a mirror, but there was no shadow.

I use a bronze mirror, and it is said that it is impossible for a bronze mirror to shine on anything other than a person.

Before I knew it, time passed quickly, and I didn't think I had been with her for long, when the woman suddenly told me that it was time for me to go.

"Why are you here, worried about me?"

When she was about to leave, I gritted my teeth and chose to ask after hesitation.

The woman's figure slowly stopped, but did not turn around, just stood there quietly with a parasol.

"Or ...... Take me away. ”

I don't know what I think, but suddenly, I said something like this to her.

Is it tiring to be alive, maybe, I think.

Sometimes I really think about whether to die, but it's not because I'm tired of living.

It's just because, occasionally, after suddenly remembering that I have no relatives in this world, and only I am alone, I will feel very dazed, and suddenly I feel that I am left alone between heaven and earth, and I have become a lonely ghost.

"I can't take you away."

After a long time, the woman said quietly.

"Why?"

"Live well, for your own sake."

With that, the woman slowly turned her head and said to me, "As long as you live, there will always be happy things happening." ”

I didn't answer, just watched the woman leave in silence, and didn't chase after her.

When it was getting dark, I walked down from the second floor, and the room was empty. And on the bar, there is a pile of paper money, and it lies there quietly.

Shaking my head, I put the paper away, then took the key and locked the door, ready to go home.

When I got back to my house, after dinner, I lay down in bed and quietly reflected on what had happened today.

Prophetic dreams and ancestors, and mothers.

“…… I hope I'll have a chance to see you again in the future. ”

I don't know if what happened today has any profound significance, but I feel pretty good.

At least until now, I've finally met my mother, the woman who didn't even leave a picture for her children.