The boy was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a slender body, a clear and low voice, and the hand that stroked the white cat was unusually white, more beautiful than the girl's hand.

He had his back to the light, and I couldn't see his features clearly, but I thought it should be a nice face.

"You ......"

I opened my mouth to ask who he was, but I found that my voice was very green, and I looked down at my hand, which was small, covered with mud, and clearly the hand of a child.

"I ask you, why don't you speak?" The boy's voice fell above my head, and before I could come to my senses, the boy stretched out a finger and lifted my chin.

He was even better looking than I had imagined, with a high nose, eyes as black as ink, and his eyes set off by jet-black hair were extraordinarily smart, and his skin was very white, an almost sickly white that emanated from the inside out.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the young man frowned, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Are you...... Mute? ”

As he spoke, there was a touch of sympathy in his eyes, and he grabbed his sleeve and wiped the mud from my face, and finally rubbed his fingertips against my cheeks, and the sympathy in his eyes turned to envy, and he said, "Such a blood-colored skin is so beautiful." ”

I looked at him in amazement, I had never seen such a delicate person, let alone someone with eyes as pure and clean as his.

Feeling the touch on my face disappear, I subconsciously grabbed his hand, "Who are you?" ”

"You're not dumb?" The young man was surprised, and when he saw that all the mud on my hands was on his sleeve, he struggled with his hands, and when he saw that I was holding on tightly, he said a little depressedly: "You are a person, obviously you broke into my house, and you asked me who I was." ”

"Tang Anran!"

“……？” A question erupted in the boy's nose.

I explained, "My name told you, what about you, who are you?" ”

"You let go first, and I'll tell you when you let go."

I immediately let go of my hand, and the young man rubbed his wrist, stood up, rolled his eyes, and knocked on my forehead, "You want to know, I won't tell you." ”

There was a hint of cunning in the young man's eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he walked away with the white cat in his arms.

"Don't go," I shouted, getting up from the ground, taking two quick steps to catch up with him, and stopping in front of him, the boy was a head taller than me, condescendingly watching my movements, not ready to ignore me, and walking away from me, where he went, I stopped.

The young man stopped, and said helplessly: "You are quite persistent, forget it, I'm afraid of you, just tell you, I'm ......"

"Ah Yan, who are you talking to?" The boy was halfway through his words, and a stern inquiry came from inside.

The young man's face changed suddenly, his thin lips pursed, he quickly took my hand and led me out of the door, "Let's go, let my mother see it, you will be miserable." ”

As I stood outside the door, I saw that there was more fear in the young man's eyes, and the moment the door closed, I saw a woman's figure come out of the room......

Early in the morning, my grandmother entered the room, saw that I was still asleep, called me, I opened my eyes, and I heard my grandmother say: "An Ran, what's wrong with you these days, getting up late, I have made breakfast......"

"Grandma, I'll get up soon," I said, getting up from the bed, stretching, and suddenly I saw the mattress on the bedside table, empty, the white cat was gone, there was a white hair left on it, the red thread on the wrist was still there, and the end with the white cat's paws was floating in the air.

I touched it, and it was already cold on the mattress, and I didn't know when it left.

During the meal, someone came to buy something, grandma collected the money, and when she opened the cash cabinet, she was stunned for a moment, and after finding the money, grandma turned around and asked, "An Ran, did you touch the cash cabinet?" ”

With steamed buns in my mouth, I said vaguely, "Someone bought cigarettes last night, and I put the money in the drawer." ”

Seeing that something was wrong with my grandmother's face, I asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Grandma said, "I don't know what's going on, but it's really unlucky to have an extra dark coin, early in the morning." ”

"Stygians?" I was a little surprised, my grandmother was extremely taboo about these dead people's things, and they were pressed at the bottom of the shelves on weekdays, and they couldn't be found in the cash drawer.

Besides, when I put the money in last night, there wasn't any dark coins in it.

I put down my chopsticks and walked over to see that there was a dark coin inside, crumpled on it, just like the one I received last night.