I don't know how long I've been asleep, but I know that I've been crying in my dreams, and the tears are overlapping on my face, and my eyes are already very sore.

I opened my eyes in the dark, and heard the faint sobs around me, which were oppressive and soft, like spring water trapped among the stones.

I turned my head to look and saw a lilac figure sitting at a table by the window, her long hair hanging down to the corner of the chair. Why is she crying?

"Zheng—Miss Zheng—" My voice was hoarse.

"Don't-don't get up-" Miss Zheng lowered her head and tidied up, and walked towards me lightly, "I've slept for so long, I'll get dizzy when I wake up, let's slow down and get up again." ”

My eyes were so sore that I couldn't do it, I closed them hard and asked, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

Miss Zheng said: "It's not a long time - are you thirsty?" I just poured some hot water - I saw that there were a lot of medicines in the kitchen, and I didn't know how to fry them, so I had to boil some plain water—"

It's rare for a young lady who doesn't touch her fingers to do this for me, and I said gratefully: "Thank you - how long have I been asleep?" "Every time I wake up now, I have an obsession with how long I have been asleep, as if I have begun to count down the days now.

Miss Zheng said: "One day...... It's been a day and a night. ”

My heart froze, and I continued, "Has anyone ever come looking for me?" ”

Miss Zheng said in a low voice, "Yes...... There is one who says that he is the boss of Cui Ge, surnamed He. ”

I nodded and said, "Got it, is there anyone else?" ”

Miss Zheng shook her head slightly: "No." ”

"Have they come back?"

Miss Zheng still shook her head: "Maybe I didn't pay attention and didn't notice it—but that Hai Gongzi took a look before he went up the mountain." ”

I immediately asked, "Did he say anything?" ”

Miss Zheng said: "No, it seems that there is something important, saying that she wants to go up the mountain to find Miss Song." ”

Han Sanxiao and Song Lingjian have never come back - are they angry with each other for my business again?

It's so quiet, so quiet, it seems like it's not just my dad who died, but the whole yard, including me.

I covered my head and fell asleep, touching the letter that was still next to my pillow, my eyes hot.

"I don't know what happened to Miss Yan, but there is always a solution to everything......" Miss Zheng was relieved.

"What if not?"

Miss Zheng said softly: "If not, everything will pass." ”

"Not everything will pass."

"Is it a business business? Or is it a family affair? It's okay if you don't say it, I just think it's better to ask. "Miss Zheng is extremely cautious.

I was stunned and said, "My dad will never come back." ”

Maybe Miss Zheng didn't know about my father, but when my father was still missing, she comforted me and said, "There is something outside the bento that makes him so fascinated that he forgets to come back." ”

I digested this sentence in a daze, it's been sixteen years, and my father hasn't come back for sixteen years, is it because there is something outside that fascinates him and doesn't return? Will it be more important than what he keeps saying is the most important thing about me, my eternal beloved?

"When I was 10 years old, my father asked the most famous craftsman in Kyoto to make a treasure box for me, and every time he came back from a trip, he would add something to my treasure box, and he said that by the year I got married, my treasure box would be too full to fit," said Ms. Zheng. I often look at the treasure box, hoping that it won't get full, so that my dad will come back a little more often. I was waiting not for the gift he brought me, but for the face I could see when he returned. But he always didn't know, and when he came back, he desperately took out the treasures that I was not interested in at all, as if I was happy because of those things. I always don't know what's so good out there, why he's always obsessed with getting out, leaving me, leaving this home. ”

Hundreds of families live like a hundred families, outsiders only see the poor or the rich, and only themselves know the sorrow or joy.

I woke up, looked around, and said, "What—what hour?" Have you eaten it for the night? ”

Miss Zheng was silent and said, "What's wrong?" Hungry? ”

I rubbed my sore eyes and said, "Sort of." It's too dark, light a lamp, I don't like black paint, I'm afraid. ”

Zheng Zhuzhu leaned over and stared at me, as if separated by a layer of white veil in the dimness, and his soft face looked very fairy.

"The candle is almost finished, I'll go outside and get a big lamp, I'll go back when I go, you lie down and don't move, okay?"

I nodded: "Trouble Miss Zheng-"

"No, it won't." Zheng Zhuzhu did not hesitate at all, and quickly got up and left.

I stretched out my hand and touched the side of the bed, and at once I hit the candlestick on the table, and the candle tears dripped hot on my hand. I didn't care about the pain, I reached out and touched it, the candle was half a palm long, the candle body was slightly warm, obviously the candle was lit!

The candles are lit, why is it still so dark in the room? Why can't I feel the candle flame beating?

I sat up abruptly, rubbed my eyes, and stared at the candlestick, only to see a faint stream of candlesticks as dim as a gray cloth trembling slightly.

My eyes - what's wrong with my eyes?!

I stumbled towards the combing table, I couldn't see clearly, I couldn't see myself in the bronze mirror, and I couldn't see what was wrong with my eyes—

Everything is covered with a gray veil, and this unknown unknown makes me terrified, no, no, no, I just didn't rest well, I just had a little more rest!

I turned to go back to bed in a panic, and there was the sound of a lot of things falling to the ground around me - I couldn't see, I couldn't see!

"No—my eyes—" I shuddered and stepped back until I touched the corner, and my eyes closed and opened hard, but the black fog that lingered in front of me was still gloomy and covered, and in the dimness I found a slit of light, it was a window—I pushed it open with all my might, only to feel that it was only a little shaking, and there were only vague colors outside the courtyard, green rows of bamboo, black wall tiles, and watery sky—

I felt the green tendons on my head beating and pulling, and my ears rumbled with my own cries—

"Dangchang"!

Suddenly, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded in the courtyard, and I was jolted out of my self-destructive grief!

"Daddy? Are you back? I asked in a frenzy—

I looked around the courtyard, and faintly, I heard a voice giggling and laughing, and the laughter was sad and cruel, like a bad ghost hiding in the shadows.

"Who is it? Who's there? "I trembled like chaff.

No one answered me.

Could it be that I'm hallucinating and scaring myself again?

The voice laughed again, like a sip of water and couldn't hold back the laughter, gurgling, gurgling......

Who is it? Who is it?! I'm really going crazy!

"What are you doing here?" Han San's laughing voice suddenly sounded at the door, and I was startled.

"Someone...... Ghosts...... There is a ghost ...... in the house" I collapsed and sat on the ground.

Han San smiled and helped me up, and said in the other direction, "What are you doing here?!" ”

It wasn't me hallucinating, there were really other people in the yard.

A deep voice sounded eeriely behind me: "Why can't I be here?" ”

When did he come in? How long has it been in? Have you been watching me around behind me?

I grabbed Han Sanxiao's arm, and my whole body trembled.

Han San smiled and patted my hand, and said to the man with an unusually fierce expression: "Did I let you go?" I'm not sure you're not allowed to come here again until the matter is clear. ”

"This is my home, do I need permission here?" The man smiled coldly, and I remembered that the voice was the young man who delivered the letter, Yan Cuo.

I turned my head stiffly, glaring hard to see the man behind me, but I could only vaguely see a dark blue shadow on the side of the door frame, standing motionless against the door, so quiet that I couldn't even breathe.

Yan said wrongly: "If I don't come here, how can I know the result." ”

"What kind of results do you want? I remember you said that you are not unfamiliar with everything here, and the letter was sent just to complete the entrustment, and the letter has been handed over to Yan Fei by hand, and your task is complete, you can go. ”

Yan mistakenly said: "I am in charge of my coming and going, and I don't want to leave now." ”

Han San smiled: "Don't want to leave, stay here and wait to get the New Year's money?" ”

Yan Cuo sneered: "Stay here and watch a good show." With that, he pushed me away and walked out.

The shoulder that was pushed by Yan Cuo, the stinging pain, I straightened my eyes and said, "He looks very much like my father." ”

Han San smiled: "How can you see clearly at that glance?" I see that you are sick and dizzy, and you have preconceived ideas. ”

"No...... I didn't see what he looked like, and it was because I didn't see it that it was scary. His mannerisms, and even the way he walks, are the same as his father's...... Physiognomy can be similar, but there are some things that you can't learn......"

Han Sanxiao suddenly held my face, I felt his gaze fall nervously in my eyes, and he felt something strange: "Your eyes, what's wrong?" ”

"I ...... My eyes, my eyes can't see clearly...... "I seem to be numb to all the blows to the disaster."

Han Sanxiao simply wiped my eyes for me, and was soaked in tears.

Soon, Song Lingjian came.

"You still know to come back." Han San smiled and said angrily.

Song Lingjian didn't talk much nonsense, and kicked away Han San with a smile: "Get out." ”

Han San smiled and rolled out without saying a word.