Chapter 42: The Terrible Candle

I was in the store at the time, and Shen Yueru could already make clothes very exquisitely, which was a great improvement compared to when she first came.

She had been a tailor before, and what I taught her, she learned very carefully, even if she couldn't learn it once, she would think carefully about it, first make two clothes for herself, until she was very satisfied, she was sure that she would make this style.

Shen Yueru, who used to look like a village girl, has now become fashionable, and she and Sun Xiaotong stand together, not inferior at all.

If Sun Xiaotong learned to make clothes because of talent, then Shen Yueru relied on experience and hard work, she told me that she just wanted to make a lot of money and be able to support the people in her hometown.

It's just that her habits have not been changed, and sometimes she still sleepwalks. Every time she sleepwalked, she would stand naked by the window and repeat the first conversation with me.

I never got up again in the middle of the night, for fear that the terrible power in her body would burst out and kill me in an instant.

She still keeps the habit of eating two apples a day, I know that apples can strengthen people's immunity and make people energetic, and it is said that eating one apple in the morning is more refreshing than drinking two cups of coffee.

I'm not worried about the apple, I'm afraid of the fruit knife in her hand. The sharp blade seemed to come alive in her hand, becoming a part of her body.

It was the evening of the fourth day, and at about nine o'clock, the whole road was without power. It's dark outside, and it's even darker in the store.

Shen Yueru bought a candle and put it on the table, if there is no call within half an hour, I plan to close and go home.

I sat on one side of the candle, and Shen Yueru sat across from me. She suddenly asked me, "Big brother, do you know that I am sleepwalking?" ”

"Oh, I've seen it." I said it casually, but I felt awkward.

She seemed embarrassed: "I've had this problem since I was a child, and every time I sleepwalk, I don't wear clothes." If you see it, don't be afraid. ”

"I'm not afraid." I was duplicitous, but I thought she was sleepwalking scary, but I still calmly asked her, "How do you know that you didn't have clothes on when you sleepwalked?" Most people sleepwalk and are completely unconscious. ”

Shen Yueru smiled and said, "That's what my mother told me before, she saw me sleepwalking." ”

I don't know if she's telling the truth, but I think she's awake when she sleepwalks, not much different than usual, except for her eyes closed.

A gust of wind blew, the candles became flickering brightly and dimly, and I saw that Shen Yueru's face was also intertwined with light and dark.

"The window is open, I'll close it." After Shen Yueru finished speaking, she got up and went to close the window.

When she returned, the expression on her face didn't seem quite right. She stared at the candle fixedly, motionless.

"If the candle is burned and the call doesn't come, let's go home." I say.

The corners of Shen Yueru's mouth made a sneer: "We may not be able to go back." ”

I was immediately stunned, and my heart was cold: "What do you mean?" ”

"There's something wrong with this candle." She said.

"You bought the candle, and I don't see anything wrong with it." As I spoke, I glanced to the door.

Shen Yueru said: "I bought it, but it does have problems. ”

I felt a strong sense of depression because she said "me" again. She usually doesn't talk like this, and only when she sleepwalks does this change occur.

"What's the problem?" I asked her.

"I've heard the old people in the village say before that there is a kind of candle that can attract people's spirits, and even ghosts." Shen Yueru said.

A cold sweat broke out on my forehead: "That should be just a legend, not to be believed." ”