Sun Xiaotong ignored Chu Fatzi, who looked at the fabric in the store, and finally stared at the red cheongsam.

It seems that the red cheongsam has a special attraction, and everyone who comes to the store will notice its presence for the first time.

"The only ready-to-wear in your store is such a red cheongsam, how much does this cheongsam cost?" Chu Fat asked me.

"I don't sell it for any money." I say.

Chu Fatzi was stunned, and said with a smile: "I see that this cheongsam has been around for some years, if you don't sell it, do you still keep it as an antique?" ”

"Not everyone can wear it." I say.

"Of course, women can wear it, but men can't." Chu Fat said with a smile.

Sun Xiaotong wanted to send him away: "It's getting dark, your parrot should sleep." ”

Chu Fatzi said, "I'm not sleepy, they are not sleepy." Xiaotong, I heard that your boyfriend came to make trouble last night......"

"He's not my boyfriend, we're separated." Sun Xiaotong frowned.

"Wei Ran is not easy to mess with, why can't you get along with him." Chu Fatzi let it get dark, but he still had no intention of leaving.

Sun Xiaotong said with a straight face: "It has nothing to do with you, don't worry about it." ”

Chu Fatzi nodded and said, "Okay, count me nosy." Alas, there is no good reward for kindness in these years. ”

He was about to leave with the birdcage when a woman walked in slowly. His eyes would not spare any woman, and he seemed to be about to say something, but the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

"This young lady, do you want to make clothes?" I stepped forward to greet the guests.

The woman's face was a little blue, her hair was very messy, she spoke weakly, and her voice was a little hoarse.

"You only have one piece of clothing here for me to wear." The woman's eyes were glazed, as if she hadn't rested well.

I only have one piece of clothing in the store, and that is the red cheongsam hanging on the wall.

"Oh, sorry, that dress doesn't sell." I have to say it again.

She swayed her body to the red cheongsam, grabbed the cheongsam, her eyes became very complicated, and the green tendons on her hands were exposed, as if she wanted to pull the cheongsam off.

I immediately walked up to her, and Sun Xiaotong persuaded: "Sister, this cheongsam is really not for sale, we are custom-made clothes." I say two styles, and it's definitely for you. ”

Sun Xiaotong is a model and has a good eye for choosing clothes. It's just that this woman completely ignored us, and still pulled the cheongsam hard.

I was afraid that she would tear the cheongsam, so I accentuated my tone: "I said it, this dress is not for sale." ”

The woman's eyes never took off the cheongsam, but she said to me: "If you sell it to me, you will definitely regret it." ”

"Regrets? I won't sell anything you say. "I was most annoyed by people threatening me, and my attitude became more resolute.

The woman sighed, disappointed, and finally let go of her hand. She turned around and staggered out the door again.

I suspect that this woman has a mental problem, and her face is so ugly, as if she is malnourished.

She was about to walk to the door, but suddenly looked at Chu Fatzi and grinned: "Do you still recognize me?" ”

As if he had seen a ghost, Chu Fatzi screamed loudly, threw the bird cage in his hand to the side, and ran away: "Ghost, ghost!" ”

The woman sneered twice, swayed into the night, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Sun Xiaotong muttered, "How do I remember where I saw this woman?" ”

I walked to the door, picked up the birdcage, and my mind became more confused: "I feel that this building is very abnormal, as if everyone has a problem." ”

The store was closed at night, and Sun Xiaotong and I went to Wang Xia's house on the eighth floor - Sun Xiaotong asked her about her birthday through WeChat, but she didn't reply to the message.

We had no choice but to make one more trip.

The elevator came to the eighth floor, and as soon as we came out, I smelled a strong smell of perfume, which was a scent of osmanthus flowers, which smelled very good.

"Why do I think it's a little cold on the eighth floor?" Sun Xiaotong said with his hands folded.

"Maybe it's autumn, and the weather is a little cooler." I say.

Coming to the 802 door, we rang the doorbell and waited for a while, and the door opened.

The door was opened, but no one was seen, as if it had been blown open by the wind, and the room was dark and there was no light.

"Sister Xia, are you at home?" Sun Xiaotong poked his head and asked.

Before I entered the door, the scent of osmanthus was even stronger, and I was sure that the fragrance was wafting from Wang Xia's house.

No one responded, and we couldn't keep standing at the door, so we had to go in.

The layout of the building was the same, and when we saw that there was no one in the living room, we instinctively walked to the bedroom.

The bedroom door was open and there was no one inside. I heard movement in the kitchen, as if someone was grinding something.

Hohoho ......

I cautiously walked to the kitchen, where the door was closed and it was equally dark inside.

"Sister Xia?" I asked, and I pulled the door open.

The scene in front of me startled me, and I almost screamed: Wang Xia was sitting on the ground, sharpening a kitchen knife!

Hohoho ......

She ignored us and focused on sharpening her knives. She used a lot of force, but I couldn't figure out why she didn't turn on the light.

I reached for the switch and turned on the kitchen light. Her movements stopped abruptly and she slowly looked up at me.

"Sister Xia, it turns out that you are here. I sent you WeChat, but you didn't reply, so I had to come to you. Sun Xiaotong said.

"What's the matter?" Wang Xia's attitude was very indifferent.

I took it and said, "Before I make clothes, I have to ask about my birthday, and if it's convenient for you, please tell me about it." ”

"It was about ten o'clock in the evening on January 14, 1973." After Wang Xia finished speaking, she continued to bow her head and sharpen her knife.

I wrote it down and said goodbye to her, but she didn't respond, as if she only had this kitchen knife in her eyes.

Leaving Wang Xia's house, we got back on the elevator and went to the tenth floor to deliver a parrot to Chu Fatzi.

"Do you think there's something wrong with Wang Xia?" Sun Xiaotong asked me.

"Even you can see it, can't I see it?" I don't think Wang Xia's sharpening knives are by any means used for cooking.

Sun Xiaotong worried: "Do you think she can't think about it?" ”

"You think she's going to kill herself? But there's no reason for this, she lives a comfortable life, why is she looking for a short time? I said.

Sun Xiaotong rubbed his head and said, "Hey, it's me who is cranky." Let's go, give the parrot to Chu Fatzi, go back to take a bath, and get a good night's sleep. ”

The elevator stopped on the tenth floor, opposite to Wang Xia's sixth floor, and the hallway was filled with the smell of stinky socks.

Sun Xiaotong rang the doorbell, and after a while, there was no movement. She pressed it again, but still no one answered.

I was impatient and tapped the door vigorously: "Hey, surnamed Chu, we sent you the bird!" ”

The door was opened, and when we saw the appearance of the fat man, we were stunned at first, and then couldn't help laughing.

This guy is covered with rune paper, and his face is painted with cinnabar, and he looks very funny.

"Are you acting?" Sun Xiaotong asked with a smile.

Chu Fatzi made a small gesture, with panic on his face, and his tone was nervous: "There are ghosts, there are really ghosts!" ”