Now that this is the case, what can be done? It would be fruitless for her to continue to entangle like this. Grandpa said helplessly.

The woman finally took a step towards her grandfather's side, and said as she walked, the soul of general obsession cannot last for so many years without sustenance, but she can. It can be seen that her obsession is too deep, if she can't fulfill her wish, she will definitely not leave.

Grandpa had a whim and asked, you know about her, do you also know who she is waiting for? If I can find that person, I will ask him to come early and fulfill her wish, so that she can leave?

The woman walked up to her grandfather. She sighed softly and said that her family had not made any plans in this regard before she hanged herself. The man who was about to have a round house with her asked her how old the person she was waiting for, what he looked like, and where he lived.

How did she answer? There was a glimmer of hope in my grandfather's heart.

The woman said, she said she couldn't answer. She only remembered making an appointment to meet someone, but she couldn't remember what that person looked like, where she lived, or how old she would be here. She said that there was a person in the dark who would come to her on an uncertain day and recognize her. And at the moment of meeting, she will definitely say "Oh, so I was waiting for you".

Hearing this, the hope in my grandfather's heart was shattered.

Many people are actually waiting for someone, and most of them gradually forget, or only vaguely remember. If you meet each other, even if you remember the first time you met, you may feel very cordial, or déjà vu, and even want to chase after passing by. A lot of people have felt this way, right? It's just that she remembers it too clearly. The woman said.

Grandpa asked, don't you also have the feeling of waiting for someone? Is this why you are attached to the stone girl?

As we got closer, we could see more clearly behind the red silk cloth. Grandpa saw a trace of panic on the woman's face, as if she was afraid that Grandpa would see her thoughts.

She didn't need her grandfather to ask, she said it herself.

I waited on this bridge, and when the water in the old river rose, that person would pass over this bridge. I'm going to meet him before I leave. But don't worry, I will never hurt anyone. She said.

The water of the old river rises only in spring, and in autumn and winter, the riverbed of the old river is exposed and becomes a small stream, which twists and turns in the middle of the riverbed.

Sure enough, in the spring of the following year, a young man crossed the canal bridge, accidentally stumbled, fell off the canal bridge, and landed in the old river.

The partner who stood at the head of the bridge and had not yet walked up looked down to see that the river was murmuring, and he didn't know the depth, so he didn't dare to jump down to save it, so he quickly ran back to the village and called for help.

When the young man's family heard this, they immediately felt that there was no hope. If a person falls into the water, if there is no timely rescue, there is basically no hope of survival.

A few people who knew how to water immediately went to the canal bridge, and despite the cold, they jumped down and groped, and touched the young man. Some experienced people probed the young man's snort, listened to his heart, rolled his eyelids and looked at it, then shook his head and said, "It's too late."

His family wept and wept, and removed the door panel of the house and laid him flat on the door.

It is customary here that only the dead sleep on the door panels. So when you curse someone, you will curse others to sleep on the door panel.

When my grandfather heard the news, he remembered the woman he had met on the bridge, and hurried to the house and told them to carry the young man back to bed.