Seeing that I was stunned and didn't speak, the woman behind the moon said again: "You think about it carefully, come to me, you know where I will appear, it is not difficult to find me." ”

With that, she stepped back.

I watched her until her figure finally disappeared into the moon.

During this period, my ears kept echoing her last words: "Think about it, I let you see them, but I want you to live for ten years......"

After the cloak disappeared, the moon in front of her began to slowly grow smaller and darker.

I wanted to figure it out, chasing the moon as it got farther and farther away from me, and I began to call for it. I told it to stop, but it didn't move.

In the chaos, I felt that someone was taking pictures of my face, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Zhang Mingming.

Panting for breath, I was sweating profusely as I sat up from the bed.

"Why are you here?" I looked at Zhang Mingming.

Seeing that I woke up, he also breathed a sigh of relief: "I was outside just now, I heard you screaming, I rushed in, and found you dancing on the bed, I thought you were crazy, hurry up to see if you are still saved." ”

After that, he casually picked up the remote control of the air conditioner on the bedside table and pressed it a few times: "You are really, it's only about 20 degrees this day, what kind of air conditioner is on, and the temperature is still so low......

When he said this, he suddenly paused: "You didn't open it?" ”

"Of course, I even pulled out ......"

Zhang Mingming's face turned white all of a sudden, and after sneezing twice in a row, he asked me, "Then why is your house so cold?" ”

"There are ghosts, do you believe it or not?" I looked at him blankly.

"......" he swallowed: "Don't believe it! ”

I snorted coldly: "Don't believe it!" ”

After speaking, I got up and opened the wardrobe to look for clothes, I have very few clothes, there are few in total, I picked out a shirt and put it on, Zhang Ming glanced at me: "Open today, dress too casually." ”

Hearing him say this, I took a special look at him, and now he was wearing a white shirt with a mercerized back, a red bow tie on the collar, and the hairspray on his head was colored and shiny, just like a spy in an anti-Japanese drama.

I couldn't help laughing: "I haven't seen you wear this dress before, when did you buy it?" ”

When Zhang Ming heard it, he thought I was praising him: "I bought it online, it's not bad, I picked a lot of them, and I can't look down on the cheap ones, this one ......."

I didn't listen much to what he said, because my eyes fell on the table next to me.

The jade jasper ring that I had put in the drawer was now sitting squarely on the table, the sunlight shining through the window, and the gold ring shining brightly, very eye-catching.

Walking over, I took it in the palm of my hand and looked at it carefully.

I'm not sure if it was a dream last night, but the man named Ah Tian, I saw with my own eyes that he gave a jasper ring to the singing girl Wan'er.

Whether it's the one I have in my hand or not, I don't know.

But I've never been in a scene like that when the ring wasn't there, and yesterday I brought it back and saw it.

Moreover, judging from their dress, it is at least a hundred years away from the current era, that is, the Republic of China period.

I remember the man named Ah Tian saying that this ring was left by his grandmother, so this thing has a longer history. Thinking of this, I deliberately took a few more looks at this ring.

Very simple design, the gold carving is very simple, but the jasper color is very dark and transparent.

Gold has a price, jade is priceless, in the eyes of some people, a good jade is valuable, but in the eyes of others, it is just an ordinary stone, the concept is wrong, and the value cannot be compared.

"What's this good stuff!?"

Zhang Mingming snatched the ring from my hand and put it on his finger.

"Looks good, right?" His hand waved a few times in the air: "Lend me this ring for a day, I have to have a good line to cut the ribbon today, show my identity, so that I can make money." ”

"That ......" I still want to say something, Zhang will already go out tomorrow: "It's already eight o'clock in the morning, I made an appointment with the aunts of the waist drum team to officially start the celebration at half past ten, 40 yuan per person, and I have paid the deposit!" ”

"What do you say, waist drum corps? Aunt? "I had a bit of a breakdown.

Didn't you say a good ribbon cut, why did you come out again?

He smiled at me: "Song Kun, you obviously don't know how to market, now the catering industry is like this, when it opens, you have to make the atmosphere out, those aunts have nothing to do all day long, handing out flyers and beating drums or something, it is considered to be exercise." ”

I was speechless, sighed, and followed him out.

Everything is the same in the living room, and the temperature is much higher than in the bedroom, which is normal.

"Song Kun, we have a lot of things to do today, we have to have a good breakfast, nutritious!"

Zhang Mingming said as he brought out two bowls from the kitchen, which were steaming hot and fragrant.

"Eat it, I boiled it last night, white fungus longan lotus seed porridge."

Hearing this, my heart trembled, and an incredible sound came out of my throat: "You did this!?" ”

"Yes, I learned it on TV, a food program, specializing in teaching people to cook, I learned this last night, and I tried it right away, and it tasted okay."

As he spoke, he nodded: "This can be promoted in restaurants in the future, as a free dessert after meals, it should be a good highlight!" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the spoon and drank it spoonful.

I still stood in place, watching him drink white fungus porridge, I don't know why, at that moment I suddenly felt that the person sitting in front of me at the moment was the Wan'er I saw in the illusion last night.

He drank slowly, spoonful by spoonful, and the ring on his finger was deep in jasper, but the gold was dazzling.

Zhang Mingming's action of drinking porridge was almost exactly the same as Wan'er's, and the man named Ah Tian was sitting next to her, looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Sit down and drink." Looking up, Wan'er looked up at me, and I smiled slightly.

I screamed and almost fell to the ground.

And this is, I just saw that it was Zhang Mingming who was sitting and drinking porridge, not the woman.

With a sigh of relief, I also sat down, but I couldn't drink the bowl of porridge in one gulp, Zhang asked me why I didn't drink it, and I said I had no appetite.

He snorted and drank my bowl as well.

When I left, I closed the door again, and in a trance, I seemed to hear a woman singing in the living room, shallow, but very clear......