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At that time, she had just lost her last job, a job as a hotel cleaner.

With a salary of several thousand dollars from three months of work, she walked along the road thinking about how to cope with the next month's rent and the food expenses for many months to come.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side of the road.

"Wait a minute, girl." The voice sounded very old and hoarse, trembling with a little urgency.

She turned her head and searched the side of the road for a while before she saw the owner of the voice.

The voice came from behind a fortune-telling booth. Behind the fortune-telling booth sat an old man in a black riding coat and a pair of round-lens sunglasses. was touching a small pile of gray goatees, smiling at her.

Xie Shuang glanced left and right a few times, and after making sure that there were no other people around, he approached the fortune teller and asked curiously, "Are you calling me?" ”

The fortune teller nodded immediately, and the folds on his whole face were about to gather together, and he stretched out a hand to Xie Shuang, motioning for her to sit on the empty stool in front of him: "Girl, I see that you are destined for me, do you want to come and calculate a hexagram." ”

Xie Shuang first smiled and shook his head, and then thought that the blind man should not be able to see, so he leaned closer and shouted at him loudly, "No need." ”

"Oh, girl, I'm the last hexagram today, I'll close the stall after I finish the calculations for you." The fortune teller smiled earnestly, and pointed to the stool in front of his stall, "You can do a hexagram." ”

"But I don't have any money."

The blind fortune teller was stunned for a few seconds when he heard this, then touched his beard awkwardly, and said slowly, "It's okay, girl." I see that you are destined, and I will give you this hexagram for free today. ”

Instead of being happy, Xie Shuang quickly became vigilant.

"What do you want to do?" She took a few steps back and asked suspiciously, "I won't believe anything you say, I don't have any money, I don't buy anything." ”

"Oops. Why are you like this, little girl? The fortune teller touched his beard one by one, coughed a few times, and said softly: "I don't want you to buy anything, I just want to open a piece and calculate a hexagram." I didn't have a single business today, and I was unlucky to get home. I think you're quite unlucky, little girl, so why don't we both fulfill each other, what do you think? ”

Xie Shuang ignored him and turned around directly. I want to just walk away. But as soon as she turned around, she heard a violent cough behind her.

After walking a few steps, the coughing behind him became louder and louder, and it even sounded a bit heartbreaking. She took a few steps and listened to the voice behind her, so she couldn't bear it, so she had to turn around again and sit in front of the fortune-telling booth.

"You can do it." She said helplessly: "Speak first." I don't have any money for you! ”

"It's okay...... it's okay," the fortune teller said with a smile, "I, just open a show." Girl, stretch out your hand and give me a touch. ”

Xie Shuang hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out a hand and placed it on the small table covered with yellow cloth in front of her.

If he dares to do anything, I will shout loudly, anyway, this is also on the street, and no one should sit idly by.

She thought. Let the old fortune teller take her hand and touch it carefully.

"Girl, your life is not good!" The fortune teller sighed, held his forehead and shook his head regretfully, "Have you lived so long, you haven't encountered a pleasant thing." No matter what it is. Always when the result is about to be reached, it is interrupted by something else. Is it still wandering around now, accomplishing nothing? I don't even have a confidant! ”

Xie Shuang let out a depressed "um", staring at the fortune teller's reflective spectacles, waiting to see what else he could say to fool people.

Sure enough, after the fortune teller rubbed her palm print for a while, he suddenly asked, "Girl, report your birthday, and I'll see if I can help you solve this disaster." ”

Xie Shuang was silent for a while, and under the repeated urging of the fortune teller, he reported his birthday in a hurry.

"Ah, girl, you're pretty good!" The fortune teller suddenly shouted in surprise: "Even if you are not rich and rich, you should be in harmony with your husband and wife, and your children and grandchildren will be full!" Why are you living so miserably now! ”

After he said this, he raised his hand a few more times and touched the mustache on his chin, and shook his head with a lot of emotion.

"Girl, you're entangled in something!" As he said this, he pointed to the ground secretly, "Girl, have you ever sinned against the people over there?" ”

Xie Shuang originally refused to believe the words of this blind fortune teller, but when he heard this, he suddenly remembered the boy in blue back then.

More than ten years have passed, and she can't even remember what her dead parents looked like. But the boy in blue floating on the river, and his distorted smiling face, often appeared in her dreams, never faded.

The fortune teller didn't hear her life, so he said to himself: "I guess right, girl, you do have something." ”

Xie Shuang didn't speak, just pulled his hand out of the blind man's hand, clenched it into a fist hard, and got up to go home.

"Alas...... Girl! The blind fortune teller sighed again, lowered his voice, and said quickly, "If you leave like this, I'm afraid that thing will always haunt you." You know, that's going to be a climate. Now it's just taking your luck to support yourself, and in a few days, I'm afraid it will take your life to support yourself. ”

The fortune teller's voice was already hoarse and low, and he deliberately lowered his voice, which successfully created a mysterious and mysterious taste.

I can't help but believe him.

When Xie Shuang heard what he said, she felt goosebumps all over her body, and a chill ran behind her back.

"Is there any way to do it?" She pretended to be calm and turned back to the fortune teller and asked, "First of all, I don't have any money for you." ”

Although she shouted this very loudly, and she thought that she was quite confident in what she said, the slightly trembling tail note still betrayed the little secret in her heart.

The fortune teller's face still maintained the masterful expression of "heaven cannot be revealed". But he secretly laughed in his heart.

"There are solutions." The fortune teller said, "I don't need any money, but I'm afraid you're going to have to suffer a little, girl." ”

When he repeatedly determined that he didn't need to collect money, Xie Shuang agreed to the fortune teller's suggestion, took the rune paper he gave home, and sewed the rune paper into the pillow.

The fortune teller's so-called "hardship" is just a nightmare for half a month. Compared to the nightmares of the previous twenty years, I dreamed every day during that time. Scenes such as a little boy threatening her viciously, or crying and shouting and begging her not to leave him behind, are actually not a "nightmare" for Xie Shuang.

Even watching the boy rant and curse hysterically, she had a slight thrill of revenge.

Half a month later. As the fortune teller had said, she took out the talisman paper from under the pillow and burned it at a crossroads in the dead of night.

That night, she experienced a deep sleep without a dream for the first time in more than two decades.

After getting rid of the evil spirits that followed her, she returned to the place where she had met and wanted to thank the fortune teller.

The fortune-telling booth on the side of the road is gone. Only a yellowed plane tree still stands on the side of the road. The fluttering leaves that fall the size of a palm look extremely deserted.

No one ever saw the fortune teller with sunglasses again.

After this incident, Xie Shuang did not return to the trajectory of a normal person's life - to find a new job and start a new life.

She found a path that suited her better.

Psychic.

In fact, she doesn't know much about this word, or this profession.

It was only in the middle of the night that she received a call from "over there" when she was sitting alone at home and calculating next month's rent and utility bills. Suddenly, she paused. I understood what kind of person I really was and what I should really do.

It was a crying female voice on the phone. Intermittently begging for thanks. Ask her for help to relay the news of her death to her parents.

Xie Shuang went to the address on the phone in disbelief, and actually saw a pair of gray-haired old men, sitting at the door of the house waiting for their daughter who hadn't come home once in a few years.

It was as if the light that had guided her forward had finally arrived in front of her after thirty years of wandering.

I should do something.

She looked at the two gray-haired old men supporting each other. Thinking so, he walked up to the two old men.

"Hello." She politely greeted the two old men, and when the old lady slowly raised her head and looked at her expectantly with cloudy eyes, she whispered, "May I ask ...... here?"

It wasn't a very good memory. Xie Shuang watched as the two old men heard the news of the death of their only daughter. Like a child who can't eat sugar, he hugged her legs and cried, only to feel that his heart was blocked by something.

If my parents were alive and I wasn't, would they cry for me like that?

Probably not, they didn't seem to like me much before.

If it's the eldest brother or the second brother, maybe it's still a little possible.

But maybe it's because at that time......

The memories of the sixteen-year-old years were once again unfolding before her eyes,

The father who was silent with his luggage, the father who was blushing and angry; holding her hand and tossing and turning her mother, the mother who wept and pleaded; I couldn't tell whose terrible cry I heard before I fell into the water......

They actually still have some feelings for me.

Xie Shuang squatted down to help the old couple, patiently comforting them, and secretly comforting herself.

When she helped the old couple into the room, she heard them snuggle up to each other on the couch and cry quietly again.

She saw the young woman smiling at her outside the window.

The woman stood outside the window, her mouth open and closed, and said something to her silently.

Xie Shuang couldn't read her lips, and she couldn't hear what the woman was saying.

But she understood it all at once.

The woman outside the window was talking to her.

"Thank you."

After Xie Shuang finished speaking, she glanced at the old couple with infinite affection, and slowly turned to leave. Leaving her with a vague back.

That night, Xie Shuang returned to her home, lying on the bed looking at the ceiling and recalling the events of the day, her heart was filled with some indescribable emotions.

It doesn't seem right to say it's happy, and if it's sad, it doesn't seem to be right.

I guess I've done a good thing.

Although the results are not too good. But it's not too bad. 、

It's just that...... That's the way it is, there's nothing you can do!

Just then, she heard a soft knock at the door of her room.

She climbed out of bed and leaned over to the cat's eye in the door to peek out.

There was a dark shadow standing outside.

He shouldn't be a person.

When he realized this, Xie Shuang completely embarked on a completely different path from his previous life.

Since then, it has been out of control.

Although the work of the psychic medium has no legitimacy, there is no social security of five insurances and one housing fund, and there is no labor arbitration to protect rights and interests.

But it's quite profitable.

It only took Xie Shuang a few months to make a name for herself. It attracted a lot of customers.

Living customers.

She soon bought a house in that bustling first-tier city and lived a life that she never dared to imagine before.

Of course, her eldest brother and second brother, who had not heard from her for more than ten years, also appeared out of nowhere, calling her from time to time to complain about her lack of money, lack of money at home and other things.

Although it was a little annoying, the days were generally good.

Compared to before, it is simply a heaven and an earth.

She gradually immersed herself in a life of worry-free food and clothing, and even forgot the troubles that her special physique had brought about.

A few years have passed. She moved from a shantytown rental house to a high-rise bachelor apartment, and finally to a suburban villa area.

Part-time workers are responsible for housework. All she had to do was make a phone call. No matter how much money is spent, the money in the bank card will only increase. The guests are still in high demand. It's even so much that it has to be numbered.

She didn't have to go out to start being called a "master". Even finally set up a rule that she only sees three customers a day, but she still can't stop customers who don't know where to get the news from taking the initiative to call her.

Although there are more and more things that he doesn't want to see but has to see, Xie Shuang still feels that his life is getting better and better.

There is only one thing.

She never told anyone about things.

In fact, the so-called "communicating with the deceased and bringing words to the living for the deceased" is not what she is best at.

Since she was a child, the most frequent thing she encountered was.

Dream about death.

Later years. She had more and more dreams about death.

At first, it was a dream of the death of a familiar person, but gradually it became a dream of the death of a person who had seen several faces, and finally it simply became a dream of the death of an unrelated person.

At first, she was able to restrain her dreams with sleeping pills, making the images of death less realistic to her.

But gradually, sleeping pills didn't work.

Every night. The signs of death of several dying people must appear in her dreams.

She had tried to prevent the death of the man in her dreams, but to no avail.

Those dreams, no matter what, will become a reality.

It's like knowing the standard answer in advance.

Xie Shuang has been troubled by this matter for several years. Finally, one day, I stopped these messy dreams

It was as if they had come without warning, and had disappeared into her life without warning.

It can't be said that it was without warning.

She dreamed of her own death.

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )

PS: Probably ...... My roommate was watching the video, so I didn't open the backstage for 20 minutes

Oh, it's half an hour now

Then I went to the soup with full attendance

Then the roommate was embarrassed to say it

I can't get the money anyway

You can't open the web page anymore

Just go to bed early

Why didn't the author speak?

Because the author lives in a dire fucked environment every day, and doesn't know what to say

Look up to the sky and laugh for three minutes, hahahaha