Chapter 7: A False Alarm

I held my breath as I held my breath, my alcohol-numbed brain cleared up a lot, and I turned to stare at the door, not daring to move even a step.

In the blink of an eye, the knock on the door became short and long, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and the cold air in the room, coupled with the strange knocking sound, made my nerves tense instantly.

I walked slowly, clutching the doorknob, and the thing outside seemed to sense my coming, and stopped knocking, and we just looked at each other across the door.

The room was surprisingly quiet, the cold air enveloped my whole body, I don't know if I was nervous or too hot, sweat beads kept rolling down my forehead, and my hand holding the doorknob began to tremble. It was probably the most panicked I've ever had.

If there is any ghost in the world, don't scare yourself! I couldn't stop comforting myself.

I turned my head to look at the woman behind me, and saw that she was engrossed in her work, maybe she was used to it? Or did I hear it wrong?

Driven by curiosity, my trembling hand twisted the doorknob, and I looked out, and the hallway was still empty, except for the voice-activated light at the end of the hallway, flickering on and off!

"Bang~dang", I closed the door heavily, and breathed a long sigh of relief, maybe I was drunk and had auditory hallucinations.

As if I had survived the rest of my life, I dragged my heavy body into the house, and before I could sit down, the rapid knock on the door suddenly rang again.

I didn't pay any more attention to it, and let the "knock knock" sound echo in my ears.

After a long time, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped, and I thought that it must be tired, even if it is a ghost, it is impossible to use endless strength.

The woman packed up her things, put them back in the cart, and covered He Xiaoyang's face with the white sheet again, I didn't dare to look at it, but twisted my head to the side, not because I was timid, but because I didn't want to, and I didn't want to believe that this was the truth.

"Aren't you afraid?" The woman took off her gloves and asked me.

"You, can you hear the knock on the door?"

"Yes, I see you were nervous at first, why didn't you care about it later?" The woman asked with interest, but her face was still cold.

"I'm scared, but then I think about it, even if there is a ghost, it's just a ghost in my heart", I took out the cigarette case from my pocket, looked up at the woman, and put it back, I thought, she probably didn't like the smell of tobacco and alcohol in the house.

"I'm off work, stay here if you want, but don't move, wait until tomorrow his family will see first," the woman warned, taking off her white coat.

I looked down at the time, and at eleven thirty-one, although I was terrified, I nodded and said, "Okay."

The woman folded her clothes and put them on the table, then walked towards the door, and when she opened the door, she turned to me and suddenly asked, "Are you really not afraid?" ”

I didn't answer, I just took the cigarette case out again, I knew it was wrong, but I still lowered my head and lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it, the smoke swirling above my head and did not dissipate for a long time.

"I'm afraid, I'm not afraid," I replied, "I'm afraid that I'll never see him tomorrow, but I'm not afraid, I'm not a materialist, I believe in the cycle of life, karma, so I firmly believe that he will come to us in other forms."

After listening to me, the woman hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you want to know who knocked on the door just now?" ”

Before I finished speaking, I saw a little boy suddenly appear in my sight, I saw that he was wearing a dark blue T-shirt with a panda head printed on it, denim shorts underneath, a short flat head, his hands tightly hugged the woman's legs, and his eyes stared at me viciously.

I felt a deep hostility in the eyes of the little boy, and I was surprised, I had never met him, how could I be so fierce?

"This is my brother, Lin Tao, me, Lin Qingyue", the woman stroked the little boy's head and introduced.

"It's you," I said, smiling, and reaching out to show my friendliness, but the little boy ignored my friendliness and turned his head away.

"He's been like this since he's been a child, please don't be surprised, I'm sorry for what happened just now"

"It's okay, it's just that why does he have such a big opinion about me?"

"Maybe you did it just now, he saw it."

"You mean...", I tried my best to recall the past just now, it was indeed my fault, I lowered my body and said to the little boy: "I'm sorry, it was my brother's fault just now"

The little boy didn't pay any attention to me, but just stole a glance as I straightened up.

"You also work in Qinghai?"

"No, in Nanzhou"

"Nanzhou? That's not too far."

After a brief greeting, Lin Qingyue took the little boy's hand and walked towards the room with an open door not far away. I think that's her accommodation, but I'm puzzled that a girl lives in this place.

"That's... Can I borrow a glass of water to drink? Maybe it's because I've been drinking, or maybe I'm too nervous just now, and I'm feeling very thirsty at this time.

Lin Qingyue didn't answer, just took the little boy's hand and continued to walk towards the room, I think so, we are just meeting for the first time, and it is still late at night, it is normal for her to be worried.

Just as I turned around and walked into the house, a voice suddenly came from behind me: "Yes"

"It's okay, you can come in"

I had been standing in the doorway, and I walked in, and I looked around, the room was not very large, a dresser, a table, and the bed was a bunk bed, and there was a baffle in the middle that separated the cooking area from the bed.

"Sorry for the trouble"

Lin Qingyue picked up the kettle and poured the water into the cup, put it on the table, and said, "The place is not big, you can sit at will."

"You, just live in this place?" I knew it was bad to ask, but I opened my mouth anyway.

"Yes, originally I wasn't allowed to live here, but later...", Lin Qingyue didn't continue, changed the topic and said: "It's impossible for people to come back from the dead, don't be too sad, no matter what happens today, the sun will still rise tomorrow, and life has to go on"

I think too, life is like water in a cup, tasteless, but in the mouth it becomes sweet and sour, all kinds of tastes, not the water has changed, but our hearts are changing.

If He Xiaoyang is still alive, I don't think he wants us to feel sorry for him, facing the unchangeable ending, relieved, smiling and walking forward, maybe what he wants to see the most.

I put the glass down, said thank you, got up and walked out the door, I thought all I could do was spend the last night with him.