Chapter 103: Revenge 3

The peddler was sharpening this strangely shaped knife, a chilling blade.

"Would you like to sell me this knife?"

The voice didn't come from her. It's a soul in the subconscious who is in charge, and has completely controlled all her thoughts, and it has nothing to do with her.

The vendor was a little surprised: "Miss, this is someone else's, I can't sell ......"

"Give you a thousand yuan, do you want to sell it?"

Ten red bills were counted, and she shook them inadvertently.

"It's just an old knife...... It's worth a few bucks at most......"

"As long as you are willing to sell it to me, this thousand yuan will be given to you. ”

The peddler's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed, and he panicked: "Sell, sell, sell...... Miss, take it...... It's a big deal, I'll give a hundred to the owner of the knife......"

Knives, so sharp.

It's a little narrower and longer than an ordinary kitchen knife, and it's a good knife.

In today's real-name system for kitchen knives, she already thinks it's very good that ordinary people can have such a knife. She picked up the knife and put it in her bag.

She wandered around with the knife on her back all day before returning home.

I opened the door, but I didn't have the courage to walk in.

The smell of dust and musty in his face has only been inhabited for a few months, and even the house has been betrayed. Even if it is cleaned up slightly, it will not be able to regain the slightest popularity.

She didn't wipe the dust, and sat down casually on a large chair.

On the opposite wall hung a large photo of her and her father. In the photo, her father is tall and tall, still in his prime, majestic and majestic, and she is only eight years old, the little man is holding his father's hand, with a bow on his head, and a marshmallow in the other hand, smiling.

She clearly remembered that time because she was bullied by a neighbor's child, she pushed her and fell to the ground, she ran home crying in pain, and her father immediately came out, scared the naughty child and ran away. In order to comfort her, her father immediately bought her the eldest marshmallow and carried her for a long, long street.

But, she knew, she would never see her father again.

In this life, no one will ever hold her hand like this again.

Forever and ever, she couldn't see him.

There was a knock on the door, but she was silent.

The knocker walked straight in.

"Wheat ......"

She stared, as if she didn't recognize him.

"Wheat, what do you see you are haggard?"

In fact, he himself was anxious, worried, and haggard, and his former grace had been reduced by several points, and the whole person was exhausted.

"Wheat, are you hungry? Do you want to eat anything? You haven't eaten much these days, so let's eat some first......"

He brought a lot of things: fruits, bread, and a wealth of takeaways, all in large boxes with everything he needed.

"Wheat, eat some......"

She didn't react.

"Go, wheat, I'll take you out to eat. Do you remember our favorite restaurant??I came back from abroad and saw you for the first time in that restaurant, Wheat, that was the first time I met you when I grew up, heh, I was shocked at the time, I thought, how did Wheat become so beautiful?......

Really?

Was that a lifetime ago?

It's too far away for Qiao Wheat to remember.

He suddenly grabbed her hand and said in a very excited tone: "Wheat...... People can't be resurrected after death, and you mourn and change...... You're still young, and you can start over...... Let's start over, okay......"