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This strange fear feels like a layer of gauze, not so real.
I seem to be very scared, but I don't think so.
I feel that my mind is drifting away, but my thinking is very clear.
I dragged on for a long time before I rode my car and returned home from the unit.
Under the streetlight, I stood for a long time.
When I got home, I found out that my brother was there, and my family was sitting around the table. The little baby was placed in the bedroom, the bedroom door was open, and he could see his sleeping face at a glance.
"How come back?"
"Is there anything in the unit? I heard..." My brother wants to stop.
I can't listen to it. Thinking of that broken hand, I hit a spirit.
For a dinner, I was absent-minded.
I found that the family at the table is also like this. Everyone seems to have something to worry about.
By the end of the night, the child cried twice, changed the diaper, fed the milk, and the whole house was quiet.
The guest has already left.
I touched the window and found no figure on the opposite floor.
I waited for a while, some couldn't help, changed clothes, and slammed the floor.
There is only one bicycle parked by the neighbor below the street lamp.
I don't know if I am disappointed or happy. It should be disappointing more.
Suddenly, a figure was turned from the back of the pole of the street lamp.
The foreigner saluted me, "Good night, Mr. Zhao."
I forgot to breathe for a moment.
"It seems that you have already considered it." The man said, showing a kind smile to me, reaching out and telling me to follow him.
I hesitated for a long time, he kept that position unchanged.
I finally gritted my teeth and walked over to him.
My heart is jumping and some excitement is out of place. If you have anything to say, you don’t know where to start.
The feeling of being covered with a gauze came back.
The man did not look back at me, he went ahead and did not speak.
His footsteps were a little loud in the night, and my footsteps were covered.
I walked out of this alley and turned two turns. I saw the familiar courtyard.
I still remember that this is an empty house. I heard that many years ago, the homeowner went abroad and moved away. It is an intellectual, a university asks a family, and it is said to be a businessman, making a lot of money, and it is said that the daughter married a foreigner and followed the country.
Under all kinds of rumors, this courtyard has become extraordinary.
There was no big lock hanging on the door of the hospital.
The man opened the door and made a gesture of asking.
I walked in and saw the scenery I had never seen across the courtyard wall.
The tall ginkgo tree crowns are towering, and the yards seem to have a yellow carpet.
I was shocked and looked back at the courtyard wall.
Such a tall ginkgo tree cannot be covered by a small courtyard wall anyway.
The man closed the wooden door, did not have a door bolt, and did not lock.
He walked by me, stepping on the soft ginkgo leaves, and making a creaking sound under his feet.
I stood for a while before I followed the past.The thick layer of leaves is really as soft as a carpet. I walked forward with a shallow foot and suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing.
The wind is not big, but the leaves are rustling, and they are falling and falling.
The leaves on the ground were swept away and emptied out at once, revealing a slate-covered ground.
I blinked, and when the wind stopped, I looked around and the leaves were gone.
My forehead was cold and I looked up and found that there was snow falling.
I was surprised again.
"Mr. Zhao." The man shouted and stood at the door waiting for me.
I walked away with some anxiety.
Inside the door, there is a clear meeting room with a clear window. The furniture is all wood, the style is very classical, but it is Western furniture.
The man drank tea and was also black tea. A small snack was also prepared, and the three-layer porcelain plate was used, and the porcelain plate was also printed with a beautiful flower pattern.
"Please use." The man pushed the plate.
I didn't move, I turned to look at the window.
There has been a lot of snow on the outside of the window, like the leaves that have been raised before, and now it is a snowflake.
The house is very warm, as if the heating was turned on, so that people can not feel the cold outside the house.
The man did not urge me to eat, got up and took a thick book from the next cabinet.
That book seems to be old.
The brown cover, the paper inside is slightly yellow. The whole book has a four-inch notebook size, which is as thick as one hand. There is also a sheet of gold on the cover, and I don’t understand it.
I instinctively want to remember what I saw, but the thoughts that just emerged made me a little wrong.
Notebook... What notebook?
I was just wondering, the man came with the book and the other hand holding the ink and the quill.
He pushed open the snack tray and opened the book in front of me.
The table is drawn on the paper, the date is very good, and the name is in the national text.
From top to bottom, there are about twenty signatures on the left page. The rest are still blank.
Look at the handwriting, date and middle
The signature of the column is written by one person, and the right column is the real signature.
"Mr. Zhao, I am not the first time to do this business. My reputation is outstanding. If you have doubts, you can also talk to my past customers." The man said.
This is another typical devil's tone.
demon? I hold it again.
"As long as you sign the name, your nephew can share your life. This is a hammer sale, no regrets. You don't have to worry about hurting you and your nephew. But you yourself, please think clearly. Are you willing to share the life to you? The nephew? A person who has no blood relationship with you..."
"I am when he is my relative! Mom and my brother are the same as my own!" I subconsciously refuted.
"I am sorry, I am rude." The other party sincerely apologized. "So, do you agree with this transaction?"
Something has happened in my mind.
The chef’s sudden death, the little baby’s pink face, the family’s frowning...
"Have you ever looked for your brother?" I asked."Of course. However, they are hesitant." The man smiled and held his hand on the table. "It was just a newborn, their first child. They had doubts about me and they were not so strong about the child. They Children can be reborn. Even they may not be able to grow old. It is likely that they will be divorced before they are married."
I immediately thought of my biological mother, the woman who remarried immediately after her father died.
I feel humiliated and feel heartbroken.
Beyond this negative emotion, I am still a bit confused.
I don't seem to have too strong emotions about the whole thing, and I shouldn't have this kind of emotion.
"I am in touch with you now. You are the strongest will. If you refuse, I can only give up this business. That lovely child... I am sorry..." The man spread his hand.
This seems to have ignited some kind of emotion in my heart. I remembered the past again, and the memory in my mind emerged. I still remember how my adoptive father promised to adopt oneself. However, it was because of the friendship of the war that he came to visit after his father died. I heard that my mother had remarried, and I saw that I was playing alone in the mud, dirty, unattended, and hungry, and I immediately picked myself up and took myself home.
I looked at the signature of the book. I reached out and flipped forward. That person did not stop me.
I seem to see a dedication from the dense name, and I saw a deep love.
I took a breath and grabbed the quill.
I am not used to using a quill, but this pen and pencil are very smooth.
I signed my name in the latest space.
The ink fell on the paper. For a moment, I saw a touch of red flashing from the handwriting and disappearing. The final result is a dark handwriting.
Both the book and the pen were taken back.
The person wrote the date and the name of the little baby in the first two columns in front of me.
"This way, you can." He put down the pen, closed the book, and pressed his hand on the cover.
When I was stunned, I felt my head faint and I had a sharp pain in the next second.
I blinked and found that the man had already collected the things, opened the door and prepared to send me away.
I walked out of the room and saw the silver-filled courtyard.
The sun fell in the courtyard and the snow melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The dry branches sprouted green buds, a blink of an eye, the canopy was lush and turned into a bright green. A cluster of colorful wildflowers grows in the slab gap in the courtyard, and the flowers are overflowing.
I feel that my mood is suddenly clear. On the other hand, my heart has become extremely heavy.
The man sent me out of the door, the door opened, and there were two worlds inside and outside the door.
Outside the courtyard is still the night, and when I look back, I only see the spring of the garden.
The courtyard door is slowly closed.
In the second that closed, the spring was gone.
I saw the blackened land, the red light, and the human bones and dead bodies hanging on the dead trees...
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