Click...
In a daze, Mao Sandao vaguely heard someone turning the door lock.
Click...
The door was slowly pushed open.
Who is opening the door?
Mao Sandao instinctively turned his head to look at the door.
what happened?
Why can't my body move?
wrong!
I can't open my eyes, what's going on?
Suddenly, he felt as if his body was nailed to the bed, unable to move.
Not only that, I couldn't even open my eyelids.
It's as if the body is completely freed from the control of the brain and is no longer under any control.
However, Mao Sandao felt that everything in this room was so real.
He didn't think it was a dream!
Because dreams can't be so real!
“Tum…Tum…Tum…”
then,
Footsteps moved from the door to the bed.
Is it...grandpa?
impossible!
Mao Sandao's head thumped suddenly.
Grandpa never enters his room!
Who could that be?
Mao Sandao wanted to shout out.
But now, he couldn't even move a finger.
Then, a touch of coldness crossed his face and slowly slid towards his neck.
who are you!
What the hell do you want to do?
Mao Sandao shouted silently over and over again.
He was very sure that the man standing next to the bed at this moment was definitely not his grandfather!
Well, if it’s not Grandpa, who is this person?
Mao Sandao was very panicked and wanted to stand up with clenched fists and punch the man next to the bed in the face.
Not only that, he vowed to press his head into the toilet and make him drink all the water!
However, at this moment, I couldn't even move...
not good!
This guy is choking me!
Mao Sandao clearly felt that his neck had been clamped, and the "murder weapon" used to strangle his neck was a cold and biting hand!
and,
That hand is exerting force.
He felt an unprecedented, breathless sense of oppression sweeping through his entire brain.
grandfather!
Where are you?
Someone is pinching your grandson!
He wants to kill your grandson!
grandfather! ! !
Mao Sandao placed all his hopes on his grandfather. He desperately hoped that his grandfather would kick open the door and shout "Beast!"
finally,
He was disappointed.
That damn old man didn't seem to feel his helplessness, even if he could hear his grandfather's footsteps.
etc!
Why is there no movement?
Suddenly, Mao Sandao felt that the man had stopped his next move.
exactly,
The man was letting go of his neck.
Because the coldness and pressure on my neck have disappeared.
Tom...tom...tom...
The steps moved to the door.
Click...
The door was opened again.
Tom...tom...tom...tom...
The footsteps disappeared outside the door.
at the same time,
Mao Sandao's body shook violently, and he seemed to break free from his restraints.
Finally I can move.
He sat up from the bed, breathing heavily, and kept rubbing the discomfort coming from his neck.
He calmed down in a while,
He lifted the quilt,
Barefoot on the ground,
Walking quietly to the door.
reach out,
Hold the door handle, gently open it a crack, adjust your breathing, and carefully stare at the situation outside.
He was eager to find out who that person was just now.
Ta...ta...ta...
The living room is very quiet, except for the sound of the quartz clock on the wall, there is no clue.
It was as if I had had a dream just now, a dream that was close to reality.
What happened just now?
Scared me!
Mao Sandao smoothed his chest to relieve the palpitations caused just now.
Click...
The door to the living room suddenly opened.
Immediately afterwards,
A figure walked out.
"grandfather?"
This back figure was very familiar to Mao Sandao. It was none other than Grandpa.
Um?
I obviously didn't see anyone just now, where did grandpa come from?
Mao Sandao quickly opened the entire door and quickly walked to the door of the living room.
But when he walked out of the living room and looked outside the house, his grandfather had disappeared!
"If you don't sleep at night, where are you going?"
Mao Sandao didn't feel strange about his grandfather's weird behavior, but he still couldn't help but muttered.
He closed the bedroom door and went back to bed again with lingering fear...
………
Early morning, 7 o'clock.
A woman in her fifties, carrying a basket full of fruits and vegetables, hurried to the door of a house and stopped, raising her hand and knocking heavily on the door.
Bang bang bang bang!
"Sandao! Oh no! Something happened! Something big happened!"
Mao Sandao was awakened from his sleep by an urgent knock on the door.
I'm going to die!
Knocking on the door so early in the morning is so annoying!
Mao Sandao was upset for a while, kicked off the quilt, threw on his clothes randomly, walked out of the bedroom on flip-flops, and opened the door to the living room.
"It's Aunt Wang, why are you so flustered?" Mao Sandao tried his best to hide his inner unhappiness and yawned.
"Sandao, something happened to your grandfather! Go and have a look!"
"What!" Seeing Aunt Wang's panicked look, Mao Sandao suddenly woke up and lost all sleep, "Something happened to my grandpa? What happened?"
Aunt Wang smoothly pulled out Mao Sandao who was stuck at the door, "Go and have a look! Your grandpa is at No. 9, Jingyuan Road!"
Jingyuan Road, No. 9?
Mao Sandao realized that something was wrong.
Isn't No. 9 the bookstore owned by Uncle Ji?
He quickly returned to the house and changed a pair of shoes. He didn't bother to wash up and went straight to Jingyuan Road.
After about twenty minutes,
Mao Sandao arrived at the door of the bookstore.
Before he could go in, he saw three people carrying a body wrapped in white cloth on a wooden board and walking out.
Mao Sandao had an ominous premonition.
and,
This ominous feeling is getting stronger and stronger.
Could it be... Grandpa?
Looking at the corpse, Mao Sandao's heart seemed to be filled with a thousand pounds of lead in an instant, which was extremely heavy.
He slowly walked towards the body. The body wrapped in white cloth was less than two meters away from him, but he walked for a long time.
Mao Sandao leaned down, trying to control his emotions, and raised his trembling hands to slowly uncover the white cloth.
But I didn’t dare to look directly at my eyes for a long time...
The white cloth is uncovered,
The man in his 40s had his eyes closed and his face was purple.
Grandpa... is dead?
Grandpa is dead?
How... how is it possible!
As if being struck by thunder, Mao Sandao suddenly lost his mind.
"Sandao, your grandfather has passed away. I can understand your mood. Please show your condolences and accept the change..."
The man who spoke knew Mao Sandao and gently patted his shoulder to comfort him.
Grandpa...how could he die?
Mao Sandao ignored the man and kept looking at his grandfather's body.
He still couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Grandpa can't die!
How could grandpa die!
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
His trembling hands opened the white cloth again, hoping that this was a dream, a dream that he has not yet awakened from!
Wait until the white cloth is lifted again.
finally,
The dream is shattered;
Everything is true.
Grandpa was cold all over, lying quietly on the lifeless wooden board.
"grandfather!"
Mao Sandao didn't know when it started, but tears had already covered his clothes.
His vision was blurred by tears, and everything in front of him seemed extremely unreal.
Tick...tick...
Tears splashed on the ground and broke into pieces.
"Grandpa...Grandpa..."
Mao Sandao fell to his knees on the ground, lying on his grandfather, and kept calling.
He felt that this method might be able to wake up his "sleeping" grandfather.
However, Grandpa did not react at all, still lying there stiffly.
"Sandao, you must take care of yourself and don't break your body from crying..."
Looking at Mao Sandao, the man's face was full of distress. He knelt down and sighed, holding Mao Sandao's shoulders and constantly comforting him.
In this scene, the man didn’t know what to say. At this time, in addition to accompanying you, all you can do is convey the deepest and most genuine concern in your heart, even if it is just a few words.
perhaps,
The death of a loved one is the most profound, painful and unforgettable experience in the world...
"How did my grandfather die?" After a long time, Mao Sandao raised his head and asked.
"I don't know. When I passed by, I noticed that the door of this bookstore was open, and I saw your grandpa lying inside."
After speaking, the man patted Mao Sandao's shoulder again and continued: "Sandao, don't worry about your grandfather's funeral. Your uncle will help you arrange it. I will tell you here after the arrangements are made.
You must take good care of yourself. I believe your grandpa also wants you to be well. "
Mao Sandao wiped away his tears and nodded: "Thank you, Uncle Zhang."
The man sighed again, stood up and called the other two people to carry the body and leave the study room.
After the man and the others left, Mao Sandao seemed to have thought of something and stood up suddenly, staring at the house number 9 on Jingyuan Road with bright red eyes.
His eyes were filled with hatred and anger.
He was sure that his grandfather's death was related to this house; there must be a murderer hiding in this house!
Moreover, this murderer never left.
