When I came back with the little black cat in my arms, my mother was already asleep. The first thing I do when I come back is give the kitten a bath. The kitten was actually very obedient and made no sound. However, I could see from its resentful little eyes that it was still reluctant.
When I used a hair dryer to blow its hair, it had a cute look on its face, didn't move around, and was very obedient. I like looking into its eyes very much, and I feel like there is a force attracting me to look at it. A long time ago, I wanted to get a pet or something, but I never had the chance. The little animals are so fluffy and so cute.
After I finished my work, I found a blanket and made a temporary small bed for Xiaoye. Since today is Friday, I plan to relax and not do any homework. But when I looked at the time, it was already one o'clock in the morning. At this time, I was so sleepy that I could hardly open my eyes. I lay on the bed in a daze and fell asleep after a while.
Weekend mornings are a good time to sleep in. But I was awakened by my mother's scream. I saw my mother opening my door aggressively, holding Xiaoye in one hand, and asked: "Did you bring this cat back?"
I suddenly woke up, got up from the bed, and answered with some confidence: "Yes. I saw it last night when I came back from school. It is so small, so pitiful outside."
My mother was a little angry and said, "People say black cats are unlucky. Send it away quickly."
I said nothing. But I really don't want to give it away. I took Xiaoye over from my mother's hand and begged: "Mom, because I'm studying so hard now, just keep the kitten. What time of year it is now, and it's still so superstitious. Besides, cats How great it would be if you could catch the mice in our house!"
After my hard work, my mother finally wavered. But she was afraid that Xiaoye would affect my study, so we made a three-part agreement: my next monthly exam score can only go up but not down, otherwise I will give it away.
I had been doing homework at home for almost a day, and I felt a little irritable. In the evening, I took Xiao Ye for a walk in the community. There is a small pavilion in the community, where there are always some old ladies and grandfathers having fun. I'm usually not very curious about what they talk about, but this time——
"Did you know? There was a car accident on Yujian Road last night." An old man said.
"Is something wrong?" Several old people asked him worriedly.
"The driver ran away. After the person was sent to the hospital, it was too late. I heard that she was still a little girl." The old man looked regretful.
A group of people began to sympathize with the deceased.
Yujian Road is the only way for me to go home from school. Presumably the car accident there must have happened after I got home or when I was about to get home. Otherwise, when I passed by there yesterday, nothing happened there.
It was already getting late, and I had been walking outside for almost an hour without realizing it. I kept listening to them and lost track of time. I was worried that my mother would say that I didn't come home for so long, so I hurried home. Suddenly I heard someone calling me, but I didn't look back. I just felt light and airy all over, like a ghost. Xiaoye was very docile in my arms, but suddenly she broke away from my arms.
I woke up a little and wanted to chase it, but Xiaoye's speed was too fast. I looked around anxiously but couldn't find it. I have a feeling it won't come back. I returned home disappointed. As soon as I entered the door, my mother asked curiously: "Where is the cat?"
"Run away." I replied weakly.
I thought my mother wouldn't care, but she comforted me: "The cat also knows the way home, so don't worry too much. Maybe it just wants to go out and play."
I smiled helplessly, turned around and prepared to enter the room. My mother suddenly stopped me and said that she was going to dance in the square with her neighbor’s aunt, and then she would stop by to see if she could find Xiao Ye. After finishing speaking, the aunt next door was already knocking on the door. My mother hurriedly opened the door, and then went downstairs with her aunt. Before going downstairs, she also asked me not to open the door casually when I was home alone. I nodded and immediately locked the door.
As soon as I entered my bedroom, I smelled a strong smell of blood. I almost vomited from the smoke. Although it was very uncomfortable, I still hurriedly looked around for the source of the smell. But I searched the room and found nothing. It's just that the smell is getting stronger and stronger. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, making me shiver with cold. Somehow, my vision started to blur. I held onto the wall and lay down on the chair with some difficulty.
But at this moment, the smell of blood was gradually mixed with a familiar fragrance. My head was dizzy, I was very tired, and I no longer had the strength to open my eyes. But, in a daze, I felt like there was a tall figure in the room.
When I woke up, the room smelled nothing. I felt like I slept for a long time, but in fact, I only slept for less than ten minutes. I felt a headache and felt a little uncomfortable, so I looked for painkillers in the medicine cabinet at home. But after searching for a long time, I remembered that it had been used up long ago. There is a pharmacy opposite the gate of the community, not very far. So, I plan to take a trip.
When I arrived at the gate of the community, I suddenly saw a woman running very fast on the road. Behind her was a little girl, running very fast, as if chasing the woman in front of her. The little girl was wearing a delicate red dress, as red as blood. Under the street lights, she looked like a rose blooming in the dark night.
I thought they were just mother and daughter, but the strange thing was that the woman looked behind her in horror as she ran, as if she was trying to get away from the little girl. I originally wanted to go to the pharmacy, but I almost forgot to buy medicine because they were so focused on looking at them. When I was about to cross the road, suddenly, the little girl stopped.
I glanced at her. The light shone on her face, making her little face look extremely eerie. She showed a weird smile and looked directly at me. Before I could recover, she disappeared out of thin air. I know that I don’t have yin and yang eyes, so I can’t see ghosts. However, my intuition told me that the little girl was definitely not human. I remember Wang Ming said that I can't see ghosts. But what happened just now?
Only then did I feel that I had been quite unlucky recently, always coming into contact with some unclean things.
I walked into the drugstore half-heartedly. I generally knew the people there. Because this store has been open for a while. When I was little, my mother often took me here to buy pagoda candy to get rid of the roundworms in my stomach. The shop owner turned out to be an old man with a goatee, but he passed away a few years ago. Therefore, the store is now left to his son.
"Are you still out shopping so late?" Uncle Lin asked.
"Hmm. I suddenly have a headache. Are there any painkillers now? The ones my mother often buys?"
"Yes. Just wait, I'll look for it." After saying that, Uncle Lin went to find the medicine.
I waited there, thinking about what had just happened.
"Xiaoxian, are you here?" Suddenly, I heard someone calling my name from behind. I quickly turned around and saw an old man with a goatee sitting on a wicker chair.
It's Grandpa Lin. He didn't change at all, his smile was still as kind as before.
"Grandpa Lin, you..." I was so shocked that I was almost speechless.
At this time, Uncle Lin came out, holding a box of painkillers, pointing at this and asking: "Is this the one?"
I turned around with a look of horror on my face. He seemed to sense something was wrong with me and asked again: "What's wrong?"
I shook my head quickly. I think my eyes may have been dazzled just now. But then I thought about it, no, that voice just now really existed!
Uncle Lin thought I was strange, but he was too embarrassed to ask further. I handed the money to Uncle Lin, and while he was looking for change, I secretly glanced at the wicker chair next to me, but it was empty and there was no one there.
I ran back home as if I was running away.
