MTL - Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits-Chapter 45 train station

But who knows, the next night, the mother still woke up, didn't want to drink water, nor went to the toilet, but walked in the room without a head, with a strange whimper in her mouth. It took a lot of effort to settle my mother, but even when she went to bed, she showed no signs of falling asleep, but frowned and kicked her legs constantly.

On the fourth day, the mad mother couldn't keep it up on my own. She started shouting wildly, scratching people with her nails, scratching the wall, and trying to throw herself off the bed. I quickly called for help from other people in the family. The family suspected that his mother was being rushed by something bad. We have a saying here that ghosts are afraid of the wicked. So my sister acted as a wicked, and reprimanded her mother with a cruel face, and the mother reluctantly calmed down under the joint suppression of several people.

We thought things would end like this, everyone was relieved. But I didn't expect that that night, my mother suddenly got up from the bed and banged her head directly over the window, breaking the glass on the ground. Our family lives on the fifth floor, and it happened just yesterday. If I didn't hear the sound in time to catch the old man, I don't know what will happen now.

Mr. Wen, I feel very scared about this. Now that the family members have gone everywhere to invite seniors to do their homework, but I don't believe in the inaccessible Taoist priests anyway, so I thought of you the first time.

Although I haven't contacted you for many years, and I don't know if you changed your address, I decided to write and try it. If you receive this letter and agree to take the commission, please rush to Beining as soon as possible.

I will never forget your great grace.

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The letter came to an end, and Wen Jiubai and I just walked near the train station.

I took the letter in my hand and looked at it repeatedly. I always felt that there was an inexplicable familiarity between the lines of the letter, but I couldn't say where it was familiar.

"Your reputation is quite far away, even someone in Beining knows you and writes to you." I mumbled as I read the letter, but I was already involuntarily thinking about the contents of the commission. "This client's My father died of paralysis, and my mother became crazy. It ’s strange to say that my grandfather also died last year. He also suffered a half-legged body for several years, and only took a breath until last year— "

I said halfway, and suddenly held my breath, then quickly picked up the envelope and stared at the dazzling signature. Wen Jiubai looked at me and showed a meaningful smile.

"Zhang Shanqiu?" I raised my head and looked at Wen Jiubai. "Is the sender Zhang Shanqiu?"

"It seems so." Wen Jiubai said with a smile.

"Zhang Shanqiu is my second aunt's name!" I threw the letter into Wen Jiubai's arms angrily. "No wonder I think the tone and handwriting of this letter are so familiar. This is clearly our family's business! What else do you say to take the commission, Obviously it was intentional! "

"Can't you say that. This letter was not written by me, nor was it floated randomly from the sky." Wen Jiubai's innocent expression, "This is an ordinary commission, and then by my ordinary Next up. "

"I believe you have a ghost!" I replied angrily, and turned to leave.

"Gu Yu!"

As soon as I turned around, I felt a strong hand holding my wrist. Wen Jiubai's low voice sounded behind me.

"I'm very sorry."

I don't know what happened. After hearing this sentence, all my anger and grievances have dissipated for a moment, and I can't get angry.

Maybe subconsciously, I have been waiting for his apology.

"Maybe I took this commission, it was indeed selfish. If you leave Yancheng without saying a word, I will definitely not accept it." Wen Jiubai's hand still held my wrist tightly.

"... Okay, I know, let go of your hand." Although I still had anger in my tone, I was out of breath.

"So, you just agree?" Wen Jiubai smiled harmlessly.

"What do you agree with?"

"Let's go home and see my parents ~"

"See you!" I punched up.

This guy hasn't changed! It ’s always like this!

It was like this, the two of us finally arrived at the train station safely, entered the waiting room and waited for the bus. I've always been sick of places like train stations. Even now, I can't get used to it.

The crowded crowd, the harsh sound of dragging luggage, countless strangers poured into this small space, giving each other a cold face. Wen Jiubai walked into the waiting room in front of me and sat down, while I was behind him and just wanted to sit down, but the seat was politely snatched by a man who looked like a migrant worker.

I stood in embarrassment with embarrassment, and Wen Jiubai's **** actually laughed.

"Luck is really bad." Wen Jiubai patted his knees generously. "Otherwise, would you sit on my lap?"

"No need! I'm just standing!" This **** dared to say such words in public, it was really annoying.

"Well, since you say that, I won't be too reluctant." Then the guy really lifted his legs contentedly and occupied the whole seat. "What do you think about the commission?"

"That's your next commission. Why can I help you think about it?" I said without thinking.

"Well, having said that, but this commission is really born to your family. Do n’t you care about it at all? Is it possible that your mother asked you to drop out of school and go home? Just do it. "

I am silent. Thinking about it like this, when she received the call yesterday, she seemed to say something like "a big thing happened at home", but I was too irritable at that time and didn't pay attention to what she said.

"You don't look like you are very familiar with the things at home." Wen Jiubai looked at me and said with a hint.

"It's not unfamiliar, I just don't care too much." I sighed and recalled, "I do have a deceased grandfather. He is a bad-tempered old man. From the time I have memories, he got blame. I was sick, my lower body was paralyzed, and I had to take care of eating and drinking Lazarus. At first, my family still took care of my heart. , And my grandfather gradually became estranged. The responsibility of taking care of my grandfather fell on my grandmother. "