Sign a contract with the devil

Awakening

The train happened to pass through a pine forest, and Michael, who was reading a book, raised his head and looked out of the window. At this time, it was snowing heavily, and the pine trees were covered with snow, which reminded him of the decorated Christmas trees at Christmas. .I have been spending Christmas with Gabriel and Belial for the past few years. For some reason, when this festival comes, I think of a person, no, or it should be said to be a vague figure, that person should be the star of the morning light, he His name is Lucifer.

"The scenery outside is really beautiful, the snow is so heavy, there is a beautiful lake in Madrid, it's really special to go for a walk by the lake in snowy days. I went there once, it was ten years ago, when I I'm still wearing short sleeves, and I'll catch a cold the next day if I wear such thin clothes in heavy snow." The man rubbed one hand with the other.

Michael didn't say anything.

"The first time I saw you, I thought you were very familiar. I thought, maybe I can have a conversation with you. How boring it would be if there is no one to talk to for such a long distance."

Michael stood up abruptly, and he said, "I won't read the book anymore, I'm going to watch the carriage for a while."

The man looked at him in surprise, Michael didn't show a smile on his face, the man saw his determination, and twisted his face.Michael walked straight to the lookout car, leaving the man behind.

The observation car was at the last section of the train, standing there could get a wide view, the snow drifted into the car along with the wind, wearing only two thin clothes, Michael immediately felt a little cold.But at this time, it was impossible to go back and add some clothes, so Michael had to stand in the corner to block the wind. Although it blocked the wind and snow, it also blocked his vision.A trace of remorse flashed in Michael's mind, but that person would rub against him in a while. If you think about it this way, it won't be so cold to stay here.

Besides him, there were only three people sitting in the observation car.Two older ladies were sitting together, talking cheerfully, and across from them was a man with a book in his hand.Michael forgot the cold when he saw four egrets flying across a small frozen river, the egrets circling in the air and falling back down to the river.When the train passed by, these egrets were not disturbed. They stretched out their chests, stretched their necks, and made elegant postures, standing leisurely on the river.

Gabriel had called when the train stopped at a station. Michael got off the train. There were railways on both sides, and only four tracks were visible on the platform, as well as small stones to pave the way.Michael bought a loaf of bread in the trolley in the middle of the platform. Half of the journey was over, and he only needed ten more hours to reach Madrid.

There was a sound urging people to get in the car, and Michael returned to the seat, this time the man was not in the seat.Michael was sitting in front of the window, and the train started to move slowly. Michael picked up the book and continued to read. At this moment, the brakes were suddenly applied, and the whole train trembled. The carriage shook a few times, and the train stopped.

People were talking quietly, everyone was waiting for the train to restart, there was some commotion in No. 15 car, just in front of the car where Michael was staying, there were two people in uniform standing at the junction of the two cars , to keep others out. One minute and one minute passed, and someone was yelling loudly, causing everyone to panic.An authoritative voice sounded in the official car, but the conversation in the car drowned it out, making it impossible to hear what it was saying.

Michael stood up and walked to the front of the carriage. He saw blood flowing from the toilet in the carriage. The door of the toilet was ajar, and a hand was exposed inside. The sleeve was made of gray cashmere.Michael had an ominous premonition, but he couldn't explain why, but he always felt familiar looking at that hand.

Men in uniform blocked the two entrances to the train cars and told them to hurry back to their seats.He went back to his seat, when four guys in police uniforms came up from the entrance of the car, and they walked straight up to Michael, took out their police IDs, and questioned him.The bad premonition came again. Michael answered some simple questions. He thought they were going around the corner to relax his vigilance. The policeman who took out his police ID told him that this was just a routine questioning.

"What happened?" Michael asked them.

The four police officers looked at each other, and one of them said to him: "It's nothing, I've finished all the questions I need to ask. Please, we will come to you if there is any situation."

The toilet door at the junction of the carriages was opened, and a stretcher was lifted out, covered with a white cloth.The policeman stood there for a while and went out with the stretcher.The mother and son sitting opposite Michael went to the section of the dining car, and when she returned, the child had fallen asleep in her arms.She said to Michael, "Can't see anything, they've got him covered."

"What happened?" Michael asked her. He knew she must have some gossip, and she looked like she had a secret to share.

"Someone committed suicide," she said. "You'd never guess who it was."

"who is it?"

"It's the man who was talking to you just now, the man sitting next to you. He cut his own throat with a knife in the toilet, and the blood flowed all over the place. It was really scary. I was just going to fetch hot water. I was startled to see the blood coming out of the crack in the door. He didn't look like someone who was going to commit suicide, which is weird."

Fifteen to twenty ten minutes later the train started moving.Michael couldn't read the book, so he walked to the front of the car, where the toilet door was ajar, and there was no blood on the ground, but there was a smell of disinfectant.When Michael returned to his seat, a man in uniform was stepping on the seat and rummaging through the luggage area above. He took a large black suitcase from it.

"This is his luggage. I saw him put it on it." The mother sitting opposite Michael said.

They carried his suitcase away, and Michael watched as they carried it to another car.It was as if nothing had happened in the carriage, and the evidence of the man’s presence had been wiped out. Why did he come to talk to Michael, and why did he commit suicide in the toilet? Only he himself knows the answer.Michael wanted to look outside the window, but the scenery had changed, the snow had disappeared, the pine trees had been replaced by birch trees, and there were bare tree trunks under the dark clouds, making the whole atmosphere very gloomy.The child woke up suddenly, and started crying as soon as he woke up. His mother asked him for a long time without answering, and then found out that he wet his pants.She took off his pants in public, then went through the suitcase and put on new ones for him.She took the old pants to the toilet to wash, and she asked Michael to take care of the child for her temporarily.

She came back with wet pants, put it on the table, and Michael handed the baby back to her.Michael took the book and went back to the observation car, where he sat and read until he saw the train arrive at the station.

Michael is standing at the entrance of Adocha train station in Madrid, holding a suitcase in one hand and holding a white post-it note with an address written on it in the other.There are many private cars at the gate of the station, waiting for guests. The driver got off the car and asked him where he was going, and Michael gave him the note.The driver opened the trunk door with his suitcase, put the luggage in, and opened the passenger seat door for him.Michael took his car to the destination.

It was a white bungalow with a small church next to it.The reason why it is called a small church is that it is only the size of a small house, there is no yard, and the roof is a big cross, which looks like it will fall from above at any time.Michael knocked on the door of the bungalow, and a voice came from inside, as if saying: "Wait a minute."

The door was opened by a dark-skinned maid, her body was huge and clumsy, and she was breathing heavily.

She asked who he was looking for, and Michael said, "Is there a gentleman named Raphael here?"

The maid walked inside wearing slippers, and called Rafael's name as she walked: "Sir—sir—someone is looking for you outside, and he said he is your friend."

Raphael came down from upstairs and welcomed Michael in with a smile on his face. He asked the maid to move Michael's luggage to the empty room upstairs.That room was originally a study, but there was an iron bed that was as wide as one person, and it could also be used as a guest room for entertaining guests.Michael was brought to the living room by Raphael.

"I know you have a lot of questions to ask me, but it's dinner time now. After dinner, I will answer you whatever you want to ask." Raphael helped Michael open the chair by the dining table.

They had dinner together, Raphael asked the maid to clean up the table, and he and Michael went to the room on the second floor to talk about things.Raphael's room is very clean, the sheets are white, the bookcase is also painted white, only an old wooden table is light brown.

"Before you ask questions, I have something for you." Raphael opened the door of the closet, and took out a wooden box from the pocket of a piece of clothing. He opened the wooden box, and inside was a ball of light.Raphael signaled Michael to pick up the ball of light, "This is your memory ball of light, and your memory is sealed inside. I found two, and you should find the other two by yourself."

Michael picked up the ball of light, and it melted into his fingertips little by little, and the singing of angels sounded in the room, and Michael vaguely saw an angel with white six wings, that angel had beautiful blond hair, and a pair of With sea-blue eyes, a tall nose bridge, and thin pale red lips, his face is beyond description.Michael couldn't find any words to modify that incomparable beauty, the thin lines were as graceful as a perfect sculpture.He is the Archangel Michael.

He appeared in mid-air, his body was a translucent phantom, just looking at his blurred silhouette made him breathless.He smiled at Michael, like a full moon in the sky, his brilliance filled the room, and Michael was stunned by his brilliance at that moment.He was there, not speaking, but took Michael into a distant dream.