How to break if you just want to be a writer?

Mrs. A didn't speak, she just cried.

Crying heart-rendingly, the image is completely lost.

I stood by, bewildered.

After all, I have never encountered such a situation before, and it is normal to panic for a while.

All I can do is hand over a tissue and cry silently with her here.

Because this place is no longer within the scope of the Witch's Garden, I don't know how many people were attracted by the crying.When he saw Mrs. A and me, he shook his head slowly.

After 10 minutes, Mrs. A's crying stopped.

"I want to sign a contract with the witch."

When she said this, she gritted her teeth.

It was as if he had made up his mind and would not change it.

When I heard such words, I was a little confused for a while.

But he reacted quickly, and led Mrs. A into the witch's courtyard.

Madam couldn't get in without me leading the way, even though the witch's courtyard was right behind her, and the distance between the two was no more than three meters.

What is the principle?I don't know, and I dare not ask.

Sometimes I am still a little curious, if there is no spokesperson for the witch, how can the witch attract customers!

Regarding this question, I dare not ask.

Then again, when I was leading the way, I had already imagined a big scene.

After Mrs. A signed a contract with the witch, she got a card.Then he returned to Mr. A with the card and handed it to Mr. A.

"Sorry, I wasn't ready before, can you forgive me?"

"Ma'am, I did not misread you, you are the best person in the world."

Since then, the two have lived a happy life.

When I brought Mrs. A in front of the witch, my imagination was over.

But brain supplements are brain supplements, not necessarily reality.

For example, the fact that Mrs. A and Mr. A live a happy life is doubtful.

Can people like Mr. A really bring happiness?Judging from his current behavior, what he brought was only destruction.

In fact, I don't quite agree with Mrs. A and the Witch's Contract.

But I am an employee of the witch, and an outsider.There is really no position to say such a thing, so I can only shake my head secretly and sigh.

This time, Mrs. A's signing process went very smoothly.

But after a while, the two parties negotiated the conditions and signed the contract.

I've been entertaining from the sidelines and have seen the deal firsthand.Then I understood that people in the world should not be underestimated.

The content of Mrs. A's transaction is also money, a lot of money.

It's just that she is for herself, not for him as Mr. A hoped.

Besides, Mrs. A has a deal.

"I want to leave here. It's best to change my face. It's good to be ordinary. Don't let him recognize it."

The witch also agreed to this condition.

Soon, Mrs. A changed her face to that of an ordinary woman.

It's just how I feel that Mrs. A has two faces now?One on the surface and one on the inside.Overlapping each other, it looks a little weird.

Although I felt a little strange, I didn't say anything.

After all, this is the witch's ability, so it's not surprising if something happens, as long as it doesn't reveal itself.

Not long after, Mrs. A left feeling disappointed.

I watched her back go away, and slowly shook my head.

I just hope that she can live the life she wants and not be tortured like before.

Back at the Witch's Courtyard, I checked the funds in my account and turned to ask the Witch.

"Why is there more money this time than last time?"

The witch said meaningfully: "The soul is also valuable."

I opened my mouth, almost stunned.

In other words, Mrs. A's soul price is more expensive than Mr. A's soul price?

In fact, think about it, this is also what it should be.

After all, Mrs. A is not Mr. A. Not only does she not know about domestic violence, she also doesn't expect others to pay the price of her soul to exchange money for herself.

The plants in the garden are mature again, and I quickly picked them.

Fortunately, there are all kinds of machines to help, otherwise I would be dizzy from exhaustion.

The next thing is simple, put it in the warehouse for storage.

The warehouse in the courtyard is also a very magical building, because the things placed in it will not change for hundreds of thousands of years.

I also dug out ginseng from the inside, which is said to have been obtained by a witch 300 years ago, and it looks extraordinarily precious.

The things I pick, of course, won't stay here forever.When a certain amount is stored, they will be sold together.

Or when those big hotels have orders, I will drag things over to them in exchange for money.

After working for a long time, I finally finished dealing with the things in the courtyard.So I bid farewell to the witch and went out chic.For example, order a sukiyaki pot and drink a glass of beer.

It's just that I never expected that Mr. A came to me for the third time.And the first time he came, he was asking questions, and his temper was quite bad.

"Where's my wife? Where did you take her?"

Since I am in a public place now, after Mr. A finished speaking, countless people cast various glances.

Some people picked up their mobile phones and seemed to want to call the police.

I was afraid that they would misunderstand and thought that I had done something serious about kidnapping women, so I actively called the police.

So he immediately wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked with a serious face: "Where did you come to ask me, an outsider, where is your wife? Why don't you ask yourself, why do you want domestic violence?"

When everyone heard this, the way they looked at Mr. A changed for a moment.

As for where did Mrs. A go?They are not interested.

Because of Mr. A's actions, Mrs. A is most likely to hide herself.

Probably this kind of gaze was too sharp, Mr. A looked left and right, and walked away.

I pouted and continued to eat.

It's just a customer, what's more important than your own health.

A few days later, a certain coffee shop.

I looked at the familiar middle-aged man in front of me, and my face fell.

"Why are you here again? Don't ask me where your wife is? I only met her once, and I'm not familiar with her."

The person sitting opposite me is none other than Mr. A.

This is already the fourth time that Mr. A has come to see me, and the after-sales service does not provide such services!

Mr. A didn't get angry this time, but smiled extremely flatteringly.

"No, this is my son..."

As he spoke, he pushed a boy in front of me.

Most of all, when I was young, I still had a bit of rebelliousness.

In the words that people are familiar with, it is probably a little wolf dog, a little fresh meat.

I withdrew my casual gaze, looked at Mr. A with a puzzled expression, and asked, "Why are you introducing him to me? Do you want him to be like you? Then I will take you to find the witch."

Mr. A quickly shook his head and said, "My son is young and handsome. He looks like a great guy at first glance. Do you think this is okay? Let's get married."

******

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the north wind howled.

Yamashita Jizhen rubbed his hands together, amazed!

"You have two magical turning points all of a sudden, not bad, not bad."

Kurokawa Kana raised his head and asked, "Don't you see it?"

Yamashita Jizhen asked: "Do you mean that the reason why Mr. A mentioned the marriage is for money, or that in Mr. A's heart, the son is more important than the wife? Or Mrs. A and this son have a bad relationship, so it's a matter of abandoning Mr. A." At the same time, you also abandoned your son?"

Kurokawa Kana smiled slightly and said, "You can see it all, it's amazing."