Stage [Republic of China]

Yes, I want to know if it was spring last night. It's a dream, just find that silk shirt.

Xu Jishan's entire body felt as if he had been spat out, and she stopped looking at the account, walked hurriedly, turned around and walked outside.

Shopkeeper Lu chased after him. "Hey, boss, didn't you say you need to reconcile accounts?"

"That's right later." Xu Jishan raised her hand and straightened the neckline of her shirt.He is arrogant and high-spirited, like a male peacock spreading its tail.

"What about going to northern Hebei?"

"Huh?" Xu Jishan stopped for a while, then turned around and asked, "Going to North Hebei? Who said you're going to North Hebei?"

"Huh?" Shopkeeper Lu felt that the always reliable shop was a bit unreliable today.As if he was still hungover, he spoke upside down.

But the boss is the boss.

Shopkeeper Lu slandered, but he didn't dare to show his emotions on his face at all, and said with an apologetic smile: "Boss, you said yesterday that you were going to northern Hebei, and I have already ordered you to go. The carriages and horses are all ready, and the guys have three One can be transferred. Looking back, I have to ask the boss to go through the goods list again to see if there is anything missing?"

"I'm not going." Xu Jishan waved his hand, put his right hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

"……ah?"

Without looking back, Xu Jishan hurriedly got into the car and went straight to Xu's house to ask Mama Wu where did the black silk shirt go?

On this side, Shui Jiu is already putting down the door panel.He had sold out at three o'clock in the afternoon, and now he had to sit down and check his accounts.When the crackling abacus was over and the accounts were almost cleared, he raised his head and lightly patted his sore shoulder.

As soon as he raised his head, he inadvertently caught sight of the black silk shirt hanging on the coat rack in the corner from the corner of his eye.

Last night when he went out to settle accounts with the felt-hatted man, Xu Jishan chased up from behind and put this black silk shirt on him.Now that he came back, he didn't expect to bring Xu Jishan's black silk shirt with him.

What a troublesome fellow!

Shui Jiu sighed, got up and walked to the coat rack, thinking about how to quietly return the black silk shirt to its original owner.Cold white fingers suddenly touched a hard metal object, hey, Xu Jishan seems to have stuffed something in the pocket of the silk shirt?

Shui Jiu flipped the pocket of the black silk shirt casually, he didn't want to see it, he just touched it outside.The fingers feel round and hard, like a pocket watch.

Shui Jiu turned the black silk shirt in another direction, and carefully sorted out the wrinkle marks, but with a bang, the thing fell out of the pocket unexpectedly.

It turned out to be a picture frame in gold enamel, adorned with thin gold chains.It's exquisite!

Shui Jiu bent down to pick it up, and when it fell just now, the clasp had been slightly opened, exposing the half-frame small portrait inside.I don't know whose portrait Xu Jishan hides so deeply, keeping it in his heart every day?

Shui Jiu had a thought, thinking, anyway, it has already bounced off, why not take a look at whose portrait it is?But as soon as he thought about it, he immediately became alert, and his whole body felt wrong.

He and Xu Jishan had never known each other in life, and he had confessed his love to each other several times, and now he clearly knew that the other party had that kind of thought about him.Why did he still want to spy on other people's affairs?

No, really no.

Shui Jiu scolded herself secretly in her heart, unable to hold back the twitching pain in her heart.Even with his eyes closed, he knew that the little portrait in the frame was not him, but someone else.While Xu Jishan comforted and coaxed him in every possible way, at the same time, she kept the little portraits of others in her heart day and night.Ah!

Shui Jiu closed her eyes forcefully, her face pale unconsciously.After an unknown amount of time, he opened the photo frame with trembling fingers.Unexpectedly, there was a small portrait of a girl in the photo frame.

The girl on the small portrait is obviously from Nanyang, with wheat-colored skin, high nose and deep eyes, slightly pursed lips, and a very serious expression.On the left temple is a butterfly hair comb with cloisonné enamel, and around the neck are strings of round pearl necklaces.

Because it is a small bust, Shui Jiu can only tell from the other butterfly hair comb on the girl's head and the thick pearl necklace around her neck that she is a lady from a wealthy family.By coincidence, the Nanyang cousin that Xu Jishan had mentioned to him in Jibei City suddenly flashed across Shui Jiu's heart.

"...my cousin is indeed engaged to me."

With a click, when these words crossed Shui Jiu's heart, it was as if a blade had cut a blood vessel.

Shui Jiu's mouth was full of bitterness.Eyelids drooped slightly, and there was a bloody pain in his heart.

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◎"A ray of love leads to the heart"◎

Shui Jiu pinched the gold-rimmed enamel photo frame, and she didn't know where all the hatred came from!

Oh, just teasing him.

Shui Jiu's eyes were red as if they were about to bleed, he didn't realize it until his wrists trembled slightly and the corners of his eyes began to twitch.Die!He and Xu Jishan only met a few times half-truthfully, and the other party was kind to him, so it's over.What is he still hoping for?

Shui Jiu sneered, and solemnly put the photo frame into the black silk shirt, then straightened the folds of the black silk shirt and hung it on the coat rack, turned around and closed the door, and retreated to the utility room in the corner of the second floor go to bed.

It's night, there is wind and rain outside, and the leaves are rustling.Jingxi is not as good as northern Hebei, where the autumn cold outside the Great Wall is particularly severe.Before going to bed, Shui Jiu's mood fluctuated too much, and she felt a little uncomfortable at night. The raindrops were crackling on the window, and the wind was so loud that it seemed that even the window panels were about to be thrown away.He started coughing when he got up to close the window, and when he curled up on the bed again, the coughing got worse and he couldn't sleep.

I don't know what time it is. It's hazy, and it wakes up four or five nights in a row.

When it was about to dawn, the sound of raindrops outside gradually died down, and Shui Jiu felt vaguely that she had fallen asleep.He said he fell asleep, but in fact he had a weird dream.Shui Jiu has had this dream since she was a child, even in the dream she knows that she is dreaming again.

In the dream, there was a hazy bluish-white mist, a large swath of fog, and he walked in it with deep feet and shallow feet, without seeing the ancients in front of him, or those who came behind.

"Ah Jiu, come here." Mother lay on the bed again and waved to him, lazily raising her fingernails painted with Kodan.In this mist, my mother is as delicate and beautiful as the impatiens under the window in summer.

Shui Jiu didn't want to go there.

His mother passed away when he was five years old, and every time he dreamed of his mother being a ghost, nothing good happened.But in the dream, he couldn't control it, and he still walked towards the sick bed with deep feet and shallow feet.Mother was coughing again on the bed. While coughing, she raised a hand painted with bright red Kodan from the mist, holding an emerald bong in her hand.

Shui Jiu walked over and knelt down in front of the couch, and lit a cigarette for her mother as usual, the smoke bubbles ignited leisurely, and a blue, large, wet mist like rain enveloped Shui Jiu.

The mother on the sickbed started coughing again.

Shui Jiu finished lighting the fireworks, put down the paper matchmaker carefully, and beat her mother's leg with her little hand.Every time in this dream, he is always dragged back to the year when he was five years old, but today... Shui Jiu accidentally discovered that the hands that were beating his mother's legs were slender and powerful, and the skin on the back of the hands was cold and white, which was his adult appearance .

Huh?Tonight is a little different.Shui Jiu in the dream was consciously surprised.

The mother on the sickbed suddenly said quietly, "Ah Jiu, do you have someone happy in your heart?"

"No."

He retorted too quickly.

The mother on the sickbed smiled quietly.My mother was originally a wealthy business lady, if she hadn't eloped with his father, a prodigal son, she might have been able to marry into a rich family and become an official wife.

In her dream, Shui Jiu couldn't see her mother's appearance clearly, but could only hear the voice, which also came from the fog. "Ah Jiu, don't hide it from me."

Mother smiled leisurely on the sickbed.The laughter was quiet at first, and then suddenly hysterical, with a crying tone.

The hand that painted the bright red Kodan was beating the bed.

The woman on the sickbed was coughing violently one after another, accompanied by bursts of crying and laughing wails, piercing the eardrums, and then piercing the sky.

Shui Jiu always felt that she had heard such a movement somewhere.But it shouldn't be at the mother's bedside!

Should not!

Shui Jiu suddenly felt scared in her heart.Looking closely again, the mother on the sick bed suddenly disappeared, and Lulu stood in front of him covered in blood.Lulu stretched out her hand, and the bright red Kodan turned into dripping blood.

"Give me back, give me back..." Lulu screamed at him in the mist.

Shui Jiu was terrified, struggling to turn around and escape, but was caught by pale ghost hands one after another.

"Ah... ah..." His throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, and he opened his mouth to call for help urgently, but he couldn't utter a word for a long time.The bottom of his feet was heavy, and countless pale ghost hands entangled his legs like vines and went up the arms, piercing into his white skin, oozing blood like black mud.

Lulu got closer and closer, and every time she took a step, there was a slap, and a puddle of blood flowed from the bottom of her feet. "Give me back...give me back..."

Shui Jiu closed her eyes forcefully, clenched her hands into fists, interrupting her abruptly. "What do you give me back?"

"Hahaha——" Lulu laughed hysterically, her body flickering in and out of the fog, and then her laughter suddenly changed to shrill. "Head! Give me back my head—!"

"what!"

Shui Jiu suddenly woke up, his body dripping with sweat.

It all started when he took out a photo in Xu Jishan's pocket.Shui Jiu hugged the quilt and sat on the head of the bed, gasping for breath. After a long while, she managed to regain her composure, and hurriedly got out of bed with bare feet, not caring about any rear ends, and directly wrapped the black silk shirt with a bag. Pi tied a tight knot.

Open the window again and look around, the sound of people walking can be heard outside the window one after another, and some people started queuing at the entrance of the water bank despite the heavy rain.

It was almost dawn.

Shui Jiu calmed down slightly.

Half an hour later, he followed the