Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

On New Year’s Eve, Long Mo finally came. He spent the second day of the New Year with me and then left in a hurry.

This time I felt that his expression was more solemn than before, and I knew that he must have encountered something difficult to deal with.

However, if he doesn't say anything, I won't ask. As long as he is safe and can stay with me happily for a day, even for a few hours, I will be satisfied.

I know he is sensible and I have never doubted the promise he made to me. He will definitely stay with me for another year, at most.

Time flies, a year passed quickly, and soon it was the Spring Festival of 1998. It was also on New Year's Eve that Long Mo returned to Huangjia Village.

On New Year’s Eve, the three of us spent it in Huangjia Village. It was very warm.

This year, my relationship with Long Mo took another step forward. Like many young couples, we held hands, kissed, and slept in the same bed, but we never crossed the line.

He said he wanted to save the best moment for the day when Fengfeng Guangguang married me.

On the first day of the new year, he accompanied me to visit the Wang family to pay New Year's greetings. Wang Erming and Hu Shuangyue's son had already started babbling, but the weather was too cold, so they had not put him down to walk.

Wang Daming's daughter is also two years old. Together with the three of us, there are eleven people in total. We had a lively meal. The happy scene made Long Mo's icy face reveal a long-lost smile.

However, I still felt a vague sense of uneasiness from his expression, and I had a feeling that something was going to happen to him, but what was it? I asked him, and he always smiled indifferently and told me not to worry.

On the second day of the Chinese New Year, we went to Wang Fang's house again and met Gao Youpeng. We didn't expect that they were really together.

I haven't had much contact with Gao Youpeng, but I asked Uncle Huang and he said he is a good match for Wang Fang. I am sincerely happy for this good sister.

The winter of that year was unusually cold, and before the New Year there was a heavy snowfall that occurred once in 50 years.

The snow had not yet melted, and the Central Plains was shrouded in a sudden freezing rain in winter.

Fine raindrops were floating in the sky and quickly condensed into ice in the cold air.

The branches of the trees are covered with ice, like ice sculptures, crystal clear.

The originally green leaves were frozen stiff and shivered in the wind.

The ground seemed to be covered with a layer of silver carpet, and the road became slippery and dangerous.

Vehicles were moving slowly and people were walking carefully for fear of slipping.

The entire Central Plains was immersed in this scene of ice and snow, and the cold breath permeated every corner.

People put on thick winter clothes to resist the severe cold.

The sudden extreme weather made me feel uneasy. If Long Mo hadn’t been by my side, I’m afraid my heart would have dropped to freezing point.

The car couldn't move, so we had to walk on the icy road and slip all the time these days.

On the morning of the third day of junior high school, Long Mo woke me up from my sleep for the first time.

"Feng'er, get up, let's go see the Black Dragon Pond together."

He called softly while caressing my cheek gently.

"What time is it? It's so cold, why don't you get some more sleep?"

I rubbed my sleepy eyes, reluctant to get up.

"Wake up, I made your favorite soft-boiled eggs."

He picked me up and gave me a big kiss. I was breathless from his kiss and suddenly woke up. Finally, he let me go.

"Long Mo, what did you say just now? You want to go see the Black Dragon Pond?"

My face flushed with embarrassment and I asked while putting on my clothes.

"Well, we'll go after we finish breakfast."

Long Mo's face suddenly turned gloomy and his brows were furrowed.

I don't know why he wanted to see Heilongtan.

For so many years, ever since I can remember, my grandmother has taken me to fish at the Black Dragon Pond. But in winter, we rarely go there.

I go there occasionally and there is no difference from usual. The water in Heilongtan is still black.

Because the water in the river is somewhat fluid, most of the winter the river only freezes on the sides but not in the middle.

The Black Dragon Pond is also on the shore and is also frozen. The ice only looks black and crystal clear.

Seeing his expression, I didn't say anything. I quickly washed up and went to the dining room. Uncle Huang brought me a steaming bowl of brown sugar eggs with a smile on his face.

"Feng girl, come and have something hot, it's too cold today."

Uncle Huang is becoming more and more like an old nanny. Not only does he take care of my food and drink, he also likes to nag like my grandmother.

"Uncle Huang, you eat too." I raised my foot and prepared to go to the kitchen to help him serve.

"You guys eat, you guys eat, I've already eaten." Uncle Huang quickly refused.

What happened today? He ate first? Usually the three of us eat together.

"Eat it, Uncle Huang said he doesn't like sweet food."

Long Mo also came over with a bowl. Actually, I know that he doesn't like sweets either, but I love brown sugar eggs. Whenever I make this, he will always accompany me to eat two.

After eating, we slid towards the river.

The ice and snow on the main road has almost melted because there are so many people walking on it, but the ice and snow on the small paths are still hard.

I finally reached the edge of Black Dragon Pond, and the scene before me left me dumbfounded.

The severe cold of winter enveloped the earth and the river was frozen.

The originally flowing river water now stands still, as if it was frozen in time.

The ice surface is flat and smooth, like a huge mirror, reflecting the sky and the surrounding scenery.

The sunlight shines on the ice, flashing dazzling light, as if covering the surface of the river with a layer of silver gauze.

The thickness of the ice varies. In some places it is so transparent that you can vaguely see the water plants on the riverbed, while in other places it is covered with thick layers of ice, appearing a deep blue.

The trees along the river were also covered with ice, and the branches were hung with crystal clear icicles, like strings of crystal bead curtains.

When the breeze blows, the icicles collide with each other, making crisp sounds, as if they were nature's wind chimes.

The land in the distance is also covered with snow, which contrasts with the frozen river surface, forming a quiet and beautiful winter picture.

What surprised me was that the Black Dragon Pond was not frozen like in previous years. The deep black water was shaking slightly and emitting wisps of black mist.

"Long Mo, what's going on?"

I looked up at him in surprise and asked, even though he had never told me this, I knew that this Black Dragon Pond must have some connection with him.

At this moment, his brows were instantly furrowed, and a deep knot formed between his eyebrows, as if an invisible force was pulling the muscles there.

His lips were unconsciously pursed into a straight line, and the originally rosy lip color gradually faded and turned a little pale. The corners of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly, as if a dangerous breath had penetrated into his body through his pores, making him fall into a state of extreme anxiety.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he didn't say anything, I nervously held his hand and asked anxiously.

After a long time, he regained his previous expression and pulled me back.

"Go back, Feng'er, it's okay, I will take care of it."

As usual, he didn't want to talk, so I didn't ask and just followed him back obediently.