Withered

"Ah!" Nosley yelled, squatted down, closed his eyes, and covered his ears. Bessie was startled, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Nosley? Nosley?"

Nosley's heart was pounding in his chest, and he restrained his trembling. Bessie picked him up quickly and said loudly, "It's all right, nothing happened. Let's go back, Nosley."

Back home, Nosri's condition was much better, and the whole family breathed a sigh of relief. The outspoken Leah said, "It's better not to go out in the future."

Bessie glared at her, and she covered her mouth quickly.

At night, Nosley fell into a deep sleep, and in his dream, the voice of the man on the clock tower at that time suddenly appeared, "Stop, Freeman", the voice was very low, and these five words lingered in his ears, which made him feel very Peace of mind, just like the wonderful effect that the cross on his chest brought to him.

Suddenly, the man in the dream said, "Nosri."

Nosley opened his eyes, and there was darkness in front of him. He couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, and then he heard the man say, "Don't be afraid."

Nosley sat up quickly, he wanted to light the candlestick, but it was too dark, he couldn't see anything, he sat on the bed for a while, his heart was beating fast, but he knew, it didn't seem to be fear, a There is a secret excitement hidden in his heart, something is stimulating him.

At this time, a flash of lightning flashed outside the window, and Nosley got out of bed and walked to the window. He put his hand on the cross on his chest and watched the lightning from a distance, just like he did a year ago.

Suddenly he saw someone standing on the dirt road outside the yard. He was startled and wanted to hide, but his body seemed not to listen to his advice, his neck turned stiffly, and a flash of lightning passed by, and he clearly saw that person.

It was a handsome young man, with a hat on, and golden, shining hair, as could be seen from the sideburns, with deep-set eyes, a somewhat high nose, and thin lips, if I must describe it, Nosley thought, He is really a person who is suitable to stand in the first snow in Hard Town, so that Nosley himself forgot to see it. After a while, Nosley realized that he slid under the window sill with a "boom", Leaning his back against the wall, he clutched his chest and panted.

That man seemed to walk into his mind, and when he closed his eyes, it was his handsome face.

A light drizzle suddenly floated outside the window, hitting the window sill, and some fell on Nosley's shoulders. He wanted to pull the window back, but he sat on the ground and stretched out his hand vigorously, but he still couldn't reach the window.

Nosley thought to himself, since it was raining, that person must have left, so he hid by the window and quietly revealed half of his head. As a result, the young man was still standing there with his head raised, showing his slender neck, Looking at Nosley's window.

This is really rude.Nosley thought, hiding behind the wall again.

But after a while, the rain became more and more heavy, and when it hit the ground drop by drop, it would definitely splash muddy water on the dirt road. Whoever went out now, his pants would definitely be completely wet.The rain had come into the room too, and if the curtains were wet they would give off a bad smell and Mrs. Brown would be angry.

Nosley simply ignored it, stood in front of the window as fast as he thought, pulled the window back, and locked it with a click. Everything outside the window was blocked by glass. At the same time, Nosley also saw, The strange man has disappeared.

A month later, when Northley was about to forget about him, the man didn't show up again, and this happened again and again. After half a year, Northley also knew that the man was on NO.15 night every month. It appeared after zero o'clock, stood motionless on the dirt road outside Brown's house, and disappeared miraculously after a while.

And Nosri's fear from the beginning was gradually replaced by curiosity—who is that man?What the hell are you doing standing there?

It was another NO.15, the weather was very good, and the full moon lit up the whole Hader Town.After zero o'clock, Nosri quietly went to the window to look out like the usual NO.15 night, but strangely, there was no one there.

A strong feeling of disappointment invaded his heart, and Nosri didn't want to believe it. He simply stood in front of the window and looked at the whole dirt road carefully, but there was no sign of that person.

"It's a very good thing that he's gone at last," Northley said to himself, and he went back to bed, lay down, tossed and turned, and asked himself again very quietly, "Why didn't he come?"

Until one o'clock in the morning, although Nosri was already lying on the bed, he always went to look at the window after a while. I don't know how many times he got out of bed to look out the window, and the man finally appeared.

Nosley gently pinched his cross, without hesitating for a while, tiptoed, stepped lightly, went outside the room to get a black umbrella, and returned to the room, very well, the man is still there, he Quickly opened the window, turned it down familiarly, lowered his head to open the umbrella, tilted the umbrella to cover his face, he walked in front of the man, the man did not go away, and there was a yard fence between them , in Northley's view, this fence can guarantee his safety.

Nosley could only see the man's boots, but he couldn't see anything else. He boldly asked, "Why do you always stand here on this day?"

"Look at you," the man said.

Jesus, that voice is the one that said "Stop, Freeman"!Nosley recognized it immediately, and he couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

The man didn't hear his question, and seemed to be curious why Nosley was holding an umbrella, and he said, "It didn't rain tonight."

Nosri shook his hand holding the umbrella, and asked persistently, "Can you tell me who you are?"

"You can call me Morton." The man continued, "If you come to the tower again, there will be nothing in it that can bring you danger."

"What?" Nosley frowned. He recalled the danger at that time, and especially wanted to know the expression of this man at this time, but that would expose his face. He was holding the umbrella tightly, and he still had a lot of words in his heart To ask a man, for example, why he came in more than an hour later today than before.

But the man turned around, and the black boots left Nosley's sight under the umbrella. Nosley panicked and quickly put away the umbrella without hesitation, but the man's figure was already hidden in the night, blending with the darkness. One body, quickly disappeared before his eyes.

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