Write a love letter with grass on the grave

Xincao woke up in her own bed.There was the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding in the kitchen. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling in confusion.

"Sister." Xiaoping lay on the side of the bed, looking at her with bright black eyes.

"Sister, isn't she afraid of that man named Jiang An?"

"What, what?" Xin Cao turned her neck and looked at her wearily.

Xiaoping said tremblingly: "When I saw him, I felt very scared, very scared, and I hated him."

"So you took the book and threw it at him?"

Xiaoping laughed: "Anyway, sister, please be careful of Jiang An, and even the people around him."

Who can be around Jiang An?Zhao Sheng?Well, there seems to be one more...

Yuan Zuo.

If you just look at Yuan Zuo, you will never suspect that there is anything wrong with Jiang An.

Such a gentle person who is cooking for himself in the kitchen at this moment, I really can't hate him.

And after seeing her, I feel kind, I always feel that I have seen her somewhere and heard her voice somewhere.It's just that I can't remember it for a while.

Xin Cao subconsciously wants to get close to her.

"Look, a girl still has to take care of herself when she's alone outside. You haven't eaten well recently, and you fainted in the hospital because of malnutrition." Yuan Zuo walked into the bedroom with a plate, and saw her wake up with a soft voice. call her.

Malnutrition?Isn't it because of the strange fog that I saw?Xin Cao glanced at Xiaoping, who had a cold smile on her face, as if she was saying to Yuan Zuo, "Go ahead and lie."

This person is lying, she knows exactly what happened.

In other words, she is exactly what Xiaoping said.

Xin Cao suddenly felt that Yuan Zuo's gentle voice was harsh.She took a few mouthfuls of food as if coping, and her smile became unnatural.

Why are you lying to me?

What are you hiding from me?

Yuan Zuo didn't seem to notice anything wrong with Xin Cao.Before going out, she also said to Xin Cao: "I opened a video store, you can come and play."

Like greeting a friend.

Xin Cao nodded and closed the door.

After Yuan Zuo went down a few steps, Xin Cao opened the door a little bit, silently looking at the empty stairs above.

She remembered the scene when Yuan Zuo pressed on her that day.The fragrance of the girl's body spread in the air, and her lips brushed Xincao's ears.

Yuan Zuo's face lying on the bed was pink and translucent due to the sun's rays.

Xin Cao suddenly heard her own heartbeat.

Boom, boom.

It wasn't fast, but it was loud and hard, and it hurt her chest.

What's wrong with me?

The next day, Xincao went to a place.

Such places are hidden and sometimes appear at specific times.There is a street near Xin Cao’s house, and there is a temple fair every year in March of the lunar calendar. There are some fortune tellers on the street, and the doors of some small temples are also opened—Xin Cao and her classmates once went in, because they sat there and chanted The woman backed away in fright.

The place Xincao is going to this time is only open on the [-]th and [-]th day of each lunar month.She looked up at the bells on the eaves, then cowered away from the dogs barking at her in the yard.

"Come in, the dog just saw something on you."

Xin Cao originally doubted whether the old lady was really capable.Upon hearing this, she immediately felt relieved.Since he can see the baby spirit on his body, he must really understand something.

So after entering the door, she said eagerly to the old woman who was kneeling in front of the statue: "Old woman, do you know how the baby spirit on my body came from?"

"Yingling, if you really had one, you would have died a long time ago." The neatly combed old woman snorted coldly, "Only half of her is with you. The half with the heaviest resentment is somewhere else."

"Mother-in-law, where is she?"

The old woman's eyes, which had been closed just now, opened: "It's useless if you know where she is. She is under the watchful eye of an old demon with high morals. And the old demon promised her that he will help her avenge her."

The old woman grinned with withered lips, and smiled: "The enemy is you."

Qingtai Road.old house.

This is an old street in the city.Yuan Zuo followed Jiang An who had been discharged into the old house, and asked worriedly as he walked, "Is your head really healed?"

"It's okay." Jiang An pushed the door open.

Dust flies in the house.When the sun shines in, the bright red lips of a porcelain doll placed against the wall stand out.

"Half ran away. What was originally here is everything. But it doesn't matter, that half will gradually become full of resentment, and then be manipulated by this side to kill her bit by bit for fun."

Yuan Zuo opened his mouth slightly, he wanted to say something but finally held back.

With her back turned to her, Jiang An said coldly, "You can say whatever you want."

"You and her...should have no enmity."

"Yuan Zuo, have you forgotten what I do? I help transfer curses to people. This time I went to help someone for free. That person is a distant relative in my family."

Hearing this, Yuan Zuo's emotions became a little uncontrollable: "Family? Is it that family? Jiang An, why are you connected with that conscienceless family again!"

The always gentle Yuan Zuo broke out.She rarely called Jiang An's name directly, this time she was extremely angry.She was angry with Jiang An for accepting a thief as his father, and angry at him for working for such a family that was not as good as a beast.In her opinion, this kind of family should have been extinct long ago.

"Why? Because after I was almost killed half my life, they protected me, and one of the men was willing to cover for my new identity, and the wife and children were separated. You know, that man is willing to be my servant , he called me father. Shouldn't I repay such a great kindness?"

Yuan Zuo laughed mockingly: "Yes, a great kindness. I almost forgot that in your opinion, killing your sister is not considered a grudge, and you wish your sister would die sooner."

"Yuan Zuo!" Jiang An's tone suddenly became sharp, "Don't talk to me like this, don't forget, I will give you your life."

Yuan Zuo tried to calm down after hearing this, but his heart was still filled with uncontrollable sadness.

In fact, you still think that incident is hatred, right?

But you, you let kindness overshadow hatred.

You said that you want me to remember to distinguish between grievances and resentments for the rest of my life.

But you didn't do it, Jiang An, you didn't do it.

In the evening, Xin Cao called Yuan Zuo.

"Tomorrow, I want to go to your place to play."