traffic light

Looking at her panicked look, my thoughts went back to 15 years ago.

I came home with pigeon soup.

When the door was pushed open, the room was pitch black, and the air was eerily quiet.

I turned on the light and saw a patch of bright red blood on the ground.

The pigeon soup was overturned.

My younger sister, who has a little temper and always likes to eat vegetables and meat, was lying quietly on the ground, with blood flowing from her chest.There were large swaths of blood on her snow-white skirt, like a coquettish red rose blooming in the snow.

The stepmother held a kitchen knife in her hand and looked dull.A drop of blood hung on the tip of the knife, and it seemed to have condensed before it fell.

I ran out of the house screaming loudly, and all the voice-activated lights in the corridor were turned on by my voice.

The neighbor's uncle heard my cries, walked out of the door, saw the scene in my house, was so frightened that his hands trembled and called the police.

When the stepmother was taken away by the police, her nose burst into tears, and her sallow face was full of remorse.

She said, "Xiao Ning, I didn't kill your sister on purpose, I lost control temporarily..."

How did you do it at that time?

Crying loudly, "You pay back my sister, you murderer, go to death! Go to death!"

It is obviously a sad memory that makes me breathless when I think about it, but when I think about it now, it feels like a world away.

The little bird dropped the millstone around its neck and crushed the stepmother to death.

Sad, angry, helpless. . .Those childhood shadows that have troubled me for many years seem to dissipate the moment the millstone is thrown down.

"The red light is over, and finally there is a green light." The corner of the boss's mouth curled up, as if he was a little happy.

red light?green light?boss?I am now. . .In the boss' car!

I just had a dream?Or crossed a world?I'm in a bit of a trance.

The boss shrugged his nose and sniffed twice, "Why do I smell fish?"

Fish smell?broken!It may be that the dried spicy fish in my briefcase was spilled.

I woke up instantly, quickly opened the briefcase, and found that the bag containing the spicy small dried fish was loose, but fortunately it was not spilled.

However, with just a small opening, the boss can smell the smell of fish. How good is this nose?I was a little shocked.

The boss saw that I was about to tie the bag, and was a little anxious, "Don't tie it, give me two bites first!"

? ? ?The handsome and domineering president actually likes to eat small things in private!fish!Dry!

The cute spot was stabbed firmly and firmly, and I was immediately speechless in comfort.

"Hurry up!" The boss urged on.

I quickly fed the boss two mouthfuls of dried fish.

Seeing the boss chewing the small dried fish, his face full of intoxication, he praised in a low voice, "Not bad, it still tastes the same~"

Um?This is obviously a small dried fish made by myself.Or what does that smell mean?

The boss glanced at me appreciatively, and I saw that the boss's black eyes had turned into yellow eyes with vertical pupils, which looked like a cat's eyes.

I suddenly remembered a black kitten I rescued when I first came to this city three years ago.I found an injured little black cat on the way to find a job, took it home and raised it for a while.The little black cat is very proud, and usually ignores me, except when I feed it dried fish, it will meow a few times and rub my legs like a baby, but after its injury heals Just ran away without a trace.

Later, I found a job in Shengding, and I occasionally saw it in the small garden near the company, so I prepared small dried fish every day to wait for the cat owner's blessing.

Boss, will it be. . .That little black cat I rescued?