That thing seemed to notice that Chi Yan looked at him again, and even squeezed through the crowd, staggering but walking towards him extremely quickly.
Chi Yan didn't dare to turn around, and only grabbed Xu Jiang's arm with his right hand and stepped back slightly, while his left hand tightly clenched the porcelain bottle between his neck.
Wherever the thing passed, there were trails of footprints soaked in water, but the people around them didn't notice it. Only Xu Jiang noticed Chi Yan's strangeness and asked him, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
Chi Yan shook his head with a pale face. There has always been a folk legend of a water ghost looking for a dead ghost. He was afraid that he would be entangled in this thing, and he was afraid that when washing his face, he would stretch out his hands from behind and press his face into the sink to suffocate to death.
If you want to hide from this kind of thing, you can't dodge just by running. If that thing is already staring at you, no matter how fast you run with Xu Jiang now, it won't help.
That thing was only five steps away from him, and Chi Yan could even smell the fishy smell and stench of the water, and feel the damp and cold aura. He put the small porcelain bottle on his chest, so nervous that he didn't have any thoughts in his mind. Time seemed to stand still, and the lake scene, the crowd, and Xu Jiang had all turned into black and white images; he felt that Xu Jiang seemed to be speaking to him, but he could not see his mouth move or hear his voice.
If he can't hide now, then before it's dark, he has to go to Xiqingshan to ask for help. I don't know if there is anything else that can't be suppressed by the ashes of the third son of Ye, Daochang Zhang has any other way.
At this moment, the thing suddenly disappeared in front of Chi Yan's eyes, without any sign, as if everything he had seen before was just an illusion created by him.
Chi Yan turned around and looked around. At this moment, the police car and the ambulance had already left, and the corpse that had been placed on the ground in the middle had disappeared. The onlookers who had not dispersed were still talking about the lake. A middle-aged uncle was on the side. Yelling and pushing the cart with sugar-fried chestnuts passing by, and laughing and laughing on the road with students riding bicycles in groups—everything is normal.
Chi Yan took out the porcelain vase and rubbed it on his lips, like a believer kissing a cross, with a kind of ease like the rest of his life, and then put the vase back. The small porcelain bottle had been hanging close to him all the time. It was contaminated with his body temperature, with a touch of warmth. Now it was suddenly taken out and the autumn wind blew, and when it was put back, it became extremely cold, as if there was a cold hand. Touching him, Chi Yan shivered from the cold.
He still couldn't see, and when the water ghost disappeared, a black figure appeared behind him. The shadow silently embraced him, wrapping his left hand around his waist from front to back, and his right hand around his chest, wrapping his arms around his neck, as if he was encircling him in his arms.
Xu Jiang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Chi Yan: "Chichi, Chichi, are you alright? What happened just now? Are you a victim of evil?"
Chi Yan slapped his hand open: "Rubber, don't talk nonsense. Let's go and sit in a coffee shop near your school. It's too cold." After that, he stomped his feet.
Xu Jiang ripped open his coat against the wind: "It's not cold at all! You are the only one!"
There is a "Green Coffee" not far from Sumin University. All the coffee, coffee, juice and other beverages in it are very bland and tasteless, but their carrot cake is delicious. The small shop is divided into upper and lower floors. It is very elegant and warm, and it is open near the school. The business is very good all day long.
Xu Jiang is a frequent visitor to this house. He has a membership card. He leads Chi Yan in, and when he opens the door, there is a sense of warmth and the aroma of coffee and cream. The storefront is well arranged, with a strong sense of space and privacy. Through the decorations such as flower stands, newspaper columns and clever sofa seating, the guests at each table can not see the situation of other tables, and they seem to be in an independent space. .
There are two cats in the store, one is ginger and the other is black and white. Xu Jiang squatted down and threw the cat in his arms, "Dahua, Erhua, do you miss me?"
Chi Yan stood beside him: "This cat is called Dahua Erhua?"
Xu Jiang: "No, one is called Monday and the other is called Friday. The names are not close to the people at all, it's like Robinson rafting. I made the big flower and the second flower, isn't it much better?"
Chi Yan squatted down in distress, and wanted to touch the chubby, miserable Friday named Erhua. Who would have thought that the fat-looking black and white cat would jump out dexterously and quickly, ran upstairs, and crouched at the corner of the stairs. Chu's eyes were wide open and he stared at Chi Yan cautiously.
Zhou, who was in Xu Jiang's arms, also became extremely uneasy after Chi Yan approached. He struggled desperately to escape from his embrace and jumped to the ground. He ran to the other side and hid behind the fabric sofa. Staring at Chi Yan.
Xu Jiang turned to look at Chi Yan, and lamented, "My big flower! How can you become such a cat and dog now? Dahua and Erhua's very close relatives have been scared away by you."
Chi Yan looked innocent: "I don't know."
He has a gentle temperament and is not hated by small animals. But there have been times when kittens and puppies ran away when they saw him—all when he was tangled in dirt.
This thought only appeared for a moment, and he was thrown away.
Now there is no sense of peeping around him, nor does he feel the cold malice. Since he brought the ashes of the third son of Ye, his surroundings have become cleaner than ever before.
There were not many people in the store at this time, so Xu Jiang and Chi Yan went up to the second floor and sat down on a four-seater beige sofa beside the flower stand. On a black and white Friday, the moment Chi Yan stepped upstairs, he ran away as quickly as he was frightened.
Xu Jiang ordered a pot of coffee and two carrot cakes. The coffee is as bland and tasteless as ever. The carrot cake is made of shredded and tiny carrots and dried fruits such as walnuts. It is covered with a thick layer of orange-flavored cheese, and the taste is sweet and sour.
Xu Jiang reached out and poured coffee for himself and Chi Yan. He didn't know that there was a "person" sitting upright in the empty seat next to his friend.
He also didn't see that Friday, who ran up early, hid himself under the flower stand in the other corner, staring at them all the time.
Humans are sometimes less sensitive than animals.
Chi Yan took a sip of coffee, scooped out a bit of the rich cheese on top of the cake with the silver spoon provided by the store, and seemed to unconsciously stick out the tip of his tongue to lick it—this was a habit he developed when he grew up eating these kinds of things. for lack of security. The "person" had been looking at him intently, suddenly stunned, and turned his head down humanely.
Xu Jiang had already eaten half of the cake, so he looked up at Chi Yan while he was busy: "Eat the ruler quickly."
Chi Yan said in her heart that she was here to chat, so she wasn't in a hurry to eat, so she took a spoonful of cheese and licked it with her tongue and rolled it into her mouth.
The thing came over completely, put his hand on the back of his head, and licked his tongue lightly.
Chi Yan put down the silver spoon and took a sip of coffee: "Why is the cheese a little cold today?"
Xu Jiang's cake had already been eaten, and he raised his head blankly: "I don't think so."