It was a black figure in the form of a human, standing still under the shadowy moonlight.
Zhao Yuankun once spent a long childhood in this yard. He kept in mind the layout and furnishings in it. Even after adolescence, he went abroad to study abroad, but he did not forget the things in the place where he grew up.
What can be confirmed is that nothing has been placed between the lotus tank and the well.
The lotus jar was placed there when grandpa’s grandpa was born. The mud inside was collected from the deepest pond. The water came from the well next to it. In summer, a few lotus seeds would be planted. When the lotus leaves came out , The elderly at home will go to correct them into the desired shape.
As for the well, it’s going to be even more distant. Before this yard was built, it was here. When I was a child, there was a scouring of the well. The workers who went down to the well found the lettering of the Guangxu year on the inner wall. Here it is.
Zhao Yuankun knew everything in the yard, even a single plant. He was very sure that there was nothing in that place.
Zhao Yuankun stood in front of the window, staring quietly at the shadow, vaguely under the moonlight, he could feel that the line of sight had not disappeared, and he could even vaguely see that the shadow had a "head up and looking up" posture.
He recalled that the doors of his home were all locked tightly, and the windows were all latched. Only the vent on the toilet on the first floor was open, but it didn't matter, his door was tightly locked.
Is it really locked? Suddenly he panicked a little and looked back. The door was quietly closed. Is it really locked? He glanced outside the window again, and the figure was gone.
Looking back, footsteps faintly sounded outside the door.
Is it really there? He listened, holding his breath, his heart beating like a drum, and he only felt a blood flow to his temples, because Zhao Yuankun remembered that he did not lock the door.
At this time, the sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer. It is a kind of wet footsteps, muddy and watery, like walking in heavy rain, very slow, but powerful and clear, step by step upstairs.
People always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. At this time, it is a psychological challenge to lock the door in response to the sound of footsteps. What if the door is opened just now
But Zhao Yuankun reacted quickly and almost flew over and grabbed the door handle. At the same time, he vaguely felt a downward force on the handle, but he stopped it in time and locked the door with a click. on.
He almost crawled back to his wife, pulled up the quilt, and stared at the door.
There was silence.
Zhao Yuankun's breathing became lower and lower, but he was always in the darkness so harsh, he didn't even dare to turn on the light, and all the behaviors that exposed himself were outside the choice.
There is no more movement outside the door, as if the sound of footsteps and the doorknob pressing down are all illusions. Is it really just my own imagination? He took a sigh of relief, only then did he realize that his hands were shaking slightly.
He looked out the window again, the figure disappeared. Maybe a thief? He felt cold all over, and he didn't dare to go downstairs to check, he didn't dare to go to bed anymore, he didn't even dare to move. Finally, he got up and closed the curtains and went back to his wife, staying up all night.
No, not a thief, Zhao Yuankun thought.
That was not a thief, because he had heard the footsteps. (End of this chapter)