My life is almost at an end
Uncle no longer asks me to meet with the young master of the Lin family, since my soul left my body that time, Uncle seems to have worries and no longer accepts interviews from external media, also turned down various invitations for spiritual programs.
I have graduated and am about to face the challenge of finding a job. The interview went very smoothly, and I thought that after finding a job, I would give Uncle a surprise. However, when Uncle found out, he was not very happy.
The company's location is not far from where I went to college, and I miss my university, walking under the trees and breathing in the campus atmosphere.
This was the place I liked to come most when I was in school, with French plane trees growing on both sides, and the fallen leaves of autumn covering the entire path, making a rustling sound as you stepped on them.
The school is on holiday, and there are no people around; under the Chinese parasol tree, all is quiet.
I leisurely trample on the fallen leaves, enjoying the sound, but in the moment I lift my foot, I can still hear a hurried rustling sound, which is not mine. The sun hides behind dark clouds, and a cold wind blows.
The rustling sound told me there was someone behind me, I took a deep breath and turned around instantly, only to find no one else but myself.
I heard that there were often some dirty things on this Wutong Road when I was in school, and everyone dared not to come here, which made my stubborn personality want to come here even more.
Nothing strange has happened in four years, and Uncle is a spiritual person. Since childhood, he has tied a red rope wrapped with golden thread around my neck. Uncle said it can ward off evil spirits, but I always feel that the red rope lacks something. Because of this, I dare to wander more boldly on this Wu Tong Dao.
Thinking of this, I touched the red rope on my neck and smiled wryly at myself for thinking too much, where did such dirty things come from.
That wrinkled face with a green glow suddenly appeared in front of me, so close that I could feel her breath, and I retreated backward in terror.
The old woman smiled and said, "Girl, I scared you again."
I stepped back repeatedly, "Y-y-you..."
The old woman stood in the position where I was just now, with a layer of cyan light on her face, reluctant to disperse, like a dead person returning from hell, with bright red lips curled up and smiling.
She is human, not a ghost.
"After calming down for a long time, I took a deep breath and said, 'It's you again.'"
The old woman walked towards me, but before she got close to me, she retreated again. The rustling sound reminded me that the old woman was walking without making any noise at this time.
Black embroidered shoes were a set of black clothes like the dead, I once lived in Qin's grandma's house in the countryside for two years, and I saw such clothes.
That was two years after I left Qin Village, after Grandma Qin passed away, Uncle took me to see her for the last time. Grandma Qin lay peacefully in the coffin, wearing clothes that were so similar to those of the old woman in front of me.
The old woman stopped in her tracks, beckoning me over with a slow wave of her hand, like a midnight summons from the underworld. My feet moved involuntarily towards her, my thoughts following the call of her outstretched hand...
I couldn't hear the rustling of leaves as I walked, my neck felt like it was on fire, the red cord emitted a golden light, the old woman seemed to be severely injured, took two steps back, and looked at me with an unmistakable gaze.
I came back to myself and found that I had followed the old woman's footsteps out of the small path outside Wutong Road, terrified.
The scorching sensation in my neck disappeared, I stared at my feet with wide eyes, it was her who pulled me forward.
The old woman muttered to herself, "My time is almost up, my time is almost up."
I didn't understand why she said that, but I clearly remember the old woman's terrified expression. What was she afraid of?
