That night, my mind was filled with complicated thoughts, and I woke up with two panda eyes.
Teacher Bai drove to my downstairs very early, got in the car, and sat in the car. I couldn't help but look at Teacher Bai a few more times.
She was dressed very beautifully today. She wore a beige long skirt, which completely reflected her temperament. She looked like the graceful beauties in the Jiangnan water towns in the paintings, light and agile.
After looking at her for a few more times, I felt a sense of guilt. Fortunately, my gaze shifted from her to the string of beads she wore on her left hand.
Although Teacher Bai noticed that I was looking at her, she smiled slightly and was very focused on driving.
Looking at the string of beads, I couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, where did you buy this string of beads?"
"This was given to me by a master. You can't buy it on the market." Teacher Bai said with a sweet smile.
"Oh, can't you buy it?" I was a little confused and asked in surprise.
I thought to myself, am I thinking too much all day long? What can a string of Buddhist beads mean? It is normal for a beautiful woman like Teacher Bai to find a master to ask for a string of Buddhist beads.
"How is it? Does it look good?" Sensing my curiosity, Teacher Bai raised his hand and said with a smile.
"Teacher, it's very beautiful!"
"I have a good eye for it, and I think it looks good, so I keep wearing it. By the way, Xiaoxia, please just call me sister outside the school from now on. I am twenty-four years old, not a few years older than you." Teacher Bai smiled sweetly.
laugh.
"Teacher, can I really call you sister?"
"You still call me teacher?" Teacher Bai showed a naughty but nice smile, winked at me, and said with a smile: "What? You don't want to call me sister?"
"Old...sister, I'm not unwilling. It's just that I haven't had many friends since I was a child, and people around me don't seem to like me. I didn't expect you to ask me to call you sister!" I explained eagerly.
"That's because you are too withdrawn and won't take the initiative to talk to others all day long. From now on, you should talk to your classmates more and have a chat, so that you will have more friends." Teacher Bai also looked very happy,
"Also, won't you have me as your sister in the future?"
"Sister." I was filled with joy and boldly looked up at her, my face flushed, and I shouted softly.
"Well, that's so good." She looked at me and boldly looked up at her with a charming smile.
It made me look a little obsessed and my face turned even redder.
However, she noticed my panda eyes on my face, frowned slightly, and her face changed: "Xiaoxia, why do you have two panda eyes? Did you stay up late? Or did you not sleep well last night?"
"Sister, I didn't sleep well. I read the book you lent me last night, and my mind was full of pictures and I didn't dare to sleep." I lowered my head, my face turned red, and answered her question honestly.
"It turns out you are timid." My sister glanced at me in surprise, shook her head and smiled, "Since you are timid, don't read it in the future."
"Sister, although I am timid, I still can't stand the temptation of those weird things. Also, I also recognize the handwriting on that note."
"Do you recognize it?" My sister raised her eyebrows, with a hint of surprise in her voice.
"Yes, it is Grandpa Lin's handwriting." I answered her, and then asked, "Sister, why do you like reading those absurd stories?"
"Want to hear a story?" My sister looked at the time and saw that it was still ten minutes away from school by car, and she managed to regain her beautiful smile.
"Yeah, I want to hear it."
"If you want to be obedient, let's start with the year I graduated! I remember that when we just graduated that year, I came to City Q with my boyfriend to work. At that time, we both had no money, and the rent in this city was cheap.
The street, well, the name of that street is a bit unpleasant, it is what you locals call Mistress Street..."
I listened very carefully, but when the stories she told overlapped with the stories in the notebook, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart.
Is there such a coincidence?
Holding back the uneasiness in my heart, I listened to her.
After listening to it, I learned the ending of the first unfinished story recorded in the "Yin Yang Anecdotes" handbook. I felt extremely uneasy and my body was trembling.
Fortunately, the timid mood faded away with my sister's experience.
It turns out that my sister's boyfriend died in an accidental car accident. She was the girl who Grandpa Lin gave the beads to.
Is this the end of that weird story?
My heart was in turmoil, and for some reason I suddenly sighed to her and said, "Grandpa Lin is dead too."
"Master is dead?" When she heard my words, her hands shook and she almost drove the car off the side road.
"Grandpa Lin hanged himself a year ago." I resisted the urge to choke and briefly told her the tragic situation of Grandpa Lin.
If it weren't for the fact that I knew I couldn't cry in other people's homes or in other people's cars, I would have cried.
Grandpa Lin's death was a huge blow to me. It was an insurmountable hurdle hidden deep in my heart and a scar imprinted on my heart. Although I didn't understand what happened at that time, I always blamed myself.
I always thought in my heart that if I hadn’t given him my birthday that day, maybe none of that would have happened?
"Dead, dead, how could this happen?" My sister looked confused, murmured, and cried softly. She parked the car on the side of the road and looked at the sky outside the car, looking completely lost.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" I looked at her and saw a trace of unknown despair on her face.
It's just that she didn't seem to hear me. She held the handle of the car quietly and kept looking up at the sky, lost in thought.
After a while, she came to her senses: "Xiaoxia, I'll take you to school first. I'll pick you up after school in the evening."
"Sister, are you okay?" I looked at her worriedly. This was the first time I saw her so lost in front of me, but I didn't know how to persuade others.
"Xiaoxia, sister is okay." She took out a tissue and wiped the crystal tears on her face, smiled at me, started the engine, and sped away in the direction of the school.
She didn't say anything until we got to school. She sent me to the school gate. Instead of entering the school, she turned around and left.
Watching her leave with that desolate look on her face, I felt a little pain in my heart for some reason, an inexplicable pain.
This kind of pain is not the pain of ignorant love that I see in my eyes, but the pain in my heart of fear of losing my sister and fear of never seeing her again.
She gave me a phone before she left, and I didn't refuse. I carefully put the phone in my schoolbag, and arrived at class with a heavy heart.
My mind was in chaos all day long.
In my mind, I have the scene of Grandpa Lin hanging to death in a strange way, and the scene of my sister's boyfriend dying in a car accident.
What did they encounter? Why did my sister's boyfriend die in a car accident?
Is it related to the terrible dream in my mind three years ago?
Especially my sister, she and her boyfriend came to Q City to work hard, and now their family situation has become so good? Why is this?
From what she told me, I learned that she came here to work with her boyfriend, and the house they lived in was rented on Mistress Street.
With doubts, I managed to get through the whole day.
When school was over, I walked out of school with a nervous mood. Fortunately, the figure of the white Chevron who came to explore the world appeared in my sight.
When I saw my sister coming to pick me up, I felt relieved.
The strange and terrifying fantasies in my mind, especially the fear of never seeing her again, all disappeared from my mind.
I got in the car, sat in the passenger seat, and showed a sunny smile: "Sister, you have something to do, why did you come to pick me up?"
"It's okay, sister. She lost control of her mood this morning and made you laugh. This afternoon, sister went to deal with some things. Now that she's done with it, she's about to go back, so she came to pick you up." My sister smiled at me.
As if nothing happened in the morning, she took care of her calmly. From her smile, I could see the sincerity in her words. She was really fine.
I feel warm and warm like never before. This feeling is something I have never felt before.
But inadvertently, from the corner of her eyes, I saw a look of exhaustion on her face.
Maybe I'm just paranoid, but that's how her overall mental state made me feel.
"Thank you, sister." I smiled and thanked her.
"If you're being polite to your sister, then you won't need your sister to pick you up in the future?" My sister pretended to be angry and teased.
"No, sister! I just feel like I'm in a dream, and suddenly I have an extra sister." I scratched my head sheepishly and looked at her shyly.
My sister's brows widened and she smiled slightly and said, "That's good. My sister also feels that she is very close to you."