After not going home for a long time, as soon as the elevator door opened, Shen Ke looked down and saw a few grapefruit leaves lying across the door.
I couldn't help but be stunned.
Xi Xiangdong hugged her forehead and kissed her: "Step over and throw away all the bad luck."
Shen Ke moved his bandaged foot, and Xi Xiangdong suddenly put his arms around her waist and picked her up: "Then I'll hold you and step over."
After entering the house, he just put her down and brought grapefruit water and sprinkled it on her head.
Shen Ke shook his head and complained, "When did you become so superstitious?"
In her impression, Xi Xiangdong was not such a person.
I just heard him sigh: "If you get hurt again, I plan to go to Mount Wutai to worship Buddha and become a vegetarian."
Shen Ke didn't expect that Xi Xiangdong would say such things. The man who had always been confident and had everything in his hands would one day have no choice but to place his expectations on empty gods and Buddhas.
It's not that I don't dare to touch such deep feelings. It's just that my heart feels a little heavy.
Xi Xiangdong put her luggage down, settled her down, and then said, "I'm going back to the company. You need to sleep for a while. If you feel bored, call me. I'll be back with you in the evening."
Shen Ke lay on the bed, nodded to him, and he kissed her on the lips again before leaving.
Shen Ke slept until about nine o'clock in the evening, going back and forth. He woke up several times, but he seemed to be trapped in a nightmare and couldn't get up. He tossed and turned, and his body was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat, and his hands and feet were curled up. .
She dreamed that she had become little hands and little feet. In the dream, a bright moon hung above her head, and she became a four-year-old child, sitting on the window sill of her home, singing babbling songs. A young child's voice sang: Little rabbit, be good, open the door...
"Dad... fly... fly... Mom, look, dad is flying..."
But no one answered her. The expensive car stopped. Her mother hurriedly ran out of the car and hugged her father, who was covered in blood. The people in the car looked around, then quickly jumped in and drove away. .
Late at night more than 20 years ago, in the dilapidated old alley where they lived, there were no taxis coming in. It would take more than ten minutes to walk to the main road to get a taxi. When neighbors heard the noise, they rushed out and got a taxi. My father had already stopped breathing.
And Shen Ke just kept sitting on the window sill of the attic, his young feet dangling, and he didn't understand why his father couldn't get up again after he flew up...
Shen Ke sat up from the bed sweating profusely, pressing his chest and feeling the violent heartbeat inside.
She picked up her mobile phone and called Xi Xiangdong, only to see an unread text message from Xi Xiangdong: "Sorry, Coco, there is something going on at the company, I have to go back later."
She put down the phone again and wiped the cold sweat from her head.
She couldn't remember many things before she was four years old. Whenever she asked Zhong Lan about the cause of her father's death, Zhong Lan would always vaguely pass it by. As time went by, she only remembered that her father died in a car accident.
But today, she dreamed that she had witnessed the accident. Why did her mother get out of that car? Who was the man in the car?
She vaguely remembered that before she followed her mother around the world, she often listened to adults talking about her mother stealing people away from home. She thought Zhong Lan was forced to live with those people after her father died. The man got together just to support her, and she had never blamed her mother for this. However, the scene in the dream made her mouth full of blood, as if something was about to rush out of her chest.