Grandma Pink's mental deterioration has become more and more serious recently.
When Lin Sanjiu went out to water the cat's sunflower, he saw her standing at the door of the apartment several times, guarding the door like a guard; every time she said hello, Grandma Pink's face was blank, and she obviously didn't remember who she was.
Fortunately, the old lady still remembered her grandson and followed Pink very closely, as if she was afraid that her grandson would disappear if she lost sight of him.
Only a few days after entering the game, in Lin Sanjiu's eyes, this short, fat, middle-aged man was equated with the old lady - what she saw in her eyes was still a middle-aged man, but her mind immediately and reflexively thought about it.
From "Grandma Pink".
Lin Sanjiu would feel worried every time after saying hello to her. Grandma Pink was already so confused. What story should she tell to make the other party feel that she really has psychic powers? Can Grandma Pink understand?
What are psychic abilities?
It's not just Grandma Pink... Among all her neighbors, only Xiao Huang is half-trusting her now. The progress in the character manual is 1 for a while, and 0 for a while. Obviously Xiao Huang is struggling between belief and disbelief——
Of course, Elizabeth would have no compunction at all about taking advantage of someone else's mental instability to achieve her own goals.
If Xiao Huang hadn't hallucinated and thought she saw a pair of bare feet under the curtains of her house, she might not even have one person who believed in her. Lin Sanjiu wasn't sure at the time whether she was testing herself or whether it was true.
She had hallucinations, so she had to tell her that she had an "old friend" who followed her wherever she went. It wasn't until she saw Xiao Huang's face that she realized that, thanks to his mental problems, she finally had
The first person who might believe her.
I don’t know where to find the next one. The method of telling stories at tea parties seems not to be well received; if she continues to be honest and follow the rules like this, she won’t be able to clear the game.
"Pink,"
That afternoon, when Lin Sanjiu walked out of the room on time, she said hello to Pink. "I won't play war games today. Are you reading comics?"
Pink is still sitting at the door of the apartment as usual. It's just that he looks a little strange today: he doesn't hold the book with his hands, but steps on the edge of a comic with his feet, and his dark golden eyelashes droop; whenever he wants to
When turning pages, he used a branch to open the pages - as if he didn't even want to touch them.
"Why are you reading like this?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but ask.
Pink raised his eyes, and his green pupils seemed to glow in the sunlight. "It's up to you," he said, still being rude.
Just as Lin Sanjiu was about to lift her feet, Pink stopped her again.
"You are a goddess, right?" Those bright green pupils soaked in the white snow were staring at her.
"I prefer to be called a psychic."
"Since you are a goddess," Pink continued as if he didn't hear what she said, "then can you help me calculate something?"
"What's the matter?" Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up and she asked with a smile.
Pink frowned and hesitated.
"Guess when I will die."
Lin Sanjiu was really surprised when these words came out of the mouth of a five-year-old child. She just opened her mouth and before she was sure what she should say, she saw Pink suddenly stand up.
——He kicked away the comics on the ground, whispered "Forget it", turned around and went back to the house.
Lin Sanjiu lowered her head to look at the comic, wrapped her hands with her sleeves, and picked it up. When she straightened up, she subconsciously glanced at Pink's house, and sure enough, she saw it again.
Behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, the curtains were slightly opened a slit. The old lady who was hiding in the shadows and peering out only revealed an eye that was so cloudy that it turned blue;
After a quick glance, the old lady quickly disappeared from between the curtains.
...Is this comic given to Pink by Pink’s grandma?
Lin Sanjiu carried the comics and thought as she walked down the stairs slowly. But why did she harm her grandson? Could it be that she was too confused——
She stopped suddenly on the stairs.
She was only halfway down the stairs. When she looked up, she could still see the window of Pinker's house. The curtains were not closed, and a dark crack was still exposed.
Maybe she was overly concerned, maybe she was too suspicious, but——
Whose eye did she see just now?
There is only one person that Grandma Pink stares closely at, and that is her grandson. When her grandson has returned to the house, she never stares outside. It is a rare thing for her not to look at her grandson, but to look at outsiders.
What’s more, Grandma Pink is a man in his late middle age, and is far from old enough that his eyes will turn blue.
Is it a lighting problem? Is it Ms. Chen?
Coincidentally, just when Lin Sanjiu thought of this, she happened to see Miss Chen pushing the door open and walking out of her apartment. The latter probably couldn't stand the cry of the baby next door, so he walked over and knocked on the door of Apartment No. 4.
After a while, Ah Hei hurriedly opened the door, with a towel hanging on his shoulders, a milk bottle in his hand, and sweat all over his forehead.
"I'm sorry," he apologized immediately when he saw Miss Chen: "I was warming the milk and he was hungry... As you know, he doesn't have a mother to feed him..."
The conversation between the two passed by Lin Sanjiu's ears. She stood on the stairs, looking at Pink's house for a while and Miss Chen for a while. At this time, it was almost dinner time, and the smoke and smoke in the residential building was stronger than usual.
, gradually convinced her that she was overthinking it. If it wasn't Grandma Pink, who would it be? After all, she was older, moved slower, and didn't follow her grandson in time to look away, maybe that was the case.
When Lin Sanjiu approached Apartment No. 4, Ah Hei's face dropped as soon as he saw her. Miss Chen was still standing at the door. When she heard the footsteps and turned around, her eyes were attracted by the comics in her hand.
"What are you here for?"
"What are you doing with it?" they both asked almost at the same time.
"Do you know this comic?" Lin Sanjiu didn't answer Ah Hei, but still wrapped his hands with his sleeves and picked up the book and asked.
"I gave it to Pink," Miss Chen said with a frown, "Why did you take it away? Did you get it dirty? Why are you holding it like this?"
Before Lin Sanjiu could reply, she had already snatched the book away - Miss Chen's unprotected hand skin was pressed directly onto the comic book, causing Lin Sanjiu to choke back when he screamed. But the old lady
Without knowing it, he took the comic and went upstairs again, as if he wanted to take it back to Pink.
Lin Sanjiu looked at her back and didn't know how to react for a moment. Miss Chen seemed unaffected, but in comparison she seemed to be overly suspicious - when she turned her head,
Ah Hei was looking at her coldly.
"I came to see Xiao Huang," she immediately came up with the excuse she had thought of and lowered her voice and said, "I think it would not be a bad thing for her to try other methods..."
Ah Hei was a very competent husband, and he opened his mouth to block her out of the door. Lin Sanjiu hurriedly squeezed through the crack in the door, and said with a smile: "Don't you think that after I comforted her last time,
Is she doing better?"
Her husband hesitated for a few seconds.
"I'll just sit with her and help her stabilize her mentality, and then I'll leave right away."
This sentence seemed to have finally convinced Ah Hei. "I have to go to warm the milk. Don't talk nonsense to her. I will be back soon."
Just a minute or two was enough for Lin Sanjiu. As Ah Hei disappeared behind a door in the corridor, she quickly walked into the master bedroom; Xiao Huang lay on the bed with his back to her, motionless.
Seems to be asleep.
She looked around and found a walkie-talkie-like machine on the bedside table - it was a baby monitor that most parents would have, which could alert parents to something strange in time. Lin Sanjiu reached out to grab it and turned off the power.
She stuffed it into her trouser pocket. She couldn't afford this thing; she would have to steal the baby's one later so she could use it to spy on others.
Subconsciously raising her head, Lin Sanjiu's eyes fell on the window opposite the bed. Xiao Huang cast a blurry reflection of a figure lying on his side on the window. The eyes on his face were round and big, looking out of the window.
