The flame on the red candle danced, emitting a dim yellow light, and I don't know if it was my illusion, but I rarely felt a trace of warmth after entering this room.The rental house where the elderly live is small, with only four rooms, and the windows are all covered with bright red paper, completely isolated from the outside."
Grandma, I just saw something coming in, be careful."
I followed the blind old lady, kept a certain distance from her, and the old man did not speak, but walked to the back room by himself.She was blind, but she didn't touch any furniture as she walked, and it seemed that she knew where everything in the room was placed, and she didn't know how many years she had lived here to be so familiar with everything.Without crutches or walls, the old man trembled into the back room.As I walked forward, I smelled something moldy, with the vicissitudes of time, as if a tree root had been dug out of the dirt and placed under my nose.This smell is very special, strong, rotten, people are reluctant to approach, the last time I smelled a similar smell was in the hospital room of Xianqing Daochang.The door behind him made a clanging sound, as if something was afraid of beating, and the iron chain shook, but the wooden door painted with bright red paint did not move.I turned my head and looked at it for a long time, and my hanging heart never fell, and I was afraid that the obsession would enter the house, and even hurt the old grandmother."
Don't worry, it won't get in."
As if she had heard the sound of the door, the old woman stroked her silver hair and said to me, "Don't be afraid, the more you are afraid of that thing, the more it will come to you." ”"How can your tone be like coaxing a child?"
I shook my head and grinned, "Grandma, can I go into the back room and have a look?"
A little guy just ran into your house, and I'm sure he's hiding in a corner somewhere. ”"What are you looking for him?""
I just wanted to ask him something, about the Red Mansion and the ancient building across from it."
My voice was very sincere, the old man was very old, and I didn't feel any malice in her, so I didn't have to lie to her."
What do you want to know, just ask me, that kid is timid, you will scare him."
The old man spoke slowly and in a kind voice."
The kid?"
I could read between the lines of her words, and it was clear that the blind old man had known the little black shadow before, and it was even possible that the person she had been waiting for was the little black shadow."
It's a long story, Grandma, you sit down first."
I saw that she was unable to move and wanted to help her, but when I walked to my side, the old man waved his hand at me: "Don't get in the way, if you want to ask anything, just ask quickly." ”She walked to the low wooden bed, groped with her hand on the quilt, and after a while took out a bamboo basket with needles and threads from the corner of the wall, holding the needle in one hand and threading it with the other."
Grandma, what are you doing here?"
Curious, I also went into the back room, and saw some silk and cloth in the bamboo basket, and a round thing pressed under the silk.The color of the satin is no longer bright and looks like it was many years ago."
I'm old, I don't have anything to do, just to relieve my boredom."
The old man skillfully picked up the cloth and embroidered it with a needle, her movements were very slow, but it was very comfortable to look at.Qi, even, harmonious, smooth, fine, the old man is using the technique of Su embroidery, I was fascinated by it for a while, and it took a few minutes to react, and I couldn't bear to interrupt: "Grandma, when I first entered the Red Mansion, you said that you were waiting for someone, can you tell me who the person you are waiting for?"
”"It's already in, the kid you're chasing."
The old man's voice was neither fast nor slow, and the work in his hands did not stop."
Is it really him?"
That short black shadow is not an obsession, nor an evil one, nor a living person, to be honest, it is the first time I have seen such a strange existence: "I take the liberty of asking, that child is your family?"
”The Venerable Master said that this building was close to reincarnation, and there was an entrance and exit of the animal road nearby, and I guessed that the child might be the old man's deceased little grandson, but he was found back along the reincarnation.To my surprise, the old grandmother shook her head: "He is not my family, I have never married in my life." ”"Then why are you waiting for him?
There must be a reason. ”The Red Mansion is such a dangerous place, but the old man insists on living here, and he still opens the door late at night and guards the door, she has done so much, the short black shadow should be very important to her.Listening to my question, the old woman stopped the needle and thread in her hand, raised her head, and looked at the door with a pair of white-eyed eyes, as if she was looking at me, and as if looking farther through me."
He's not my family, but I promised to wait for him more than seventy years ago.""
More than seventy years ago?"
I opened my eyes wide, looked at the old grandmother, and the short figure flashed in my mind, and I thought it was incredible: "Grandma, you promised to wait for him more than seventy years ago?"
But he was only six or seven years old, even if it was a war-torn era, and he was hungry when he was a child, his height and age would not be too different. ”The dwarf black shadow was about the size of a child in both manners and appearance, and it was hard for me to believe that he was actually an old monster who had lived for more than seventy years."
yes."
The old man tilted his head slightly and looked at the quilt arched high in the corner of the wooden bed: "Seventy years have passed since I, and he has just repeated it for another night." ”There was a deep meaning in the old grandmother's words, and I frowned and thought about it, but I couldn't understand anything."
You won't understand."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head again and threaded the needle, "You rest with me for one night, and leave quickly when it is dawn." ”I looked at the quilt bulging next to the bed, and then looked at the old man who was embroidering slowly, there was an indescribable harmony between the two, as if they knew each other's existence, but they were unwilling to break it, and silently accompanied each other.After a few minutes, the quilt on the bed moved, and a thin slit was lifted, and the short black shadow showed his head, and when he saw me standing in the doorway, he immediately shrank back again, not knowing that the back of his body had been exposed because of the amplitude of his movements."
Is this like a man who has lived for seventy years?"
I smiled dumbly, and at the same time felt very strange in my heart, the candle flame was shining, and he was still a vague black shadow in my eyes, as if it were a shadow, even if I used my judgment eye, I couldn't see clearly."
Grandma, when did you live in the pig cage apartment?
Can you tell me a little bit about this building?
”Still determined to go on the sidelines and gather useful information."
I was one of the first tenants in the apartment building, and I actually lived in the neighborhood before the building was built."
The old man didn't answer anything more about the Red Mansion, how the apartment building became what it is now, and what happened in between, she didn't say a word.I knew she was deliberately avoiding it, but there were so many innocent lives at stake that I had to confront the problem: "Some of the tenants are mad, they seem to have been influenced in some way, they are confused, they call themselves pigs, they even do things like cannibalism......
"I don't care what others do." ”Grandma's calloused hands did not stop for a moment, and the pattern on the satin was gradually becoming clear."
In the hallway, this little guy and I were chased by a monster covered in tooth marks, according to my friend, that thing is called obsession, and it is difficult to resolve ......"
"I don't know what you're talking about, you're from outside, leave after tonight, don't come back, everything that happens here is a nightmare, forget it."
The old man spoke bitterly, and I could hear her kind advice.The old man didn't want to tell the truth, and I didn't know how to ask, and my mind was in chaos.The room became extremely quiet, and perhaps it was this sudden change that made the short black shadow hiding under the quilt think that something had happened, and he poked his head out again.I turned my head to look at him, but I don't know if it was because of the mask on my face or the blood-red glow in my eyes that scared him.The little guy hurriedly stepped back, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the ball he was holding fell and rolled right in front of me.It was pitch black, and even if it fell in front of my eyes, I still couldn't see what it looked like, only that it was a vague spherical object.Bending over, I subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but my hand reached out, but I grabbed a void."
Strange ......"
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I tried several times, but this thing could not be picked up at all, as if it was just a shadow in the first place: "I can see it, why can't I touch it?"
”Before I could figure it out, the little guy on the bed suddenly jumped out and hugged the ball, turned around and hid in the quilt again.His sudden action caught my attention, and when he was running for his life just now, he also held the ball tightly and did not let go: "I was obviously afraid to die, but I held on tightly and refused to let go, it seems that that thing is extremely important to him." ”My eyes sparkled, and I swept my eyes over the old man's bamboo basket, and my gaze rested on the thing that was pressed down by the silk at the bottom."
Grandma, can you show me the silk you embroidered?
This is Suzhou embroidery, right?
”"Do you still know about Su embroidery?"
The old man's voice was much softer, "Don't mess up the things inside, I can't see it, and if it's messy, I won't be able to find it." ”The old man pushed the bamboo basket forward, and I was not polite, but cautiously, turning over the silk layer by layer.Flowers, birds, fish and insects, pothos and green clothes, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, who would have thought that this would be embroidered by a blind old lady.When I lifted the last piece of silk, I was slightly stunned that there was a hydrangea at the bottom of the bamboo basket.Strands of silk are staggered, like budding buds.The fingers caressed, the stitches were fine and full of texture, and I couldn't help but take them out.The flower blooms with twelve petals, this hydrangea must have been many years ago, and the color on the satin has faded, but the pattern of the needle and thread is still the same color.I held it gently, and a lot of things came to mind in a flash."
Why is this hydrangea all black needlework?
How could it be exactly the same size as the ball that the dwarf black shadow had been carrying?
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