The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 506 Behind Him (Part )

The flashes of fireworks continued to illuminate the night sky. Susan lay by the window, her eyes attracted by the fireworks and unable to move away for a long time.

"Honey, stop looking and come help me." Old John's voice came from the kitchen. The sound of chopping meat on the chopping board was unusually loud and dense, filling the room.

But Susan seemed not to hear and continued to stare blankly at the window.

At this time, a young man hurriedly passed by the window and knocked on their door.

Susan looked up and saw the young man looking at her through the window, smiling brightly: "Aunt Susan, it's me, Jerry, looking for the mayor."

Susan blinked, remembering her husband's warning to never open the door to anyone. Do you think you burned any calories today?
Old John's voice rang out: "Who is it?"

"It's...Jerry." Susan said uncertainly, "He said he was Jerry, I don't know."

Old John came out of the kitchen, his apron stained with bright red marks, and his expression was a little impatient: "Jerry, don't you remember anything?"

Susan watched Old John wipe his hands with his apron, leaving bright red marks. Her eyes flashed, and she pursed her lips in silence.

Old John took a look through the window and confirmed the identity before opening the door to let Jerry, who was rubbing his hands with cold, in.

He looked back at Susan, then pulled Jerry aside and lowered his voice: "What's wrong?"

Susan continued to lie on the windowsill and vaguely heard a few words: "Frank...all his things are lost...crying and making a fuss..."

After a while, Old John came over, took off his bloody apron, stuffed it into Susan's hand, and said, "Honey, I'm going to go out for a while."

He put on his cotton coat and hat, turned around and warned: "Don't open the door casually, and don't go out. You know it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Old John hurried out and locked the door from the outside.

Susan watched the backs of Old John and Jerry gradually disappear in the wind and snow outside the door, and she clenched the apron in her hands tighter and tighter.

Her mind flashed with the image of Jerry bowing to her through the crack in the door and performing a strange salute before closing it. He also seemed to say something like "teacher" or something like that.

Of course, all without Old John's knowledge.

Susan did not expose it at the moment, but kept these thoughts in her heart.

She walked to the kitchen and her eyes fell on the cutting board.

Amid the blood and flesh, a shining ring was half hidden in the broken flesh.

She reached out and pushed aside the flesh and blood, staring at the ring, her thoughts drifting away.

After a moment, she picked up the knife from the chopping board, wiped the blade with her apron, and threw the apron on the ground.

Then she calmly broke off the door handle, walked into the snow, and headed towards where the fireworks were blooming.

……

Ling Yuke stood in the crowd, listening to her father chattering to the neighbors who were watching, saying that when she came back, the shed was in a mess, everything was lost, the tools she had accumulated over half her life were gone, and the materials she had waited so hard to drag back in exchange for the explorers in the cold night were also gone.

He spoke with tears in his eyes, and the neighbors expressed their sympathy.

"I suspect it was that brat Bowen who did it. He always does things secretly." Someone said.

"That's possible, and he lives next door."

"Besides, he hasn't appeared yet. It's impossible that he can't hear such a loud noise, right?"

Frank was just sad and didn't say anything: "Anyway, let's wait until the mayor comes!"

Then he wiped his tears, looked up, and suddenly woke up.

"Where is my daughter? Why is Claire missing?" He looked around frantically.

Suddenly, Frank looked towards the colorful fireworks and seemed to have thought of something.

"Dad, I'm here!" At this moment, the daughter's voice suddenly sounded from the side, "What are you looking at?"

“Wow, it’s fireworks!”

Frank turned around and saw his daughter standing next to him, looking up at the fireworks in the sky with a look of surprise on her face.

Suddenly startled, Frank wondered when his daughter had walked up to him and why he couldn't remember.

He looked at his daughter's face: "You went out?"

"What do you mean you went out? Haven't I been here the whole time?" The daughter blinked, looking innocent.

Frank looked at her red face from the cold, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the strange feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

……

Liu Sheng also went home.

According to the location in my memory, I walked towards "home" in the snow. At this time, the fireworks had dissipated for a long time, and the town returned to the deathly silence.

When she reached her home, she knocked on the door.

Liu Sheng saw someone looking at the window for a long time before finally coming to open the door.

She glanced at the eyes looking at her from the other window before slowly walking into the door.

The mother stood timidly at the door, her eyes filled with mixed emotions. She trembled as she stepped forward to brush off the snow on her daughter, stammering, "You...you're back? No, aren't you cold?"

Liu Sheng shook his head and stepped into the inner room.

The room was warmed by the stove, and the snow on my body melted immediately by the hot air, making my whole body wet.

"Never mind her, it's best if she dies outside!" My father's voice sounded coldly, and the look he cast was more biting than the wind and snow.

From the corner came the cold voice of his younger brother Andy: "Mom and Dad, sister must have failed this time? How dare she come back!"

Andy's voice was filled with sharp ridicule. He had already heard from his parents about the situation at the scene and knew that Liu Sheng was not selected. At this moment, he seemed to have grasped his sister's weakness and ridiculed her unscrupulously.

The father sneered and said nothing, while the mother lowered her head and bit her nails, looking extremely uneasy.

If it were the Beatrice of the past, she would probably hide away and cry silently out of grievance.

But Liu Sheng won’t do that.

She wanted to go home just because she needed an identity in this small town.

At this stage, there is no benefit in deviating from the public identity of "Beatrice Anderson".

But this doesn't mean that she will indulge this little lunatic.

I returned to my room in silence, and outside I could still hear my brother's sarcastic ridicule.

Liu Sheng changed her wet dress and silently raised the corners of her lips.

When it was time for dinner, no one came to call Beatrice to eat, and no one waited for her to eat.

Beatrice's door was also closed and very quiet, as if no one was inside.

Andy was even more proud, thinking that his sister must have suffered a great blow, and smugly mocked at the dinner table:

"Sister... Han Ye was just a nerd in school. He had no charm at all, let alone becoming a priest. How could that be possible!"

"Eat, Andy." His mother gave him a piece of meat and whispered, as if this could shut him up.

But Andy didn't hold back: "I thought she would make some progress after the cold night, but I didn't expect she's still a waste."

"So don't learn from her, Andy. Be a useful person in the town and stick to the church." The father's voice said, "Remember, people with faith will not be abandoned."

"Okay, Dad!"

These sounds did not make any sound inside, as if the room was isolated from the world behind the door. Andy was very proud of it, but also felt a little boring.

After dinner, according to the town’s schedule, it was time to go to bed.

In order to save energy, every household turns off the lights and goes to bed early.

Although Andy wanted to stay up late to play games like he did when he was a child, now he could only lie in bed helplessly and go to sleep early.

In the middle of the night, Andy suddenly felt a cool breeze. He couldn't stand it anymore and opened his eyes in a daze. He found that the window had been opened at some point and snow was pouring into the house.

The curtains were wet from the wind and snow, and the bed under the window was also wet from the wind and snow. No wonder his feet were so cold.

Andy frowned and crawled over to close the window.

But just as it was closed, the window was suddenly blown open again, and the curtains were firmly stuck to the window by the strange air pressure, as if they were covered by it.

Andy was a little puzzled and muttered to himself, "Looks like I need to ask Dad to fix the window."

However, when he was about to close the window again, he suddenly found that the curtain seemed to be stuck by something.

Why is this happening?

Andy pulled at the curtains, but found that he couldn't open them.

How can he close the window if he can’t open the curtains?

It must have been stuck, so he lowered his head to see where it was stuck, but suddenly found a hand.

He reached out silently from under the bed and pulled the curtains tightly.

Andy was terrified and slowly put his head under the bed.

He saw a familiar face pressed against the bottom of the bed, giving him a weird smile.