Aoba Office

In the dead of night, I heard a sound in my sleep.

The sound was deliberately lowered, as if someone was talking or crying suppressedly.

who?

Are they parents?

what happens?

I suddenly became nervous.

I wanted to wake up and hear those voices clearly.

But my body seemed to be suppressed, being pressed down on the bed by ghosts, and I couldn't get up or even open my eyes.

Those intermittent sounds gradually became clearer.

I also felt a little light, as if my eyelids were slightly opened...

black……

No, it's someone wearing black clothes.

"What a pity. In a few days, it will be her granddaughter's wedding."

"The wedding was not affected?"

"No. The man is also here today. I am very considerate of them."

The sound of voices stopped my struggling.

This voice...a completely unfamiliar voice, coupled with a very clear foreign language...

I was wide awake.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a crowded living room.

Everyone around was wearing black clothes. The women were wearing long black skirts and black gauze covering most of their faces. The men were wearing black suits, and some were wearing top hats.

My hand was being held. Turning around, he saw a strange woman also wearing black clothing.

And my hand was small, held in the palm of a woman's black-gloved hand.

I floated up and saw clearly the object I was possessing.

I still remember this face, it was the photo I saw in the afternoon. The photo was blurry, and it was a family photo. The little girl was standing next to her parents, at the very edge of the photo.

It's Granny Enna! It was her when she was a child!

I really didn't expect that I would dream about her.

Grandma Enna didn't see me, her big blue eyes were staring at the left front.

I looked over and saw only the old man sitting on the sofa.

Connecting with Enna's perception, I saw the picture she saw.

The person on the seat appeared as a shadow, like two people stacked on top of each other.

The one who has substance and is clearer is the old man I saw, while the other old lady is only a vague shadow.

Someone came up and said something. The old man's reaction was slightly sluggish. He looked up at the visitor with a look of sudden realization and stood up from his chair. Both parties exchanged polite greetings. The man supported the old man, and the old man led him towards the house inside.

The shadow of the old lady on the sofa became the only human figure.

The old lady had silver hair and was wearing a floral skirt at home. She lowered her head slightly, had a dull expression, and squinted her eyes as if she was dozing off.

Enna turned her head and looked at her mother. Her mother was talking to her older siblings.

Enna looked at the old lady again.

She had some doubts in her mind.

She knew that the old lady was her grandmother Elizabeth. Before she came, her mother said that grandmother Elizabeth was dead and she had seen the coffin parked at home. Mother said Grandma Elizabeth slept in it.

At Enna's age, I'm afraid she still doesn't understand the meaning of death.

Someone came over and greeted Enna's mother.

Listening to the conversation between the two, this person should be the old lady's daughter-in-law.

"Aunt, Grandma Elizabeth disobeyed and ran out." Enna said suddenly.

"What?"

Neither of the elders understood.

Enna pointed to the sofa, "Grandma Elizabeth ran out. She didn't sleep on that black bed obediently."

The two of them subconsciously looked at the sofa.

The single sofa was still empty.

"Enna, what are you talking about?"

"Don't be joking, Enna. Today is not a day for joking. Your grandmother Elizabeth...she..." the woman choked.

Enna didn't understand what the two of them meant at all, and looked at the sofa in confusion.

I felt that Enna's consciousness was quietly changing. This feeling is like the strange blood flow I feel when using my ability.

Enna didn't notice.

It was probably her doubts that made her use her power unconsciously.

This may be instinctive.

A person can blink when he wants to, without thinking about which nerves and muscles to involve.

Enna had doubts and wanted answers.

The old lady on the sofa suddenly raised her head, looked at Enna, and smiled at Enna.

Enna felt encouraged, broke away from her mother's hand, ran to the single sofa, and opened her arms to the old lady on the sofa.

She threw herself into the sofa.

This made her a little confused again.

She raised her head and looked at the old lady.

"Enna!" Enna's mother was a little angry.

The surrounding mourning guests all looked at Enna.

The old lady's daughter-in-law's eyes were red, "Don't talk about the child. She is so small... When my mother was here, she always sat there. As soon as Enna came, she held her and sat on her lap, watching together. Those beautiful rings…”

As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone around her was filled with emotion.

Enna wanted to say something, but her rough, cold palm pressed on the top of Enna's head.

Enna looked at the old lady.

"Good boy. Listen to grandma, okay?"

Enna hesitated for a while, nodded, and sat down on the sofa obediently, with her back leaning against the armrest of the sofa, her feet hanging in the air, and she kicked twice. The small black leather shoes hit the legs of the sofa.

The adults around him have already diverted their attention. Enna's mother never came to control her again.

"Grandma is dead." The old lady stroked Enna's braid, "The living cannot see the dead."

Enna looked at the old lady in confusion.

"Enna is a special child. God has given you a gift. You can see dead people, you have to cherish this gift. Good child... If you can't see me, I can only sit here alone. Now "You can listen to me." The old lady smiled kindly, "I left so suddenly. I thought I could see your sister Sally put on her wedding dress."

"I saw it. My mother took me to see it that day," Enna said. "The sisters in the store said that Sister Sally is so tall, her skin is so white, and she is so beautiful."

Because of the quiet surroundings, she subconsciously lowered her voice.

No one noticed the words of the child in the corner.

The old lady laughed and asked, "Is Sister Sally pretty?"

Enna nodded and smiled sweetly.

"Enna is going to be the flower girl that day, right?"

Enna nodded again, holding on to her skirt with both hands, "But...but I don't look good...fat..."

She still has baby fat, her belly is slightly protruding, and her arms and calves are bulging.

Enna is very sad.

The old lady touched Enna's belly and said, "Enna is not fat. Enna is a child, so she has some fat. Sister Sally was like this when she was as old as you. It was like this when I was a child."

Enna looked at the old lady, her eyes bright.

"Look, I have no meat now." The old lady exposed her arms.

There is no excess fat on the arms, just a layer of loose skin.

"This is a normal time. Everyone grows up and gets old like this. Enna, this is a normal thing. Don't be sad."

Enna looked at the old lady and felt something sensitively.

"It's normal for a person to be born and for someone to die. There's no need to be sad." The old lady touched Enna's face with her cold hands, "Don't be sad for me."

"Enna." Mother called Enna.

Enna was pulled up by her mother and walked out.

The surrounding guests also started to move.

He should be setting off to the cemetery to bury the old lady's coffin.

Enna turned around and saw the old lady still sitting on the sofa, waving gently to herself with a smile on her face.