182. My hobby is pretending to be someone else (10)

182. My hobby is pretending to be someone else (10)

Dad Wei only felt that this day had been quite magical.

First, he lost his key chain, and then the secretary asked everywhere who had lost the key chain. When he came forward, he was dragged to see the boss again.

They met in the hospital. The boss had experienced the joy of his son waking up, and he was beaming with joy. As soon as he saw Wei's father, he immediately begged for him.

Ask him which master made that sachet. He wants to ask for one for his son.

Dad Wei was confused again.

In the end, he only said that his daughter gave it to him to keep him safe. The boss could only hope that he would ask Wei Rou who made this sachet.

At their level, I would more or less believe in such things, and usually just want peace of mind, but this time the boss's son fainted strangely, and he didn't wake up for so many days in a row. During this time, he was I searched everywhere for medical advice, and I don't know how many legendary and powerful doctors I went to, but to no avail.

He had almost given up hope, but it turned out to be a sachet, but it successfully woke him up.

At first, the boss didn't think it was because of the sachet when his son woke up, but after he rested for a while, he started to say that he always felt like something was pressing on his body, especially his heart, which made him unable to breathe. After being in a coma for so long, he was actually conscious all the time, but he just couldn't open his eyelids and couldn't move his whole body.

Just now, when the boss held his hand, he suddenly felt that the thing holding his heart left.

It couldn't be because he held his son's hand. The boss searched for it and found the sachet.

The workmanship of the sachet is also very strange. It is not gorgeous and has no complicated patterns. The fabric looks very simple, as if it was cut from an ordinary piece of clothing. It feels like there is something inside. Bulging.

Now this seemingly ordinary and simple sachet has been tied to his son with a rope by the boss. He really can't accept the loss of his last relative.

When Wei's father came home, he asked Wei Rou. Wei Rou was also stunned and subconsciously looked at Wei Mingyan who was sitting on the table. When Wei Mingyan nodded, she admitted that she had made it and that it contained some glutinous rice and willow. Ye Sui Mo, because everyone said these things can ward off evil spirits, I made them and gave them to Dad Wei.

Although he always felt that his daughter was hiding something from him, Wei's father still told the boss. Ever since his son woke up because of a sachet, he had become one of the most superstitious people, worshiping Buddha and burning incense everywhere.

After getting the answer that it was the daughter of the Wei family who did it, the boss wanted to meet the little girl, but felt awkward meeting like this, so he simply offered to buy the sachet.

Wei Rou said that she could make another one for herself. The boss also said that the sachet saved his son's life. Wei's father did not ask for money and gave the sachet to Wei Rou after Wei Rou agreed.

More and more 'experts' were introduced to the boss, but the only thing that worked was the sachet. Wei's father's position in the company was like a rocket, and he sat in a position that he thought he would never be able to sit in.

It's not that there are no people talking behind his back, but although he was promoted at an incredibly fast rate, his work attitude and ability are not much less than others. Even though he was a little uncomfortable at the beginning, he has now successfully secured his position.

He has been in high spirits during happy events recently, his salary has increased more and more, his daughter is studying well, and his wife is working well. Seeing that the wedding anniversary with his wife is coming soon, Wei's father proposed that the whole family take a family photo. .

Their family photos used to be taken every three or five years. Although it had just been a year this time, Wei's father had been promoted.

Neither Wei Rou nor Wei's mother had any objections, and the family quickly decided to take time off together to shoot the next day.

On the day of filming, Wei Mingyan followed.

Wei Rou quietly winked at him and stood quietly to the left, freeing up the space on the right so that the young man could stand there.

"Hey, ask the little sister to stand in the middle. Just stand on one side. The other side looks empty and ugly."

"It's okay, just take photos like this."

Wei Rou insisted on standing in her original position, and the person taking the photo had a headache. "You don't look good standing like this. That's how a family of four stands."

Wei's father and Wei's mother both turned their heads and looked over, advising their daughter, "Just stand in the middle. The two of us are sitting. You'll look better standing in the middle."

"No, I think it's fine just standing here."

No matter what her parents said, the girl stood firmly on one side and refused to move away. The person who took the photo didn't look very good either. He muttered something like, don't blame him if the photo doesn't look good when developed. if.

The young man watched Wei Rou being persuaded by his parents and slowly let go of the hand holding Wei's mother's chair. No one else could see him, but Wei Rou could hear him lowering his head slightly and saying softly with some loss, "Forget it, you Just stand in the middle.”

"Eh……"

Wei Rou opened her mouth to call him, but then she remembered that others couldn't see Wei Mingyan and could only watch him leave.

After taking pictures, Wei's father and Wei's mother happily took their daughter to play together. There was a square nearby. They used to take Wei Rou to play, but later Wei Rou gradually grew up, and they gradually became busy. I got up, but I haven’t been here much.

Both husband and wife had smiles on their faces, but when they turned around, they saw their daughter walking behind with a gloomy look, and they were both a little confused.

"Rourou, it's rare to come out to play, why are you so unhappy?"

Mother Wei walked over and took her daughter's hand, "Let's go, there is a pigeon feeder over there, let's go feed the pigeons."

Wei Rou didn't want to go. She was still thinking about the young man leaving just now, and she always felt that he must be sad.

"Look at the pigeons over there, there are so many!"

Dad Wei also shouted, and the girl raised her eyes unintentionally, only to see a young man sitting in front of the fountain below the flying pigeons, smiling and waving to her.

Wei Rou's eyes immediately lit up.

When she walked over, her sharp eyes saw that someone was taking pictures. He looked quite young, he must be a student. Wei Rou glanced at the young man who was looking at the pigeons happily, and walked to the young man.

"Hello, can you take a picture for me and my family? Can I pay you the price of the photo studio?"

The young man agreed with a hearty smile.

Both Father Wei and Mother Wei were puzzled as to why they wanted to take another photo if they had not finished taking the photo just now. However, seeing their daughter insisting, they still did not want to make her unhappy, so they both stood over.

This time, the two of them sat in front of the fountain, and Wei Rou stood next to Wei's father.

The young man counted down and shouted "321" for shooting. No one except Wei Rou knew that there was a boy standing next to Wei Rou's mother. He was imitating Wei Rou and stretched out his hand to make a scissors gesture, smiling shyly. .

The film was delivered to Dad Wei, who carefully protected it from being exposed. Dad Wei smiled and said that he would take it to a photo studio to develop it when he got home later.

Wei's father and Wei's mother rarely went out to play together. They were in a good mood and walked together in front. Wei Rou fell behind and asked Wei Mingyan quietly, "How long have you been in the sun? Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

She still remembered that the boy once told her that the wounds on his face were burned by the sun when he died.

"It's okay, the sun isn't too strong now."

The young man shook his head, his eyes shining brightly under his masked face, "This is my first time taking pictures."

He obviously said this with a smile, but Wei Rou felt inexplicably sad. She whispered, "Every time I take a photo from now on, we will take it all at once."

"Um!"

Wei Mingyan nodded and looked at Wei's father and mother Wei who were laughing and talking in front of them.

"They have a good relationship."

"Yes, I have never seen them quarrel when I grow up. Even if they quarrel, they will make up the next day."

The young man looked at the couple with bright eyes and murmured, "That's great."

"What?"

Wei Rou didn't hear clearly and asked again.

Ahead, Mother Wei looked back and saw her daughter falling so far away again, and shouted, "Rourou, hurry up, your parents won't wait for you!"

"coming!"

Wei Mingyan and Wei Rou ran to them quickly. This time, Wei Rou held Wei's mother's arm, and Wei Mingyan walked beside Wei's father.

***

Wei's father is in a good mood recently. Early this morning, Wei's mother reminded him that it was time to pick up the photos. He went to the photo studio. In addition to the photos taken here, the boss also developed the film that he had sent to him that day.

He looked through them one by one with a smile, and when he saw the one taken in the square, his expression showed disbelief.

The photo shows how it looks in memory.

Wei's father and Wei's mother were sitting in front of the fountain. Wei Rou stood beside him with a smile and stretched out her scissor hands, but next to Wei's mother, there was an extra person who was not in the memory.

The young man who saved him that day wore a mask, had the same posture as Wei Rou, and had a shy smile.

How is this possible!

Wei's father took the photo and looked at it over and over, but no matter how he looked at it, the boy stood beside Wei's mother and smiled.

He returned home with the photos in his hand, and this time he really planned to find a master to ask.

Wei's mother hasn't come back from her shift yet, and Wei's father has to go out to buy groceries first. He thought about it and put the photo in the drawer.

But when I came back, I saw Mother Wei, who was holding the photo and crying so hard that she couldn't stand still.

"What happened?"

Wei's father was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but his wife grabbed him tightly. She handed the photo to him with trembling hands, "Old Wei, this is our son, this is our son!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Our son has been dead for more than ten years..."

Dad Wei subconsciously defended himself, but froze in the middle of the sentence.

"I won't admit it wrong. I typed out this sweater myself and burned it for him. And when the photo was taken that day, it was clearly the three of us..."

Mother Wei held the photo and couldn't stop her tears from falling down. She cherished her hand and carefully touched the boy's figure, "Look, he looks so much like you..."

Dad Wei looked hesitantly at the young man wearing a mask in the photo.

"But our child was just born when he died. Even if it were true...it shouldn't be that old..."

But no matter what he said, Wei's mother just held the photo and insisted that her son was back.

When Wei Rou opened the door, she noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere. She looked at her parents, but saw her mother's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her father was trying to persuade her.

She held a photo in her hand.

"mom……"

The girl stepped forward hesitantly, and quietly looked at the boy sitting next to him who stretched out his hand as if he wanted to comfort but did not dare to comfort him. She made a lip sync while her parents were not paying attention.

【What's the matter? 】

Wei Mingyan shook his head, and Wei Rou had to go up by herself. When she saw the young man in the photo, she was shocked. Before she could think of a way to explain, Wei's mother had already grabbed her hand.

"Rourou, don't be afraid, this is your brother, he won't hurt you..."

The author has something to say: The first ten little angels will receive red envelopes, and the next twenty will be randomly distributed.

This world is expected to end soon. I wonder if you have noticed that the style of the later chapters is different from the first two chapters. Although I don’t want to admit it, the author was shocked by what he wrote.

Even if I write during the day, I will still think about the plot uncontrollably at night, especially when everyone seems to think that these are just words, but in the author's mind, they are all ironic pictures...

Especially when there is a nervous cat at home, always inexplicably fighting wits with its tail in the air, this feeling is really sour.