Rubbing my painful forehead, I finally returned to my house, put all those damn troubles behind me, and took the key to open the door without stopping.

"Eh?" I looked at my empty hands in despair, I choked! Why is this!? Where's my bag? Where is my cute, charming and precious bag? My key is still there! Ahhh!

ah……

"Did you fall into that world? Ah? That's really a nice souvenir!" I put my hand on the doorbell resignedly and called out: "Ding dong... Ding dong..."

After a while, I heard unusually heavy footsteps inside the door: "Is it...Mom? Isn't it usually Yan'er who happily runs to open the door?"

When the door was opened, I couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Was it the Yan'er I knew standing in front of me? She looked so haggard and had lost a lot of weight. When she saw me, she forced a not-so-bright smile:

"Sister, you're back~"

"Yan'er, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why are you so haggard?" I touched her head worriedly.

Yan'er smiled and pushed my hand away: "It's okay, maybe I'm just tired."

After saying that, he went to the meeting on his own.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the whole family sitting neatly and solemnly in the living room. My brother immediately asked: "Xiao Ning, you didn't bring your key? Why did you ring the doorbell?"

Yan'er looked at me in confusion: "That's right, sister, where is the bag you brought when you went out?"

Seeing the doubtful looks in my family's eyes, I sighed: "I gave myself to the thief selflessly."

The elder brother said helplessly, "...when will you grow up? Hey..."

"Hmm~ Wait until the sun rises?"

The joke came out, and when I saw that my brother was neither laughing nor annoyed, I finally realized that something was wrong at home.

Do you really want me to work myself to death at this frequency?

"What happened?" I asked my dad, who was frowning and silent next to me, suspiciously.

Dad glanced at me: "This..." He hesitated and didn't know where to start. He only said with full of doubts: "It's Yan'er. She has been talking nonsense in recent days, saying that grandma came to see her.

, you also know that your grandma has been dead for many years, why do you still come to see her?"

Her mother called Yan'er to her side, worriedly stroking her hair, and said distressedly: "One moment she said she was in the living room, and the next moment she said grandma said she wanted to sleep with her... Oh! Poor child, maybe she is under too much study pressure.

Nervous breakdown..."

My brother also suggested: "Would you like to see a psychiatrist to relieve your stress?"

Yan'er shook her head like a rattle: "I don't want it, I don't want it, I really saw it, why don't you believe me?"

My mother comforted her heartily, "Okay, okay, Yan'er, we're not going. Please calm down. How can these things exist in the world? You have to believe in science."

Yan'er looked at me for help, "Sister, this is what you do, you said..."

She suddenly stopped talking, looking past me and looking directly behind me: "Grandma..." That frightened expression was really heartbreaking to see.

Her mother covered her eyes and comforted her: "Good girl Yan'er, you're just too tired. Take a rest. I'll call you for breakfast later."

After saying that, he forcibly helped Yan'er back to the room, but the hand in return was still on her eyelids.

Watching them leave, I couldn't help but be surprised...Grandma?

This...I have only seen photos of this...

My brother asked me to sit down...

Well, after being here for a long time, I realized that I had been paying standing votes all along. As expected, the shock invigorated me and made me less tired.

When I sat down, my father’s brows were still furrowed and he said, “You came back this morning?”

I nodded and replied obediently: "Well, the place is not too far away and it doesn't take much time to go back and forth."

The elder brother said: "Then what happened to your bag?"

"It's just... lost, what else can it do? Oh, by the way, what... is going on with you guys? Yan'er looks so haggard..."

Dad sighed helplessly: "We don't know the reason. Since you left, she has often said that she saw grandma. This bad thing has happened frequently. She has been tortured to the point of not being human in the past two days. What do you mean?

Does that really exist in this world?"

"Uh..." Are you asking me, a person who works in this field, to deny myself?

The elder brother shook his head and said, "It's unlikely. If there is, why can only Yan'er see it?"

"Well……"

What else can I say? What can I, a little reporter from a supernatural weekly, say? According to you, a bunch of us are just messing around?

Seeing that I was silent, the two people actually asked in unison: "Ning, what did you say?"
Chapter completed!