I didn't know him very well and only met him a few times. The last time I saw him, he was still very energetic and energetic, but now I was notified to attend his funeral.

His sudden death surprised me, and I was also a little surprised to be invited to attend the funeral even though I was not familiar with him. Attending a funeral is not a happy event, so I was reluctant to go, but for the sake of face, I decided to past.

The atmosphere of the funeral was dull and sad. Regardless of their relationship with him during his lifetime, everyone looked more or less sad. This atmosphere was very depressing, but he could not feel sad, so he could only silently step forward and bow to the portrait. , when I looked at his portrait, I felt like I was being stared at closely by him, as if everything in my heart was being seen through. I even felt that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. This was just my illusion. Everyone at the funeral It was a stranger. I sat alone in the corner, feeling very uncomfortable and just praying that the funeral would end soon.

The tormenting day was finally over, and I was freed from the depressing atmosphere. After taking a deep breath, I returned home. The feeling of being watched closely did not disappear after the funeral.

I lay on the bed at night, closed my eyes, and all I could see was the face in the portrait. It was black and white, boring and bloody, and the eyes were extremely cold, looking straight into the bottom of my heart. My heart tightened, and I opened my eyes. It was pitch dark, with only the car lights occasionally flashing through the windows and letting in some light. The room it illuminated was not clear, and I always felt like there was something standing in the darkness. I quickly covered my head with the quilt, trying to isolate all this from myself. When I woke up, the night became dark and cold, and every pore of my body was filled with cold air. I don’t know how long it took for me to fall asleep in a drowsy state in this fear. I saw him in my dream, and the image was different. It was not clear. His eyes were staring at me, and there was a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth. He said quietly: "I will be free on that day." Then those pale hands stretched out to my face, which was so cold that it made people feel cold. Tremble.

It was already the next morning when I woke up from my dream. My heart was pounding, my whole body was covered in sticky sweat, and I felt cold when I opened the quilt.

In the next few days, I dreamed about that guy every day, and I began to have an ominous premonition. Which day was that, and what would happen? I was sure that it had something to do with me.

Several more cold nights passed. That day someone told me that it was the head of the deceased. I felt a chill on my back. A strong premonition told me that something was going to happen today. After a day of work, it was still ordinary. , there was nothing unusual when I got home from work. I laughed at myself that I was neurotic, maybe I should see a psychiatrist. I took a hot bath at night and got into bed. I closed my eyes and still had the same face, but today it seemed a little different. I I clearly felt a trace of coldness wandering around my body, as if caressing me gently. I wanted to open my eyes, but I couldn't. The face smiled, and a voice entered my ears. I was finally getting rid of that grave. Thank you.

The next day he got up as usual, looking very energetic. This was the first body he had changed, and he could no longer remember it. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at the face of this body with satisfaction. Well, it was very handsome. It looks like it can last a little longer.
Chapter completed!