Trafford’s Trading Club

Tick-tock.

Suddenly this crisp sound came out of the room, as if something had fallen on the cement floor.

It's the sound of glass beads… the sound of scrolling.

A tiny glass bead slowly rolled out of the pitch-black room that opened the door.

Tick-tock —— this time more than one of these sounds in the room, and then one after another, either green or blue, or colored, glass beads like eyeballs, start slipping out of the door.

Some of them are even bouncing, rolling one by one, sneaking... right under Rochu's feet.

Lochu glanced and leaned over and picked up one of the glass beads and looked at the gap in the door.

A face is staring at Rochu right now.

Just a tiny, tiny face with sparse hair wrapped around it like an inky green skirt growing by the sea. And the eyes were huge, but asymmetrical, and the left eyeball had even peeled off, hanging on his face like that, like it was broken.

There is no way to find the nose of this face, and the cheeks are even ripped open. The wound is as if it had been scratched by something. It was squeezed out of an uneven wound, and it was stained with something soft and gray.

Lochu blinked and reached straight for the little face. His palms were big enough that he even grabbed this revealing head with one hand.

The cracks in this black door and room did not stop Lochu from grabbing the next move after the head. I saw Rochu pull it out directly and put it under the flashing light to measure.

“Turns out this thing's still here. ”

Boss Lo earned it, but it was just a rag doll that could almost be thrown away as garbage...

Looking at the cracks in the room where there was no movement, Rochu said casually: "When I came back here as a kid, this little guy didn't know where to drop it. Grandma and Grandpa were still there, I think they found it after I left. ”

There was still no movement inside the door, and Mr. Lo squatted down and picked up the scattered glass beads one by one and suddenly said: "Aren't you going to come out? ”

A heavy, sharp voice suddenly rang, “Aren't you afraid? ”

"This is my home, too," said Rochu softly. "What am I afraid of... or what are you afraid of? It's not good to be scared. ”

The room was silenced for a while before the voice said again: "I... didn't know someone was coming back. I'll just stay for a while. Don't worry, I definitely didn't move anything in this house. I... I'm leaving now, but please don't call the police! Please believe me! ”

“Aren't you going to eat?” Rochu suddenly asked.

“What?”

“Well, actually, I can't cook right now. If you don't mind, go downstairs and eat.” Rochu laughed: “The flavor is coming out... your spaghetti is probably going to fade away. ”

The door of the room opened and the lights lit up, and the real hiding person naturally appeared in front of Lochu.

Around the age of thirty-five and six, Wei Dazhe, a man about the age of Rochu.

……

“You... you really won't call the police? ”

Wei Dazhe didn't really go downstairs.

At this time he was sitting in the grocery room, just sitting on a small plastic stool with a bowl of Kang X Fu's old tartare noodles. The noodles had been rolled up on the fork, but he didn't eat them, but looked at Rochu in amazement.

Lochu looked inside this room. There's a rectangular piece of paper on the floor, and then there's some clothes next to it, and there's a little bag next to it, and there's some garbage in it.

There's also a little kettle across the street, with something like a car battery, and a few bottles of mineral water next to it.

There was also an empty tank of eight treasure porridge on the ground, which was used to hold a cigarette butt, while the curtains of the only window in the room were pulled open to see a new row of houses built across the village road.

Lochu shook his head, “There's no need for that. ”

Wei Dazhe stunned. “But I didn't ask your family..."

"The house is supposed to be for people, but I can't think of anything else. Besides, didn't you say you hadn't touched anything here? I didn't move before I got back... I shouldn't move after I got back, should I? ”

Wei Dazhe looked up and was stunned: “You... do you really believe me? ”

"'Otherwise, you wouldn't be in this grocery room,' said Lochu calmly. ”

Wei Dazhe didn't talk, he just lowered his head and ate the noodles in a big mouth. After eating them, Wei Dazhe even drank all the soup and wiped his mouth off. "I've heard that there's only one child left in this house who lives in the big city, and he won't be back for a long time. I thought there was no one left, so I stayed here for a while. Don't worry, I'll be gone in a minute. ”

“It's okay,” Rochu shook his head. “I'll just stay a few days, then I'll have to go back. If you don't move anywhere else here, it doesn't matter if you stay... Also Dentsu, do you want to take a bath? ”

Wei Dazhe looked incredibly at a young man in his early twenties and had no idea what he was thinking - could he be so polite in the face of an unclear stranger or someone who broke into his own house?

“Are you going to be sick?” Rochu laughed. “Doesn't it hurt to work all day? ”

Wei Dachul stood up and said, "How do you know I've been working all day? ”

“It's all dirty. What did you do without work?” Rochu shook his head: “Don't worry, they know I'm back. It's not weird to turn on the lights for a bath and make any noise. ”

“What kind of person are you?” Wei Dazhe looked at each other silently.

It's been a long time since he's touched anyone who can speak so politely to him.

“And you?” Lochu asked back, "Have you heard about my family, that is, the people of this village? ”

Wei Dazhe glanced at the small cracks in the curtains before exhaling, “My name is Wei Dazhe... I think you should call me brother-in-law. ”

“Lo was telling me about you.” Rochu nodded, "he said when he picked me up today. ”

“Turns out you're the guest he picked up...” Wei Dazhe stunned.

He and this young guy had met a long time ago, but he didn't touch the other side... Wei Dazhe moved his lip and finally smiled bitterly: “Then you know me, Lo Zheng must have told you everything about me... about me. ”

“Basically.” But what if you said you couldn't find a place to stay? “You have a job.”

Wei Dazhe lowered his head and pulled out a soft box of cigarettes with a wrinkle. He proposed about half a cigarette and took a look at Rochu.

“Nothing." Rochu opened the window directly.

Wei Dazhe thought about it and stuffed the cigarette box in his pocket.

“I don't come here much, actually.” Wei Dazhe looked out the window at the lights of a new house, "I came to see the child. My wife... My ex-wife comes back here every weekend with her kids for a day or two, and I usually just come here for a day or two. ”

Because of Grandma Haru's affairs, Rochu's cousin took leave and brought the child back.

The old man's time is up, and his children are coming back.

“I'll see if the water burning appliance works.” Lo Qiu suddenly laughed: “Prepare yourselves. Since you are the guest, my host will naturally entertain you. ”

“You don't have to...”

But Wei Dazhe didn't seem to be able to stop the newborn from moving, so Rochu left the grocery room and went downstairs... or, suddenly, he wanted to be treated like this.

“The guest…” Wei Dazhe looked silently out the window.

He suddenly shook his head and muttered to himself: “This guy has more nerve than I did when I was younger... why didn't you scare him? ”

He just pulled out the cigarette box again, lit one, and then flipped out of the clothes stack a cheap telescope that could be bought for about a dozen bucks, leaned against the windowsill, and didn't show up the whole place, just stood obliquely and looked at the people in the other house flickering.

Shortly afterwards, Wei Dachul's phone suddenly shook up, and he looked down at the call on the phone and said... the word "big head”.

Wei Dazhe frowned and quickly threw his phone directly into the clothes stack.

But it didn't seem to be enough, so he grabbed another piece of clothing, covered it on his phone, and ruthlessly.

……

This old house used to be one of those gas tanks, and the water heater is naturally also burned petrochemical vapor.

After all these years, there is naturally no gas.

But there's a big stove in the kitchen, and a big iron pot can be used to boil water.

Some of the firewood that used to be stacked here was still working, and after Boss Lo started setting fire to it, water started to burn.

The wood branches burst into flames, making a crackling noise… Now, outside the kitchen window, a shadow crept in.

A white and stiff face, watching motionlessly.

The village is really peaceful.