amaotonovel Chapter 60 There was a raging fire in this building!The day after tomorrow is Thanksgiving (33)
Chapter 60 There was a raging fire in this building!The day after tomorrow is Thanksgiving (33)
Jiang Fan stayed in the store until seven o'clock, and all the customers in the small restaurant disappeared again.
Even the kettle that Jiang Fan brought and put on the cash register also disappeared.
The reset of the small restaurant gave Jiang Fan a thought.
"If I take something away from the store, will it be reset? Or, just reset it with a substitute?"
Jiang Fan looked around and decided to take away the tissues in the store.
At eight o'clock, Jiang Fan got his salary and left work.
The weather seems to be a lot colder.
Walking on the road, Jiang Fan could feel the cold.
He was shaking so much that he wanted to go home quickly and eat the meals his mother had prepared. It was warm and warm.
The security guard downstairs did not change his words.
Even the children playing downstairs and the old man playing chess will disappear when night falls.
Everything seems to be set up.
The bloody handprints in the corridor became darker, and there was a faint smell of blood and paste.
Mushy, like something was burnt.
There were more black traces on the wall, and even the entire upper part became dark, blending with the dim corridor.
This completely manifested change made Jiang Fan confirm his guess.
"This corridor, or this building, once had a fire."
"Also, the fire is not that kind of small fire, but the kind of monstrous fire that can burn down a building!"
Jiang Fan looked up at the dark wall above his head, accompanied by the smell of smoke.
A small fire is not enough to burn an empty corridor like this.
Because there is not much combustible material, and the melting point has not been reached.
Only that kind of raging fire, with the help of the rest of the combustibles, and the super high temperature of the fire, can burn the corridor to black.
"However, the bloody handprints on the wall don't contain my mother's handprints, nor mine, so what does that have to do with this strange talk?"
"Could it be that it's just a background board showing a terrifying and weird atmosphere?"
Jiang Fan walked through the corridor with a strong smell of paste.
The corridor is warm, and it seems to be reproducing the fire of that year.
It dispelled Jiang Fan's cold a lot.
"Cough cough..."
Mom's illness worsened again, and Jiang Fan didn't need to go to the door to hear his mother coughing violently.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jiang Fan found that the corridor outside the door didn't seem to be eroded by pollution, it remained the same as the first day.
click ---
Jiang Fan opened the door, and his mother, wrapped in an apron, appeared in sight as he imagined.
With a weak smile, he asked Jiang Fan to wash his hands and eat, and asked Jiang Fan about his work today.
The white hair on his mother's head, the worsening cough, and the changes in the dilapidated decorations and corridors at home told Jiang Fan that the world was being eroded by pollution.
But his mother's caring expression and the meals prepared all the time made Jiang Fan not feel the rapid passage of time.
As if, it was still the time when the first day came to Guitan.
Had dinner.
Jiang Fan still watched TV with his mother.
Then, back in the bedroom before ten o'clock, read the magazines, looking for clues that might be hidden.
The appearance of the broken hand had already been predicted by Jiang Fan in his calm mood.
Morning of the fifth day.
After eating the noodles in clear soup, Jiang Fan went to work in a small restaurant and saw the Gap Girl again.
He found that the tissue that was taken away yesterday did not appear in the restaurant.
It seems that it can only be reset at seven o'clock.
The repetition of life calms the chosen ones and speeds up the passage of time.
Seven o'clock in the evening.
Jiang Fan looked at the tissue that reappeared, and nodded thoughtfully.
"It seems that even if the things in the hotel disappear, they will be reset at seven o'clock."
Eight o'clock at night on the fifth day.
Jiang Fan got today's salary, plus the previous three days, he made up two hundred yuan.
The fat boss disappeared when Jiang Fan took over the salary.
This made it impossible for Jiang Fan to say that he was going to resign.
I can only walk out of the shop and rush home.
There was light snow on the dim road, and it was white.
The originally dark world was slightly whitish due to the arrival of snow.
On the way, Jiang Fan found a beam of light.
Jiang Fan turned his head and looked over, a store was open.
Konka Pharmacy.
The clerk in the pharmacy was chatting happily.
"Thanksgiving benefits, buy one for small white pills, get one for free, buy two for Qi and blood, get one for free, and free Anshen pills for purchases of [-] yuan."
In the past, when Jiang Fan was off work, Konka Pharmacy was closed.
Today, the door is still open.
Jiang Fan walked into the pharmacy, he planned to buy the remaining two tranquilizing pills tonight.
"Hello, there are two hundred yuan in total. This is your gift."
The pharmacy clerk kept the excellent tradition of seeing money with eyes open, and handed the Anshen Pill to Jiang Fan.
After Jiang Fan took the Anshen Pill, he was about to turn around and go home.
As if thinking of something, he asked casually.
"Why is your store open today? It used to be closed at this time."
As if because of Jiang Fan's generosity today, the clerk explained.
"Because the day after tomorrow is Thanksgiving, there are more customers these days, so we postponed the business hours."
"By the way, guest, do you want to buy a bouquet of flowers for your family?"
"It only costs ten yuan for a bunch. I believe they will be very happy to receive it."
The clerk pointed to the packaged flowers on the table and began to sell them.
The flowers on the table are mostly roses, carnations, and lilies.
"No thanks."
Jiang Fan refused and walked out of the pharmacy.
Looking at the tranquilizing pill in his hand, there was an indistinct emotion flashing in his eyes.
"Is it Thanksgiving the day after tomorrow?"
"Seven-day reincarnation, the day after tomorrow happens to be the seventh day."