Dad Wei only felt that this day was quite magical.

First he lost the keychain, then the secretary asked everywhere who lost the keychain. When he stood up, he was dragged to meet the boss again.

They met in the hospital. The boss experienced the joy of his son waking up, and his whole body was full of joy. As soon as he saw Dad Wei, he immediately begged for him.

I asked him which master made the sachet, and he wanted to ask for one for his son.

Dad Wei was stunned again.

In the end, he only said that his daughter gave it to him and said that it was safe. The boss could only look forward to it and hoped that he would ask Wei Rou, who made this sachet.

Originally, when he reached their level, he would believe in some of these things to a greater or lesser extent, and usually he would be relieved. But this time, the boss's son fainted and had not woken up for so many days. He was looking for doctors everywhere for medicine during this period. I don't know how many legendary powerful doctors he found, but they all had no use at all.

There was no hope at all, but it turned out to be a sachet, but it woke him up smoothly.

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

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

It was impossible that the boss searched for him and found the sachet because he held his son's hand.

The sachet was also very strange, not gorgeous, and had no complicated patterns. The fabric looked very simple, just like it was cut from an ordinary piece of clothing. It felt like something was placed inside, bulging.

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

When Wei's father came home, he asked Wei Rou, and Wei Rou was also stunned. She subconsciously looked at Wei Mingyan who was sitting on the table. When Wei Mingyan nodded, she admitted that it was made by herself, and it contained some glutinous rice and willow leaves. Because everyone said that these things were exorcising evil spirits, she made them and gave them to Wei's father.

Although he always felt that his daughter had something hidden from him, Dad Wei still told the boss that since his son woke up because of a sachet, he turned into the most superstitious person and worshiped Buddhas and burned incense everywhere.

After getting the answer that was actually done by the daughter of the Wei family, the boss wanted to meet this little girl, but he felt embarrassed to meet like this, so he simply proposed to buy this sachet.

Wei Rou said that she could make another one for herself. The boss said that the sachet saved his son's life, and Wei's father didn't ask for money, so he gave the sachet to Wei Rou after Wei Rou agreed.

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

There is no one behind him, but although he is promoted very quickly and his work attitude and ability are not much less than that of people. Even if he was a little uncomfortable at the beginning, he has now successfully settled his position.

Recently, he was in a happy mood during happy events, and his salary increased more and more. His daughter was studying smoothly and his wife was working well. As soon as her wedding anniversary was about to come, Wei’s father suggested that the family take a family photo.

Their family photos used to be taken once every three or five years. Although this time, who has just passed one year, who has promoted Wei’s father?

Wei Rou and Wei's mother had no objection, and the family quickly decided to take a leave to take a photo together the next day.

On the day of shooting, Wei Mingyan followed.

Wei Rou quietly squeezed her eyes at him, stood quietly to the left, and freed up the position on the right so that the boy could stand there.

"Hey, ask the little sister to stand in the middle, just stand on one side, and the other side is empty and ugly."

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

Wei Rou insisted on standing in her original position, and the person taking the photo had a headache, "It's not good to stand like this, but the four people in the family stood like this."

Both Wei’s father and Wei’s mother turned their heads and looked over, and advised her daughter, “Just stand in the middle, let’s sit, you’re looking good when you stand in the middle.”

"No, I think it's good for me to stand here."

No matter what the parents said, the girl stood firmly on one side and refused to move away. The person who was taking the photo looked very good, and she muttered in her mouth, such as if the photo was not good to look good after washing it.

The boy watched Wei Rou being persuaded by his parents and slowly let go of his hand holding Wei's mother's chair. No one could see him, but only Wei Rou could hear him slightly slung his head, saying softly, "Forget it, you stand in the middle."

“Hey…”

Wei Rou opened her mouth and wanted to call him, but remembered that others could not see Wei Mingyan, so she could only watch him leave here.

After taking photos, Wei's father and Wei's mother happily pulled their daughter to play together. There was a square nearby. They used to bring Wei Rou to play a lot, but later Wei Rou grew up and they gradually became busy and never came any longer.

Both of the couple had smiles on their faces, but when they turned their heads, they saw their daughter walking behind in a depressed look, and they were a little confused.

"Rou Rou, it's rare to come out to play. Why are you unhappy on your face?"

Mother Wei walked over and grabbed her daughter's hand, "Let's go, there are pigeons over there, let's go feed the pigeons."

Wei Rou didn't want to go very much. She was thinking about the boy leaving just now, and always felt that he must be very sad.

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

Dad Wei also shouted, and the girl raised her eyes accidentally, but saw a young man sitting in front of the fountain under the flying dove, waving to her with a smile.

Wei Rou's eyes lit up immediately.

When she walked over, she saw someone taking a photo with a sharp eye. She looked very young and should be a student. Wei Rou glanced at the boy who was looking at the pigeon happily and walked to the young man.

"Hello, can you help me take a photo with my family? Can I give it to you at the price of the photo studio?"

The young man agreed with a cheerful smile.

Both Wei’s father and Wei’s mother were full of doubts about why they had not finished taking the photos just now, but seeing that their daughter insisted, she still didn’t 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 beside Wei’s father.

The young man counted down and called for three, two, one to shoot. No one except Wei Rou knew that there was a young man standing beside Wei's mother, imitating Wei Rou's hand to stretch out his hand and posing in a scissors hand, smiling shyly.

The film was sent to Dad Wei's hand, and he carefully took care of it to prevent it from being exposed. Dad Wei smiled and said that when he came home, he could take it to the photo studio to wash it out.

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 quietly asked Wei Mingyan, “How long have you been in the sun? Are you not uncomfortable?”

She still remembers that the boy once told her that the wound on her face was burned by the sun when she died.

"It's okay, the sun is not strong now."

The boy shook his head, his eyes were bright under his masked face, "This is the first time I took a photo."

He was clearly saying this with a smile, but Wei Rou felt inexplicably sad. She whispered, "Every time I take photos, we will take photos once."

"Um!"

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

“They have a good relationship.”

"Yes, I've grown up so old that I haven't seen them quarrel. Even if they quarrel, they will make peace the next day."

The boy looked at the couple with bright eyes and murmured, "It's so good."

"What?"

Wei Rou didn't hear it clearly and asked again.

In front, Mother Wei turned around and saw her daughter falling so far away, and shouted, "Rou Rou, hurry up, your parents won't wait for you!"

"Here you come!"

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

***

Dad Wei is in a good mood recently. Early this morning, Mother Wei reminded him that it was time to pick up photos. He went to the photo studio. In addition to taking photos here, the boss also rushed out the film he sent that day.

He looked through the pictures with a smile, but after looking through the photos of the square, he looked in disbelief.

In the photo, it looks like in memory.

Wei’s father and Wei’s mother sat in front of the fountain. Wei Rou stood beside him with a smile and stretched out his scissors hand, but next to Wei’s mother, there was a person he didn’t remember.

The boy who saved him that day wore a mask, in the same position as Wei Rou, and his smile was a little shy.

How is this possible!

Dad Wei looked at the photo over and over again, but no matter how he looked, the boy stood beside Mom Wei and smiled.

He was absent-minded and took the photo home. This time he really planned to find a master to ask.

Mrs. Wei hasn't come back from duty yet, so Mrs. Wei wants to go out to buy vegetables first. He thought about it and put the photo in the drawer.

As a result, when I came back, I saw Mama Wei who couldn't stand even when she was crying with the photos.

"What's wrong?"

Dad Wei was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, but his wife grabbed him tightly. She trembled her hand and handed him the photo, "Old Wei, it's our son, this is our son!"

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

Dad Wei subconsciously rejected the argument, but froze after saying it halfway.

"I won't admit my mistake. I made this sweater out and burned it for him. And it was clearly the three of us who took the photo that day..."

Mother Wei held the photo and tears fell down her face. She stretched out her hand and carefully stroked the boy's figure, "Look, how much he looks like you..."

Dad Wei hesitated to look at the young man wearing a mask in the photo.

"But our child was just born when he died. Even if it was true... it shouldn't be so big..."

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

When Wei Rou opened the door, she realized that the atmosphere was wrong. She looked at her parents, but saw her mother's eyes crying red and swollen, and her father persuaded her.

She was holding a photo in her hand.

"mom……"

The girl hesitated and quietly looked at the young man who sat next to her and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to comfort but did not dare to comfort her. She took advantage of her parents' carelessness and made a lip silence.

【What's the matter?】

Wei Mingyan shook his head, and Wei Rou had to go up by herself. When she saw the figure of the young man in the photo, she was shocked. Before she could figure out 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 top ten little angels send red envelopes, and then randomly twenty

This world is expected to end very quickly. I wonder if you have noticed that the later style is different from the previous two chapters. Although I don’t really want to admit it, the author was frightened by what he wrote.

Even if you write during the day, you will still think about the plot uncontrollably at night, especially in everyone's opinion, this is just a text, but in the author's mind, it is a picture of iron...

Especially when there is a nervous cat at home, always fighting wits and courage in the air for no reason, this feeling is really sour
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