C6 (1/2)

Since it was rare for her to visit Shanghai, Ye Qing was very excited. He wandered around here and there, buying and selling things.

Sang Qing had just graduated from university. This was her first time traveling alone. She had come all the way from Sichuan because she loved the city of Shanghai.

Especially on the night in Shanghai, the lights were brilliant, the crowd was lively and filled with a sense of fashion, which made her intoxicated.

This was an atmosphere that her hometown did not have.

Even after ten in the evening, Sang didn't want to go back to the hotel. She had bought a pile of things and carried them in her hands, but she did not feel tired. She still wanted to hang out.

However, most of the stores were closed.

It was at this moment that a clothing store near the mouth of a catwalk on Key Bridge caught her attention.

The shop was beautifully decorated with crystal clear glass, layered windows, red, green and yellow floors, and the ceiling was hung with wind chimes.

When she walked into the store, a fat saleswoman smiled at her and asked what she wanted.

Ye Qing found that the costumes here were very popular, but nothing she particularly wanted.

The saleswoman also said that they had a very delicate exhibition hall, inside the clothing personality, you can see.

”Alright, let me take a look.”

The female shop assistant opened the door and the two of them walked into the exhibition hall. When Ye Qing saw the scene in front of her, she was stunned.

There was only one word that could describe this less than twenty square meters exhibition hall: red!

Red cabinets, red coffee tables, red models, red wallpaper, red floors, and various types of red clothing.

Except for the windows, everything in the hall was red.

”How is it? Creative enough?” the saleswoman asked with a smile.

Ye Qing acknowledged and thought, ”Indeed, although this room is scary at first glance, but if you look carefully, it's quite artistic.”

”Why is it decorated like that?” Ye Qing asked.

”Oh, it's because of our Lady Boss. She really likes red. In order to remember her, the boss used red to decorate her room and the exhibition hall. ”

”Remembering her? ”Your Lady Boss …”

”Well, she died the year before last.”

Ye Qing nodded. She finally understood the whole story, so she didn't ask too much.

Then, she started to look at the clothes, and realized that although they were all red, the quality of the various clothes inside were much better than the ones outside, especially the row of scarves hanging on the shelf.

”I'll take this one.” Finally, Ye Qing chose a light red scarf. There was only this scarf. The red one wasn't that deep yet, and its design was long and slim. Its lines were simple and smooth, just right for her to like.

”Oh, this color is very light.” The female shop assistant reminded him.

”Yes, it's too red. I'm afraid of being suppressed.” Ye Qing smiled.

Exiting the shop, Sang Qing immediately put on the scarf she had just bought and strolled along the winter streets of Shanghai, feeling as if she had been reborn.

She really liked this scarf.

Back at the hotel, she even wanted to sleep with it.

Unfortunately, the next day, she felt some discomfort in her neck.

She didn't know why, but when she was wandering around outside, the wind made her neck tingle, as if there was a wound on it.

He wouldn't be tied up with a scarf, right?

Even Ye Qing herself found this conjecture hilarious.

At night, when she took off her scarf and looked in the mirror, she found a faint mark on her neck.

She did not understand why.

In addition, she also had a strange feeling that the color of the scarf had turned even redder.

The next day, Ye Qing went to a lot of places, such as the Bund, the city temple, the New World, Shanghai Museum, they were all famous attractions in Shanghai, until her legs were sore to the point that she could barely walk, only then did she return to the hotel.

After showering, she lay down and slept. She was so tired that she forgot to look in the mirror and did not realize that the marks on her neck were even more pronounced than yesterday.

That night, Ye Qing had a dream. In her dream, there was a long and thin serpent coiled around her neck, making her unable to breathe. It made her constantly suck blood from her neck.

Early in the morning, when the sky was still dark, Ye Qing was awoken by the nightmare. She instantly sat up and relaxed. When she realized that it was a dream, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

At this moment, she noticed something. The light red scarf was hanging around her neck.

Only now did she show the slightest bit of resistance towards the scarf. She hurriedly flung it away and even threw it far away.