C2 (1/2)

I covered my chest before noticing the body in the red coffin.

She was dressed in a woman's outfit, with long dark hair, and I couldn't see what she looked like because of the darkness.

This should be the elder sister that Second Uncle and Grandma were talking about, right? Looking at her like this was quite scary.

I unconsciously looked away from her, afraid that I might break down if I looked at her for a while longer.

She kept comforting herself that she was already dead, that she was no different from the usual dead pigs and chickens, and that there was no need to be afraid.

After comforting myself for a while, I felt a lot more at ease. Coincidentally, at this moment, a sound came from the outside.

I pricked up my ears and heard my grandmother's voice. She seemed to be talking to someone, but she was too far away to hear me.

I struggled to change my position, but the coffin was so small that it was harder to change my position than to climb into the sky.

After a few attempts, I still ended in failure. In the end, I gave up and could only continue lying on the ground.

My chest felt something, and when I subconsciously touched it, it was her hand.

I pulled back as if electrocuted and crawled forward.

My current situation was above her. She was completely pressed down by me, and I had nowhere to place my hands except on top of her. She might have died a little too long, so her body was very hard.

Previously, he had taken off his underwear as per his grandma's request. Lying on the ground like that, his chest was uncomfortably tight.

After holding on for a while, I began to move again. To be honest, I really couldn't keep still all the time.

But this time, something happened. I felt a grab on my chest. It wasn't the touch from before, but the grab.

I jumped up almost at the same time I was caught, my head almost hitting the lid of the coffin and killing me.

I held my head and grimaced, and when I recovered from the pain and felt the grip, it was gone.

I immediately focused my attention on the female corpse under me. There's only the two of us here, could she have done it?

Even I was startled by this thought as I kept shaking my head while comforting myself that it was impossible. She's already dead, so how could it be her?

Who else could it be other than her?

Just when I was extremely nervous, I heard another commotion from outside. Different from the previous conversation, it seems that I have made a move this time.

I craned my neck to listen, and soon the fighting stopped.

It's really strange. I tried a few times but still couldn't open the coffin's lid. I didn't know what Second Uncle had placed on it.

I wanted to change my position. I wanted to lie down for a while because I couldn't stand it.

Who knew that when I turned around, I would see that the female corpse had opened her eyes.

It wasn't an illusion, it was real, and I stared at her in horror, and then I saw her grin at me.

”Ghost!”

I was completely scared and cold sweat sweated down my back as I screamed out loud. I subconsciously wanted to get up, but I bumped into the coffin lid once again. My head sank and I fainted on the spot.

When I woke up again, I was still here. The dead woman was still lying under me, but she didn't open her eyes or smile at me.

Even so, I don't dare to stay here anymore. This female corpse is too strange. Ever since I entered, she has been dishonest.

It made me think of the fake corpse that Second Uncle told me about when I was young.

I shivered, but didn't give up and pushed the coffin lid.

To my surprise, it was pushed away this time.

I was overjoyed and was even happier than if it was my birthday. I used all of my strength to directly push the coffin lid to the ground.

Clang!

There was a muffled sound, and after holding it in for an entire night, I finally saw the light.

I jumped out of the red coffin. It felt good to see the sun again.

I enjoyed the feeling and soon noticed that something was wrong.

Looking over, I didn't see Second Uncle and Grandma.

The entire hall no longer had the same appearance as yesterday. The floor was covered in yellow paper. I clearly remembered that my grandma spilled these outside. Why did she run all the way into the room?

Not only that, the filial piety hanging from the beams of the houses had also been removed, falling down in disorder. It seemed that the wind from yesterday wasn't small.

As I walked out of the living room, I suddenly remembered the sounds of fighting I heard yesterday. I couldn't help but sweat for my grandmother.

Just as I walked out of the hall, I saw a person standing next to the locust tree in the courtyard. She seemed very weak as she held onto it.

His clothes were torn and torn, fluttering in the wind, making him look very miserable.

I frowned and hurried over, only to realize that this person was my grandmother.

I was stunned. How did my grandmother become like this in one night? What happened tonight?

I forcefully suppressed the astonishment in my heart as I helped my grandmother up. I asked her in heartache, ”Grandma, are you alright?”

Only then did Grandma raise her head to look at me. She was very gratified. She shook her head and said, ”Grandma is fine. It's good that you're fine!”

Grandma touched my face, and I immediately burst into tears, crying to Grandma to tell her that I was unfilial, she was not able to enjoy my blessings even at her age, so it's fine if she worries about me.

Although Grandma and Second Uncle weren't willing to tell me what had happened, I knew very well that it was all because of me.

They love me, so they don't want to tell me that they have to take all this on their own. I felt useless.

Grandma touched my cheek and didn't say anything. I helped her back into the room and found a chair for her to sit on.