Spiritual Walker

Songhai City.

At 7:30 in the morning, in the dim room, on the soft big bed, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly woke up, covering his head, and hunched like a shrimp.

His head felt like it was splitting, as if there were steel needles embedded in his head, and his scalp was twitching in pain, causing hallucinations and illusions. Chaotic images flashed through his mind, and his ears were full of noisy and meaningless noises.

Zhang Yuanqing knew that his old illness had relapsed.

He climbed up from the bed tremblingly, opened the drawer of the bedside table, tremblingly touched the medicine bottle, unscrewed it impatiently, poured out five or six small blue pills, and swallowed them whole.

Then, he threw himself back on the bed, gasping for breath, enduring the severe pain.

After more than ten seconds, the soul-tearing headache weakened and then calmed down. .

"Hu..." Zhang Yuanqing exhaled a breath of relief, with cold sweat all over his head.

When he was in high school, he got a strange disease. The symptoms were that his brain uncontrollably recalled all past memories, including forgotten junk information; uncontrollably collected external information and analyzed it; and the brain's control over the body reached an incredible degree.

Fortunately, this state could not last too long and would be interrupted because the body was overwhelmed.

It was because of this ability that he was admitted to Songhai University, a prestigious university ranked among the top in the country.

Zhang Yuanqing called this state brain overload. He thought he might evolve into a superman, but because his body could not support this evolution, it was frequently interrupted.

When he told the doctor about this speculation, the doctor said he did not understand, but was shocked, and suggested that he go to the psychiatric department downstairs.

In short, the hospital could not find the cause of the disease. Later, his mother brought him a special medicine from abroad, and the condition was controlled. As long as he took the medicine regularly, he would not have an attack.

"I must have not rested well last night and was too tired. It's all Jiang Yu'er's fault. He had to come to my room to play games in the middle of the night..."

Although he said this, he felt heavy in his heart, because Zhang Yuanqing knew that the effect of the medicine began to weaken and his symptoms became more and more serious.

"I have to increase the dosage in the future..." Zhang Yuanqing put on cotton slippers, came to the window, and opened the curtains.

The sun rushed in and filled the room.

In April in Songhai City, the spring is bright and the morning breeze is cool and comfortable.

"Dong Dong!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the grandmother shouted outside the door:

"Yuanzi, get up."

"Don't get up!" Zhang Yuanqing refused coldly. He wanted to take a nap.

It was a bright spring day and it was the weekend. Wouldn't it be a waste of life if he didn't sleep in?

"I'll give you three minutes. If you don't get up, I'll splash you to wake you up."

The grandmother was even more cold and ruthless.

"I know, I know..." Zhang Yuanqing immediately gave in.

He knew that his grumpy grandmother could really do this.

When Zhang Yuanqing was still in elementary school, his father died in a car accident. His strong-willed mother did not remarry and took her son back to Songhai to settle down and left him to be taken care of by his grandparents.

He plunged into his career and became a strong woman praised by his relatives.

Later, his mother bought a house, but Zhang Yuanqing did not like the empty big flat and still lived with his grandparents.

Anyway, his mother went out early and came back late every day, and went on business trips every three or five days. She was devoted to her career. Even if she did not work overtime on weekends, she would order takeout at mealtime.

What she said most to her son was "Is the money enough? If not, tell mom." A strong mother who can satisfy you financially sounds good.

But Zhang Yuanqing always smiled and said to his mother: The pocket money given by grandma and aunt is enough.

Well, there is also his aunt.

The woman who insisted on coming to his room to play games last night was his aunt.

Zhang Yuanqing yawned, turned the doorknob of the bedroom, and came to the living room.

The house in his grandmother's house, including the common area, is 150 square meters. When he sold the old house to buy this new house, Zhang Yuanqing remembered that it was more than 40,000 per square meter.

Six or seven years later, the housing price in this community has risen to 110,000 per square meter, nearly doubling.

Fortunately, his grandfather had foresight back then. If he changed to the old house before, Zhang Yuanqing could only sleep in the living room. After all, he has grown up now and can no longer sleep with his aunt.

On the long dining table next to the living room, the culprit who gave him a headache was drinking porridge "gugugu", and her pink slippers were sticking up under the table.

Her facial features are delicate and beautiful, her round oval face looks quite sweet, and there is a teardrop mole at the corner of her right eye.

Because she had just gotten up, her big, messy waves were scattered, making her look a little more lazy and charming.

My aunt is Jiang Yuer, four years older than him.

Seeing Zhang Yuanqing coming out, my aunt licked the porridge on her lips and said in surprise:

"Oh, you got up so early, this is not your style."

"Your mother did it."

"Why are you scolding me?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at my aunt's beautiful face, energetic and bright.

It is said that the night will not treat those who stay up late badly, it will give you dark circles, but this law does not seem to work on the woman in front of him.

The grandmother in the kitchen heard the noise, poked her head out to take a look, and after a while, she came out with a bowl of porridge.

There were silver threads in the grandmother's black hair, and her eyes were very sharp. At first glance, she was the kind of old lady with a bad temper.

Although her loose skin and shallow wrinkles have taken away her charm, it can be vaguely seen that she had a good appearance when she was young.

Zhang Yuanqing took the porridge handed by her grandmother, gulped down a mouthful, and said:

"Where is grandpa?"

"He went out for a walk." Grandma said.

Grandpa is a retired criminal policeman. Even though he is old, his life is still very regular. He must go to bed at 10 o'clock every night and wake up at 6 o'clock in the morning.

The beautiful aunt drank the porridge and said with a smile:

"After breakfast, aunt will take you to the mall to buy clothes."

Are you so kind? Zhang Yuanqing was about to agree, but his grandmother gave him a murderous look:

"If you dare to go, I'll break your dog's legs."

"Mom, why are you like this?" The aunt said with a bitch face: "I just want to buy some spring clothes for Yuanzi, and you are not happy? Although the word "nephew" has a foreign character, he is still my relative~"

The grandmother broke all the laws with one force, "Do you also want to be broken your dog's legs?"

The aunt curled her lips and lowered her head to drink porridge.

When Zhang Yuanqing heard the game between the mother and daughter, he knew that the grandmother must have arranged a blind date for the aunt again, and the quirky aunt wanted to drag him to muddy the water.

In the past, she did it this way, taking the nephew to a blind date, sitting for a few minutes, the socially arrogant nephew would get the blind date, and the two men talked happily, from people's livelihood to the world situation, and she had nothing to do with the whole process.

She only needs to drink beverages and play with her phone, and the blind date will feel happy and feel good about herself because she has shown enough social experience and knowledge in front of the beauty.

Jiang Yuer has been delicate and cute since she was a child. She is praised by neighbors. She is beautiful, sweet and well-behaved, and is very popular with the elders.

Such a beautiful girl, of course, the grandmother must guard against it. When she was in junior high school, she was told not to fall in love early or go out with male classmates.

The little daughter did not disappoint her. She did not have a boyfriend until she graduated from college. But after entering the society, especially after her 25th birthday at the beginning of the year, the grandmother was a little restless.

I thought to myself, I just don't let you fall in love early, I didn't let you be a leftover woman, how many years of youth can a woman have?

So she called together the old sisters, collected information about young talents from all over the world, and arranged blind dates for her daughter.

"Grandma, it's clear that she doesn't want to date. A forced melon is not sweet." Zhang Yuanqing ate a bun and volunteered:

"Why don't you arrange a blind date for me? My melon is sweet."

Grandma said angrily: "You are still young, why are you in a hurry? There are only female classmates in college, can't you find one yourself? If you make trouble again, I will beat you up."

Grandma is a southern woman, but her temper is not gentle at all, she is very hot-tempered.

Even Zhang Yuanqing's mother, a career woman, dare not contradict grandma.

I'm grown up, okay, I've been a craftsman for several years... Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.

After breakfast, at the strong request of grandma, my aunt went back to her room to change clothes and put on makeup, and went out for a blind date.

My aunt put on light makeup, which made her look even more bright and charming.

The fluffy round-neck sweater was paired with a long coat, and the light-colored narrow-leg jeans wrapped her long legs, which were well-proportioned and round. The narrow trouser legs are tucked into black Martin boots.

The simple forest style is not glamorous or flashy, but very delicate.

The aunt threw him a "you know" look, carried her bag, and went out with her waist twisted:

"Mom, I'm going out for a blind date."

Zhang Yuanqing returned to the room, slowly changed into a black T-shirt, a jacket, and put on running shoes.

After a few minutes, he opened the bedroom door.

Grandma was cleaning in the living room. When she saw him come out, she stopped her work and looked at him silently.

Zhang Yuanqing imitated the tone of his aunt:

"Mom, I'm going out for a blind date too."

"Get back." Grandma raised the broom and threatened: "If you dare to step out of this door, your dog legs will be broken."

"Okay!" Zhang Yuanqing returned to the bedroom without hesitation.

Sitting at the desk, he held up his phone and sent a message to his aunt:

"He died before he could accomplish his mission, which always makes heroes cry."

"Speak human language!"

My aunt must have been driving, and her reply was concise.

"My grandma stopped me at home, you should go on a blind date by yourself."

My aunt sent a voice message.

Zhang Yuanqing clicked it, and Jiang Yuer's angry voice sounded from the speaker:

"What's the use of you!!"

My aunt withdrew a voice message and sent another one, this time with a different tone, acting coquettishly and cutely:

"Good nephew, come quickly, aunt loves you the most, Mua~"

Oh, woman!

You want me to offend my grandma by acting coquettishly and cutely? At least you have to send a red envelope.

At this time, a slightly harsh ringtone came. Zhang Yuanqing came to the living room. Under the gaze of his grandmother, he pressed the call button of the building intercom and said:

"Who is it!"

"Courier."

A voice came from the speaker.

Zhang Yuanqing pressed the door-opening button. After two or three minutes, a courier in uniform took the elevator upstairs with a package in his arms:

"Is it Zhang Yuanqing?"

"It's me."

I didn't buy it online... He signed for it with a confused look on his face and took a look at the package information. The package did not have the sender written on it, but the address was Hangzhou City, Jiangnan Province next door.

He returned to the room, found a paper cutter from the desk drawer, and opened the package.

Inside was a black card wrapped in an anti-fall air cushion and a yellow letter.

Zhang Yuanqing picked up a black card the size of an ID card. The material seemed to be metal, but it was very warm to the touch. The card was made very beautifully, with a light silver cloud pattern on the edge and a black full moon in the center.

The black full moon was printed very delicately, and the irregular patches on the surface were clearly visible.

What is it? With doubt in his heart, he opened the envelope and unfolded the letter.

"Yuanzi, I got a very interesting thing. I thought it could change my life, but I have limited ability and cannot control it. I think it should not be a problem if it is you.

"Brother, this is my gift to you.

"Lei Yibing!"