Deadly Twelve Days/C2 Twelfth birthday
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C2 Twelfth birthday

I clearly remember that when my father said those words, my grandfather's originally terrifyingly pale face turned even paler. However, he didn't say anything to my father and just walked to my side with an embarrassed smile.

Although I was a little afraid of him at the time, I somehow felt a sense of familiarity when I saw him. However, because I saw my father's fierce expression, I lowered my head and focused on eating.

After we finished eating, Grandpa took out a big bag of red and green sugar and placed it in front of me like a magic trick. He said with a smile, "Child, today is your birthday. Grandpa brought it for you."

I stared straight at the big bag of candy. I really wanted it, but since my father didn't say anything, I could only look at him in anticipation, waiting for his approval.

Her father slammed the bowl down onto the table, his face extremely unsightly. He sat there for a long time with bloodshot eyes before speaking in a low voice, "I'll give it to you."

After hearing my father's words, it was as though I had been granted amnesty. I immediately put away the big bag of sugar.

However, when I turned around and returned to the dining table, my father had disappeared, leaving only my grandfather there. Although I was a bit curious, I didn't think too much and chatted with my grandfather for a while.

Actually, I already thought about it. Where did this old man come from? Why is he so bad?

However, my father didn't say anything. At that time, my grandfather also didn't tell me.

When I got back in the evening, I found my father sitting in the living room with a cold face, waiting for me to come back. There were three sets of cutlery on the table, and I was ecstatic to see him.

Unfortunately, my father didn't make any sound while we were eating. He had a sullen face, causing me to not dare to speak loudly. I could only continue to eat nearby. Grandfather didn't say anything.

When night fell and my grandfather still hadn't left, my father made me go to bed early. I was very tired, so I fell asleep not long after lying on the bed.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I was startled by a loud noise. When I opened my eyes, I saw my father sitting beside my bed, nervously looking out the window.

I followed my father's gaze and saw that it was pitch black outside. The roars of hurricanes came one after another, as if they were prehistoric monsters. Even the windows were blown so hard that they were popping, as if the end of the world was approaching.

Trembling with fear, I curled up in my father's arms and squinted unsteadily out the window into the darkness.

I don't know how long this hurricane continued for, but I heard an aged roar from outside the window, "Fourth Seal, Great Elder. I'll let Grandpa suffer this second seal for you!"

With that, the hurricane outside the window immediately stopped and returned to normal, as if all of this was just a dream.

I looked up at my father. Tears were streaming down his face, and he was hugging me tightly, choking me with his broad chest.

It wasn't until dawn of the next day that my father carried me outside the courtyard. My small courtyard was filled with wounds and mounds, as if dozens of wild boars had just passed through it. My grandfather's clothes were tattered and he was lying in the mud with a wooden bracelet tightly held in his hand.

This bracelet was made of white wood with four round beads the size of eyeballs. In the middle, it was connected by a fine and flexible branch, and it looked newly carved. It felt extremely cool and comfortable to the touch, and the locust tree that had been planted by Grandfather in the yard had already disappeared without a trace.

"Xiao Yi, this is grandpa. Call him grandpa." Father looked at the grandpa on the ground and kneeled down miserably, lowering his head as he spoke to me.

This is the first time in twelve years that I've heard that I have a grandfather. Although I called him grandpa numbly, I didn't feel too sad for the death of this kind old man who I've only known for a day. I just knelt at my father's request, blankly watching as my father knelt down and gently tidied up his messy hair.

While taking care of my grandfather's affairs, my father stayed on his knees for three days and three nights, neither eating nor drinking, while I acted like a puppet, following the elders' instructions and doing everything that a grandson should do.

From then on, the old man who had only appeared for a day in my life disappeared once more, almost completely forgetting his memories as he followed my path to school.

In the blink of an eye, nearly twelve years had passed, and now I had graduated from college and was working as a salesman for a small real estate agency in a bustling metropolis like SZ.

Tomorrow is my twenty-fourth birthday. I expressionlessly finished the work I was doing and cleaned up the entire store. After that, it was already around 11 PM.

I shook my head, smiled helplessly, closed the door, and went out.

The street was quiet and deserted except for the solitary streetlights and the long and short shadows that accompanied me.

"Pa da, pa da." Clear footsteps could be heard from far away. It was like the sound of a pendulum, rhythmic and clear.

I wish you a happy birthday! I wish you a happy birthday!" From the corner of the street, a faint sound of singing could be heard. I looked over and saw three people carrying a birthday cake with candles burning on it.

I looked back and saw that there was no one there. I couldn't help but laugh. It felt like these people were giving me a birthday. However, my birthday wasn't today, but tomorrow instead!

Seeing that these people were getting closer and closer, I couldn't help but to look over my shoulder. I couldn't help but shiver as I saw that these people were holding a big bowl of rice with two thick white candles in their hands.

Besides, I don't know if it was my eyes or if the light was not too bright now, but these people had their heads down, their faces unclear, and they looked vague, and the song of "Happy Birthday" was sung by them in a mournful, mournful way.

I secretly cursed in my heart, thinking that it would be better to avoid all of this. Thus, I hastened my steps, thinking to leave quickly to calculate the outcome, but just as I brushed past them, a loud 'pa' sound rang out and the large bowl that they were carrying fell to the ground. Rice grains splattered all over the place, turning into a bunch of white flowers, as though paper money was strewn all over the floor.

'F * ck! 'My body spasmed and I was so scared that my soul almost flew out of my body.

I sprinted all the way, breathing in the cool and dry air in big gulps. Due to not being able to move much all year round, I already felt a burning pain in my chest, so I slowly slowed down my steps.

At this moment, a blinding light shone on their faces, followed by the roar of the engine. It seemed like it was the princes who had nothing better to do every day.

I gritted my teeth and instinctively threw myself to the side of the road. Immediately, I felt my body lighten, as if I was slowly floating. I panted for a few breaths as I looked at the cars that were getting further and further away, and cursed for a long time before I tidied up my clothes that were covered in dust.

But at that moment, I glanced over and discovered that there was a person lying motionlessly beside me. Seeing that his body was similar to mine, I mustered my courage and walked towards that person.

However, just as I got closer, a strange feeling immediately appeared in my heart. This is really strange, this guy actually pretends to wear the same clothes as me, even his body is similar.

I cursed under my breath. I didn't know which family this drunk cat was from, but it was actually sleeping on the corner of the road. It wasn't afraid of being hit by a car at all.

When I got close to him, I squatted down in the dim light of the street lamp and began to examine him. However, when I didn't look at him, I was immediately startled. He looked just like me, except that he was dressed in the same clothes.

I didn't know if he was dead or not. I was about to take out my phone to call the police, but after searching for half a day, there was nothing in my pockets.

I couldn't help but suddenly think that I might have thrown out my phone just now, so I stood up to look for my phone. But just as I straightened up, I felt someone pushing me, causing me to stagger towards the person on the ground.

Before I could curse or curse, I felt my vision go black and my head go blank. After being muddled for a while, I felt a sharp pain all over my body, and I sucked in a cold breath of air as I sat up.

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