It was late at night and I heard the sound in my sleep.

The sound of being deliberately lowered is like someone talking and someone crying in depression.

who?

Is it parents?

what happens?

I suddenly became nervous.

I want to wake up and hear those sounds clearly.

But my body seemed to be pressed down, and I was pressed against the bed by a ghost, and I couldn't get up or even open my eyes.

The intermittent sounds gradually became clear.

I also felt a little light, as if my eyelids were slightly lifted...

black……

No, it's someone wearing black clothes.

"What a pity. In a few days, it will be her granddaughter's wedding."

“Has the wedding not affected?”

"No. The man came today, too. I'm very considerate of them."

The voice of my speech stopped me from struggling.

This voice...a completely unfamiliar voice, coupled with a very clear foreign language...

I'm completely awake.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the crowded living room.

Everyone around was wearing black clothes, women were wearing black long skirts and black veils to cover most of their faces, men were wearing black suits, and some even wore top hats.

My hand was held. I turned my head and saw a strange woman wearing black clothes.

My hands were very small, and my hands were held in the palm of my hand in black gloves by the woman.

I floated up and saw clearly the object I possessed.

I still remember this face fresh, just the photo I saw in the afternoon. The picture quality of that photo was blurry, and it was a family photo. The little girl stood beside her parents, at the edge of the photo.

It’s Enna’s mother-in-law! It’s her childhood!

I really didn't expect that I would dream of her.

Grandma Enna didn't see me, her big blue eyes staring at the front of her left.

I looked over and saw only the old man sitting on the sofa.

Related to Enna's perception, I saw the scene she saw.

The people on the seat had phantoms, like two people stacked together.

What is substantial and clearer is the male old man I saw, while the other old lady had only a vague phantom.

Someone walked up and greeted something. The old man reacted slightly slow, looked up at the person coming, showed a sudden enlightenment, and stood up from the chair. Both sides were polite and greetings. The man helped the old man and was led to the house inside by the old man.

The phantom of the old lady on the sofa became the only figure.

The old lady had silver hair and was wearing a floral dress at home. She lowered her head slightly, her expression was muffled, and she squinted her eyes, as if she was dozing off.

Enna turned her head and looked at her mother. Her mother was talking to her older brother and sister.

Enna looked at the old lady again.

She had some doubts in her heart.

She knew that the old lady was her grandmother Elizabeth. Before she came, her mother said that Elizabeth's grandmother was dead and had seen a coffin parked at home. The mother said that Elizabeth's grandmother was sleeping there.

At this age of Enna, I'm afraid she doesn't understand the meaning of death.

Someone came over and greeted Enna's mother.

Listening to the conversation between the two, this person should be the old lady's daughter-in-law.

"Aunt, Elizabeth's grandmother was disobedient and ran out." Enna suddenly said.

"What?"

Neither elders understood.

Enna pointed to the sofa, "Grandma Elizabeth ran out. She didn't sleep well on that black bed."

The two of them subconsciously looked at the sofa.

The single sofa is still empty.

"Enna, what are you talking about?"

"Don't joke, Enna. Today is not a joke day. Your grandmother Elizabeth...she..." The woman choked up.

Enna couldn't understand what the two of them meant at all, and looked at the sofa in confusion.

I felt Enna's consciousness was quietly changing. This feeling was like the strange blood flow I felt when using my abilities.

Enna didn't notice it.

It should be her doubts that made her use of power unconsciously.

This may be an instinct.

A person can blink when he wants to blink, rather than considering which nerves and muscles should be affected.

Enna had a doubt and wanted to get an answer.

The old lady on the sofa suddenly raised her head, looked at Enna, and smiled at Enna.

Enna felt encouraged, broke away from her mother's hand, ran to the single sofa, and opened her arms to the old lady on the sofa.

She threw herself into the sofa.

This made her a little confused again.

She looked up and looked at the old lady.

"Enna!" Enna's mother was a little angry.

The mourning guests around all looked at Enna.

The old lady's daughter-in-law's eyes were red, "Don't talk about the child anymore. She is so young... When her mother was there, she always sat there. When Enna came, she would hold her and sit on her lap, looking at the beautiful rings together..."

As soon as she spoke, everyone around her felt emotion.

What Enna wanted to say, rough, cold palm pressed on Enna's head.

Enna looked at the old lady.

"Good kid. Can you listen to your grandmother talk?"

Enna hesitated for a while, nodded, sat obediently on the sofa, leaning against the sofa armrest, her feet hung in the air, and kicked them twice. The black leather shoes hit the legs of the sofa.

The adults around had diverted their attention. Enna's mother did not come to control her again.

"Grandmother is dead." The old lady stroked Enna's braids, "The living cannot see the dead."

Enna looked at the old lady in confusion.

"Enna is a special child. God has given you talent. You can see the dead, you have to cherish this talent. Good kid... If you can't see me, I can only sit here alone. Now, you can listen to me." The old lady showed a kind smile, "I left too suddenly. I thought I could see your sister Sally put on a wedding dress."

"I saw it. My mother took me to see that day." Enna said, "The sisters in the store said that Sister Sally is very tall, has very white skin and is so beautiful."

Because of the quiet surroundings, she subconsciously lowered her voice.

No one noticed the child's words in the corner.

The old lady smiled, "Is Sister Sally good-looking?"

Enna nodded and showed a sweet smile.

"Enna will be a flower girl that day, right?"

Enna nodded again, holding her skirt with her hands, "But...but I'm not good-looking... fat..."

She also has baby fat, her belly is slightly erect, and her arms and calves are bulging.

Enna is very worried.

The old lady touched Enna's belly, "Enna is not fat. Enna is a child, so she has some flesh. Sister Sally was the same when she was as old as you. I was like this when I was a child."

Enna looked at the old lady, her eyes shining.

"Look, I have no meat now." The old lady showed her arms.

There is no excess fat on the arms, only a layer of loose skin.

"This is a very normal time. Everyone grows up like this and grows older like this. Enna, this is a very normal thing. Don't be sad."

Enna looked at the old lady and noticed something sensitively.

"It is normal for a person to be born and die alone. Don't be sad." The old lady stroked Enna's face with her cold hands, "Don't be sad for me."

"Enna." The mother called Enna.

Enna was pulled up by her mother and walked out.

The guests around also started to move.

I should have set out to the cemetery and buried the old lady's coffin.
Chapter completed!