Instract

This year, there are many more unemployed people than usual, and the cold wind has raised the unemployment rate again.

Beckham wrapped her coat tightly and could still feel the coldness getting in along the neckline.

"This damn weather!" Beckham, who cursed in a low voice, suddenly felt that she seemed to bump into something head-on and looked up at a strong man. The angular face, eagle-eyed sword eyebrows, and three scars on the left cheek. In short, it doesn't look like a good person.

"Brother, I know I've been in a financial crisis recently... But I can't find a job and I don't have money. I have old and young... I still have to support my family..." Beckham suddenly grabbed the sleeve of the man in front of her and began to wipe his nose.

"You...are you making a mistake? ..." Liu Xin was stunned for a moment, then touched his chin and looked doubtfully at the man in front of him who was only about 20 years old and looked particularly sloppy.

"Huh? I'm sorry to think of you as a robber. Beckham touched her hair, then straightened her face and continued to walk forward.

This is probably the first meeting between Mo Xiaobei and Liu Xin, the owner of an antique shop, which is embarrassing and funny.

Late night.

Beckham woke up from his dream and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. This damn dream has been bothering him for 20 years, but he still won't let him go. Over the years, no matter where he goes, he can't get rid of it. As long as he closes his eyes, the scene that frights him emerges.

In the dream, he will see a pair of green snake pupils, and then be pierced through his chest by a halberd fork, so real that every time he wakes up, the sweat of horror will wet his whole body.

"Ha...ha..." He sat in **, constantly gasping for breath.

He turned his head and looked at the window.

The general feeling of being stared at by something made him particularly uncomfortable.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

Outside the window is a pair of eyes emitting a faint green light.