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Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works! On a hot summer day, at 2 o'clock in the morning, in the quiet village of Dongtun Village, from the east side of the village, a scream pierced the night sky "Ah". At the same time, a boy of about 20 years old woke up in the yard of Li's house. "It seemed that there was telepathy. Li Yuan was awakened from his sleep. He was covered in cold sweat and felt cold from the bottom of his heart." The dream just now slowly emerged in his mind, and the back of a woman appeared. Standing still at the door of his home, he was about 40 years old, wearing floral half-sleeves, black trousers, and a worn-out shoe on his foot. The trousers were wet with water plants and mud. Judging from his appearance, he must have just returned from farming. Corn is commonly grown in Dongtun. Why are the clothes so messy? Li Yuan slowly approached. Li Yuan looked at the familiar figure on the back, which looked like the figure of Aunt Li in Tunxi, and shouted, " Auntie?" Strangely, Aunt Li remained motionless. Li Yuan walked over and patted the woman on the shoulder, "Auntie, what are you doing here? It's so late!" As he said this, he looked at Aunt Li's reaction. Unexpectedly, Li Yuan lost his patience and walked to Aunt Li. When he turned around, he glanced at Aunt Li's face. It didn't matter. He saw the blood on Aunt Li's face. Nothing, staring at him with empty eyes, a strange smile on his face, one hand always holding on his neck, Li Yuan, who is not afraid of anything, was shocked when he saw it. At this time, it was too late to think too much, Li Yuan's feet had stopped in front of Aunt Li, "Aunt Li? Aunt Li?" Li Yuan asked tentatively, under the night, Aunt Li still did not move, suddenly, Aunt Li grabbed Li Yuan's right hand...