return robbery

20xx. 01. 08
At 0 o'clock in the morning, Xiao's ritual was started.

Because of sleeping for a few hours, Xiao's mental state seemed to be a little better, but the pain in his stomach did not decrease at all.

I feel tired, I don't plan to stay with Xiao any more, I'm going back upstairs to sleep with Yaoer.

"Grandpa will wake up to be with you in a while?" I asked.

"Yes, you don't have to worry." Xiao replied.

I still wake up at [-]:[-] am as usual and start my day's routine.

The hours pass, the days slide on water, and everything looks peaceful.However, many relatives and friends around us are sick, and basically have no further contact.

Because the things we encountered intensified, Yaoer's grandpa and grandma always looked sad and felt anxious.But they choose to understand us, and when we need help, they will try their best to help.

Since the winter vacation, Yao'er hasn't gone out again, but he doesn't feel lonely.

He made reasonable arrangements by himself. From Monday to Friday, he arranged to do winter homework every day, and on Saturdays and Sundays, he only arranged for entertainment.

Yaoer plays the piano for 10 minutes a day, plays games for an hour, and then watches a movie in the afternoon, and stays in the room to read a book after taking a bath at night.

In the afternoon, Xiao's stomach didn't hurt so much, and he felt better mentally, but his whole body was still numb and achy.

The talisman paper that Xiao Yu bought a few days ago arrived. I piled up the talisman paper in the cabinet and planned to start writing the talisman tomorrow, because I had to revise and organize the articles on the computer at night.

In fact, according to my mother's plan, I was supposed to write my last letter on the 31st of last month, and return on the New Year's Day of the new year.

However, too many extraterritorial demons and Indian cults intervened, causing the plan to fail and everything became complicated.And what happened next is so closely linked that I can only continue to write.

From New Year's Day to today, only eight days have passed, but many things have happened, all surrounding the building of the ladder and Xiao.

Xiao has been hovering on the verge of death. In order to solve his problem, we have also seen all the indifference of human feelings.

In any case, I hope Xiao can survive this catastrophe and not be hurt again.

At seven o'clock in the night, Xiao went to bed, but the Taoist priest told him that he could only sleep until eleven o'clock.

I edited the article in the study upstairs, fed Bai Sha at 09:30, and then took him downstairs to bite walnuts.

I also took the computer downstairs and continued to revise the article.

Yao'er's grandpa and grandma didn't want to disturb me, so they went back to their room to rest.The small room seemed very quiet, and Bai Sha stopped making noise, and obediently fell asleep on the sofa next to him.

At 10:30, I was supposed to take Baisha upstairs, but seeing him sleeping peacefully on his stomach, I couldn’t bear to wake him up, so I decided to take him upstairs at eleven o’clock and wake Xiao up by the way.

At eleven o'clock, I took Bai Sha upstairs, then went into the bedroom to wake Xiao up.

When I went downstairs again, I warmed up two cups of milk and some bread, ate them with Xiao, and talked casually.

After eating, Xiao's spirit looked better.I felt relieved, and continued to revise the article on the computer, and then sent it to Novels.com for storage to be published.