Listen to a story while waiting for your meal

The night before Malaysia's MCO 3.0, I went out to eat with some good friends from the university. Thinking that you can dine in a month later, if you don’t like dine-in very much, you will feel that you should go to dine-in.

There were many people that night, and the waiter told them to wait for an hour when ordering food, are you ok?

We were not in a hurry, so we continued to wait.

While we were waiting, we talked about stories. There are many stories, but I only pick the more mysterious ones. Those things that don’t make sense and can’t be seen always fascinate me.

The eldest daughter hates her new-born younger brother, and she beats and bullies him at every turn.

There is no reason.

Later, it was discovered that both the siblings had moles on the same position on the palms of their hands.

Because it was really unsatisfactory, the parents went to the temple to ask the gods for divination.

The master said that they were a couple in their previous lives, and they agreed to continue their relationship in this life.

When my friend said this, everyone said, "Oh..." The truth was revealed, and I was the only one who was confused.

I said, "Isn't it not a matter of continuing to be a sister and brother?"

"No, my sister is very resentful subconsciously, why can you only be a sister and brother."

I thought about it for a while, I loved it in my previous life, but I hate it in this life because they are siblings? If you always want to love as a lover, it is too persistent. There are many forms of love. I think it is rare to be able to accompany each other in the form of sisters and brothers. It is really a beautiful thing to have siblings.

There is a corner on the slope near the house where car accidents are common.

When I was 10, my mother took my hand and prepared to cross that road.

I heard a very gentle, very mother-like voice saying to me, "It's time to cross the road, hurry up."

I broke free from my mother's hand and crossed the road and was almost hit by a car.

My mother yelled at me, why did I run into the middle of the road by myself. I was still confused and didn't think to say the voice I heard.

Thinking about it now, it is estimated that some soul is looking for a substitute? Or too lonely and looking for another soul to accompany?

When I was young, I used to get up early on weekends and watch cartoons! We always use cartoon marathons on weekends, and there are cartoons from 8:00 am to 12:00 noon.

Behind the TV is the toilet.

While I was watching TV, I saw a huge spider running from behind the TV into the toilet. The legs of spiders are thin, black, and really big.

I woke my mom up and said there was a big spider in the toilet.

Mom went to see it and said no.

I told my friends about it when I grew up. A friend said, maybe that sentient being was accidentally seen by you while cultivating in your home. Don't they say that it is easier for children to see things that adults cannot?

I would sleepwalk until the third grade of elementary school. I talked to my parents about it and they thought it was okay because we looked like we were just walking while we were sleeping.

I also heard from my friend that when she sleepwalks, she folds clothes. I think she's someone who is used to doing housework.

I sleep upstairs and I can sleepwalk to the sofa downstairs. I found out that I was sleepwalking because I woke up in a different place than I lay down.

My sister also sleepwalks. One afternoon, around 4 o'clock, I came back from school with a newly borrowed comic, and I wanted to ask my sister to read it, but she happened to come downstairs. I called her many times, but she ignored me. I walked over to see her and saw her lying on the sofa with her eyes still closed. She was sleepwalking. I didn't panic because I had sleepwalking, and I didn't wake her up.

I have a storage room in my house, and few people go there except to store things.

No, my dad likes to take a nap there, he said it's cool there.

So, I went there to take a nap if I had nothing to do. However, I found that as long as I was sleeping in the pantry, I would definitely sleepwalk and go to the living room to continue sleeping.

So confused.

Later, when I locked the door and continued to sleep in the storage room, I would still sleepwalk out by myself (I really thought when I was a child, whether I locked the door or not in the room, I could go out of the room. ,Hahaha).

After thinking about it, I felt that something was wrong. There might be something in the storage room. I didn't feel very scared, I just didn't go there to sleep.

Just like that, a group of women told a lot of stories in an hour.

At the next table, a wheelchair-bound brother was celebrating his birthday with his family. He brought red eggs and cakes, and we sang a birthday song to him by the way.

The clam soup is very fishy, the signature tofu tastes like carrot cake, the fried southern milk pork is delicious, and the fried oil wheat is also delicious (I remember my mother's cooking is not very delicious, maybe there is a lot of MSG outside, and the heat is enough. ).