I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 938 Maybe You Can Forgive 3
"Those ones……"

"What is it?" he asked.

I thought about it, and couldn't help asking him, "Before answering your question, can I ask, does mom know about this?"

Father shook his head directly.

I am dubious.

"She really doesn't know?"

"do not know."

Thinking about it carefully, if my mother sees that the drawer is full of talisman papers, it is estimated that the person sitting in front of me now will not be my father, but my mother.

"I promise, she doesn't know yet, but if you don't tell the truth, I don't mind telling her, and then let her ask you."

Father finally zoomed in.

"Okay! I surrender, I say."

He nodded, did not speak, and waited for my next words.

I got up, walked to the desk, took the key to the drawer, opened the bottom drawer, and took out a thick stack of ghost-suppressing charms.

"That's what you said, right?"

"Correct."

"These are symbols."

"I can tell it's a talisman, tell me what kind of talisman these are."

"Suppressing Ghost Talisman."

"Where did it come from?"

"I... I drew it myself."

The father's eyes widened immediately, and he was dumbfounded for a long time before uttering a few words: "Did you draw it?"

"Yes."

"You... where did you learn these crooked ways?"

"It's not crooked."

"What do you draw these things for? It's the 21st century, and you actually make these things..."

Father stood up with his hands on his waist, as if he didn't know what to do with me.

Walking back and forth in the room, after I don't know how many times he swayed in front of my eyes, he suddenly stopped, took advantage of my unpreparedness, and snatched all the ghost-suppressing charms from my hand.

"I confiscated these."

His tone was non-negotiable.

"What do you want to do with those talismans?"

"Of course it is burned."

"Dad, that's a ghost-suppressing talisman, you can't just burn it casually."

"I can't control that much."

After finishing speaking, he turned around to leave, I rushed to the door and stopped him.

"Dad, that thing is still useful to me, you can't burn it."

I have been painting for a long time, and finally saved so much. If I burn it with a fire, it will be a waste, even if it does not cause trouble.

Yellow paper, vermilion ink, and other materials used for drawing symbols were all bought with money. Nowadays, it is not easy to buy these things, and the price is not cheap.

"You get out of the way."

"No, you give me the talisman."

"If you don't learn well at a young age, I can't let you continue to draw these crooked talismans. If I find out, I will really tell your mother."

"Dad, sit down first and listen to my explanation."

Some things may not be hidden after all.

In this life, my parents have not suffered any harm because of me, I am very fortunate.

I was going to keep it a secret because I didn't want them to think about me and make them think I was an anomaly.

The father was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and walked to the bed, and sat down.

"Okay, you explain, I want to hear how you want to explain."

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't dare to leave the door half a step away. I still blocked the door with both hands. After organizing the words in my mind, I slowly said, "Didn't you and your mother always wonder why my left eye is different from ordinary people?"

"Yes, we are a little curious."

"After going to so many hospitals, there is nothing abnormal about my eyes, right?"

"Yes, there is indeed nothing unusual."

"Actually, my left eye..."

I gritted my teeth and had to think about my father's reaction after the truth was told. I think he should not be able to accept it.

After waiting for a while, he urged, "Say it! Don't you want to explain?"

"Dad, let me tell you the truth, you have to make sure that you are not afraid."

"Okay, I promise I'm not afraid."

He answered me without thinking.

I bit the bullet, took a deep breath, and told the truth directly.

"My left eye is yin and yang, and I can...can see things that ordinary people can't see."

"Through yin and yang?"

Father raised his brows and seemed unable to understand what I meant for a while.

"Correct."

"Things that ordinary people can't see are..." he whispered.

"ghost."

I thought my father would turn pale and tremble with fright, but he didn't expect to laugh out loud when he heard the word 'ghost'.

I looked at him very seriously, but he couldn't stop laughing.

"What I'm saying is true."

"My baby girl, have you watched too many horror movies?" My father didn't believe me.

He held up the ghost-suppressing talisman in his hand, and tears came from the corners of his eyes.

"I don't care where you learned these things. In short, don't draw again in the future. Don't talk about yin and yang eyes and hell. Especially don't let your mother hear it. Otherwise, she may directly make an appointment with a psychiatrist."

"..."

16 years ago, most people did not believe in ghosts and gods, and 16 years later, with the development of economy and technology, people do not believe in ghosts and gods even more.

Although his reaction was beyond my expectation, it was also reasonable.

I collected myself and said solemnly: "Whether you believe it or not, what I said is the truth."

"Good girl, if you continue to do this, I think I can make an appointment with a psychiatrist for you without your mother's consent."

"Dad, can you be more serious?"

"I'm very serious!"

"Am I saying it's true?"

"Please make up a decent reason, at least convince me! You tell me that you can see hell, how can I believe it?"

He spread his hands, stopped laughing, and got up directly.

"Okay, I'll help you get rid of these things, and don't do this again in the future."

As he spoke, he walked towards me.

Standing still in front of me, he said: "Recently, I will keep an eye on you."

"Dad, I'm telling the truth."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

His head was almost shaking like a wave drum, which looked a little funny.

I can't laugh or cry.

At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked.

My heart skipped a beat, and before I could react, I heard my mother's voice outside the door: "Sixi, are you studying?"

"Uh...yes, I'm studying."

I hurried to the table, picked up a book and sat down pretendingly, not forgetting to tell my father: "Put the amulet away and don't let my mother see it."

Father nodded, and just as he stuffed a handful of talismans into his trouser pocket, the door was pushed open by his mother.

Seeing the father, the mother was a little surprised, "The child is studying, what are you doing here?"

"I...I supervise her study."

The mother caught a glimpse of the big bag protruding from the father's trouser pocket, and asked with a strange expression, "What's in your pocket?"

Father smiled: "Nothing."

"Could you be hiding money behind my back?"

"no no."

"Take out the things in your pocket and let me have a look."

"It's really not private money, it's just a pile of waste paper."

My father pretended to be calm, took out the things in his pocket, and quickly crumpled them into a ball. The speed was so fast that it was as fast as thunder.

"I just helped my daughter with a few math problems. This is a pile of waste paper. I planned to throw it away."

While speaking, he threw the paper ball into the trash can.

(End of this chapter)