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Open for business, all kinds of visitors. But have you ever done business with a ghost. Sometimes. They may not be there to scare people, but they only have unfulfilled long-cherished dreams in their hearts .......

A few years ago. I didn't have the strength to work, so I opened my next store, a trendy ready-to-wear store. The day after I opened the store, my sister brought her two-year-old daughter, Totoko, and said she wanted to see it.

Opened the door and suddenly didn't move. Then pulled her mom ready to go out the door. Sister held her, asked me this store is okay, big, how much is the rent, we are chatting. But the child wasn't honest about her sister's hand either and struggled to get out of the car, but she still wasn't very verbal, shouting "Mommy, go, get out".

My sister coaxed, "Boy is a good boy, wait a little longer." . Sister got impatient and said what's wrong with the boy today, we walked out the door and chatted in front of the door, and instead, Tong Tong stopped arguing.

As we set off, my sister suddenly said something strange. "Sister, I've heard people say that if the home and the children come over to play and are happy, it's a lucky house. On the contrary, if the child comes in and cries and doesn't move at all, it means the house is not very good. Seeing how our child is behaving, you'd better think about it." .

I don't mind what my sister says. The clothing store was renovated, paved and all the preliminary work was done. I was very happy, but I didn't expect strange things to just open up at the same time as my store.

First up was my white magnetic mug. On a dark afternoon, I got out the kettle and boiled it. After the water boiled, I turned around and realized that the mugs that were usually on the register were gone, opened a drawer and looked for them, and they still weren't there.

No way, the cups are usually kept at the cash register, there's no place for them in the store. Who would steal an ordinary white porcelain cup? Not to mention the fact that no customers have ever come in.

The moment I walked to the silver recycling counter to put my money in the drawer, I saw the white china mug I'd been looking for. It was on top of the cash register.

Then I turned on the kettle and was checking out when I suddenly saw white water vapor coming out of the battery from out of nowhere and hastily unplugged it. As soon as I touched the plug, the water vapor disappeared. When I opened the lid, the water was cold.

After a couple of similar things happened, I started to feel really weird about this family and was afraid that I was overthinking it.

But what creeped me out the most was the following week. My memory is clear, there were a lot of people trying on clothes that week, but very few deals. Around 9pm, a woman in a red parka with a white mask came into the room. She tried on a white parka but didn't buy. For days, as soon as it was time to close, she came in and tried on the same clothes. On the last day, I finally asked her a question. I've been trying on this dress for days, so I'm going to buy it or not.

She was obviously dumbfounded. A little embarrassed, I put my shirt down and left without going back. I shook my head and closed the store. But the next morning, when I reopened, a woman in red realized that the white dress she had been trying on for days was gone!

I didn't tell my sister about the strange events that happened earlier. Then I decided to run away from the house.

One day, there was an emergency meeting at my sister's workplace where my brother-in-law was traveling, and he left the boy in my store for me to watch for two hours and rushed off.

I'm very busy, so sometimes guests come in to look at clothes and buy them. But strangely enough, the guests that come in look left and right and end up not buying. I let her play by the cash register. When it was finally empty, I was surprised to see no child, I panicked and shouted the child's name, under the cash register, every corner where the clothes were hanging, I touched them one by one, none of them were there. I asked the people who run the store on both sides and they all said they didn't see it.

Nervous and on the verge of tears, her hands trembled as she called her sister. Before the call was connected, Child's little face stuck out from beside the cash register and asked daintily, "Auntie?" .

I walked over and hugged Toddler, unable to speak. Child gently burrowed through and looked up at me quizzically. I dried my tears. To her, I said, "Toddler, where were you just now? Why didn't you answer me?"

Tong Tong opened his eyes wide and said: Tong Tong I haven't been here to go away, I didn't hear auntie calling me

In the evening, my sister came to pick up my child, asking if you have been good, auntie here fun?

The child beamed and said, boring. Auntie, who was all red Parker in the afternoon, came into the store to look and didn't buy.

My surprised gaze echoed my sister's question. Why was the child looking at the same customer? It turned out that what she saw was not a person. My body instantly turned cold, and when I looked back, the white porcelain cup in my hand, was gone again.