"Hey, hey, hey, you mean..." The skinny man looked astonished. He shuddered and pointed at his own leg. "She... did that to her own leg? Someone would notice, wouldn't they?"
Yu Chuanfeng shook his head. "No. I was the only one who saw. She... Fifth Grandma couldn't feel any pain at all. She rubbed it for a long time, and her whole leg... Later, she cooked dinner. I didn't see... I ran away... I hid in my room until it was time to eat... Dinner was radish and pork rib soup. There were radishes in it, but... but I saw blood on the radishes... I don't know... Before she went to bed, she changed clothes. I peeked, and there was nothing wrong with her leg. I..."
Yu Chuanfeng bit his lip.
"You think you're the one who's got a problem, don't you?" I said, feeling a little sorry for him.
After reading so many of Greenleaf's files, I knew this was how ordinary people usually reacted to supernatural events. They assumed something was wrong with them.
I'd had the same suspicion at first. But what I'd encountered couldn't be explained by science, and reality had confirmed again and again that supernatural events were real. I hadn't spent much time doubting myself.
Yu Chuanfeng was still very young, around fourteen or fifteen. He lowered his head, and his soft hair fell forward.
"I can't promise you right now that something's wrong with Brother Zheng's mother," I said carefully.
I didn't want to give the boy any kind of certainty at a time like this. If I was wrong, it would undoubtedly cause a lot of trouble.
Chen Xiaoqiu asked, "Have you encountered anything like this before?"
Yu Chuanfeng sniffed and raised his head. His eyes were a little red.
"No. I