Nothing unexpected happened, and my name and date of birth on the invitation card, apparently the same as those of the two of them. I stared at my name on the card, and suddenly a flash of lightning crossed my mind. All three of us received this invitation, just like the other two, with my name and time on it. There is no similar name, but I think we were both born in July of the lunar calendar in 1997.

(*) Note: The shroud is a garment for the dead.

I remember carefully, that it seems in our village that only three of us were born in July of the lunar calendar that year. Is this why Vuong Yen Giang and Linh Linh died? Vuong Yen Giang warned me before, saying I could only stay in the village for a couple of days and then leave right away, is it because we have the same birth month? I can't think of a coincidence when I think about it.

I folded my invitation card, prepared to put it in the drawer, and suddenly I heard a strange laugh outside the notebook. Likewise, I felt like my scalp was numb, my head was looking up, and there were bloodstained bloodstains on the window. There was a man lying face down in the middle of the bloodstains, his face sticking to the window. His face was slightly deformed by the pressure of the window, and his mouth was wide open. His teeth are white, his face is bleeding down endlessly with fresh blood. I screamed in horror, took two steps back in panic, regained my spirits, and then looked closely at the man's figure. If it wasn't for the blood on the window that was slowly receding, I would think it was because I had hallucinations. It's so dark outside that I can't see his face, but I know he's not from our village. Besides, I dare say I've never met this man.

"How did you do that?" - My father opened the door and asked, followed by my mother.

I sat down in the chair, reluctantly smiling, saying: "No, I just saw something wrong, I thought there was someone out the window, so I was surprised."

I didn't want my parents to worry anyway, they were just ordinary people, even if they knew these things, they couldn't help themselves.

Mom looked at me for a long time, and she said: "Giai Linh, if anything happens to you, please tell us that we are the only relatives in the world you are sure to not harm you."

I said: "Yes, I see."

Waiting for my parents to leave, I lay alone in bed, looking back on what had been going on for days. I finally found something in common between the three of us. First, we all received this invitation, second, we were all born in July 1997. Finally, both of them went out before they died. I'm not sure, but both of them may go to the back of the mountain. But I didn't go out late at night. Am I like Vuong Yen Giang and Linh Linh tonight, alone behind the mountain, and then die the next day at home?

Thinking of this, I felt scared, like there was something out of the window that could take me out at any time. The wind is so strong tonight, the occasional rustling of leaves outside, the twigs shaking and shading the window, which makes me think that the man with a bloody nose is coming back again. I'm nervous because I'm low inside. Eventually, I put a coat on my body and hurried to the beach. It's my parents' bedroom.

"Who is it?"

Listening to my parents' alert questions, I felt very relieved. After seeing my parents, I immediately cried out all the pressure in my heart these days. My parents heard each other, glanced at each other, and in their eyes, they looked puzzled, as if something had happened to hide me.

My mother comforted me, and my father said: "Don't be afraid, I'll call your aunt now so she can come and see you."

"Your aunt?" - I doubt that. From childhood to adulthood, I didn't even know I had an aunt until now.

My father explained: "As a distant relative when I was a child, my aunt was the one who planned for my future..."

I stopped for a moment and said: "I'm going to get married. She told me to save her phone number, so I don't know if I can contact her anymore."

After that, my dad called me and my mom was still there to comfort me. Before long, my father came back. My father said your grandmother wasn't at the Taoist shrine, her disciple answered the phone, and she'll be back tomorrow to help us deal with this.

"What should I do? What if... what if..." - My mother said.

My mother hesitated not to tell me everything, and I knew she was afraid I'd get into trouble tonight. Inside, I secretly regret that I was in a hurry tonight for my mother, who was a coward. I said with a smile: "Mom, It's been so many days and I haven't had a problem yet. Wait for your grandmother to come tomorrow. Well, I've got help."

My mother sighed, and she didn't talk. My father also comforted my mother: "You sleep with your child tonight, I'll go to his room and sleep."

At night when it was just my mother and me, I was not as scared as I was, so I fell asleep at a bad time. I don't know how long I slept, I just felt a little cold, I didn't close the window, so I felt the wind coming in. In one's dream, I feel like someone's touching me, and my ear just popped out: “Ha… Ha… Ha ha ha…"

I felt uncomfortable with this smile, unconsciously putting my hands together, but I didn't hit anything.