Yueyin was terrified, her soul nearly jumped out of her skin, and she almost cried out loud.
Behind the door stood an old woman with snowy white hair and a face full of wrinkles.
Yueyin remembered clearly that she should be the neighbor who lived next door.
"What... what do you want?" Yueyin was now shivering with fear, not knowing why the old lady had grabbed her arm.
"Seven days left," the old woman said in an aged voice, uttering this phrase, "Seven days left!"
After speaking, the old woman suddenly looked at Yueyin with a blank expression, immediately let go of her hand, stepped back several paces, and with a look of great confusion faced Yueyin and said, "What... what's the matter with you?"
At this moment, Yueyin was shaking all over with fright. She rushed forward, saying, "What does that mean? Why did you say seven days? Do you know about the red balloon?"
"What red balloon?"
The old woman looked utterly clueless as if she didn't understand a word Yueyin was saying.
