I am not human

It was so unexpected that Jiufang Ziyan rolled several times on the ground, got up from the ground in a dizzy state, straightened his sunglasses and was about to lose his temper, when he looked up and saw Qiuming's face, he was stunned.

"What are you looking at, don't you know me?" Qiuming shook his legs and hugged his chest, raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiufang Ziyan, "Look at what you are doing! I have no ability to fall into Lie Gushe, and I am tired." Someone else has to come in and look for it! You little bastard is also embarrassed!"

The "little bastard" was dumbfounded like a husky, opened his mouth in a funny way, couldn't say a word, just stared at Qiuming stupidly, as if he saw a sow that could climb a tree.

The air suddenly became quiet.Liao Qingshu patted his buttocks and stood up, his eyes turned twice between the two, trying to break the stiff atmosphere: "Well, Jiufang didn't fall in by himself, he seems to be... cursed, right?"

"Huh?" Qiuming frowned, "How did you get cursed?"

"I ate the wrong thing." Liao Qingshu answered in a low voice.

Qiuming let out a long "Oh" and walked quickly towards Jiufang Ziyan, who was stupefied. He raised his hand and threw a chestnut down: "Little bastard, how many times have I told you! You're still eating! You only have a long mouth but not a long one." brain?"

The sound of that blow to Mao Lizi was crisp and bright, Liao Qingshu shrank his shoulders when he heard it, and subconsciously touched his forehead, thinking that the violence was so violent, it must be that the father and son did not run away.However, Jiufang Ziyan seemed to have finally regained his senses after being hit, his body swayed, and he reached out to grab Qiuming's arm, but when he stretched out in mid-air, he barely stopped, as if he was afraid of something. After a while, Slowly put down his hand again, and whispered: "Old man?"

Qiuming hit Mao Lizi again and knocked it up: "Call me dad! Can you still understand something!"

After speaking, he tugged on his old-fashioned pullover and put on a sanctimonious look: "Or you can call me 'Father'."

Liao Qingshu: "..."

However, Jiufang Ziyan didn't call out anything.He seemed to have fallen into that state of silence again.Qiuming waited for a while to see that he didn't respond, thought for a while and started looking for trouble again: "Good kid, why are you wearing sunglasses? Pretend to be X? The underworld? You're in a daze, right? Don't learn if you're good, just learn from these sloppy things. .”

"No." Liao Qingshu interjected weakly again, "Jiufang...has bad eyes."

Qiuming: "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

"Blind!" Jiufang Ziyan suddenly shouted, with an inexplicable righteousness in his voice, like a child who accidentally scratched his finger, eager to hand his wound to the adults.He raised his hand to take off his sunglasses, revealing his completely destroyed right eye.Qiuming seemed startled, stared at those eyes for a long time, and asked in disbelief, "Are you really blind?"

Jiufang Ziyan nodded stiffly.Qiuming let out a tut-tut sigh, and said, "It's fine if you're blind, it's fine."

Jiufang Ziyan: "..."

Liao Qingshu: "..."

He suspected that Jiufang Ziyan might really have found a fake father.

The air became quiet again, accompanied by bursts of embarrassment.Liao Qingshu looked at this and that, and noticed that Jiufang Ziyan's facial muscles were twitching, and his hands were trembling slightly. He was afraid that he was going to do something impulsive, so he hurriedly prepared to say something to change the topic. Before he could speak, he suddenly felt a tightness on his left wrist, and when he looked down, the gold thread wrapped around his wrist was shining brightly.With a thought in his mind, he suddenly looked up, only to see a dim light flickering in the gray sky.He raised his wrist, and a thin thread that appeared and disappeared protruded from the gold thread on the wrist, pointing to the faint light in the sky.

Qiuming also noticed this, and smiled: "You seem to have met a very remarkable person, even Lie Gushe got in."

"It's okay, he's from the Golden Crow." Liao Qingshu nodded indiscriminately, completely oblivious to the froze corner of Qiuming's mouth.He carefully observed the silk thread: "Does it mean that you can go out by following this?"

"You can, this little bastard has to work harder." Qiuming said, turning around and grabbing Jiufang Ziyan, Liao Qingshu realized that Jiufang Ziyan's body had somehow begun to sink into the void again, and the person concerned was still unaware of it with a calm face .He was busy with Qiuming's joint efforts to pull Jiufang Ziyan out. The other party was still looking at them blankly. He slapped Qiuming's clinging hand off uncomfortably, and asked, "What's the matter? What are you looking at me for?"

"..." Liao Qingshu turned to look at Qiuming in puzzlement. Qiuming wiped off his sweat and explained, "He is different from you. You 'broke' in by yourself, you are a 'traveler'; he was dragged in by a curse, It has been defaulted to be a 'resident'. As long as he is still here, he will be pulled into fragments of the past, until he himself becomes fragments."

Liao Qingshu: "Then what should I do?"

Qiuming thought for a while and said, "You can lead him away. I have about a quarter left, and I just see you off."

Jiufang Ziyan came back to his senses suddenly, and asked, "What quarter?"

"Don't worry about it, it's up to you. Children, don't ask questions."

After speaking, Qiuming signaled Liao Qingshu to leave quickly.Although Liao Qingshu didn't understand very well, she still took Jiufang Ziyan's hand according to her words, and led him out of the gate of the garden, stepping into the heavy gray mist outside the garden.Qiuming followed closely behind them, walking less than five steps away. When he looked back, the outline of the garden had been completely obliterated by the mist, and could no longer be seen.

"Don't look around." Qiuming instructed, "Just follow that thread, as fast as possible. I don't have much left, and I won't last long."

"What do you mean you don't have much 'left'?" Jiufang Ziyan asked again, but Qiuming didn't answer, but kept urging him to leave quickly.Liao Qingshu couldn't help holding Jiufang Ziyan's hand tightly, and silently quickened her pace.

When you look out from the garden, you only feel that the outside is gray fog. When you walk in, you find that there is actually more universe in the fog—all kinds of broken pictures and scenes are flying back and forth in the fog, and there are ethereal figures from time to time. Passing by, accompanied by fine footsteps or loud horseshoes.There are shining fishtails in the air, and a topless and beautiful boy swims out from between them; a tall man is singing and dancing with a big piece of meat in his mouth, wearing a gorgeous dress, and a pair of bright red shoes under his feet Dazzling; another train whizzed past, and in the window a half-grown boy was holding a schoolbag, crying heartbreakingly, calling "Brother" in his mouth.

The cries gradually drifted away with the train, and there were whispers coming from invisible corners one after another. The unreal content kept drilling into the ears, and when it was time to hear it clearly, it disappeared in an instant up.

"Since I entered the mountain management office, I feel that I have become more and more used to traveling through dreams, and I can accept no matter how absurd the scene is." Liao Qingshu whispered, "But I just realized now that compared with here, I am The most exaggerated dream I've ever encountered was a PG-rated popular movie."

Jiufang Ziyan nodded in agreement.The scene here is indeed more absurd than the dream - no matter how illogical the scene and events in the dream are, at least they are relatively complete, and the direction of all things also has its "process", which can be read and understood.But what they saw at this moment seemed to have cut countless scenes, including the characters and events in them, into fragments, and then scattered them randomly, turning them into a bunch of meaningless fragments, which were randomly played around them, disturbing People are dizzy.

Liao Qingshu shook his head, and unconsciously grasped Jiufang Ziyan's left hand tightly.In his right palm there is still a charm drawn by the other party, the palm is cool, touching Jiufang Ziyan's skin, and he can feel the generous warmth of the other party's palm.There was a thin callus on Jiufang Ziyan's fingertips, Liao Qingshu rubbed it unconsciously, somehow he thought of the picture of the other party stabbing himself with a dagger, and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

"Liegushe is a place of disorder, and this is the only place where the leader of order dare not set foot in lightly." Qiuming's voice came from behind, "Don't look too much, don't be cowardly, and go forward boldly. These things won't hinder you. Yours."

"Is there anything the Chief of Order can't control?" Liao Qingshu tried her best to make her voice appear normal, but it was still a little hoarse.Qiuming laughed and said, "Why not? No matter how powerful something is, it always has weaknesses and limits."

"I thought the order was something like the personification of rules." Liao Qingshu said, "The rules of the world, aren't they absolute?"

"That's not the case. First of all, although the Chief of Order is in charge of the rules, they are human after all. Humans have weaknesses. Otherwise, there will be no death to supervise them. Next, the rules of this world must be absolute? The universe and the world, to put it bluntly, are nothing more than a huge box, and the authority of order and rules is limited to this box. Who knows what kind of subversive things are outside the box?"

He said a lot, Liao Qingshuguang heard the word "box", subconsciously touched the ruby ​​box in his hand, feeling more and more chest tight.

Several people walked along the silk thread, Jiufang Ziyan was pulled into the void several times on the way, it was all up to Liao Qingshu and Qiuming to pull him out.Going back and forth like this several times, Jiufang Ziyan himself gradually got a little knack, and he was able to resist when being dragged away, and he was no longer ignorant and unaware, which saved the other two people a lot of effort.

Qiuming was always teasing Bonk and telling jokes, but the reaction of the other two was quite shameless.Liao Qingshu was in a bad mood because she carried a jade box in her arms, which was as heavy as a pile of cow dung, and because she was thinking wildly along the way, but Jiufang Ziyan was always responding with "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" all the time, with eyes wide open. From time to time, he glanced back, as if he wanted to react, but he didn't know how to respond correctly.

Seeing him like this, Liao Qingshu couldn't help but reflect on her own existence, wondering if she had accidentally been a light bulb that prevented father and son from embracing each other.Suddenly I heard Qiuming calling: "Zi Yan."

Liao Qingshu obviously felt Jiufang Ziyan's body tremble, and then heard him reply in a very cold tone: "Yes."

Qiuming: "Your eyes are broken, I'm actually quite happy."

Liao Qingshu: "..."

Qiuming continued: "As for your baby, you are also unlucky... You were born with the ability to 'find names'. In Suanni's words, it is equivalent to being tied up by the Jiufang family. You shouldn't run away. But I always feel that you should be freer."

He sighed deeply: "So, I think you are fine now."

Jiufang Ziyan: "Yes."

"Don't take this matter too seriously. If you lose your horse, you don't know it's a blessing, right?"

Jiufang Ziyan: "Yes."

"Do you think I'm talking nonsense?" Qiuming smiled, "Yes, I didn't care about you when you were young, and I have no right to care about you. I know you absolutely hate me. Now that things have happened, I have no position to say anything more. , just some things, I want to say to you for a long time, it is rare to see you, please listen to my nagging."

Jiufang Ziyan: "Yes."

"You child, you have a bad temper. You have to change this. Don't do things based on your own likes and dislikes. You have to care about other people's ideas. People like you can be straight at best, but stupid at worst."

Jiufang Ziyan: "Yes."

"Drink more water, you can see that your lips are a little dry. Eat more fruits, don't be picky eaters, you must eat green peppers and bitter gourds, you know? You haven't liked these since you were a child, it's not good..."

Jiufang Ziyan: "Yes."

"Since your eyes are broken, watch less TV and go out more. Go to bed early every night, you are still young, don't always torment yourself, your body is your capital."

Jiufang Ziyan: "Yes."

“好好长大、好好谈恋爱、好好结婚。以后生了儿子，别老揍他……不过看你这样，估计也不会有什么儿子了，嗯，也好，买房的钱省了。”

Jiufang Ziyan: "Yes."

"It's good that you have friends now. It's fate to get together, so treat Xiao Liao better, you know?"

Jiufang Ziyan: "Yes."

"Don't be a mother-in-law, just go after what you like, don't be in ink! If you catch up, you are lucky, and you don't regret if you don't catch up... It's just a bit embarrassing. But no one wants it anymore, so it doesn't matter if you lose face or not."

Jiufang Ziyan: "Yes."

"After you go out, if you have time, go to the Institute of All Things to find the 'big tit' of the research institute. I have some things in his place, and there is a photo album in it..." Qiuming paused for a moment before chuckling, " Eh, forget it.”

Jiufang Ziyan: "Huh?"

"I always thought, if I could do it again..."

Jiufang Ziyan suddenly stopped in his tracks, waited for a while, and when he didn't see the second half of the sentence, he called out, "Old man?"

No answer.His lips trembled, and he called softly again: "...Dad?"

Liao Qingshu looked back, and lightly tugged Jiufang Ziyan's right hand: "Jiufang, he's gone."

Jiufang Ziyan stood there for a long time, then suddenly walked forward with sullen head, and refused to give alms even when he looked back.

Liao Qingshu was dragged two steps forward by him, and looked back hastily, but there was no one in the messy debris, as if that person had never appeared at all.

Or maybe never left at all.