old cosmic particle

It was Sunday afternoon when the police visited Su Weiyi.

Su's only home is always deserted, but it's still clean. After all, every time before leaving, my mother will clean the house and make it tidy.This policeman came alone, and he didn't wear a uniform. When he said he was a policeman, Su Weiwei had no doubts. Some time ago, this policeman would come to talk to him from time to time. To be precise, it was a cliché.

"I thought you didn't remember me," said the officer.

"Then you're still here?" Su Weiyi said, blocking the police at the door.

The young officer said, "Because I still doubt you."

"If you have any questions, please ask quickly, I'm busy."

"I've asked all the necessary questions," the policeman lit a cigarette and handed Su Weiyi one, but Su Weiyi didn't pick it up. "Won't you let me go in and sit for a while?"

Su Weiyi put down his arms and reluctantly let the police into the living room.

"I just find it strange that many clues point to you, but we just don't have direct evidence to prove that you are the murderer."

"Because I wasn't the murderer in the first place, I didn't kill her."

"It's them."

"you're so funny."

The policeman shook the ashes into the ashtray, "You have a good mental quality, tell me, how did you train?"

"Watch more horror movies."

"Well, if my cousin was like you, he wouldn't have jumped off the building."

"Don't come here if you don't have evidence," Su Weiyi issued the order to evict the guest, "I'll be annoyed when I see the police."

The policeman stood up, and finally said, "If it weren't for your father, I guess you would really be squatting now. It's good to have money."

Su Weiyi said with a fake smile, "It's great."

Seeing off the uninvited guest, Su Weiwei closed the door tightly. He felt that he really didn't kill Zhou Nuo. He just carried Zhou Nuo to the Liuwang River, patted her to wake her up, and made her drink up a whole bottle of Erguotou. He didn't do anything.Is she going to swim in the river to blame me when she is drunk?He thought uncomfortably, it's harmful.Then he opened his mouth and smiled again, which is exciting, isn't it.

Su Weiyi opened the curtains, a lot of sunlight poured in, fine dust particles swayed in the beam of light, and the spring breeze also brought a scent of plants, refreshing him.He called people one by one to play basketball. He called Liu Zhengyou first, then hesitated for a moment between Ou Huiye and Mo Shiguang, and finally decided to call Mo Shiguang because Mo Shiguang's house was closer.But Mo Shiguang told Su Weiyi on the other end of the phone that he was doing homework and had to hand it in at night.Su Weiyi was a little surprised, "Are you possessed by a ghost? Doing your homework? Are you telling a bad joke?"

Goodbye, Mo Shiguang hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Su Weiwei called Xi Tian again, and Xi Tian said, "What kind of ball are you playing? Go to an Internet cafe. Come to Wuhei. Are you with Liu Zhengyou, Mo Shiguang, and Lao Ye?"

"Mo Shiguang is doing homework at home, and he won't come."

"Amusing me?" Xi Tian laughed, "He does his homework? Can he do it?"

Su Weiyi followed with a smile, "Don't worry about him, call another one, and I'll call Lao Ye."

After a few days, Su Weiyi discovered that Mo Shiguang had really started to study hard. He went to the end of the corridor to wash his hands, and went to Class [-] to play for a while. He walked over and slammed Mo Shiguang's desk, and Mo Shiguang didn't lift his head. Say, don't make noise.Su Weiyi leaned his head over, and Mo Shiguang was actually solving a math problem, and the calculation had already reached the end.Su Weiyi didn't know what stimulated Mo Shiguang, so he had no choice but to leave wisely.He told Liu Zhengyou about this, and Liu Zhengyou also laughed like Xi Tian did, but he also couldn't explain why.

"You don't care about him," Liu Zhengyou said, "If he gets good grades, we can still copy the exam, that's great."

Many people were surprised by Mo Shiguang's transformation. They couldn't understand how a poor student, a muddleheaded student who went to key classes through the back door, suddenly changed his temper, became more attentive in class, handed in homework on time, and his papers were no longer blank. , There will also be correct answers in the neat black characters, instead of copying them.The head teacher of Class 500 felt very relieved. She thought that the atmosphere of the class must have changed this bad student who was prone to sleepiness in class. Recently, she looked at Mo Shiguang with kinder eyes.Mo Shiguang's father's perennially stern face also softened. For the first time since Mo Shiguang was in high school, he had a good look towards Mo Shiguang. He handed Mo Shiguang [-] yuan and said, take it to buy food.

Mo Shiguang didn't notice this, he never cared what others think of him, and didn't really want to know.He bought a home game console with the 500 yuan his father gave him plus his new year's money.He took the box of the game console, took out the key, opened the door of Nian Sinian's house, put it on Nian Sinian's newly bought table, and said, "Take it to play, but you need to buy a TV first."

After Nian Sinian finished his lunch, he went to the Home Appliance City to choose a TV. After thinking about it, he went to buy a computer.When Mo Shiguang came back from school in the afternoon, he saw Nian Sinian holding the controller and playing Metal Gear in front of the brand new TV.

He looked around Nian Si Nian's house, the things gradually became more and more, and finally it looked like he lived in it for a long time, but he still couldn't completely let go of his heart, there was always something ominous lingering in his chest, like flexible hair, and internal organs The six internal organs are entangled with each other.He wanted to understand, he hated the feeling of being in the fog.Mo Shiguang wanted to pick up Nian Sinian's skirt countless times, ask him what was going on, and let him explain it honestly, but Mo Shiguang couldn't judge the truth or falsehood in his words. On the contrary, maybe his The answer will mislead Mo Shiguang's thinking even more.

A stranger who tells a lot of lies.