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Regarding the reasons for not wanting to go to school, Xin Wan made up a lot on the way back to Shuyueli, from interpersonal relationships with classmates to poor grades, but he overturned them all one by one.Probably after Chu Hefei disappointed him twice, he was afraid that Song Heng would be disappointed in him, and he didn't want Song Heng to feel that he was a burden, a burden that he needed to worry about.

This depressed mood made Xin Wan feel sad. After going back to Shuyueli, she held the ball and cried for a while, wet her tears on the soft white fur wickedly, and took a bath with it in her arms with a guilty conscience.

Song Heng came back after five o'clock in the afternoon, and there was the familiar sound of the door opening, and the lead blue coat carried the temperature outside.

After thinking about it, for five or six months in Shuyueli, the most exciting moment was the moment Song Heng returned home, like Pavlov ringing a bell.As soon as the door slams, he is the golden lake in July.If he does not come, he is silent and hopeless.

However, he still couldn't come up with a perfect excuse. Not only was he stupid, but his ability to create lies was also third-rate.

For dinner, the nanny cooks char siu claypot rice, with soft-boiled eggs and char siu topped with sauce, and served with hot Shanghai green.Song Heng changed into home clothes, and then sat at the dining table to eat.

Claypot rice is delicious, but Xin Wan couldn't focus all her eyes on the rice grains, her heart was slipping, like a prisoner waiting for interrogation, but Song Heng didn't ask about it for a long time, Xin Wan couldn't help it, couldn't bear it. I couldn't help opening my mouth first, testing in a low voice: "Brother."

"Well," Song Heng replied, "what?"

"I don't want to go to school tomorrow either."

Song Heng replied quickly: "Okay."

Xin Wan paused, then asked after a while: "Can I not go the day after tomorrow?"

"Ah."

Xin Wan squeezed the handle of the spoon tightly, and said in a low voice, "Can I not go after that?"

Song Heng's tone didn't fluctuate: "Okay."

Why don't you ask why?

He couldn't utter or swallow these words, he didn't dare to ask, he was afraid of hearing negative words from Song Heng's mouth.Xin Wan stopped asking questions, lowered her head, and ate claypot rice in a muffled voice.

Song Heng was always on the phone on the balcony at night, he seldom spoke, mostly just answering, he didn't know who was on the other end, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

When Xin Wan was washing up, she suddenly thought that Song Heng's reaction seemed to have anticipated this situation, and had prepared his speech.But I feel funny and think too much.In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. Song Heng doesn't need to be so concerned about his studies. What's the relationship between them?But a relative.On the contrary, he has been brazenly saying that he wants to pursue him, which has caused him a lot of trouble.

On Thursday, Xin Wan woke up at 06:30 according to the biological clock. She did not go to school and did a set of geography test papers at home.Besides, after all, he is a student of No. [-] Middle School, so the school has no reason not to let him take the exam.

On Friday, Xin Wan still didn't go to school.

Nothing to do, just feel bored, vaguely uneasy, quite lonely.Song Heng was very busy and couldn't stay with him all the time, but Xin Wan felt that this was a deliberate neglect.Probably because people think too much when they are free, and he never thought about it like this before.

The countdown to the New Year's Eve concert frequently appears on TV, and the new year is coming.In the past, he used to live with his grandma. Usually, he had to prepare the glutinous rice balls and fillings a few days in advance, and he also prepared to watch the new year, which was very lively.

Most of the time in Shuyue, it was deserted, so that he realized that it was almost Chinese New Year belatedly.

It was another long nap, and there was nothing in the dream. Halfway through the sleep, the phone vibrated. Xin Wan snorted, picked it up in a daze, and heard Song Heng's voice: "Sleep?"

"Taking a nap..." Xin Wan's eyelids were clenched, "Brother, what's the matter?"

"There is a blue folder on the second floor of the cabinet in my study, please help me take a photo of the second page and send it over."

Xin Wan woke up and dozed off, and it was rare for Song Heng to ask him for help, which gave Xin Wan a rare sense of mission.He sat up on the bed, rubbed his eyes, and said, "OK."

He seldom entered the study room when Song Heng was not around. Xin Wan washed his face with cold water and rummaged through the files after he regained consciousness. The blue folder was placed in a conspicuous place. He took a photo and sent it. After stuffing the folder back, his eyes suddenly fell on the bottom folder.

It is different from other file folders. It is covered in black leather with a golden flower clip on it, like the tin foil casing of cheap chocolates sold in supermarkets.

The golden flower inexplicably gave him a sense of familiarity. Xin Wan stared at the cover, picked up the folder by accident, and the contents of the folder fell on the ground with a crisp sound. Xin Wan picked up the folder. The key, there is no way out.

Just put the key back.Xin Wan's Adam's apple slid up and down, and carefully opened the folder.

The first line is "Xin Wan".

Xin Wan froze for a moment, then looked at it blankly.

"Birthdate: July 1992, 7

Age: 21 years old

Grandma Luo Zhenyu, aged 69.

Mobile phone number: 1386455342x (currently still under renewal, expected to be shut down in November)

家庭住址：西湾市北京路与稻三路交汇处南400米453号花乡公寓13-4-302（已处理）（附：钥匙）”

Xin Wan guessed that this was a document similar to a student's file. It was a text-only version. The text was densely arranged. It was less than one page. He couldn't understand the specific meaning of the string of numbers.

I wrote about his academic qualifications, most of which were objective and mechanical descriptions, and the records were artificially torn up after the Sixth Middle School.And grandma's cell phone number.

Xin Wan hesitated, sat cross-legged on the ground, and dialed Song Heng's number.However, the other side hung up quickly, and sent a text message: We are in a meeting, please don't call for now.

Xin Wan apologized a little, and turned off the screen uneasily.

He just wanted to ask grandma if she was cured or not. He had no other meaning, but it still seemed that Song Heng didn't like it.

Xin Wan stared down at the sideline of the folder, and suddenly thought, wouldn't it be better to go back to the previous life track first?Don't cause Song Heng so much trouble, and don't let him continue to hate himself.

The folder took a picture and was put back in its original place intact except for the key.Song Heng didn't mention the phone call when he came back in the evening, and he probably forgot it.

Xin Wan took the medicine, but still had a dream in accordance with the occasion. He dreamed of his grandma, with a hazy shadow and gray hair. Unfortunately, it was not a beautiful scene, but the scene of him failing the exam and being beaten.

The key was placed under the pillow, and after waking up, somehow it ran to the side of the pillow, reflecting the rust-red matte under the sun, Xin Wan took the key to squeeze mint-flavored toothpaste, ate the half-cold sandwich, and Hearing the sparrows talking while writing the test paper, the rust mixed with the sweat on his palms.

Go back and have a look.

Xin Wan stood up at two o'clock in the afternoon.

He wasn't sure if grandma had come back, but it was familiar to him anyway, and he could live there.

He only carried a canvas bag, which contained a mobile phone, a charging cable, a math error correction notebook, and two hundred-yuan bills.The money is the accumulated pocket money. To be precise, these are Song Heng's things and will be returned in the future.

Qiuqiu didn't take it away, it lay on its stomach in the kennel, looked at him with its dark eyes half-opened in sleepiness, as if he was going to school, Xin Wan could barely move, rubbed its head vigorously, bowed its head He said a few words.

"You will definitely eat better than me in the future," Xin Wan said in a low voice, "Dad will take good care of you, don't forget me, besides, I'm not coming back, if you want, I'll take you away, okay?" ?”

Qiuqiu didn't bother to pay attention to him, stuck out his tongue and licked his fingers perfunctorily.

Xin Wan kissed its ear again, and looked up to see the hazy light in Shuyueli's floor-to-ceiling windows, golden water, ripples falling on the cellophane sugar on the coffee table, this is his short-lived utopia.

After watching for a long time, Xin Wan left and closed the door softly.

Xin Wan tried to sleep in the taxi with his head resting on the glass, but the glass bumped against his head again.

The driver is from the south. Xin Wan could tell the difference within 5 minutes after getting on the bus. He couldn't understand the accent. He could only understand one or two words after speaking three or five sentences. Loud pop songs were playing in the car.The window of the driver's seat was open a crack, and the wind came in sharply, kissing the half of the cigarette held in his right hand.

"Master," Xin Wan couldn't sleep, and had to speak loudly to hear her own voice, "Haven't you arrived at Huaxiang Apartment?"

"Hurry up, hurry up," the driver said, "Little brother, don't worry." He asked him again: "Little brother, what are you going to do there, that place is very old."

"I'm looking for relatives."

"Oh, that's it." The driver puffed out the window again, "That's why I need to see my relatives more."

It was only later that Xin Wan realized that the driver had taken a detour. The journey from Shuyueli to Huaxiang Apartment was at most 10, 12, and [-] minutes. He detoured to the department store, and then detoured to the square, charging him an extra [-] yuan for the fare.The car was filled with flowing gray smoke, which made it hard for Xin Wan to breathe. After getting out of the car, he squatted on the side of the road and coughed for a long time. The cold wind made him feel like his face was bleeding.

The Huaxiang apartment is indeed very old, the white walls are clumped together, and the ivy is holding on to the windows, but Xin Wan can truly feel the familiar sense of involvement. After all, he has lived here for 14 years, and he doesn’t even need to look The building number, I found the NO.13 building almost by instinct.

There were piles of cardboard boxes on the stairs, and there was no elevator in the old-fashioned residential building on the sixth floor. Xin Wan struggled to move a few boxes, and almost ran up to the third floor, breathing unsteadily.

The green anti-theft door with peeling paint, Xin Wan looked up at the yellow "402" sign on it, and knocked on the door.

No one answered, and knocked two or three more times. Before she could take out the key, there was the sound of flipping slippers from inside the door, and the door was slammed open. expression, the female voice hit her head and face.

"I can't stop knocking," said the woman with long curly hair, lipstick marks on the corner of her mouth, and sleepy eyes. "Knock a fart, who are you looking for?"

Xin Wan looked at her blankly: "You are..."

"What's wrong, I don't know who I am and keep typing." The woman waved her hand impatiently, "Let's go."

Xin Wan looked up at the house number again and was sure it was 402. She frowned at the woman and became angry: "Who the hell are you and why are you at my house?"

"Your family?" The woman laughed, "Brother, are you drinking?"

The woman yawned and wanted to close the door involuntarily. Xin Wan subconsciously reached out to block it. The pain almost instantly woke up all emotions. The woman cursed: "Pengci?"

Xin Wan's hands trembled from the pain, but she refused to budge an inch: "Luo, Zhen, Yu, this is her house, why do you live here? I live here with her—"

"Fart, I've lived here for two and a half years, little brother, you're so funny."

two and a half years?Xin Wan felt that this beautiful woman was not a good person, she ran the train with her mouth full, maybe it was because he was young, so she didn't have any burden to lie to him.Xin Wan clasped the door frame firmly, forcing herself to calm down: "This is not your house, you should return it."

"Then I owe you, huh? Ha," the woman laughed angrily, the lipstick mark on the corner of her mouth twisted, "Who are you looking for? Luo Zhenyu?"

Xin Wan blocked the door without giving an inch, watching her defensively and vigilantly.

She stared at Xin Wan for a few seconds, and her face suddenly softened again, "Forget it, I was joking with you, Luo Zhenyu moved to another place and is not here, I will take you to look for it. Young people have a really bad temper .But you have to give me money, I'm not running in vain."

Xin Wan looked at her suspiciously: "Moved?"

"Didn't I tell you, it's been four or five months since I moved." The woman bent down to change out her slippers, and then stood up straight again. "How can I take you to find me if you stop me like this? If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself." Look."

Xin Wan hesitated for a moment, and slowly let go of her hand. Just as she was about to speak, her shoulders were suddenly pushed off. She fell weightlessly and fell into the pile of cardboard boxes behind her, her vision was drowned out, and the sound of the door closing It sounded quickly and loudly.Xin Wan yelled and struggled to get out of the pile of cardboard boxes trembling all over, then went to smash the door and shouted angrily: "You lied to me! Aren't you afraid that I will call the police? You are breaking into a private house! "

There is no echo inside.

Xin Wan stomped on a small cardboard box angrily, took two deep breaths before calming down, and was thankful that his grandma didn't come back, otherwise his grandma's temper would probably be even more angry.It's time to call the police!The police will deal with the matter of breaking into private houses. Xin Wanfu was in his heart, clutching the rusty key, and was about to go downstairs when he suddenly heard the sound of plastic bags behind him, rustling and dragging, and then a hoarse and old voice sounded: "Xin Wan ?”

Xin Wan was stunned for a moment, and looked back. She couldn't look carefully against the light, but only saw the transparent light of the red garbage bag. The uncle walked down the stairs slowly, and pushed the reading glasses closer: "I didn't admit my mistake." Bar?"

Xin Wan looked at him uncertainly.

"Oh, I'm not mistaken, I'm so tall, I was able to hold a baby up before, but now I can't, it's so tall, I'm a handsome boy. Why are you back, is school on holiday?" The uncle put the garbage bag in the On the one hand, there was a faint sour smell coming out, mixed with the dust in the corridor, recalling the scattered memories in her mind, Xin Wan tentatively called: "Uncle Li?"

"Hey, hey! It's me, it's me," the old man laughed, his wrinkles deepened, "I haven't seen you for a few years."

For a moment, Xin Wan didn't understand how long "several years" was in the old man's life, so she replied vaguely, "I've been going to school, so I haven't been back much."

"It's good to be back. I always look forward to your child's return. I have been away with your mother for two or three years. I can't see you all the time. I was still talking about it yesterday, thinking that I would never see your child again."

Xin Wan was puzzled: "...my mother?"

"Yes, yes," Uncle Li grabbed his hand again, rubbing the back of his hand roughly, the sun shining brightly on his eyebrows, "I'm good to your mother, I can eat more meat, and your mother earns more. This Come back to Xishengyuan, right? It’s time to visit your grandma’s grave, it’s been several years, how fast—”

There was a sudden "buzz" in his head, and a long sound. He only saw the opening and closing of those dry lips. He guessed that he was probably like a frozen bird. He didn't think about it, and heard himself utter The monotonous syllable, repeating his words: "Going to the grave?"

"This is the fourth year. Your grandma has been gone for four years. Time flies so fast, it seems like it happened yesterday." The old man sighed, coughed and smiled again: "Also It's over!"

Xin Wan felt her teeth chattering, and stared straight at him: "What do you mean..."

The emotion in the tone was so obvious that the old man mistakenly thought that he was in a hurry, so he hurriedly said, "Baby is in a hurry to go to Xishengyuan, hey, I, the old man, forgot about this matter, the door is closed early, so I won't delay the baby's time." "He looked compassionately: "Remember to find grandpa for dinner when you come back, and grandpa will cook braised pork for you. Go, kid."

Xin Wan didn't remember how she got downstairs, she just remembered that she was running all the time, and the words in her head were just a few words over and over, cursing, hating, and talking nonsense.

How can it be?

He angrily accused the old man, resenting his vicious words.

But his hands were shaking, maybe from a bruise on the back of his hand, the buzzing in his head was still there, the smell of bricks, the exhaust fumes were eyes in front of his eyes, and he called a cab.

The driver asked, "Where are you going?"

"Xi Sheng Yuan," Xin Wan heard herself say, "go to Xi Sheng Yuan."

The driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror and clicked his tongue unhappily.

The heater was turned on in the taxi, but Xin Wan was still shivering. He took out the mobile phone in the canvas bag. The battery of the mobile phone had frozen a lot, only about 20% of the battery was left, and there were still a few missed calls.Xin Wan didn't have time to look at the missed calls, so she entered the number one by one on the note, entered it several times before successfully pressing the dial button, and carefully put the phone screen to her ear.

The other end responded quickly, with a mechanically cold female voice: "The number you dialed has been shut down."

Why did it stop?

Xin Wan panicked again, her hands were shaking, her eyes were fixed on the screen, her mind was in a mess, and she pressed the dial button again.

It said, "The number you dialed is out of service."

The second, third, fourth, and fifth times are all the female voices.

His mind was crumbling, Xin Wan bit his lip, tasted the rust, he was still dialing the number, as if he was hanging on the wire, he had to keep dialing the number, keep moving forward, so as not to fall and break, Beads of sweat even wet his eyelashes, as if he was crying, preventing him from seeing the numbers clearly.

Take it, but take it.

Quickly pick it up.

Don't say anything, just say "Hello" and don't be so mean.

Breaking out in a cold sweat, he didn't even notice the car stopped. The driver knocked on the glass window: "Here we are, get out of the car, 25 yuan."

Xin Wan raised her head in a daze, and smiled too forcedly, as if she was crying: "Master, what does Xi Shengyuan do?"

The driver looked at him like a ghost: "You came here by yourself, don't you know what you're doing here?"

"It's not a cemetery, it sounds like a park, a restaurant, I know there is a restaurant called Zhonghua Garden..."

The driver's expression became puzzled, and he waved his hand: "You can do whatever you say, give me the money first, I'm in a hurry to go home and buy groceries."

The memory after that was all white and erratic. Xin Wan didn't remember how he got out of the car, but only remembered that his legs and feet were limp as hell, the cold wind froze him, and even grass blades could trip him up, but he was still there After running, he was so tired that he couldn't breathe, his clothes were stained with sweat, and at dusk, the blood-red light shone in his pupils, as well as on the three characters "Xi Sheng Yuan".

"Here we come," the guard at the door didn't stop him, "Hurry up, the door is closing."

After running for too long, she was too tired, and Xin Wan didn't have the energy to run again.He saw countless tombstones, buried gray and white in the green grass, it was impossible to be inside, how could it be?However, he was still walking, just walking dully, looking at those black and white photos, seeing the red-purple dusk, and seeing bird droppings.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Xin Wan suddenly stopped, staring at the tombstone with a missing left corner and the photo on it.

A black and white photo of smiling, with the words "Luo Zhenyu" gilded on the left.

The rationality he had been struggling to maintain completely collapsed, as if a heavy hammer had hammered him to pieces, his mind was humming, his eyes were stirring and subverting, Xin Wan's legs completely went limp, and he knelt straight in front of the tombstone.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry it took so long to update (sliding and kneeling

You should be able to see the words in this chapter. Orz, in Shen You's words, Song Heng can't create false appearances for him forever, only when Xin Wan sees it himself, he will believe in the status quo of amnesia.

This chapter is quite difficult to write, and it has been revised several times. If you still can't understand it, don't scold the character or the author. I'm too good orz.