gentle collapse

【two years later】

Zheng Yi put down the things in his hand, and asked me sideways: "Has he not come back yet?"

"Yeah." I turned my brother over and wiped his back and legs to prevent pressure sores.

Zhang Ran's soul was gone, but he didn't come back.Everyone returned to their own life tracks. Zheng Yi and his father came back from a mountaineering trip, but he didn't come back.I did all of this so that he could come back, but he didn't.

There is no book with him as the protagonist at all. The book that records his life the most is "Gentle Collapse" with my perspective as the main perspective. In my book, it doesn't say where he went, only where he went. never came back.What I married a beautiful wife and had twins...

Fuck it, my brother didn't come back, but I lived the rest of my life with peace of mind.My happiness in the book is nothing but a great irony to me at the moment.

A bad book.

"How did the space-time bureau reply? Is there no news at all?" Zheng Yi walked out, his voice lowered, "I really don't know what those staff are doing all day long."

I have no reason to vent my anger on government workers, I am the person in charge of this project.I have thought of all the ways I can think of.I threw the towel into the basin, picked him up, and dressed him.His body was heavy, and he hit me stiffly after changing, his head limply resting on my shoulder, I sighed, and carefully let him lie down on his back.

"Next." Zheng Yi turned back and threw a can of beer over. I clasped the pull ring and forcefully, a pile of foam poured out. He said, "Come on, let's make a bet, I bet your brother will come back tomorrow, I will Stake all of my fortune."

"Do you think you might win?" I shook my head helplessly.

He pointed at himself, deliberately pretending to be shameless, trying to ease my mood: "I think, for a good person like me, the gods are reluctant to let me go bankrupt because of a single bet."

I raised my head and took a sip of beer, lowered my eyelids: "To be honest, I think he is willing."

After nightfall, I lay beside my brother and said to him, "I broke my promise. I said I would get you back."

He is silent in the night, like a silent statue that never changes.It was too dark around, and my head was aching.The feeling of falling two years ago enveloped me again, the black poured in, and my nose smelled it.

Why didn't I think of it?I should have thought of that earlier.At that time, I didn't hold it steady, and then fell with me, but I couldn't find the book called "The Darkness", the protagonist is probably my brother. Row Q, shelf D, floor B, the 16th book from the left, the answer to the mystery, it belongs to me.

But I didn't hold it tight.

Now, there is no possibility of him coming back.

I rolled over, hugged him, and buried my head in his shoulder.In this way, I was pushed by the setting and walked into the already written storyline.One day I will forget the pain of scraping bones and cutting flesh, because my role in this book is ruthless.I want to take the initiative to die in exchange for the ending of this book.But the author has clearly considered this point. In his writing, my parents are both over 50 years old. Although my brother is gone, my body still needs someone to take care of me.

How can I die?I can't die at all.

When the sun rises, I still wake up, alive.I still need breakfast, whether I can swallow it or not.The phone rang again, who is looking for me?Now, at this moment, who the hell did the author arrange for to call me.

I picked up the receiver and slammed it against the wall.

Then, I took the broom and dustpan and swept it in.The cat meowed at my feet, and I knelt down and looked at it.It ignored me, licked its fur, turned its head, and ran into the bedroom.

Subconsciously, I looked into the bedroom and saw two legs hanging by the bed.I was so shocked that my legs trembled a little, I supported it with my palm, I stood up, pushed open the half-closed door suddenly, and saw Lin Jing who wanted to get up from the bed.

"Brother?" I took a few steps in his direction, and he turned his head and looked at me.I looked at him, trying to calm down, I held out my hand to him, and his empty eyes turned to my hand, motionless.

"Lin An." He looked at my face again, and put his hand on mine.I grabbed him and hugged him. He patted my back and said to me, "What's wrong? Just do your best for the college entrance examination, don't be nervous."

The ecstasy froze a little bit, and I felt...his abnormality.

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His memory is severely impaired, as if things happen to be shredded by the shredder in his head.Also, he calls everyone Lin An, he has forgotten a lot of things, but he still tells me: "Study and work hard."

When my parents came, correct him: "He has been working for more than two years."

He nodded seriously, then opened my mother's hand, and put a piece of snack on it: "Lin An, try it." He looked at Dad again, and said to him: "Lin An, do you want it too?"

In order to cooperate with him and not disappoint him, my dad awkwardly stretched out his hand, palm up, flat on the table.I stood at the porch putting on my shoes, watching them with joy, as if they were playing a game. "Then I'll go out first, there's something wrong with the laboratory."

"It's raining outside." My brother came over, bent down to open the cabinet, and took out an umbrella.I took it and said thank you to him.

I opened the door, turned around and said worriedly: "I will come back as soon as possible, help me take care of him."

My brother and my parents nodded together, solemnly and seriously.

He is the most respected person in my life and I love him.

I am in the research room to handle the final work. Every staff member who participated in the screening of the clues in the text will sign a non-disclosure agreement and a large amount of severance pay.When everything is over, I think I will indeed take the college entrance examination again, and I can't let Zheng Yi and Ke Ke become seniors who are too senior to me.

When I was going out, I happened to meet Miss Xiaoyan walking in: "It's almost time to get off work, why did you come here?"

"I had a fight with the one at home, come here to calm down." She smiled helplessly, "You know, his business has gone downhill."

"What are you going to do?"

"No plan, just sulking, who made me like him." She brushed her hair behind her ears, her shoulders slumped, "Yeah, who made me like him? Forget it, I'd better go back, together take a walk?"

"I just made an appointment today, next time." It was He Yuchen who called last time, and I think I understand why he wants to meet me.The book "The Naked Horse" does exist, but his character, like a sudden stroke in the story, is light but not deep.He couldn't go home, he and my brother were two special cases in the past, so he wanted to talk to me, but later, my brother came back.

With nowhere to rely on and no sustenance, he quit his porter job in a cement direct sales factory and worked part-time in a flower shop.When I got to the store, he was still pruning the flower branches.I asked him, "Am I early?"

"No, I should have left work long ago." He put down the flowers and turned to pour water for me.

He put the water glass in front of me and asked me to sit down with him: "I seem to always ask you to chat with me, but every time when I arrive, I don't say anything."

"You can just say anything, let's talk about your recent situation?"

He didn't talk about himself, but he talked about Zhang Ran: "You should know, Zhang Ran left, alone. When I went to see him off, he said to comfort me that since the status quo can't be changed, he will be happy with the situation."

"Well, I know. Zhang Ran came to see the lame cat at home some time ago. After so many years, he saw it again, and he said it was a wonderful feeling." I continued, "Maybe you should Talk about love."

"I talked about it." He raised the scissors again and cut off a yellowed branch, "A love affair that has nothing to do with me."

"Are you sorry?"

"No regrets." He tidied up the branches and leaves, "I loved in my own way, and it wasn't too wrong."