Epigenetic

Zhu Weixing looked around, the villa was dark and gloomy, only a few wall lamps cast clusters of light and shadows, the surroundings were bright and dark, making it difficult for him to see the panoramic view.

Suddenly, there was a movement in the corner. Zhu Weixing looked anxiously, and saw a giant black shadow slowly moving down the stairs. When the soles of the feet hit the ground, they made a slightly clumsy clicking sound. It took a long time to move to Zhu Weixing's feet. side.

It was Jiang Dashi, and his owner brought it here.

Sensing Zhu MSI's existence, the big money is as happy as ever, and he is full of excitement with his tongue. It can be seen that he misses him very much after not seeing him for a few days.

The big dog circled around Zhu Weixing twice, straightened his back suddenly, turned around and walked slowly towards the other side of the living room.

The movement of the dog lit up the voice-activated light on the porch, and Zhu Weixing followed its footsteps to see clearly that there was a standing glass partition wall on one side of the living room, and there was a figure sitting on the sofa behind the wall!

I wish MSI a surprise.

The person on the sofa crossed his legs, his sitting posture was out of shape, and he was wearing the usual T-shirt and beach pants, but the soft and light home fabrics were no longer the strange street stalls in the mobile market. See the figure of the poor kid in the cold streets and back alleys that day.

Zhu Weixing looked at him in a daze, and then his eyes fell on a stick of incense that was lit by the man's hand, expressionless.

Touching the dog's head approaching, Yan Jin looked at the person standing in the living room, no, it was the soul.He didn't quite understand and asked: "Why is it like this? Don't you like this place?"

In the hazy light and shadow, the lines of his brow bone, nasal bone, and mandible were cut more and more sharply at the junction of black and white, with a strange and fierce momentum.

Zhu Weixing was naturally speechless and could only express her inner resistance with her eyes.Little did they know that Yan Jinliang's angry look was more vivid and pleasing to him.

A slightly blurred shadow appeared on the glass partition, and Yan Jinliang, who didn't get a reply, didn't care. She just stretched out her fingertips and gently stroked the human silhouette.If you look closely, you can tell that it is a young man with bright eyebrows and a handsome figure, just like the picture repeatedly played on the projection screen in the study room of the villa.

Yan Jinliang reluctantly touched the glass for a while before withdrawing her hand, got up slowly, walked around the half wall, walked out, and slowly came to Zhu Weixing, narrowing her eyes to look at him.

His approach made Zhu Weixing shrink his shoulders slightly.This is not necessarily fear, but there is obvious fear, or vigilance.Obviously a few days ago the two were sharing the same bed and trusting each other, but now it's only been a long time, and it's hard to be at peace with each other, as if they are strangers.

There was a faint crack in Yan Jin's cool and leisurely mask, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he grinned for a moment. He motioned Zhu Weixing to look at the room.

"Did you visit it when you came last time? There are five floors up and down. There are terraces and gardens. It's not particularly big, but it should be enough for two people. There are audio-visual rooms, game rooms, piano rooms, and... ..."

Yan Jinliang spoke seriously, but Zhu Weixing, who could hear what he said, became more and more shocked. He stared at the other person, unable to believe that this person meant to really lock him up here?

Yan Jinliang, who didn't seem to notice Zhu Weixing's strangeness, was still talking, but halfway through the speech, he got annoyed and skipped a long paragraph: "You won't remember it all at once, anyway...you don't like It doesn't matter, I will always get used to it in the future, or I am really not used to it, we will change it when we find a chance, but for now, we can only make do with it for the time being..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly, because he found that the wandering soul in front of him had a painful look on his face, and even someone who is so good at forbearance couldn't help but slightly bent his back.

Yan Jinliang frowned, looking at the stick of incense.

A few seconds later, accompanied by another burst of extremely light footsteps, a cold voice sounded: "His soul is about to be completely integrated with the new body. Forcibly leaving the body twice in a short period of time will certainly be uncomfortable."

Yan Jin's face turned cold, and he glanced at the white-haired and red-eyed man who appeared from the other corner of the hall.

Miao Lan said like a robot: "It took more than half a year to make his soul fit with that body. If you destroy it like this, we have to start from scratch again, or find another one."

Zhu Weixing, who was originally exhausted and dragged by hands and feet from all directions, raised his head when he heard this, braced himself up and looked at the speaker, and then looked at Yan Jinliang sternly and disappointedly, his face full of rejection .

Yan Liu, who had been silent at first, stared at Zhu Weixing, as if stabbed by the resentment he cast. Yan Jinliang suddenly sank, and then smiled slyly, with furious expression on his face, he raised his foot and kicked at that Block the glass partition!

There was only a loud noise, and the broken glass splashed and splashed!

Yan Jinliang's jaw was also cut with a bright red bloodstain by the cracked fragments, but he didn't notice it, and said cruelly: "Then don't, it's good to change another one, forget everything he remembers now , it’s better to start from scratch.”

Having said that, he turned his head and smiled at the terrified Zhu Weixing: "You said I was unscrupulous, and you think you are born attached to me now? Very good, then I might as well show you, what is real epiphany!"

Zhu Weixing was really frightened by the sternness on his face, but after seeing the other party let go of the stern words, he still stomped on the broken glass on the ground in bewilderment, full of childish and unfamiliar violence that had nowhere to vent And familiar.The uneasiness that just rose in Zhu Weixing's heart slowly subsided again strangely.

On the other side, Miao Lan stood there peacefully, as if she didn't feel that there was such a big irascible ghost in the living room going crazy.

After a long while, Yan Jinliang, who had done some sabotage, seemed to have calmed down a little. He turned his head and looked at Zhu Weixing sadly. He wanted to say something, but seeing the sad and dull expression on his face, he insisted After closing his mouth, leaving only a cold snort, he dragged his injured foot from stepping on the glass, and went upstairs angrily.

Zhu Weixing watched the man go away, and there was a big dog with a similar posture behind him.He was inexplicably stunned by the two slightly staggering figures from behind.In an instant, a familiar image flashed in front of him, a huge villa, game room, audio-visual room, terrace, garden, people and dogs...

But these were so trivial and quick that Zhu Weixing had no time to catch them and they dispersed in an instant.

The living room became quiet again, and Zhu Weixing, who was still unable to move, could only hopefully look at the only person left.

Miao Lan was half-hidden in the darkness, she was clearly dressed in snow-white, but she looked like a ghost just like Zhu Weixing, especially her red pupils, which were half-transparent and half-scarlet, and had no personality.

However, he is very smart and keen, and he successfully sensed Zhu Weixing's deep meaning. Unfortunately, Miao Lan only glanced at him, then turned and left here without concern for herself, leaving Zhu Weixing shackled in the darkness, no one could answer.

Zhu MSI doesn't know how long he has been standing, and how much time is left before dawn.He wasn't really afraid of wasting time here, what he was worried about was how worried his grandma and brother would be when they woke up and saw him on the bed before he returned after the sun rose.

The only fortunate thing is that the discomfort all over his body just now has gradually faded away, but his movements are still restrained and he is stuck in place.

In desperation, Zhu Weixing noticed a flaming red spot on the ground. It was a stick of incense that was placed in front of the sofa just now. It was knocked to the ground by someone's violence, and a large part was broken, leaving only a little flickering.

This reminded him of the days when he was forced to wander before the Golden Rhythm Awards. In the end, it seemed that Jiang Yi lit a coil of mosquito coils, and he returned to his body, and Meng Ji was congratulated when he performed the ceremony. What Liang picked up was also a little incense ash, so... Xiang, could it be the secret of her being able to leave her soul and possess her soul?

In the following time, Zhu Weixing stared intently at the gleam of light, and finally, when the sky turned blue, the fire core burned to the end, and the flame red gradually faded away.

The next moment, Zhu Weixing's whole body lightened suddenly, and the hands and feet that were fixed in place regained their freedom.At the same time, a wind rolled in from outside, carrying him away from the villa.

Zhu Weixing floated up like a leaf, and when he was in the air, he saw a man standing by the terrace on the top floor.

Yan Jinliang leaned against the railing, quietly watching the faint shadow go away, her face that was still irritable before was now calm, as if nothing had happened.

There was still something deep in those eyes, but upon closer inspection, the light looked like sadness.

……

With a gasp, Zhu Weixing suddenly woke up from the bed.

He opened his eyes just in time, when the brother on the lower bunk sensed that something was wrong with him, and anxiously patted his chest, his eyes were red with fright.

"Ah...don't sleep...don't sleep..."

Zhu Weixing didn't care to hold his breath, and quickly propped himself up to comfort him: "I won't sleep anymore, I'm awake, it's okay, brother, I'm okay."

After comforting Zhu Weichenhao, Zhu Weixing went to the ground to freshen up.

Fortunately, grandma didn't notice anything strange in the house. She was in good spirits today and made breakfast for the two brothers.

When the family gathered around to eat together, grandma went to the house and took out two things.

She made a new satchel for her brother, light blue canvas, although the style is a bit old, but durable and strong, especially suitable for him.She made a pillow for Zhu Weixing. The old man seemed to know that he sometimes didn't sleep well, but he didn't say so. He just sewed a pillow with lavender and cassia seeds and a light anther fragrance according to his size.

Grandma said: "I'm getting older, and my hands and feet are becoming more and more inflexible. I'm busy when I can move. You young people, don't dislike me."

Zhu Weichen didn't dislike it, it was too late to like the bag when she touched it, and Zhu Weixing hugged the pillow, for some reason it took a long time to say nothing.

Grandma asked, "Don't you like it?"

Zhu MSI immediately denied: "Grandma should rest more."

Grandma shook her head, and suddenly asked Zhu Weixing to tune the TV for her.I wish MSI to follow suit, and saw a report video of a certain local station on the screen, with a grand and gorgeous background, melodious and clear music, occasionally young people can be seen in front of the stage and behind the scenes. Looking back on the show, I wish MSI success in seeing herself in it.

He was a little surprised, but his grandma said: "I heard it from someone yesterday, and today there is a replay. I don't understand these, so I just watch it casually. Go and do your work. When the TV is over, I will go back to my room and sleep."

Zhu Weixing stared at the old man for a while, then slowly got up: "Then I'm going to school, Aunt Jiao will be here in a while, remember to take your medicine, I'll take your blood pressure when I come back in the afternoon."

Grandma nodded, and actually smiled at the two brothers, gently and kindly, and waved them away.

Zhu Weixing and Zhu Weichen went out together, and he felt inexplicably uneasy when he left home.

Accompanying Zhu Weichen to the Giant Elephant Department Store for a while, before leaving Yuzhou Street, the phone in his pocket rang like crazy.Zhu Weixing's heart trembled strangely, and after picking it up, she heard Aunt Jiao's panicked voice.

"Wei... Weixing, your grandma has fainted... I can't wake her up, come back quickly, come back quickly!"

Zhu Weixing grabbed Zhu Weichen's hand and ran home. He didn't remember how many calls he made to the ambulance. He only remembered that when he got home, he suddenly understood what grandma said.

The grandson's temperament change may be compensated by amnesia, but the grandson inexplicably knows so many things, he is doing business and playing the piano, and his life is completely opposite. No matter how dull the old man is, it is impossible to completely ignore it.

While waiting for the ambulance to arrive, Zhu Weixing rushed to the bed, grabbed the old man's hand and sobbed and promised over and over again: "Grandma, I will take good care of my brother, I will take care of him, don't worry, don't worry..."

In a daze, he felt that old hand shook back as if there was nothing, reminding him of the first time he met this old man in the hospital.

She has disheveled hair on her temples, braved the wind and rain, and came at dusk, although she didn't have much pity on her face, but that old umbrella and those wet cloth shoes, in this life, Zhu Weixing will never forget...

*******

The whole day, Zhu Weixing was busy without touching the ground. He stayed up all night to organize the funeral for the first time. Although he knew that his grandma was happy, he still listened to the advice of the neighbors. There was no shortage of etiquette.

During her lifetime, grandma only had close contacts with Jiao's family, but she never had any bad feelings with anyone. The decades-old neighbors, the constant stream of condolences almost filled the entire No. [-] building.

Miao Xiangxue also came to visit. She had been admiring Grandma Zhu, and shed tears when she saw this. When she left, she couldn't help but scold Jiang Yi, saying that she was so good with people on weekdays. She wanted to help at this critical moment but there was no one around. He came to apologize to MSI Zhu.

Zhu Weixing didn't say a word, and after sending Aunt Miao away, she received the remaining neighbors decently and politely, and didn't rest until night.

Zhu Weichen didn't speak all day, he was very worried about his brother, and sat with him in the room for a long time, and only left the room after he fell asleep.

Aunt Jiao and Aunt He stayed. Originally, Longlong's father insisted on keeping the spirit guard, but Longlong was too young to stay at home alone, and he was not in good health, so Zhu Weixing persuaded him to go back.

Going to grandma's room to pack things for her, Aunt Jiao dug out many silver foil boxes stuffed with paper money from under the old man's bed. She thought she kept them for herself, but when she opened them, she found a toy in each box.

Aunt Jiao didn't know, but Zhu Weixing's eyes turned red.

He is used to patience, but at this moment it seems that he can't bear to apologize, and repeatedly murmured to that thing: "I'm sorry grandma, I'm sorry..."

Aunt Jiao was surprised: "What are you talking about?"

I wish MSI no words.

Aunt Jiao sighed, and grabbed the young man's hand: "Weixing, do you still mind the mistakes you made when you were ignorant?"

Zhu Weixing shook his head, he wanted to say, no matter how ignorant Zhu Liangliang is, perhaps in the eyes of grandma, it is after all a family affection that has been parted forever.

But Aunt Jiao said: "You probably don't know, your grandma just told me two days ago that being able to receive such treatment from you is probably a blessing she made earlier, but she may not be able to enjoy it for a few years..."

Speaking of this, Aunt Jiao was also a little choked up. She didn't expect the old man to say a word: "Actually, I can't blame your previous temper. Your father is not a thing. He eats, drinks, prostitutes and gambling. Your mother was bitter in her early years. After accumulating resentment, my personality is getting more and more weird. I can't do motherly things to you except beating and scolding. Those two couples broke up and reunited, and your grandma didn't care about it. In the end, they got into a fight at a young age and let go , and entrusted both of you to her to be brought up by the old man."

"She has always felt sorry for you two brothers, especially you. When you are not good, you will be dragged down by your family. After you are good, you will have to carry the burden of your brother for the rest of your life. Instead, she said that she is ashamed of you and thinks that you are reincarnated. Family, I have wronged you."

After all, Zhu Weixing couldn't hold back his tears. After a long time, he said solemnly: "Being a family member of Zhu, I have no regrets..."

Even on a June day, the night is late, and it is unavoidably cold in front of the mourning hall.

Zhu Weixing sat in front of the altar and looked at the fluttering white candle, and suddenly wondered whether grandma would come back tonight, and whether he could see her.He was originally a lonely soul, and he should have looked down on matters of life and death long ago, but for some reason, when he came before him, he was still so sad that he couldn't figure it out.

In a daze, he remembered that when he was a teenager sitting in the empty lobby like this, the long table in front of him was filled with flowers, and there was a photo with an eighth image of him on the table.

He curled up under the table and spent the night waiting for Lou Mingjue's soul to return, but until the sky was dark, he was still alone in front of the hall.

At that time, he was very resentful, why there are no gods, Buddhas and ghosts in this world, and if there is any kind of apparition, it would be good to let him see his brother again, if it is possible, he is willing to pay any price.

Suddenly, the flickering sound of candles brought back Zhu Weixing's wandering thoughts, and when she realized what she was imagining just now, she suddenly realized something with lingering fear.

If everyone held a resurrection button, and paid a certain price to recall the deceased relatives and loved ones around you, how many of them could really hold back and not press it?

……

On the morning of the third day, before grandma's funeral, someone came and took Zhu Weixing aside. It was Aunt Song.

"Mixing, don't think the old aunt is superstitious. I didn't know that you were not at home a while ago. It's really not peaceful in Antelope recently. Several funerals left unclean things. I told you Aunt Jiao too. , She has been burning paper money downstairs every day in the middle of the night for the past two days, barely changing the quietness, but sending your grandma away today, my old lady insisted that you prepare some more things."

Zhu Weixing didn't believe it before, but at this moment, he nodded and waited for Aunt Song to speak later.

Things are not complicated, nothing more than the old three, silver foil, rice, glutinous rice, add some sawdust at most, and sprinkle all the way to the entrance of the alley to drive away the little ghosts.

Zhu Weixing walked in the front holding the photo. Their family is small, so the battle should be small, but there are many onlookers, and some aunts and aunts help the crying spirit, and the journey is extremely lively.

Zhu Weixing was actually very worried. If what Auntie Song said was useful, it would be useful to him. Last time, it was this rice and glutinous rice who sent him away. Although now he doubts who did it at that time, but in case If there is something abnormal, the public will suffer.

While worrying, suddenly there was an inexplicable chill on the back, as if being stared at by something, Zhu Weixing looked sideways, as if he caught a glimpse of a strange red shadow under a tree.

Before he could see it clearly, there was another blur in front of his eyes. It was Mrs. Chen who sprinkled a small handful of old rice in front of him.

When Zhu Weixing looked under the tree again, there was nothing there.

I don't know if it's because of the shock, or the heavy psychological burden, or the rice and glutinous rice really have some magical effect at this stage, Zhu Weixing's vision became more and more blurred, his hands and feet also softened, and his back was wet with a layer of sweat.

Seeing that the road was getting more and more difficult, even when he had to grit his teeth to hold the photo of grandma, a gust of wind blew up his eyes.

Someone yelled: "The underworld official hits the soul, restrain the father and restrain the son! Don't let him get close!!"

It was Grandma Song's voice!

Hua Luo grabbed a handful of sawdust and threw it forward, Zhu Weixing saw a person walking towards him slowly among the catkins flying all over the sky. He was wearing cartoon old clothes, his walking posture, and even his face was so familiar, just like in the past.

This made him dazed for a moment, so he inhaled some sawdust in one gulp, coughing so hard that he almost couldn't hold his breath.

Seeing that his feet were unstable and about to fall, he was balanced by a horizontal hand!

Zhu Weixing turned his head and met a disgruntled face.

Disgustingly waved away the flying dust, and kicked away the rice and silver foil on the ground, Jiang Yi wanted to curse, but in the end he just stared at the screaming old lady Song, looked at Zhu Weixing, and quietly put his hand on his back The tightening.

Jiang Yi said in a tone that could not be refused: "Let's go..."