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Su Lesheng never thought that when he met Su Lan again, it would be like this.

She lay quietly on the mortuary bed of the Criminal Police Brigade, the white cloth was covered with a jagged arc by her body that was almost left with bones.His haggard hands were exposed, and the cracks in the gray-yellow dry and cracked nails were full of green soil.

The rancid and earthy smell that couldn't be concealed even after cleaning and treatment rushed straight into Su Lesheng's nasal cavity, making him want to vomit.

But Su Lesheng couldn't spit out anything, he just felt a cold and bitter feeling stuck in his throat, and he felt chills from head to toe.

"We understand your feelings, sorry."

The young criminal police officer Xiao Wu stood at the door of the morgue, looked at each other with Captain Jiang, and said routinely.

In the reception room just now, he and Su Lesheng finished talking about the police's judgment on the female corpse: According to the ID card that the deceased carried with him and the comparison of the DNA samples collected when he reported missing persons, it can be confirmed that she is Su Lan.In addition, in view of the fact that no other evidence was found at the scene and the deceased had a history of drug abuse, it was preliminarily determined that her death was caused by herself after a certain drug abuse mental disorder.

Su Lesheng did not have any objection to the police's judgment, but only asked to see Su Lan's body.

"This..." Xiao Wu was a little embarrassed.In recent years, the police have not allowed the family members to visit the remains at will. Firstly, they are afraid that the family members will stir up trouble and affect the progress of the case, and secondly, they are also afraid that the dead body will be too terrifying and leave a psychological shadow on the family members.

Especially Su Lesheng is still a minor.

Fortunately, police officer Jiang came later and made an exception to let Su Lesheng take a look at the body, otherwise Xiao Wu really didn't know what to do.

But he found himself thinking too simply.

He has seen a lot of people who cried bitterly after seeing the dead body of their relatives, and even fainted hysterically.

I'm afraid it's not a psychological problem.

"Boss, this..." Xiao Wu felt more and more uncomfortable, and couldn't help but whispered to Officer Jiang beside him, "Wouldn't he be afraid to stare at the dead body like this and see that I'm getting hairy?"

He didn't know that Su Lesheng really didn't feel scared at all.

Even though Su Lan had rotted into a pile of dry flesh and bones, in Su Lesheng's mind she was still as beautiful and lively as before, with two deep dimples appearing on her plump cheeks when she smiled.

He even felt that the corpse in front of him was fake, some kind of illusion.As soon as he stretched out his hand, his mother would sit up sleepily from the bed, open her arms and say to him, "Happy life, mom hugs me."

"Lesheng, it's alright."

The blindingly white walls and ceilings around were slowly transforming into the messy but warm scene of the home more than ten years ago, but it was suddenly broken by Officer Jiang's voice.

Su Lesheng returned to the cold reality, saw Officer Jiang standing behind him, and patted himself on the shoulder: "Let's go out, your mother's belongings have been disposed of."

When Su Lan was found, her small bag and clothes had almost rotted away in the humid and hot weather in Nancheng, only the watch on her wrist was still intact, and an empty needle beside her.The inspectors analyzed the soil and rainwater accumulated in the needle tube, but probably because of its age, they could not detect anything.

The two items were handed to Su Lesheng in a transparent ziplock bag by an unfamiliar police officer. He stuffed them into his trouser pocket and left the criminal police brigade empty-handed.

It was still raining, Su Lesheng walked into the rain in a daze, and it took a long time before he saw Liang Song standing under the awning across the street, wearing a peaked cap that he got from no one knew where.

He heard the movement and looked towards Su Lesheng, with subconscious tenderness in his deep and dark eyes: "Why don't you open an umbrella?"

With a bang, Su Lesheng felt as if a corner of his heart had collapsed, and a beam of sunlight with a woody fragrance leaked in.

Hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, his knees softened, and he fell to the ground as if he couldn't hold it anymore.

"elder brother."

Liang Song came over stepping on the rain, stretched out his strong arms to wrap him in his arms, his voice was as light as a gust of wind with an almost inaudible hoarseness: "It's okay, it's okay, let's go home..."

These two sentences, accompanied by Liang Song's powerful heartbeat, and the sound of "cracking" rain fell on Su Lesheng's ears, almost like a dream.

The rainy days darken quickly, and there is no sunlight at all around seven o'clock in the evening.Su Lesheng walked out of the bathroom wiping his hair, just in time to see Liang Song coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot porridge.

The desk lamp was placed on the dining table, and the warm yellow light cast a soft shadow on Liang Song's face.

"The mustard and tofu are gone, so I added some sugar to the porridge, try it to see if it's too sweet."

【thanks. 】

Su Lesheng actually didn't have the slightest appetite.He put the wet towel on the back of the sofa, sat at the dining table and stared at the steam on the porridge bowl.

"What can I say thank you for?"

Liang Song tied up Su Lesheng's hair and sat opposite him, seeing that he hadn't moved his chopsticks for a long time, he sighed distressedly.

"I tried it when it was served, and it wasn't hot." Liang Song scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew two mouthfuls and handed it to Su Lesheng's lips, "If you don't believe me, try it."

Su Lesheng made a conscious effort to recognize too much, and pushed Liang Song's hand away.

[Stomach is uncomfortable, I will eat later. 】

He thought about it and added in sign language.

"Brother." Liang Song called Su Lesheng in a low voice, "You will feel uncomfortable if you haven't eaten for a long time, and you won't be able to take two bites."

"Are you okay? Please." He looked at Su Lesheng tenderly with his dark eyes, showing the big dog-like expression that Su Lesheng was familiar with.

It was like being knocked in the heart by something.Su Lesheng parted his lips hesitantly, and took a sip of porridge with Liang Song's hand.

"Sweet?"

Sweet, Su Lesheng nodded.I don't know how much sugar Liang Song added, but he could still taste undissolved sugar particles in the first bite.As he swallowed, he warmed from his throat to his stomach.

【I will do it myself. 】Su Lesheng reached out to take the bowl in Liang Song's hand.He found that the other party was really right. After eating a mouthful of porridge, his appetite seemed to really open up. Now he actually felt a little hungry.

"No, what should you do if you eat two bites and don't eat?"

Liang Song moved his hand away, and said seriously: "I'll feed you until you've had enough."

【You treat me like a child? 】

Su Lesheng "said" helplessly, feeling sore again.He couldn't bear to argue with Liang Song, and really ate half a bowl of porridge with his hands.

[I really can't eat anymore. 】

Su Lesheng rubbed his stomach and hiccupped after being hungry for too long. Eat the rest. 】

"Okay." Liang Song took a look at the porridge in the bowl, did not change the spoon, and directly wiped off the remaining porridge.

He put the empty bowl on the table, and there was a moment of silence.

【Are you moving out tonight? 】

誏褔

Too many things happened this afternoon, Su Lesheng almost forgot about it.

"Yes."

Liang Song paused, then turned his head and looked out the window.

The rain was still falling, and with the gust of wind pouring in through the cracks in the windows, wetting the window sill and a small piece of the floor under the window.

It's like this indoors, and I don't know how many roads outside will be submerged.

[Do you have to leave today? 】

It was a bit cold in the room, Su Lesheng bent his legs and curled up on the chair, hugging his knees【The road is not safe now. 】

"Yes, it's not safe." Liang Song followed his words, "So take me in for another night, okay?"

Su Lesheng nodded.

The air was quiet again.Su Lesheng's nasal cavity was sour, and tears seemed to come out again.

With a few "swish" sounds, Liang Song pushed the tissue on the table in front of him.

Su Lesheng stared up at the dark ceiling, without reaching for a tissue.

"When my sister passed away, I didn't shed tears in front of people." Liang Song's voice rang in Su Lesheng's ears.He wished he could hold Su Lesheng tightly in his arms to comfort him again, but he couldn't do anything except talk, "I dared to let go of my voice and cry during the night watch, and I couldn't even open my eyes the next day."

"I didn't understand it at the time, but now I know that there is nothing shameful in shedding tears for our loved ones, and it is not a sign of weakness, it can only prove our love for them."

This was the first time Liang Song mentioned his feelings when he lost his dearest relative in front of Su Lesheng.Su Lesheng was stunned for a moment, and raised his hand to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, but more tears poured out uncontrollably.

【How old were you then? 】

What Liang Song said just now relieved the knot in Su Lesheng's heart to a certain extent.He no longer cared about his tears and asked in sign language.

"11 years old." Liang Song closed his eyes and recalled, "You know what? At that time, I really hoped that there were ghosts in the world, and that her consciousness didn't disappear along with the **** and could continue to be with me."

【Aren't you afraid of ghosts? 】

Su Lesheng couldn't imagine how deeply sad and longing Liang Song was when he was 11 years old before he came up with such an idea. He only knew that he felt more distressed and sympathetic towards Liang Song.

He couldn't help but pat the back of Liang Song's hand across the table.The body temperature of the two of them was not high, but when they were stacked together, Su Lesheng had an irreplaceable sense of security and warmth.

"She is my sister, why should I be afraid?" Liang Song asked back.He shook Su Lesheng's hand in reverse, his voice lowered with the light in his eyes, "It's a pity that my wish didn't come true. Not only didn't it come true, I even rarely dreamed of her."

[It's not good to dream, it's even more uncomfortable to dream. 】

During the period when Su Lan just disappeared, Su Lesheng would dream of her smiling and opening the door to go home almost every night, bringing him steaming sweet and sour pork ribs.

The warmer the dream scene, the stronger his sense of loss and pain when he woke up.

But after thinking about it, Su Lesheng seemed to prefer to live that kind of life again.At least at that time, he didn't know that Su Lan had been buried in the cold mountains on the outskirts of the city, and there was still hope for everything.

"That's right." Liang Song lowered his eyes and sighed, trying to change the subject, "By the way, brother, when are you going to tell your aunt about these things?"

Su Lesheng didn't think of it until he mentioned it.

When Su Lan's body was found, what weighed on Su Lesheng was not only great surprise and grief, but also how to tell this to his aunt who had heart disease, and how to pool money to do a decent funeral in his hometown...

Compared with this pile of bits and pieces, sadness has become the least important thing.Most of the backlog of emotions was taken away with tears. Su Lesheng rubbed his sore eyes and turned on his phone. After a search, he found that the earliest train back to his hometown tomorrow is at [-]:[-] in the morning.

[Can you go to school tomorrow? 】Su Lesheng put down his phone and "asked".

"Go, what's the matter?"

[Please ask the teacher for a leave of absence. I will take the train back to my hometown early tomorrow morning. 】

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