a certain Zheng Kexin

Once, Sheng Yunming almost killed everyone.

At that time, in Zheng Kexin's second year of junior high school, at the end of summer and early autumn, Sheng Yunming had a dream. In the dream, someone told her that she had a suite. Where did this room come from?I don't know, who is this person?have no idea.

Anyway, there is such a person, anyway, there is such a suite.

Sheng Yunming was so convinced that she started crying when she woke up, insisting on going to her "new house" to see, suspiciously worried that someone would try to plot her property.

She has never worked in her life, and the most precious thing is a small pendulum clock left to her by her parents. The clock is not a valuable thing, and it has been cared for for so many years, and it is still gradually losing its luster—how did she get the property.

Su Yingyu and Zheng Shupei couldn't take her to see the house in their dreams, so they became eternal sinners plotting their mother's property again. Sheng Yunming cried for several days, and then changed his mind when he woke up one day, thinking that the house he was living in at the moment was own house.

She was happy all of a sudden, she had a house, but the next moment she became anxious, the house would not run away, but people could come and grab it.

She was restless and asked Su Yingyu, "Where is my house?"

Su Yingyu was tormented by her regardless of day and night, and was exhausted to the extreme. Hearing her question, she immediately took out her family's housebook and went to An Shengyunming's heart.

Sheng Yunming: "This is my thing, how can I keep it with you?"

Sheng Yunming is really confused, she is like a squirrel storing food for the winter, she always hides something in a corner when she catches it.The house book is an important item and should not be messed around with. Su Yingyu coaxed her: "Well, I will hang the house book on the roof for you. You can look at it every day, and no one can steal it, okay?"

Even though there was no conflict, the youngest daughter somehow became a thief in Sheng Yunming's eyes, and this time she rarely accepted this suggestion, and let Su Yingyu wrap the house book in a plastic bag, tie it with a rope and hang it on the ceiling. on the hook.

This day probably stopped for two days, only two days.

A week before October [-]st, Zheng Kexin came home from school, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Sheng Yunming lying on the ladder and using a walking stick to get the housebook.

Her mother was not at home when she went shopping for groceries. In just a short while, Sheng Yunming, an 80-year-old lady, moved the ladder by herself, and stood on a high place without fear of falling or injury.

Yes, what is she afraid of? If she falls, she will have her children to take care of her. At such a height, she won't fall to her death. After all, nothing is as important as her "property".

After that there was another round of crying, Su Yingyu naturally didn't dare to joke about the real house book, that house book was a fake, it was Zheng Kexin's idea to paint it with oil brushes.

Sheng Yunming felt that she had been deceived. What she thought she had "one house" became "the other houses were cheated away and only this one house was left." Now, she can't even keep her last house.

So it was another week of crying.

The whole family was tortured for nearly a month because of the non-existent house brought out by an unfounded dream. Zheng Kexin was punished several times for falling asleep in class, and was scolded every day. After sleeping in hearing, the head teacher gave me a bloody training.

Zheng Shupei also had a lot of problems at work because of lack of energy. During that time, there was hardly anyone talking at home. At night, Zheng Kexin hid in the room to do homework, occasionally stopped the sound in the earphones, and could always hear her mother sighing.

Finally, when the October [-]st holiday came, Sheng Yunming's attention jumped out of that dream, and she no longer entangled with the real estate issue. She estimated that the weather would be cold and the quilt would be covered, so she honestly started making quilts and piled up half of them. House of cotton.

He laughed when he saw people, spoke politely, and measured the size of each bed to make winter quilts for his daughter, son-in-law and granddaughter.

The kindness makes people tremble.

Everyone thought that all of this was over. On the first night of the holiday, they were unprepared and slept well for the first time in a month.

It was cool in early autumn, and it started to rain at night. The sound of the rain cut off all the sounds of the outside world, and everyone slept soundly.

Sheng Yunming walked out of the room with the sound of heavy rain. She had eaten dinner but didn't remember it, and went into the kitchen to cook a bowl of porridge for herself.

It took time to cook the porridge. She sat in the living room and waited, listening to the heavy rain outside, so she got up and checked the doors and windows, fumbling to lock the last open window in the corner of the balcony.

After doing all this, she suddenly realized that it was so late, she should go to bed, so her brain cleared everything she had just done, including the gas stove that was still burning, the closed windows, it doesn't matter He walked back to the room in small steps without slowing down.

Then locked the door.

It was a rare and clean night, everyone fell into a deep sleep, the rain outside the window was still falling, and the porridge in the kitchen overflowed, dousing the flames.

I don't know how long it took. Zheng Kexin had a nightmare and woke up as usual. The sound of rain covered everything. She was very familiar with the process of waking up. She understood her situation after a few seconds of separation. Slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, she suddenly smelled something dangerous.

In the dream, I can see and hear but not smell.

It's not a dream, it's not a dream...

She opened her eyes suddenly, it was gas.

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Unable to get a taxi on the road, Zheng Kexin walked home facing the rain in a muffled voice. This rain seemed to be as heavy as that rain that year. Zheng Kexin's knocking on the door was covered by the sound of the rain. Xu Niannian was bewitched by English, and Zheng Kexin was not there. She started to feel drowsy again with the back on her back, plus the room was far away and the surrounding noise was loud, Xu Niannian didn't hear anything.

Zheng Kexin took out her mobile phone and found that the battery was dead.

She was washed from head to toe by the rain, and it was cool inside and out, and she squatted down along the door panel.

If she hadn't had a nightmare back then, she might not have died seeing the rain today. As if to prove that she was still alive, she rubbed a handful of rainwater from her pants and watched it flow into her wrist sleeves.

Zheng Kexin had a long, long nightmare after that incident.

She was just a child of fourteen or fifteen years old at the time, she hadn't met anyone she liked, she hadn't seen the sun in other corners of the world, she hadn't even finished her homework for the holidays, there were so many unfinished things, that's all Walking around before the gate of hell, how could it be possible not to be afraid or flustered.

If she hadn't woken up, the whole family would have died silently like this. When she met her parents in the underworld, what expression should she use to face the fact of this bastard, and what expression should she use to face Sheng Yunming, who is still haunted.

I can't even cry.

There is no reason in the world, and what justice can one seek after death.

She stayed in the corridor until dark in the rain, the water on her clothes was almost dried by the weak body temperature, and the water marks under her feet spread out and disappeared slowly. Zheng Kexin didn't feel cold , Did not knock on the door of the house again, just sat there in a daze.

Some time ago, all the thoughts of wanting to be a "normal person" and wanting to live a happy life dissipated, and she became a plant that maintains her vital signs through photosynthesis. It took a lot of effort to breathe, several groups of people upstairs passed by her, they all looked back at this strange girl every step of the way, Zheng Kexin didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

Xu Niannian did homework for a day at home, and fell asleep as Zheng Kexin expected in the afternoon while reciting English, but she didn't die of sleep, thinking about Zheng Kexin's affairs, so she put her mobile phone nearby and lay down on the table to rest for 10 minutes.

It was raining heavily outside the window, Zheng Kexin rushed out with a serious expression and didn't know when he would come back, Xu Niannian couldn't sleep well after tossing for a long time, and was really worried to call and ask, but the other party's mobile phone was turned off.

There are no special circumstances and Zheng Kexin will definitely have dinner at home. When they are in school, the two will discuss the menu after class. If Zheng Kexin goes to the library and comes home late, he will tell Xu Niannian in advance. Let Xu Niannian be prepared by agreeing on the time to come back in advance.

Yesterday they were still talking about making porridge with preserved egg and lean meat. Zheng Kexin would find a way to tell her if something happened and he couldn't come back, but the kitchens of every household were bustling. It was all ruthless mechatronic female voices.

Xu Niannian couldn't wait for anyone to come, thinking that Zheng Kexin would not miss the appointment, he cut up the preserved eggs and lean meat, and put rice for two in the pot.

During the time between cooking porridge, she cleaned up the kitchen again. She and Zheng Kexin were usually busy with school. Although cleaning up the housework was diligent but not meticulous, there was no time to deal with the dust in many corners and corners, so they could only make the surface presentable.

No, I found a surprise by swiping under the cabinet. Xu Niannian took out two completely damaged kiwis, threw them into the trash can in a hurry, tied the trash bag tightly, and opened the window to diffuse the smell. The garbage bag wants to be thrown into the garbage chute in the corridor.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zheng Kexin who was silently confronting the garbage road.

Zheng Kexin huddled pitifully into a ball, like a stray cat hiding from the rain.

Xu Niannian was startled, squatted down to hold Zheng Kexin's hand, and rubbed it until the sleeve was wet. She looked around and found that the umbrella Zheng Kexin had taken away was gone.

She gently touched Zheng Kexin's edge from top to bottom, and found that Zheng Kexin was wet from head to toe.

Ask softly: "Where's the umbrella?"

Zheng Kexin rolled her eyelids slightly: "It's broken."

How about sitting in the rain without knocking on the door and wanting to make yourself sick? Your body is not made of iron.

Xu Niannian was a little worried, but seeing her expression was wrong, she knew that she had "shut off" herself again, so she covered Zheng Kexin's hand with the warmth of her palm, and asked, "What's wrong."

Zheng Kexin didn't want to communicate at this time, so Xu Niannian answered whatever he asked, shook his head on his knee, and said nonsense: "It's okay."

When I went home on the weekend before, despite all precautions, Sheng Yunming would still affect my mood under certain circumstances. She is a living creature and does not act according to the preferences of outsiders. Zheng Ke couldn't guard against it.

The wind does not stop, the tree is not static.

But even if she was in a bad mood for a while, as long as she left the house, got in the car, and quickly returned to her rental house, the turmoil in her heart would calm down. This home always made her feel that there was still hope for this day.

Wait a minute, work hard, she thought, as long as I let myself go, I can be an ordinary girl.

But this heavy rain washed away the unrealistic delusions in Zheng Kexin's heart, and she was washed clean and clear, not because she refused to let herself go, but because Sheng Yunming refused to let everyone go.

The stories of those scumbags working hard in TV dramas are somewhat believable.

It may be true to strive for strength, and love may be true because of love, but in the end those happy endings are ideal endings that change fate against the sky, study and love.

She asked herself without deceit, did she really believe it - what a fart.

Stories are just stories.

Girls like her and Xu Niannian are children raised in two completely different families after all, so there is no such thing as bad roots and good results, and it is a good thing to go to Tsinghua University. When the wind blows, it returns.

After a long time, the day was still that shit day, and she was still Zheng Kexin.

Xu Niannian took her hand, and Xu Niannian was still the same Xu Niannian, she gently hugged Zheng Kexin, patted her on the back slowly, and said like coaxing a child: "It's okay, it's okay, come on, let's go home gone."