dead person

What Du Changhong said next, Du Changyuan didn't hear clearly.He frowned, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Although the village is small, the twists and turns between here are not as simple as it seems.

Pushing open the window, the moon, covered in black as if embedded in the night, jumped onto the window sill nimbly.The little guy walked up to him and rubbed the back of his hand, stretched his waist and glanced at his turned on phone screen.

Since returning to the village, this mobile phone has been like a decoration for me, without a signal signal, and the only thing I can do is to open it and play the stand-alone game I downloaded before.

He clicked on WeChat and flipped through Moments, tapped his finger on the top contact, stared blankly, then smiled and closed the chat interface.

That's fine, that kid might be having fun playing somewhere.

As for the dead Du Changsheng, although he cared a little bit, it was nothing to him.

Staying in this house, he felt the long-lost greetings every day, as well as Du Changhong's daily sight of death, which made him feel strange and boring.

Sure enough, I shouldn't have bought a plane ticket back home on a whim.

For the missing memory, it’s okay if you can’t remember it, at least, you will never go to the bottom of what you have forgotten in the future.

The next morning, Du Changyuan got up early, and the sky was slightly bright, so he walked around the village with small steps.

Those who got up early to do farm work saw him, and turned away as if they hadn't seen him.He acted like he didn't want to pay attention to him, and what he did was too straightforward.

As for the gossip they said behind their backs, because they didn't shy away from it, he naturally heard it clearly.

"The two brothers Du Changhong and that young man left the village together. Now that Changsheng is dead, Changhong's family must be the next one to die."

"That's right, look at that young man's pale face, he doesn't look half like Du Changhong. According to me, that's not their long-term future at all."

"Who said it wasn't? Back then, Changyuan was the one who watched the burial together. Now that such a big man suddenly appeared and said it was Changyuan, who would believe it?"

"Tsk tsk, don't talk about it, Ren Xiujuan has been looking forward to it for so many years, even if it is a fake son, you haven't seen how happy he is recently..."

"Tell me, will there still be dead people in our village? If there are no dead people, I must choose an auspicious day to take my family and escape quickly..."

"Who can say this kind of thing accurately, let's see again. If there are more deaths in our village..."

The speaker pouted in the direction of Du Changyuan, and all the unspoken words were left in that unpredictable smile.

After Du Changyuan listened to this quietly, he was not annoyed, but just smiled.I'm afraid all of them are now waiting for something to happen to their family.

Ridiculous, curse?How could anyone believe this now?

Whether Du Changsheng died of illness or was killed, probably only his father cared a little bit.As for these gossips, I am afraid that Uncle Guoquan has a clear mind.

Even, who knows if these were guided by him.

He turned his right hand over his shoulder and waved, and a black shadow ran to his side through the grass.

From a distance, he could see smoke coming from the chimney at home.As soon as the door was pushed open, a few small dishes had already been placed in the yard.

Zhao Xiujuan naturally knew what those people outside were talking about all day long.She filled Chang Yuan with a bowl of rice and put it in front of him, hesitant to speak.

The heat from the food softened the contours of his face, and Zhao Xiujuan said, "The people in the village have bad mouths, don't take anything seriously when you hear it. They are old, and there are only so many people left. It's fun..."

"How can it be, don't be so busy, eat quickly." The corners of his lips curved, Du Changyuan put the food in front of Zhao Xiujuan, stood up again, pressed her to sit down, and handed a pair of chopsticks to Zhao Xiujuan. she.

"You have worked hard these days. However, I have been back for so many days, and it is time to go back. The work over there is still waiting for me..."

Zhao Xiujuan, who was originally smiling, gradually slowed down when she heard the movements of her hands, and then quickly took a few mouthfuls of rice.

"Well, your work is important... I will be satisfied if you can come back and let me know that you are still alive..."

The appearance of Zhao Xiujuan holding back tears made Du Changyuan feel a little upset for no reason. He cleaned up the last two mouthfuls of rice in the bowl, put down the bowl and went back to the room.

Packing the miscellaneous things into boxes, he sat by the bed in a daze.

Only when you are about to leave, you will feel a little bit reluctant.Look, Du Changyuan, you coward, you dare not admit that you are greedy for this kind of caring and caring.

Although, although the sound of mother could not be uttered.

He let out a long breath, inserted his hands into his hair and combed back the hair that had almost covered his eyebrows, in order to sort out his emotions.

Only at this time did he vaguely regret that he had been living as an outsider for half of his life, and none of those three friends and four friends could express his complicated feelings.

He opened WeChat, opened the contact list skillfully, and clicked on the top contact.

……

After clicking on and off, after repeated several times, he opened the window and took a picture outside the window and sent it out.

In the photo, there is only a black cat standing on the dirt wall and looking at the camera, except for the low dirt wall and creepers.

After choosing to send, the messy thoughts in his mind finally subsided.He put on his backpack, pulled up his suitcase, and when he walked to the door, he thought of something and sent a message and a location to the contact.

"Zhou Yun, I must be crazy..."

He knew that the message could only be received by that person when he walked out of the village, at least until he reached the town.Therefore, he was not in a hurry.

Even, you will feel a little faintly happy.If he received the news now, he would definitely be annoyed to death by the serial calls.

That's right, Zhou Yun is really annoying.

After walking into the yard, he saw Zhao Xiujuan waiting for him with a black knitted scarf in both hands.

Seeing him, Zhao Xiujuan pursed her lips and blinked her eyes before suppressing her urge to cry.She walked up to Du Changyuan and tiptoed to put the scarf on for him.

"Take care." Du Changyuan gently hugged her shoulders as she put a scarf on him, and whispered in her ear.

Zhao Xiujuan sniffed, blinked again, and then took a few steps back reluctantly: "If you want to go, go quickly, there is still a long way to go from here, so the two of us won't see you off. "

Du Changyuan turned his head and glanced at Du Changhong who was standing at the door. Seeing him turn around and wipe his eyes, he said lightly and left, then dragged the suitcase and walked out of the yard without looking back.

He didn't turn his head to take a look until he walked a long way.You don't need to look to know that Zhao Xiujuan must have been standing there looking at his back.

Hearing the news that he was going to leave, the number of people in the village gradually increased, opening their mouths to say those polite words, why come back to play often, and so on.

Oh, in fact, I wish he never came back.

While greeting those people in the village with a smirk, he quickened his pace and walked towards the entrance of the village.As long as he walks on that path, everything in this village will be sealed in his memory.

When we arrived at the fork in the village, the moon had already been waiting there.In less than ten days here, Yue Yue is more familiar than him.

As soon as I put the moon in my backpack, I heard footsteps and heavy breathing behind me.

Turning around, what I saw was the unexpected person.

Du Changhong stood in front of him panting, looking at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression.Until now, he is still not completely sure that he is really long-term.

His feelings for Changyuan are already so complicated that he can't explain it clearly.He firmly grasped the thing in his pocket, gritted his teeth, and then took it out cruelly and handed it to Du Changyuan.

Seeing the small knife he handed over, Du Changyuan narrowed his eyes, but didn't reach out to take it.

Because the dagger Du Changhong handed over was none other than the fruit knife-like dagger stuck in Changsheng's chest when he died.

The first time he saw the corpse, he recognized that it was the knife he was carrying with him.

However, how dare he admit that the knife is his when everyone is doubting him.

He originally thought that the knife had been buried into the ground with Du Changsheng, or was thrown somewhere casually, but he never thought that it would appear in front of him in this way.

"I know everything about Changsheng, I will return this knife to you..."

Du Changyuan squinted his eyes slightly, not knowing whether it was a good show or a temptation.

Changhong took his hand and put the dagger back into his hand: "There is a black cat pattern on the handle of this dagger. I have seen the cat next to you..."

Before Du Changyuan could speak, he continued, "I believe...you won't be the one who killed Changsheng."

After finishing speaking, Changhong let go of him somewhat dejectedly: "After leaving this time, don't come back again."

It was not easy for Du Changhong to say simple words.He knew very well that his actions today might free the murderer who killed Changsheng.

Can……

Even if the person in front of him is not Changyuan, but he came back under Changyuan's name, he couldn't bear it.

Even if, even if he was really the murderer, he couldn't kill him a second time.

Without waiting for his reply, Chang Hong turned around and walked home.After walking a few steps, I saw a neighbor running from a distance.

"Brother Changhong, brother Changhong, go back and have a look, sister-in-law Xiujuan..."

Changhong's heart tightened, he felt a tremor in his heart, and grabbed the person who ran over: "Speak slowly, what's wrong with Xiujuan?"

"Sister-in-law... sister-in-law is dying..."