Northwest, Xiping City.

In the evening, when the sun was setting, Xu Hui, who was over the age of doubt, stood quietly at the mouth of a small alley on Jiefang Road, staring at the depths of the alley, occasionally flickering, as if the rows of residential buildings in front of him had infinite magic, allowing him to stand for a long time.

The afterglow of the slanting sun stretched his figure obliquely, until the last touch of gold disappeared into the sky, Xu Hui muttered to himself: "The sun is going down, the cultural compound is really gone, and there is not even a slag left." ”

Xu Hui gave up the idea of looking deeper into the alleyway and turned to leave. He can't remember how many years he hasn't been back to Xiping, whether it's 10 years or 12 years, but he clearly remembers the time when his family moved to the cultural compound, which should be the early summer of 1987.

Xu Hui and his brothers met on that sunny afternoon.

"Stupid, don't look at the road from the aisle?!" A Windranger motorcycle roared and suddenly stopped in front of Xu Hui, the piercing brake sound startled him, but he didn't realize the other party's angry scolding.

"What about you, Erbi!" The rider on the car did not give up his hatred, and simply took off his helmet and wanted to jump out of the car.

"What are you doing? People didn't say anything, okay if you don't cause trouble?" the woman in the back seat of the car grabbed the rider.

Xu Hui looked at the young man with a hot personality in front of him lightly, with a high nose bridge, deep eyes, and facial features that can be called high-looking, but there is an evil aura between his eyebrows that is difficult to hide. looks a bit like Zhao Ge, but with yellow hair, it is inevitable that the scenery will be ruined, and it will insult his own brother.

The rider put on his helmet after struggling a few times, restarted the bike, and then stretched out his hand and pointed at Xu Hui, "Paralyzed, I want to die far away." The motorcycle roared away.

Xu Hui smiled dumbly, the young man's behavior was quite similar to Xie Haiqing, his sex was like fire, the sky was not beaten, the ground was not afraid, and he jumped like thunder when he teased. Hehe, it's a pity that this person is not like that at all in his bones, and he is as timid as he was back then.

How many years has no one dared to be so presumptuous in front of Lao Tzu, he shook his head and strode forward.

Back at the hotel, it was already dawning, Xu Hui adjusted his travel plan, chose to make a cup of coffee, and then sat quietly in the room.

A few yellowed old photos in my hand are much stronger than the high-rise buildings outside, maybe this revisit is just an impulse, looking for memories of that time, it is better to freeze the past forever in the square inch of the frame.

Xu Hui has never discarded these photos, and no matter where he goes, they are always an important part of his bag.

In front of me is a black and white photo, and it is also a photo of the brothers getting together, the exterior scene is the artificial lake in the western suburbs of Xiping City, six teenagers took a group photo, Xu Hui stood on the right penultimate one, white and chubby and now he is like two people.

The tallest and dark-skinned young man in the middle, nicknamed Black Bull, smiled with big teeth and a cheap smile, looking like he was not flat, his big name Han Kui, as his name suggests, is not only big, but also very bluffing.

On Han Kui's left is a young man with the same physique, named Xie Haiqing, with two dimples in his bright smile, and the sun is a mess;

Tie Dan, large Gu Tiehong, standing on the right side of Han Kui, with small eyes and a big round face, it is not easy to be serious;

There are three people missing from the photo, Zhao Ge, Liangzi and Xue Yongjun.

Why didn't these people come to take pictures together at that time? Zhao Ge was excusable, but why did Liangzi and Lao Yu go? Xu Hui's memory was a little vague, and his biggest regret was that none of the photos at hand could bring all the brothers together in the same frame.

That acquaintance was like ice and snow melting, crystal clear, and like lava fire, surging with energy.

Xu Hui sighed, time flies, things are not people.

The cultural compound of that year has completely disappeared into the long river of memory, and there is not even a splash, but in Xu Hui's mind, that period of the past is as heavy as a mountain, and it is difficult to bypass that hurdle if he doesn't come back.

But now, I'm afraid the disappointment will be even greater, I don't know which brother I can find when I come back this time?

Xue Yongjun and Liangzi should still be in Xiping, and the Xie brothers immigrated to Australia, and they also spoke by phone six years ago, and they have not been contacted since. And Tiedan, I heard that he went to Mongolia, but there has been no accurate news.

It's a pity that Zhao Ge, after so many years, is still serving a prison sentence.

And Dajun, the ignorant thin boy in the photo, has left everyone forever.

Sitting on the recliner in the hotel, Xu Hui suddenly laughed.

What will happen if you find it? What if you don't find it? It is better to be separated from each other and forget about each other.

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