"How did you get it after the water last night. I asked Natsu.

"The water came in all of a sudden, scared me to death, fortunately I reacted quickly, immediately ran to the bungalow, and wore a raincoat on the bungalow for half the night, and the water in the house kept rising, and kept rising. Xia gestured to me with both hands and feet, as if he had seen something rare.

This is the low-lying area of the city, the hardest hit area, and several large bars and KTVs on the streets are not lightly injured, and several TV stations surround them to broadcast the news.

Xia and I sat on the counter, holding the big watermelon that Xia rescued last night, taking advantage of the cool early morning, it had not spoiled, and it was solved as breakfast. The writer waded in the water, still looking blank.

"How's your house?" asked Natsu.

"It's fine. ”

"That's good, your house is on high ground, so you should be fine. ”

"My dad died. Wenhao looked at Xia and said.

After Xia heard this, he froze, looked at Wenhao, his eyes didn't blink, his body suddenly trembled, and he shook back, I quickly reached out to help Xia from behind, Xia took my hand away, and I saw that Xia's arm was full of goosebumps.

I looked at Wenhao, he stood calmly in place, waiting for Xia to react and ask him questions, Xia was also very calm, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked "How did you die?" ”

"It rained last night, my house tripped, he went to break the gate, accidentally got wet and was electrocuted. ”

After Xia listened, he turned his head to look at me, turned his head and said to Wenhao, "Let's do the funeral, it's hot, I can't hold it." ”

"If you don't have relatives, just bury it. ”

"No, it has to be done, let everyone know about it. Xia said.

Wenhao stood there and blinked a few times, rolled his eyes upward, looked at Xia, and said, "Okay." Then he turned and waded away in the muddy waters.

Xia was eating melons, closing his eyes, thinking about things, I poked Xia, and just wanted to speak, "Hey, you say..."

"Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk. "Natsu didn't let me speak at all. I will remember what the writer asked Xia a few days ago, and I also got goosebumps.

"Brother. I'll take a look. Xia put the watermelon on the counter, jumped down from it, splashed a lot of mud, and waded through the muddy water to the writer's house. When I got up, Xia didn't even turn his head, and said calmly in an emotionless voice like Wenhao, "Don't follow me." ”

I cleaned up the mess left by the flood, and only came back in the afternoon, looked at me and said, "Brother, there will be a funeral tomorrow, Master Yan can't come, you drink for him." Charge the number of people. ”

I nodded, when Xia went, his clothes were full of yellow mud, and when he came back, he cleaned up completely, Xia skillfully took out a notepad in the drawer under the counter, the notepad had been blistered together, Xia slowly picked it up page by page, the words were still clear, Xia clearly knew what page he was looking for.

It was a funeral call, and Xia sent the phone to Wenhao. These things should have been done by Wenhao's mother, but now they have to be done by Wenhao, a teenager.

Xia squatted down, opened the bottom drawers one by one, all of them were soaked, all the books were full of water, the volume swelled, and when they were opened, the books on them were rotten, Xia looked at the books, his face twisted into a bitter melon, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into a piece.

"I'm just going back and buying, and I have books for you to read. "I advise Xia.

"Why did I forget about this stubble last night, I thought I liked these books so much, I forgot to move out when I got a water, that's all. Natsu stood up, kicked the books with her foot, found a large bag, and poured all the books into the water and threw them away as garbage. These books are packed in two large bags, although Xia is as insensitive as loading garbage when loading books, his eyes are full of reluctance and loss.

In the afternoon, the bar couldn't open at all, and the bar couldn't live, so I asked Xia, "Where are you going to stay?"

"Huh?"

"Why don't you go to my house, I told you, I laughed with you, you still have something in my house. ”

"No, I have something to do in a moment. Xia rode a bicycle and was about to leave, I was depressed for a while, but I still said "Tomorrow is my birthday." ”

"Happy birthday. Xia smiled and blessed me, and blessed me with a heartless blessing.

I nodded, closed my mouth, pulled down the curtain, turned and left, and I had talked about it all and what was going on. I have lived harmlessly for thirty years, and today I am labeled as a bad person, I am anxious to explain, I want to help her, but ah, some people's hearts are not hot, except to give up, what else can I do.

I went home, the power went out at home, it was a little stuffy, my heart was not as sad as before, but a little heartache, and I fell asleep in a daze after lying down. In the middle of the night, I sat on the bed alone, I don't know when the electricity came, the air conditioning was cold, the living room and bedroom were empty, I didn't exist, this feeling, quite terrible, the whole room was filled with cold air, like a huge morgue, I reached out to pull on the light, walked to the balcony, there are still a few stars in the sky, there is no moon, the stars look very abrupt, there are clouds fluttering in the sky, I can't help but reach out, want to pick one, take me to the fugue.

Tomorrow is my birthday, I want to stay forever tonight, quiet and beautiful night, these ten years, I am used to being alone, I have never thought of anyone at night, not that I am indifferent, but too busy. In the past few months, this is the first time in my years that I have enjoyed the night so much, although I am in a bad mood and have insomnia every night, I still like to think about something when I am in a melancholy mood and my thoughts are flying.

Tonight, I think of Xia, I think tomorrow when I have a birthday, there is someone to talk to me, Xia this person, seems to be lively and lovely in front of people, sunny and cheerful, silent after people, will not confide in anyone, meet people first suspect whether it is a bad person, and suspect people in the worst case, but themselves, it seems cold, and is a warm-hearted person, and he does not want to admit that he is a good person.

I think of Xia Shi, I don't know what to think, my brain is the figure of this girl, bouncing, laughing, I shook my head vigorously, I wanted to get this figure out of my head, and kept convincing myself that it must be because of age, I envy Xia's age, so I remembered her, it must be this reason.

I wanted to die the night before my thirtieth birthday, and not suffer a little bit of darkness. But when I thought that I would see Xia tomorrow, she was still tasting the suffering of the world, and she needed my help, so I dispelled the thoughts hidden in my heart.

Before I could shake off this figure in my mind, I fell into a deep sleep. In the morning, Xia called me and said, "Brother, are you coming?" Yan Ye has already taken the money, you can come and eat for him." ”

On my birthday, I was going to the funeral of a man who had whipped me a few days ago, and I had nothing to do with before.

Xia stood in the yard, the man was lying in the coffin in the house, I stood next to Xia, watching all this, like a dream, a few days ago, this man was still alive, punching and kicking Wenhao, and today he was lying quietly inside, the woman knelt by the coffin, touching her tears, crying heartbroken, Wenhao knelt aside, still expressionless, Wenyu was also on the side, seeing Xia, she ran over happily.

Wen Yu also knew me, his little hand hooked me, smiled at me, Wen Yu was too young, maybe he didn't know what was going on, he just thought that the bad guy who had been bullying his mother and brother had died. Xia squatted down and whispered, "Today, don't laugh." Otherwise, I won't play with you anymore. Wen Yu heard Xia's words, put away his smile, and turned into the same expression as Wen Hao, and then, Xia asked Wen Yu to call his brother out.

When Xia saw Wenhao, he immediately lost his good temper, and asked angrily, "Why don't you cry, there are so many people here today, my brother is not sensible, and you are not sensible, when you should cry, you must cry out loud." Xia instructed Wenhao, who still had the same face, nodded, and went back to kneel.

There are not many people who come, but they all know that the man has let the electricity die, and they have sent their concern, and they keep talking, saying how a woman can support two sons, half of the eldest son, eat Lao Tzu to death, not to mention two boys.