A large truck with heavy tires slowly drove into a sunny high-end community, when the sun was in full bloom, and the dazzling sunlight sprayed on the surface of the glass-like high-rise community, bursting with colorful colors. The courier car seemed to swim into a mottled ocean, swaying with an elongated halo, and stopped at the entrance of a unit in a high-end community.

After the sound of the car door, **Qiang landed on the ground from the car, turned around and looked at this newly built community, several five-story houses carrying the sunshine are leisurely independent among the red and green, and the green vegetation of the tree shadows is quietly creeping under these residential areas, bees and butterflies dance, insects and birds chirping, a thriving color, **Qiang is about to retract his gaze, and suddenly feels a black spot flashing in front of him, and then looks for it, but he doesn't see anything, **Qiang thought for a long time, no clue, Open the trunk door and start beckoning the workers to disassemble the goods.

Pieces of furniture were placed at the door of the unit by the workers, and they entered the corridor, held down the door of the freight elevator, and followed the first batch of goods into the second floor of the independent courtyard.

The whole room was empty and quiet, and as the door opened, a wave of life rose in the room, stirring up the dull atmosphere in the room.

"Oh, handsome guy, your house is only big, I see that it is more than 200 square meters, right?" The sweaty workers were amazed.

"That's small, this one costs 410 square meters. Or a duplex structure. ** Qiang is not without a sudden.

Everyone's jaws were about to drop to the top of their feet.

"Hurry up, there are still a lot of things, if you don't hurry up, you won't be able to finish today's work." **After the arrangement of the strong instrument was completed, he went out, took the passenger elevator, came downstairs, and saw his father arrive with another car of workers, and walked quickly and disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

**Qiang wandered aimlessly in the community, just thinking about the time to run out and then go home.

The whole community is dressed up magnificently, the weeping willows are reflected on the edge of the pool, the newly built tennis court is like a shadow in the trees, when is the beautiful scenery all the way to the end, ** swayed to the edge of the community, after seeing the tall plane tree green belt, there are several old and dilapidated small buildings looming.

** Qiang walked in along the gap in the woods, and suddenly opened up in front of him, and found that behind the wire wall, separated by several old residential buildings, like this, but a wire wall, a few plane trees, the rich and poor two classes are understated.

** Qiang turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly noticed that there was a row of stones arranged in a circle in the clearing, as if it was used to build a bonfire, but it silently exuded an old, secret and strange atmosphere.

**Qiang walked over and looked at the pile of stones carefully, but found that there was a round object pressed under the stones, which was full of weeds. It was found that under the weeds was a round object like a horse gourd cover, and after a few knocks, it was determined that it was a wooden manhole cover.

This fresh! I've heard of a papier-mâché manhole cover, but I've never seen a wooden one, Qiang didn't think about it, he reached out to uncover the manhole cover, and at the moment of opening, a trace of an extremely weird feeling flashed in Qiang's mind, and before he thought about it, the manhole cover had been opened.

When I looked at the probe, I couldn't see the bottom inside, and I couldn't understand it for a while.

**Qiang closed the manhole cover, stood up, frowned slightly, always felt that something was wrong, and after a few seconds of blank thinking, it turned out to be the taste! There was no smell in this empty well at all.

At this moment, a rising breeze swirled in the pile of stones, and when **Qiang found it, the whirlwind had already wrapped him, **Qiang felt that he wanted to leave this place, but was pushed to the wire wall by this whirlwind involuntarily, and he shouted urgently, and wanted to rush over with all his strength, but he couldn't move.

At this moment, **Qiang heard someone shouting his name as if he was nothing, it's over! This ghost came to beg for his life, **Qiang's heart tightened, and when he was helpless, he was hit by something on the head.

hurriedly turned around, but he was hit on the head again, it hurt so much that it didn't hurt, but the whirlwind around him slowly disappeared without a trace, ** Qiang heard someone call his name again, and when he looked back, Qiao Juan was lying on the windowsill on the second floor of the old building, beckoning to himself.

On the busy street, on the sunny square, on the beer stall surrounded by parasols, ** forcibly handed Qiao Juan a bottle of cold yogurt, and put two bottles of cold beer on the table.

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect us to live so close." Strong opening.

"Actually, it's quite far away, and I can't afford to live in the community you live in for the rest of my life."

"I've got an extremely quick way to get you in in a few years."

"Tell me?"

"Marry me in a few years, be my wife, and you can live in it."

"Strong, are you serious?" Qiao Juan asked seriously, the corners of her mouth muttered into an aggrieved angle, and her big eyes flashed with a complicated gaze.

"Ahem, ahem...... Good ice! This beer is too cold! ** A strong sip of wine squirted, coughed busily, and wiped it in a hurry.

"Here's what you just hit me." **Qiang took out two items and returned them to Qiao Juan. "It's a peach pit, right?"

"That's it, will you catch it?"

"Hehe, the things that the female dolls play with, I can't play, when you see me, what state am I in?"

"No, it seems that you are fighting against an invisible wall, like a headless fly, you can't live or die, I called you and you didn't respond, so I threw you two walnuts casually."

"I've actually been thinking about a question." **Qiang's face suddenly tightened.

"Talk about it"

"Why is it so dangerous everywhere I go?"

Qiao Juan quietly took a sip of yogurt, "I think you are too dangerous, and it has nothing to do with the environment." It's the same everywhere you go. ”

"It's so busy to move, and you're still running out to play, and you don't help at all."

As soon as Qiang returned to the room, he was nagged by his father.

"Dad, yes, there are many things in this world that cannot be described in words. Those who work hard govern people, and those who work hard govern people, and I am a laborer, so I don't have to work myself. ”

"You are your brother's waist, just say that you don't practice a fake trick, hurry up and clean up the house."

"Didn't you hire two cleaners to clean up, why did you let me do it?"

"It's too hot, they only come at night, we do what we can first, they do less, and I pay less, understand?"

"Home right!" **Extremely reluctantly picked up a mop.

The room was filled with the smell of renovated banana water, and thick powder was piled up in the cracks of the floor.

Qiang was satisfied with his writings when a dull thunderclap rang out, several windows were banged and clanged, and the sky outside the window quickly became dark.

**Qiang walked to the window, drizzle with wind and wet slightly dark sky, the whole summer night entered the eternal long dark night, **Qiang closed the window, ready to walk out of the master bedroom, at this time, a fierce spirit, looked back, in the bay window just now, an object appeared.

In the past, it was a little doll in a football uniform that looked very similar to himself.

"Are you here, home will follow me." After Qiang finished speaking, he tucked the villain into his belt and began to get busy in the other rooms.

Busy coming, busy going, ** Qiang found that labor was really not fun, but found the fact that he was hungry.

"You're asking me to cook for you now?" Daddy asked in the kitchen.

**Forced glanced at the kitchen behind his father, pots and pans, messy.

"Dad, it's raining like a lot outside, you let me go down now and buy two Huizhou dishes for dinner?"

"Give you a hundred dollars, don't look for it."

Strong out of the door within a minute.

Compared with the thunderstorm in the northwest summer compared with the south, the slightest woman did not let the eyebrows, ** Qiang was quickly wet, and trotted all the way to the Huizhou restaurant outside the community, asked for two hoof meals, and put into the stormy space.

Through the gap under the umbrella, the whole community rises in the bitter wind and rain to feel a little warm orange-red light, showing peace, tranquility and safety.

**Qiang continued to trot all the way, one did not pay attention, plopped to the ground, the umbrella also flew, the lunch box also fell, and there was a pain in the knee.

"I'm gone!" ** Powerful scolded, picked up the lunch box, caught up with the umbrella, and ran into the unit in embarrassment.

When I entered the elevator, I found that a deep cut had been torn open in my knee by gravel, and the blood was not stopping.

It was a sad day, ** Qiang ate a cold box lunch with water, looked at the wound on his knee covered by a band-aid, the emotions in his heart were boring, and the indignation gradually filled.

It was raining heavily, and the cleaners didn't come, and in the face of a large pile of furniture, the father and son fiddled with it for a while, and then decided to rest early.

Qiang was lying on the bed, looking straight at the ceiling, no TV, no game console, everything was lonely, **Qiang suddenly felt that he had returned to a strange era, he was sitting in front of the campfire, feeling the darkness around him, buzzing insects, and silent depression.

The sparks rising from the campfires lit up the warm orange light in the eternal darkness. As if it had happened yesterday, after a day of crazy play, I returned home with exhaustion and dust, and my mother patiently washed and wiped herself, and took out a change of clothes that had been prepared long ago and smelled of washing powder. Hard work and grudge, with a lovely smile. But now I can only see the floral pattern on the pillow, grieving, nostalgic and stinging in the dark. Mixed with mixed emotions, ** Qiang slowly fell asleep.

It seems that he hasn't slept for a few minutes, **Qiang heard the sound of chirping, and his mind moved, where are the mice in this 410-square-meter duplex room?

The brain suddenly woke up, opened his eyes to adapt to the darkness for a while, half-sat up on the bed, and saw a few fluttering mice jumping and jumping under the bed, and his hand groped around the bed for a while, and touched the miniature self doll.

got out of bed, a few mice led the way in front, ** followed the moonlight on a summer night, and it was very strange to see that this was a mouse jumping in a posture.

The direction of the mouse is very clear, and the strong follow suit, and come to the second layer of the duplex covered with white cloth.

Under the white cloth were untreated furniture left by the previous owner, and a few rats stopped in front of a chest of drawers.

It seems that this chest of drawers is strange, ** Qiang stepped forward to open the drawer, and there was a simple and heavy round-handled key lying inside.

Seeing that Zhang Jianqiang had obtained the key, the rats continued to open the way and stopped in the corner of the room, and in front of them, a looming door appeared.

** Forced open the door, an eye-popping passage appeared in the odorless and tasteless passage, and he stepped into it.

After walking a few steps, I came to a large living room with exquisite decoration.

The light in the living room was brightly scattered, and his strong gaze swept over the leather sofas and marble coffee tables, and his eyes stayed on the three oil paintings on the wall.

The three oil paintings are three different portraits of people.

The characters in the painting, two men and one woman, are of the same grade as themselves.

In the tone of the still life photo, the three people in the painting are sad, frightened and desperate.

The wafting fragrance tickled the peristalsis of the strong stomach.

I didn't care about it anymore, and followed the fragrance to the kitchen.

The lights are bright and the fragrance is overflowing.

"Come on, sit down, the pig's trotter soup will be ready soon." A middle-aged woman turned her head, her expression indifferent, and the void was peaceful.

"Pig's trotter soup is a great love." Qiang sat down at the table.

A woman with burlap gloves brought pig's trotter soup from a black casserole to the table.

**Strong food snoring, soup overflowing.

The woman just sat next to her and watched quietly.

Pig's trotters are real, and so are the soup pools. At least in this dream, I had a full stomach. **Strong as you think.

The woman wordlessly handed a** Qiang's handkerchief full of flowers, and watched ** Qiang wipe her mouth clean. He put his eyes on his knees again.

"The wound is deep, and the band-aid is useless." The woman's voice is far away, like a condescending Sanskrit voice.

The woman squatted down, her black shawl hair covering her shoulders, cold and through.

The black ointment in the palm of the hand is evenly applied to the wound of the strong knee.

The ointment enters the body, cooling and numbness.

**Qiang suddenly felt the warmth of motherhood, if he could change his dream, he would definitely change this woman to his mother.

The woman stood up, as if she understood the idea of ** strong, and opened her mouth, "All mothers in the world are the same!" ”

Strong didn't speak.

"Have you eaten enough?" The woman asked.

Now it sounds, the woman's otherworldly tone is also full of tender concern.

"Eat it all-you-can-eat, it tastes good."

"When you're full, go to bed."

Qiang stood up and let the woman guide him to a bedroom.

Obediently fell asleep on the bed, and let the woman cover her with a towel quilt.

"Sleep obediently, next time you come back, take you to the circus show."

Circus performances, I've never seen it, it seems that my mother once promised me to go, and between my bows, it is already a vestige.

"Hadron, according to my calculations, you are useless." Dad looked at the ** strong who slept until the sun dried his buttocks.

"Did you know on the first day?" ** Rub your eyes strongly.

"You don't want to participate in the housework activities today, go and say hello to the neighbors up and down." Daddy arranged.

Zhang Jianqiang staggered out the door and followed the stairs to the third floor, where a musty and rancid smell rushed to his mouth and nose.

The hallway of the detached courtyard on the third floor is piled up with vacuum-packed grocery bags.

Zhang Jianqiang went up and pounded it with his fingers, the texture was very hard, and he was waiting for further research, when a big upside-down face suddenly appeared in front of him.

was so frightened that Zhang Jianqiang fell to the ground on his back.

Only then did I see that it was an uncle with a long donkey face, with his feet hooked on the water pipe, hanging upside down to look at himself.

"Good kung fu!" Zhang Jianqiang stood up and clapped his hands.

The uncle got off the tube, stroked a few of his chin hairs, and looked at ** Qiang condescendingly.

"I'm new on the second floor, so I'll check in with you." Strong opening.

"Gadi, do you think this place is square or round?" Uncle speaks authentic old Lanzhou dialect. Pointing to the square dome overhead.

"The cliff is round, I'm here to reunite with you, uncle."

The uncle was very satisfied, and pointed to the light bulb on the dome, "Is the bulb bright or are you bright?" ”

"I have to be bright, I'll be a bright person!" **Strong of course not let.

Uncle patted Qiang's shoulder with satisfaction, "Uncle, I am the beggar of a community, you can say anything if you have something." After speaking, he handed ** a few packs of vacuum food bags.

"Take it and try it, fresh cheese."

"You're going to eat these all at once?"

"No, I have a rat acrobatic troupe."

"Senior, let me study it."

"Wait a minute, rehearsals are underway in the past two days, and we will be ready to perform immediately."

The two chatted a few more words, and ** Qiang said goodbye first.

As soon as he walked to the corner of the corridor, the uncle hung upside down on top of ** Qiang's head, and said mysteriously in a low voice, "My mouse acrobatic troupe, let me tell you." ”

"Well, you say."

"Watch out for that woman." After the uncle finished speaking, he drifted away.

Qiang remembered something and looked at his knee and found that yesterday's wound had healed, leaving a faint scar. Standing helpless for a while, he came to the first floor.

After the knock on the door,

There was a clatter, and after the sound of unlocking, the door was opened.

An old woman on crutches appeared in front of her.

"What's the matter?"

"Just moved in, I'll say hi to you."

"The lad comes in and sits"

** Forced to walk through the room, into the nostrils is the smell of decay, antiquity and darkness.

The old woman who walked before him trembled, her cane tapping lightly on the ground, and the syllables of her dying rose in the dark room.

In the huge living room, another old woman was fiddling with the woolen ball in her hand, raised her head, looked at ** Qiang with sleepy eyes, and opened her mouth in a quick tone.

"The lad must have a cup of tea."

With that, put down the hair ball and stood up.

"You're so polite, what tea?" ** Strongly look for a place to sit.

"I think you should drink jasmine." The old woman turned around and wanted to leave.

"No, no, no, he should drink oolong." The old woman on crutches disagreed.

"Jasmine"

"Oolong."

"Jasmine."

"Oolong."

"I'd better drink Chunjian." ** Qiang ended the dispute between the two old women.

The wife of the line group went to make tea, and the wife of the crutch greeted ** Qiang and sat down on the sofa.

"Come, taste our '82 toffee."

**Qiang looked at the sugar jar handed over by the old woman on crutches, which was quaint and shabby, and covered with dust.

The toffees intersecting with white and green are stacked on top of each other to form a pyramid.

** Unable to stand the crutches, the old woman urged him again and again, and was reluctantly ready to pick up a toffee for a while.

I didn't think that the toffee was tightly bitten together and couldn't be taken down.

I'll rub it, I must have taken you today.

**Strong one-handed grasp of the sugar jar and start exerting force.

More than a dozen seconds passed, and nothing happened.

**Strong luck dantian, with all his strength to pull onions on dry land, in the frightened sound of the old woman on crutches, toffee flew into the sky, ** strong's sight drifted with it across the grid full of walls, shuttled through the colorful snuffbox woods, and finally watched it fall into the spring tea brought by the wife of the line group.

"There are so many snuff bottles, all of them are collected by you?" Waiting for the tea to cool down, ** strong question.

"Yes, since we were girls, every man we have experienced, we have collected a snuffbox to commemorate the dead love."

"I see, but from what I've observed, your dead love seems to be a little too much."

"Every man's penis is a pleasant existence, and it's a pity that there's an ugly man attached to them, and the perfect world should be all kinds of penis running all over the ground......"

"Ahem, ahem...... This tea is so delicious. "**Break off and shout!

"Wait a minute." The old woman of wool took the teacup in the hand of ** Qiang and looked at the bottom of the cup.

"What do you mean?" Strong questioning.

"We learned the science of divination very early from the stage when we were girls." The old woman on crutches added on the side.

"Why am I even more surprised by the stage life of your girls' generation?"

"Even the green train has a day when it reaches the end, not to mention this hurried life."

"Ahem, let's talk about the results of divination."

"It's a giraffe, which means you're about to go through a relationship." The old woman of the line group is very sure.

**Qiang looked at the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup, and it really formed the shape of a giraffe.

"No, it's a hand." The old woman on crutches turned the cup around.

A scrawny little arm and palm leaped to the bottom of the cup.

"What do you mean?" Strong questioning.

"Shows you're in danger!"

"No, no, no, it's a giraffe!"

"It's a hand!"

"Giraffe"

"Hands"

"Giraffe"

"Hands"

"I'm going to do a few test papers first!" ** Get up and say goodbye.

"Wait a minute." The two old women stopped ** Qiang with solemn faces, and handed him the turquoise toffee that had fallen into the cup.

"When you believe, look at reality with your heart."

Returning to the huge house, Qiang looked at the scene in front of him, and the furniture in the house was in place. Stacked in horizontal rows and stacked in vertical rows. It's like an adult background, watching silently, not knowing where to go.

**Qiang only thinks that there is something missing in these props, it seems that there is a mother who wears a sanitary hat and shuttles between them with a feather duster.

Without this, this vast space, such living furniture, is like a stone monument in a cemetery decorated with loneliness, sorrow and escape.

So he picked up the key again, opened the door, and entered the back room. (To be continued.) )