Not only did I not feel safe with so many people behind me, but on the contrary, I felt even more insecure - especially at night when I was sleeping, a group of them were all standing outside the living room and bedroom doors, and whenever any of them heard me coughing or turning over, they would immediately rush in without notice.

Always wake up from an unstable sleep.

Sometimes they even angrily think that they deliberately didn't let me sleep because they needed to keep a vigil.

Later, when I saw that they yawned the next day, they had to run out to bring me breakfast, and secretly scolded themselves for not knowing what to do.

On days like this, I began to eagerly look forward to Chen Huan's return, and the most I did every day was to sit on the balcony surrounded by a bunch of people and miss Chen Huan.

I miss him very much.

In the past, when I was in deep love and rainy, in one episode, after Shuhuan left, Lu Yiping's diary wrote that on the first day Shuhuan left, I missed him, missed him, missed him.

At that time, I felt beautiful and hypocritical, and I laughed and thought that I had already seen through the love and hatred of this time, and I didn't believe that except for Qiong Yao's TV series and novels, there could be no such pure and warm feelings in the world.

But now, those few sentences, thinking about him, thinking about him, thinking about him, can basically sum up all my thoughts every day.

In fact, strictly speaking, even I can't tell what kind of attitude it is, it seems to be infinite dependence, but there is always a feeling of self-reliance around him.

But one thing I know very clearly is that after Chen Wei appeared, there was no such thing as calm as water in my emotional world.

As soon as a qiē about him appeared in front of me, no matter how calm I was at the time or how calm I looked, my heart was already turbulent.

On the seventh day after Chen Wei left, after a rainstorm, he finally entered the midsummer period.

The temperature is staggering.

We didn't think much of it in the woods, but some of the people in the bungalows who went to water all day were molting.

I had no choice but to change the watering time to after the sun had set.

But it was still sweltering, but they thought of a good trick, that is, after watering, everyone jumped into the river to take a shower, and the river was cold at night, and the heat that had been wrapped around the day was relieved by seven or eight points.

Cripple, Sister Hua's death did not change the life of anyone else.

I haven't seen Sister Hua's children since that day, and I've asked people around me a lot, but no one answered me.

I don't dare to think about whether he was ruthlessly kicked out because he had no parents and no one to work, but he was sad because he lost his parents, and he hid in the house all day and didn't want to come out.

When you can't help, you can only deceive yourself with some lies as much as possible.

The change of people, the change of mentality, always happens at the most casual time, often you will be stunned when you come back to your senses, and find that you are so different from your former self.

But in the end, it was just a helpless smile, shaking his head and sighing.

I think that at this time, I should have been invisibly changed.

Forced to change by his own cowardice and incompetence.

After a few days of unbearable heat, it began to rain wildly again.

This time, the raindrops were ticking almost continuously, and it was falling for half a month.

During this period, I always think back to the days when I found Chen Wei and stayed in the shuttle bus with Zijun Xu Yiwen.

So on the day the rain stopped, I went to Zijun's grave with Dabai.

At my strong request, the group finally did not follow Zijun's grave again.

Maybe it's because they've been following for so long, and they themselves feel bored, so they leave a word, be careful with themselves, and go their separate ways.

In the muddy field of the jungle with Dabai, when I walked to the grave of Zijun one foot deeper and one foot shallow, I looked at the new grave of the slightly wolf bèi, and my heart couldn't help but start to be bitter.

There is nothing to give to Zijun, we can't take anything to eat to the grave, and we don't have paper money.

Or a bag of biscuits that Dabai took from the car, opened it, and placed it on Zijun's grave.

Then her voice choked up when she spoke: "Zijun, you will eat something as soon as you have a chance, and my sister will bring you something delicious." ”

I stood aside and looked away.

As a result, I suddenly found that there was a trace of burning in front of Sister Hua's grave.

I didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that someone who was good with her might have secretly burned something for her.

But before leaving with Dabai, I couldn't help but run over and take a look.

Just took a look, and I found that the burned things turned out to be some photos!!

It's almost all burned out, and I can't tell it's a photo.

The only thing I could tell was a corner of a photo that hadn't been burned yet, pressed down by a wet leaf, and not burned.

Crouched down and picked up the leaf, which was still half left.

After staring at it for a long time, I could barely see that the photo seemed to be a young and foreign woman.

The position of the woman's head happened to be burned by the fire.

I could only see the woman doing the signature street photography actions that many Internet celebrities are used to, wearing a bright yellow short skirt suit, a silver-white clip drag, and a brand-name bag that I had never seen before.

Da Bai also leaned over to take a look.

After sighing at the woman's long legs, he asked, "Who is this?" ”

After looking at the photo again, I shook my head and said, "I don't know, but why did it burn in front of Sister Hua's grave?" ”

Da Bai stood up and spoke: "Maybe it's the photos of her relatives in the past, whoever got those photos here will burn them to her." ”

After thinking about it, he felt that what Da Bai said made sense, nodded, and got up and left with her.

I was often called by Aunt Chen to drink tea.

By the way, chat with her.

She seems to enjoy chatting with people.

Talking is always slow, with a bit of an educational flavor, so most of the time I am like a child in the classroom, sitting with a teacup and drinking tea while cooperating with her.

In this way, Aunt Chen actually liked me more and more, and asked me to go more and more often.

It's just that on the twenty-third day when Chen Wei left, Chen Yuan came to find Aunt Chen once.

I was in the bathroom at the time, and I could hear what she and Aunt Chen were saying.

The general meaning is almost the same, why Chen Wei hasn't come back yet, since her father is not here, there is no need to stay, she needs to immediately continue to set off on the road to the next location.

Aunt Chen rarely answered her words.

Occasionally, there will be symbolic reassuring sentences.

In the end, he simply repeated: "Let's wait for Chen Wei to come back, if he doesn't come back, I, an old lady, have no way at all." ”

After Chen Yuan left, I heard Aunt Chen sigh heavily.

The few who didn't say much to me that afternoon.

The two of us held a teacup and a chair in a daze all night.

Actually, Aunt Chen should have had a hard time.

After all, no matter what, she is a leader here, but she is an old lady herself, with no majesty, no deterrence, no backing, but she must lead this place where people are not in harmony.

Although it is not a big place, there are not too many people.

But if you really want to put it together, it's also a big project.

She worked alone, and she should be tired.

There are always two people next to Aunt Chen, who are inconspicuous, but whose aura is obviously different from other people.

They didn't follow Aunt Chen in real time, but as long as Aunt Chen left the house, they would definitely be around, and as long as Aunt Chen was in the house, they would definitely be around the house.

I've observed it many times.

The two of them look very strong, but they are also quite low-key, and even when someone passes by them, they will quietly get out of the way.

If that's right, Aunt Chen's ability to persist here until now should also be inseparable from those two Dharma protectors.

In this world, perhaps we can't figure out the hearts of most people, because they are unstable.

But there is always a group of people's hearts, who are willingly tied to someone's body, not just family or love, but other aspects.

It's like the bald head next to Chen Yuan.

The sea around Chen Wei.

These people are always unconditionally, or unintentionally, following and helping someone, willingly, without regrets, and absolutely dedicated.

Finally, when it was about to be a month, the midsummer had almost passed, and the night had even begun to need to be wrapped in a thin quilt, and Chen Wei finally returned belatedly.

He didn't take many people with him when he set out.

When he returned, he brought with him more people than when he left.

It amazed all of us.

After Chen Wei and Aunt Chen talked privately for a long time, when Aunt Chen came out again, she arranged for those extra people to move in.

It seems that the group is ready to stay for a long time.

In one of the rare cases, even the door of the large warehouse, which had been locked, was opened that day.

I stumbled in, and saw a large shelf in the middle, full of guns-627981089264564081+dliineda+143->-