Liu Weijian and I became friends again, although he once hated me to the core, and with Chen Jia's disappearance, he no longer hated me. Every day after school, we go home together, don't go lobster fishing or catch sparrows halfway, don't say any useless words, and spend more time just walking quietly.

I felt that my gloomy mood was hanging over the class, and even the teacher could not avoid being infected. I couldn't help but shout Chen Jia when I asked a question in class, and suddenly I came back to my senses and looked at the empty seat in a daze.

Chen Jia sat in the second row, which was a good position, and after a long time, the head teacher did not arrange for other students to sit over. Some of Chen Jia's books are still there, and no one has touched them. Everyone seems to believe that he will come back one day.

Once, the teacher assigned an essay entitled "My Favorite Classmate". Everyone writes about Chen Jia, and they all say that she is enthusiastic, cute, beautiful, serious in learning, and makes rapid progress. For the first time, my essay was read as a model essay. Listening to the heartfelt words and sentences in the composition read out of the mouth of the Chinese teacher, I couldn't stop crying. More than half of the class was in tears, and what really touched them was not how well my essay was written, but the memories that were evoked by the teacher's reading.

Emotions are exaggerated and forgotten, and people live in this repetitive state, and the law dictates it. In the past ten days, the people in the compound have mentioned the Chen family's father and daughter less and less, and it is estimated that only by waiting for Chen Tiantong to appear again can the topic be stirred again. But as I said, there is no end to his search, and the chances of reappearance are slim.

One evening, I was doing my homework. It was either Saturday or Sunday, and Sunday was more likely, because I remember that the weather was fine that afternoon, and Liu Weijian asked me to play, and it wasn't long before we parted, and I told him that there was still homework to be done. He knew that my mother's hands were not a joke when they were slapped down. So he stuck out his tongue and said goodbye to me.

About a few minutes before eating, I finished my homework and was tidying up the pitifully small writing desk when Uncle Zheng's voice sounded: "Okay, now she's here, she can testify for me." ”

My father asked, "Who, who did you say came?" ”

"It's the woman who saw the corpse on the Guanhu River."

My father put down his work and showed some interest: "She came to talk about this? ”

Uncle Zheng shook his head: "She wants to rent a house to live, I hope she will live, with her, everyone will not point the finger at me." ”

Time makes people forget the whole incident, and there is naturally not much left to condemn Uncle Zheng. As far as I know, Uncle Zheng, as the person concerned, takes this matter to heart the most. Judging from the excitement he recounted, it is estimated that he dreamed of clarifying himself.

My estimation was finally confirmed after a long time, and it was Cao Li, that is, the woman Uncle Zheng said that told me personally. The incident happened at the gate of the compound, at that time in the entire compound, Uncle Zheng and that woman were the most familiar, met once, and talked once, but at that time Uncle Zheng didn't know that her name was Cao Li. Uncle Zheng saw Cao Li at the door, and rushed up with emotion, and Cao Li, who was looking around, was waiting for the landlord to take her to see the house. Uncle Zheng interrupted her and said, "I didn't expect to see you again." ”

It was as if she were a relative. In fact, Cao Li had just come to the south of the wet rainy Jiangnan, and occasionally talked about the corpse of Guanhu River on a public occasion. At that time, many people were talking to Cao Li, and Uncle Zheng was one of them, and their dialogue was the most concise. Uncle Zheng asked Cao Li: "What you said is true?" Cao Li said, "Maybe." ”

Chen Jia's disappearance and Cao Li's words were closely linked by Uncle Zheng's subconscious, so ignoring the three words "maybe" was more of an uncertain factor, misunderstood as a great possibility, and told Chen Tiantong that he had caused trouble for himself.

With only one sentence, Cao Li couldn't remember this person, she asked Uncle Zheng, "Who are you?" ”

"My surname is Zheng, it's okay to call me Lao Zheng."

"Do we know each other?"

"Remember what you said in Three Rivers that day? You said you saw the corpse in the Guanhu River. I'm out of luck, and I'm getting into a lot of trouble with that. You prove that it was you, not me, who said this. ”

Cao Li said: "I said it, but I said at the beginning maybe. ”

"I didn't say for sure."

"What's the trouble with that?"

"I happened to lose the child in the compound, I told the child's father what you said, he went to look for the child, never returned, everyone condemned me for spreading unconfirmed news and harming people. Touch your conscience, did this come from you? ”

Cao Li was stunned by what she said, and seeing that Uncle Zheng was getting more and more excited, she finally seemed to give in and said, "If someone is making trouble with you again, push it to me." ”

In the past, Uncle Zheng was afraid that someone would trouble him, and from the day Cao Li moved into the compound, Uncle Zheng looked forward to someone making trouble for him. During that time, the tenants of the compound almost completely forgot about the Chen family's father and daughter, even if they talked about it, they sighed a few times and gave up, no one talked about the cause and effect, and the details related to Uncle Zheng seemed to be forgotten by everyone. Uncle Zheng was very disappointed because of this.

I could understand his feelings at a young age, just like a student who failed an exam, but after hard work, he had full confidence and looked forward to taking the exam again. If there is no next success, the previous failure will be forever imprinted.

Uncle Zheng was in this state of mind at that time, no one was bothering him, so there was no need for Cao Li to come out to clarify, so Uncle Zheng would always wear the high hat of harming Chen Tiantong because of misleading.

Some died, some were born; Some are gone, others are coming again. Coming and going is one of the great principles of this world. One day, the landlord had a falling out with a tenant on the second floor. The tenant had a loud and shocking voice. He thought he was talking in a whisper, but in fact he could hear it from half the floor; If he was emotional, his voice could cover the entire compound.

That day, we heard him scolding the landlord: "Raised by a son of a bitch, Lao Tzu doesn't eat your set, Lao Tzu wants to return the rent." ”

I guess the landlord's mood is not calmer than that of the tenant, but his voice is weak in front of that loud voice: "Retreat, return today, rent out tomorrow, the room on the second floor, many people can't wait!" ”

This is not an example to compare their voices, but to tell you how hosts understand comings and goings, and to further illustrate that everyone has a unique definition of comings and goings. There is nothing wrong with the old tenants leaving, the new tenants coming, and the theory of coming and going is applied in practice.

But what happened next was not appropriate for most tenants. I know it's lagging behind, I can't say it's later than everybody, but it's certainly later than most. I knew it was at the end of my final exams, one afternoon when summer vacation was approaching.

It didn't rain that day, and the sun miraculously showed for a long time in the morning. That day, I only had half a day of class, and when I got out of school in the morning, Liu Weijian made an appointment with two classmates and said that they would go to my house to play. In the afternoon the sun was gone, and the wind was blowing, and the clouds were thick. Everyone in this wet rain Jiangnan has the ability to discern whether there is rain in the clouds, including children. If it rains, the afternoon plan will be cancelled, because the clouds can't rain at a glance, half an hour after my mother went to work, Liu Weijian and they gathered at my house as scheduled.

It was the first time for Liu Weijian to go to my house, and although we have been friends for a long time, the friendship in the past was limited to half of the school and our peers. The extension of our friendship began on the evening when the teacher read my essay and made me cry for the whole lesson.

Liu Weijian went home with me and stayed by my side silently. Maybe it was on purpose, maybe he accidentally missed the intersection home, and he walked all the way to the gate of the compound, and he said, "Do you live in this place?" Looks pretty good. ”

That's when I came back from my grief: "It's a mess, it's nothing. ”

"I just like crowded places, lively, when to come to your house to play."

I said, "If you want to come, I welcome you whenever you want." ”

Because of such a process, Liu Weijian's visit to my house can also be seen as keeping his promise to enhance friendship. We watched quite a bit of TV, flipped through a few comics, and soon got a little bored. Lau proposed to make a game.

"How about we make a game of guts?" The child who spoke was named Yutaka Tanaka, who was as thin as a monkey and eccentric. He was very naughty at school, and often did some things that made girls cry and bullied younger children. If I were to be a long-term and stable friend with him, my parents would inevitably restrict me. It's rare to get together, and it's easy to get through the tricks.

Liu Weijian asked: "What game and how to do it?" ”

Takataka said: "Put the navel eye on the windowsill, keep the balance, whoever holds on for a long time wins." ”

Another child, Zhang Jun, looked out the window timidly and said, "This is the third floor." ”

Tian Jianfeng said disdainfully: "The third floor is good, the first floor is boring, and only the high can see the guts." ”

Zhang Jun asked, "What should I do if I fall?" ”

Tian Jianfeng said: "The two of them are ready to grab his legs at any time, and the third person hugs his waist when he sees the movement, how can he fall down?" If you don't dare to play, you're a coward. ”