There are no eternal mysteries in the world, only sin and goodness waiting to be solved. www.biquge.info The dead will be resurrected in some form, in the human mind, or in the corner of the town.

If Yoon De-gi's sister and twin brother have passed away, they will surely leave a trail in the town and lead justice to return eventually. There are traces of birds, and I've always believed that.

The police didn't find any clues behind my house, and the crowd dispersed. But there was one person who didn't leave, she beckoned to me outside: "Brother Xiaoyu, you're back!" ”

I stared at her for a moment, her face and eyes so familiar, but I couldn't remember her name for a moment.

Searching for images of people I knew in the town in my memory, I finally remembered her name - Liu Yun, she was four or five years younger than me, and she was a well-behaved girl with an independent personality.

Her family originally opened a pig farm, and her mother accidentally chopped off two fingers when she used a machine to stir pigweed to feed the pigs, and she was reluctant to go to a big hospital, which delayed her time and failed to pick it up.

Her mother didn't want her to feel inferior in front of her classmates, so she kept her right hand in her pocket during the parent-teacher forum, for fear that her classmates would see her disabled hand and hurt Liu Yun's self-esteem. It was dog days, and her mother's hands were covered with sweat, and her clothes were wet.

Liu Yun stubbornly pulled her mother's hand out of her pocket and said, "No matter what, you are my mother, and I will always be proud to be your daughter." ”

Her mother looked at her sensible daughter and burst into tears.

I learned about this from her essays.

At that time, she had two upturned braids, and a pair of innocent watery eyes that could speak. There is an article in the textbook of primary school called "Teacher Mu's Eyes", which says that Teacher Mu's eyes are double eyelids, and the black eyes are round and big, and they can speak. At that time, I thought of Liu Yun's eyes most intuitively.

She trusted me and often came to my house to ask me to give her a lecture and read the essay she wrote as soon as possible.

I also like her and treat her as my own sister.

She didn't trust me for no reason, and there was such a thing in it.

That year, the sky was not beautiful, and there was a great drought for two months, no matter how people burned incense to worship the Buddha and worship the dragon king, the dragon king brothers were probably not happy to go alone, and they were reluctant to sneeze one.

The water of the Yihe River was half dried up, and the water level could not reach the canal to irrigate the farmland, and the adults were anxious to see the crops withering day by day.

In the end, it's useless to be anxious, just have fun. Adults and children alike happily go to the river to fish. There was a little girl who squatted by the river and watched with relish, watching us have a good time, she smiled very much, and finally took off her shoes and went to the river to play with the big children.

No one noticed her, but I did. She suddenly stepped into the air, was instantly swallowed by the water, and disappeared without a trace.

I thought to myself, something was wrong, this kid must have fallen into a ditch in the river. The Yihe River is full of ravines, and people who are not familiar with the terrain are jumping here, and they are washed away by the undercurrent in minutes.

I didn't think much of it, I rushed over and took my breath and dived into the water to feel my way, but I didn't touch anything.

I was a teenager at the time, and I was a little worse than Michael Phelps, and I almost fainted with muddy water pouring into my nose.

Looking around at the water, there are also twenty or thirty meters of people closest to me, and when they rush over, this little girl is more than lucky! At that time, I didn't know where I got the courage, but I held my breath again, plunged into the muddy puddle, kicked hard with my feet, sank to the bottom of the dark ditch, touched something in my hand, and tried my best to lift it up.

The little girl was pulled out of the ditch by me, choked on two mouthfuls of water, and was almost suffocated to death, it felt as if she was caught in her throat by pliers, dead or alive, unable to spit out and swallow, really had the illusion of seeing the king of Yama soon.

In order to prevent children from swimming in the river, the old man was alarmist when he heard that the water in the ink tray can drown people, but I really experienced the feeling of being flooded, not to mention that there was much more water in this puddle than in the ink tray.

Seeing the little girl with her eyes closed in my hands, I had no time to take care of myself, remembered what I had learned in class about saving drowning people, picked her up and rushed to the shore, and squeezed her chest with all my strength. While pressing, shouting that someone is drowning and helping, call the town hospital.

At that time, mobile phones were not widely available, and only a few households in the town had wired telephones installed in their homes, except for a few public telephones.

Seeing that the situation was not good, some people immediately rushed to the town hospital to find rescue.

My hand kept squeezing, afraid that the little girl would slip out of my hand, and shouted, "Little sister, wake up!" ”

Finally, she coughed and spat out a mouthful of muddy water, and everyone helped her up. She coughed incessantly and spat out a few more mouthfuls of muddy water. After she recovered a little, she looked at the people around her in horror with her big eyes open, and cried.

Everyone watched her cry and laughed with joy.

Lu Zehuan was very able to coax the child, picked a handful of wild flowers and tied a wreath for her, put it on her head and said, "The little princess can't cry." ”

She looked at me next to her with big teary eyes, and she really didn't cry anymore. Tears washed her little cheeks out of the two mud grooves, cute and ridiculous, and we couldn't help but laugh again.

The people from the hospital arrived, checked it, and said it was fine, just choked on water, and it would be good to go home and drink some water and rest.

I carried her home, and she was quiet on my back and didn't cry.

My mother bathed her and changed into my clothes, which looked long on her and wrapped her like an eggplant.

Children are simple and simple, and their eyes are all fairy tales, and even if the sky falls, it will not be the end of the world in their eyes. She didn't realize that she had just escaped from the ghost gate, experienced the transition from life to death, jumped around in bed, and called me "brother" and pestered me to play with her.

My mom went to her house and asked her mom to pick her up. Her mother thanked me again and again, crying that she didn't know how to repay. Later, during the New Year's holidays, her family slaughtered pigs, and would always bring a piece of high-quality back willow meat to my family, and Liu Yun also worshipped my mother as her godmother.

I haven't seen her for more than ten years, and I can vaguely recognize her appearance when she was young from between her eyebrows, and now she has grown into a beautiful big girl, her eyes are still watery, like a lake hidden in the mountains in autumn, and the two long braids she combed are no longer curled, and they hang naturally on her shoulders.

I am used to seeing the heavy makeup of the big city girl, and then I see the water spirit and simplicity of the mountain girl, and I have the freshness of eating fatty meat and getting tired of eating radish greens.

I beckoned her into the house, she was carrying a pocket in her hand, she was a little shy when she saw me, and said, "Brother Xiaoyu, I haven't seen you since you returned to town in your freshman year, my mother knew that you were back, and specially stewed your favorite pork ribs and pea soup, and said that you would go to my house for dinner when you were free." ”

I took her pocket, and it contained a steamer, with the lid on, and the smell of thick broth came to my nose.

I beckoned her to sit down and said, "Xiao Yunzi is getting more and more beautiful, in my memory you are still that big-eyed little girl, you love to be naughty, love to let me talk about the topic, haha." ”

"What's the matter, you have grown into a handsome guy, and the girls in the town are talking about you, saying that you have become a writer, and you are still a handsome writer." Liu Yun replied with a slightly shy expression.

"Do you still have pigs?"

"It's long gone, my parents have contracted dozens of acres of land, and now they are returning farmland to forests, planting lemons and big-leaved hemp bamboo, and the annual yield of lemons and bamboo shoots is very high, which is much more profitable than raising pigs."

"Life will get better and better."

"Of course, do you plan to stay in town all the time when you come back this time?"

"Maybe, in town for the time being."

"You're writing a novel?" She looked at my laptop and the books next to me and the messy notes I had scribbled.

"It's nonsense, but it's very uninspired when I encounter something."

"Xiao Wenwen's matter, all the people in the town are talking about this, they all say that you are unlucky, this villain buried Xiao Wenwen's shoes behind your house, it is really a lack of morality, and they all say that this person's ancestors are going to hell for the eighteenth generation!"

"What else did the townspeople say?"

Liu Yunliang's sparkling eyes rolled, and said: "Everyone is looking forward to catching the real murderer as soon as possible, people in small places are superstitious, and some people believe that it is a curse, and the mountain god is angry and wants to eat childhood virgins." Now the people in the town are panicking, and families with children dare not let their children out of their sight for a second. ”

At this time, the sound of a motorcycle horn came from downstairs in my house.

Liu Yun thought of something and said, "Brother Song is urging me, my parents are busy working in the field, I have to help them." ”

"Who is Brother Song?"

"Song Jingang, you don't have an impression, you should know each other."

Only then did I remember that the fat man Zhang Bing was beaten up by us and invited a thug to take revenge, but the thug was deformed by us. It's that Song King Kong.

I asked teasingly, "What are you doing...... In love? ”

"It's not what you think, I treat him as a brother." Liu Yun's cheeks were as crimson as half-ripe peaches.

"What is Song Jingang doing now?"

"The son inherits his father's business, kills pigs in the pig killing farm in the town, it turns out that when my family raised pigs, their father and son did not help less, and now Brother Song often comes to the field to help us work, he has great strength, and he rushes to do any heavy work, my parents often praise him, and I am very grateful to him." Liu Yun said, "I'll go down first, don't let him wait too long." ”

"I'll send you downstairs, and say hello to Song Jingang by the way."

"Okay," Liu Yun asked gently, "Do you have some writing inspiration when you see me?" ”

I smiled and nodded to her and said, "Thank you, Auntie, for the stewed pork rib soup, say hello to your parents on my behalf, and visit again another day when I have time." ”

When I came downstairs, I saw a strong man sitting on a motorcycle, and the Song Jingang in his memory belonged to the same tall and thin type as Yin Deji, but now he has grown into a mini version of Schwarzenegger, which is not scientific, and he wants to come here to be mutated by gamma rays.

"Long time no see!" I greeted him warmly.

As a result, the hot face was attached to the cold buttocks, Song Jingang said nothing with a bitter face, and nodded to me, he should still hold a grudge for F4 beating him 20 years ago.

Liu Yun sat on the back seat of the motorcycle, he slammed the accelerator and drove away, and the girl reluctantly turned back and waved to me.

At this time, she reminded me of Fu Wenxin in college, simple and cute, like a blank piece of paper, but only those who understand her can see what is written on the blank paper. Every pair of people who love each other is each other's wordless book, which is not written and can be read by each other.