The car drove to the neighborhood where Zhang Yao used to live, and now a new building has been built. The small shops along the street have disappeared, and even familiar people are rarely met anymore.

Continuing to drive, we came to another part of the city that was some years old.

In front of a six-story building in gray and white tones, the car pulled up, leaned on the steering wheel, and looked upstairs through the front windshield.

"Do you see that room with a green window frame on the fourth floor?"

Zhang Yao followed the direction of his finger and looked, and sure enough, there was a window like that, and there seemed to be some clothes hanging in it.

"That's it," he looked at the upstairs window from time to time, and then at the entrance of the alley, hoping that his parents would pass by here at this time, even if only for him to take a look.

Shake the seat flat and lie down comfortably in it. He knew that Zhang Yao would not want to leave for a while, and he was ready to stay in the car for a long time.

Night fell little by little, and there were still no parents, Zhang Yao was a little anxious. He didn't want to wait any longer, and glanced back at Pan Zhen, this guy didn't know when he had fallen asleep.

He straightened up, closed his eyes, and slowly pulled his soul away.

No one will find out about him, so even if he appears in front of his parents, there should be no problem.

He walked through the car door and walked all the way to the door of the room where the shock pointed him.

This door is no longer what it used to be, and there are no pairs on the white walls, except for some small advertisements, it doesn't feel like it's inhabited.

Zhang Yao entered the house through the door, and it was very simple. There is no frills on the walls, and the sofa and coffee table are still the same as before. He felt a hint of relief and sat down on the couch. Feel the familiar gently with your hands.

The layout of the room was very different from before, it seemed that there was no study, and he got up and came to a wooden door.

This should be my parents' room, and when I entered the door, there was only one bed in it, and two quilts were simply placed on it.

Go to the door of another room and twist the handle slightly.

The moment the door opened, he was suddenly stunned. Because the room is exactly the same as my own room.

A book, a cup, a toy box from childhood, everything is kept intact.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he pondered for a long time, what could he do to get them back on his feet?

He raised his hands and looked at it. I don't know if I can pick up things in this state now. He reached out to touch the pen on the table, and with a slight push, the pen moved forward a little.

It seems that his soul is indeed strong, and he can't touch anything when he just dies.

Flatten a piece of paper. Next paragraph:

Dear Mom and Dad,

The son is back. But I'm in some trouble right now, so I can't see you, but don't worry, I'm safe and healthy. I will write often, I hope you can live happily, this time I came in a hurry without gifts. Wait until your son has earned money, and then I will honor you.

Zhang Yao respectfully

After putting the things on the table in order, Zhang Yao's soul left the house. Back in the car, Pan Zhen hadn't even noticed it.

He glanced out the window, and there were just two figures entering the somewhat dimly lit alley, a slightly old posture that he was familiar with.

"Dad! Mother! ”

Zhang Yao's exclamation startled, and he reached out to gag his mouth: "Shh~ Quiet." ”

The two of them stuck to the glass and watched the elderly figure pass by the car, but fortunately it was night, and the car film was still very deep, otherwise they would have been discovered.

It wasn't until his parents left the field of vision and entered the corridor that Zhang Yao's gaze turned back.

Zhen looked at him and shook his head: "Now that people have seen and their hearts are gone, where are you going next?" ”

"What's next? I didn't think about it next, I'm afraid I can't stay in this city, it's all acquaintances. It wouldn't be good if you were bumped into on the road one day. ”

"It seems to make sense, then I'll send you Dongyang, he called me every once in a while to ask about your current situation, which made me very irritable, do you know?" Zhen started the car, turned around and left the community.

"Then why didn't he call me directly?" Zhang Yao was curious.

"He's not stupid, he will definitely annoy you by beating you, so he came to harass me, it's so late, I can't drive to Beijing, why don't you find a place to live first."

Hearing Zhen say this, Zhang Yao smirked.

"What are you laughing at?" I was puzzled.

"I remember when I first met you, if you say this, it won't be a good thing, either trick me into going to your house or trick me into making soup, oh~ yes, yes, take a picture of me, why do you say you live so many moths day by day?"

"No, what's the point of living for so long if you can't have fun." Pan Zhen drove the car back to the apartment next to the university, which had not been inhabited for a long time, but had been cleaned regularly by hired personnel.

Returning to the familiar place, Zhang Yao's heart felt very warm, and he seemed to have regained some of his former shadows.

Sitting comfortably on the sofa, with your feet on the coffee table, turning on the TV, I don't care what program is playing, just listening to the sound inside.

It's as if time has gone backwards, and everything is still the same, a few streets down the college campus, where the brothers are still playing in their dorms or chatting about games.

But he knew in his heart that he couldn't go back to the time that had passed, even if he was so capable, it was impossible to turn back time, people~ still have to move forward. Although I regret the past, I can't do anything about it, so I can only keep it in my heart and take it out occasionally to remember.

Pan Zhen changed into a nightgown and appeared in front of him, his hair was wet, Xu had just finished taking a shower, sat down next to Zhang Yao, and put his feet on the coffee table, leaning leisurely.

"What are you thinking about here?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I think of the brothers in college."

Zhen glanced at him and patted him on the shoulder: "Why don't I take you back to school tomorrow?" ”

Zhang Yao smiled helplessly: "No one is gone, what's the point of going back." ”

"That's it! Cheer up, why don't I take you to Lin Kun tomorrow, that person is still living in isolation, and I guess I will be very happy to see you. ”

Hearing Zhen say this, Zhang Yao came to his senses: "Is Uncle far away from here now?" ”

"It's not far, we just passed through there on our way to Beijing. I haven't seen this guy in years, so I don't know what he's getting mixed up with now. Zhen said as he took the remote control to adjust the station, and inadvertently broadcast the evening news, and the anchor inside was introducing a landslide incident.

From the perspective of aerial photography of the picture, the scene felt very familiar, Zhang Yao sat up straight and watched the TV.

It turned out that the disappearance of Lingshan was changed to a landslide caused by crustal vibration in the news, and since there were no casualties, it was only a few sentences away.

"Wow, there's no mountain left, it's as simple as that in the end." Zhang Yao looked at Pan Zhen on the side in surprise.

"So what else do you want? Is it really necessary to tell the world that a mountain suddenly evaporated overnight? It is very important to stabilize the people's minds, and there are some things that cannot be put on the table. However, "the tremor stopped abruptly in the middle of the words.

"But what?"

"This matter is definitely not so easy to pass, it can't be said on the face, it doesn't mean that no one cares, we will try our best to be careful in the future."

Zhang Yao nodded in agreement, he also felt guilty that he had caused trouble. (To be continued.) )