In the dark night, in the room where you can't see your fingers, a faint moonlight reflects on the thick curtains, and there is silence all around, except for the occasional taxi that rushes downstairs, bringing a gust of wind, and disappearing into the sleeping air. Xu Ziming lifted the quilt on his body, was shirtless, wore a small trousers, jumped out of bed, put on his slippers, opened the door and walked downstairs to the street.

The neon flickering on the street, there are not many pedestrians, there are figures in several nightclubs shaking, the crescent moon hangs obliquely in the sky, glowing with a dazzling yellow halo, Xu Ziming walked straight to the grove at the corner of the street, although it was pitch black, the branches swayed and the wind blew a burst of noise, a few awakened birds were flying suddenly, maybe they found a high black shadow walking towards them step by step, and they were afraid in a hazy way. Bumping into each other, there was a noisy chatter. The turmoil here did not disturb Xu Ziming at all, he still advanced towards the grove with his eyes straight away, without the slightest fear of darkness. Like an adventurer, exploring the secrets of the night in the dark of the night, he continued to walk inside, the light behind him became smaller and smaller until it disappeared, leaving him with only a forest with no end in sight and a little stars and moonlight through the gaps in the leaves, he mechanically circled around the small tree, his eyes were as calm as water, and there was no expression on his face, only the rhythmic clicking sound of slippers as he walked.

I don't know how long it took, Xu Ziming finished his task and was about to return the same way, his eyes were still blank and straight, and the qiē around him seemed to have nothing to do with him and didn't seem to exist at all, and the slippers changed the direction of progress. Suddenly, he felt as if his head had been hit hard, and a shining thing fell with him, reflecting a beautiful light around him, and then disappeared.

Oh!

It hurts!

His head was knocked unconscious and it hurt very much, his body fell heavily on the dirt road in the forest, he endured the severe pain and got up, and found that he was light and fluttering, as if floating in the air, he twisted his neck several times, touched his head that had been hit by a heavy object, and was stupid for a moment.

Oh, my God!

What's going on?

Is it so hard that I'm dead?

Xu Ziming saw that he was lying on the dirt road, motionless, blood oozing from the corners of his forehead, his eyes were closed tightly, there was no blood on his face, and he was only wearing a small trouser on his body, one slipper was put on his foot, and the other was thrown aside. The smooth body was stained with mud, and there was still a deathly silence around him.

"Hey! Wake up, what's wrong with me? Is it really dead? Who attacked me, who harmed me? He stared wide-eyed at the dark grove, with no one but the sound of the wind and the small snoring of birds as they slept, and the sound of cars running on the road outside the woods. He didn't believe that what he saw in front of him was real, and he couldn't help but believe that it wasn't true, so he crawled on his knees and crawled towards himself lying on the ground. But no matter how much he shouted or screamed, he was still motionless on the ground, he was completely desperate, slapping his face and body, shaking the bleeding head, to no avail. He wept bitterly, a stream of hot tears running down his cheeks, and he raised his head to look at the vast starry sky and the beautiful moon.

"Woo~ Xu Ziming, you dog thing quickly stand up for me, you are still a yellow flower, a beautiful flower has not bloomed yet, you can't just disappear into the world." He screamed desperately, but there was no sound around him, the guy lying on the ground seemed to be asleep, not awakened by his own shouting and shaking at all, his hands were constantly pulling, but he did not have a trace of change in position on the ground, it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength, and it still did not play any role.

"Regret, really regret, I haven't had a girlfriend in 23, I haven't had a vigorous love, I haven't even touched a girl's hand, I haven't kissed or kissed the beautiful girl I have loved for a long time, I have a salary of about 2000 a month, and a small clerk has not had the courage to show his heart to the girl he likes. Is it a qiē that ends silently? I don't do it! I don't promise. Xu Ziming had an irritable noise in his ears, and after a cold wind, he opened his eyes and found that he was standing at the door of his house, with a terrible headache, and he touched it, and there was something sticky on his hand.

"Oh, I was in place, but I ran outside, and I was hit by something, and I bled a lot. How could I see myself for myself, so dark night, I couldn't see my fingers, and I didn't have a mirror, could it be that my soul was out of my body? Or what's going on? How could I run outside alone without realizing it, is it sleepwalking? Xu Ziming broke out in a cold sweat on his head again.

I don't know when the wind blew outside the window, the wind blew the curtains bulging and bulging, Xu Ziming turned over and got out of bed, walked to the window, opened the curtains and found that there was a big gap in the window that was not closed tightly, he looked at the sky in front of him by the moonlight, in front of him was the dense grove, he had just come back from there, only a blurry black, the sky was still quiet as usual, when he was about to close the curtains, a beautiful shining little bright spot fell in the direction of the grove, he stared intently, He knew that this little glowing point might be the "shooting star" that the newspapers often mentioned. After he stood for more than an hour, he saw a second small glowing spot, he was sure that what he saw was a meteor, and it was possible that he was hit by an unknown object in the grove that it was a meteor, and it was impossible for someone to throw stones at such a late hour, not to mention that the grove was so far away from the residential area, and ordinary people could not throw it so far no matter how strong they were.

"Oh, obediently, today is really fateful, a small 'meteor' falling from such a high universe didn't kill me, it's really open to the sky, and I must have accumulated a lot of merit in my previous life. You must know that the force of a small object falling from the sky to the ground is hundreds of times or more than its own mass-" Xu Ziming closed the curtains, turned off the lights, went to bed, and tied one hand to the head of the bed with a thin hair rope, he wanted to see if he would leave the room when he was asleep.

Xu Ziming was woken up by the alarm clock at the head of the bed for a long time, he raised his hand and wanted to sit up, but his right hand was grabbed by something, so that he did not get up but was pulled back, lying on the bed again, and at the same time felt that his right hand was a little sore, and then he noticed that his right hand was tied to the head of the bed by a fine hair rope.

"Damn! Who tied my right hand to the bed? He untied the string in his right hand, rubbed his numb wrist, and pressed the still-noisy alarm clock, recalling.

Tianjin slept soundly all night, and opened his eyes to the sound of people's mutual greetings. "Akiko, have you eaten?" The second brother of the neighbor pinched a set of pancakes and fruits in his hand and greeted Xu Ziming warmly.

"No, I don't. After a bumpy bite from my mother, I went to work. Second brother, are you hungry when you eat this every day? Or make it yourself and eat comfortably. Come on, I'm still in a hurry, so I won't talk to you in vain. Xu Ziming smiled and walked into the door of another building.

"Oh, I still have my mother by my side, and I can eat ready-made. Akiko, I'll talk about it when I have time. ”

went up to the third floor, Xu Ziming opened the door with a key, and the smell of vegetables pierced his nostrils. "Mom, are you going to eat this morning?" He took off his shoes and looked towards the restaurant.

"Rice, boiled fish, wash your hands and face quickly." Mother He Fangzhi was busy in the kitchen with an apron. "Mingzi, what time is it, is your dad up?"

"A quarter past six." Xu Ziming ran to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, and the tooth jar in his hand was knocked by him. After wiping his face, he gently pushed open the door of his parents' bedroom, stuck his head in and said with a smile: "Dad, you haven't gotten up yet, the sun is drying your buttocks." ”

"Stinky boy, it's getting worse and worse, and you dare to talk to your dad Hu Ertian, I'm getting up early, just waiting for your mother to scream, and then I'll eat." Xu Mingli put down the newspaper in his hand and walked out of the room.

Xu Ziming picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth, "Mom, why are you in a hurry, didn't your son just work?" I don't know many little girls, and I don't have a chance to start, so I will definitely marry a beautiful daughter-in-law for you in a few years. You still enjoy light blessings now, if you really want to marry a daughter-in-law and come back, if the girl is reasonable, it is easy to say, if you don't do it like an aunt and grandmother, wouldn't you be more heartwarming, Dad, are you right? A pair of slightly red eyes looked at Xu Mingli.

Xu Mingli took a sip of rice soup, "That's not necessarily, when you get married, you will go out and live alone, we won't get mixed up with you, just come back on Saturday and Sunday to see our old couple." Wife, you said, why did we buy a building when we were also two or five eyes? There are only two doors in the middle, which are too close, if you boil a fish, they can smell it when the wind is stronger, no wonder Mingzi said this. ”

Xu Ziming is accustomed to his parents' bickering every day like breakfast, just like a small pickle with a unique flavor in his every meal, although he feels that his mother is a little nagging, but he is still listening with a smile, his eyes are squinting and his father is immersed in eating, thinking: "Mom, you can't stop chatting about eating, don't be tired, rest for a while." His eyes fell on his mother's eyes, smiling as he chewed the food in his mouth.

Mother He Fangzhi's mouth was open and she didn't speak, her eyes were looking at her wife and smiling son, and she still didn't speak after a long time.

Xu Ziming was stunned and thought: "No, I asked my mother not to say that she really won't speak, this is too incredible." Try again, Mom, you criticize Daddy. He landed his gaze on his mother's eyes again.

He Fangzhi's mouth began to fly up and down again, "Lao Xu, it's not me who said you, you never care about anything else except eating, Mingzi is so old, you don't ask someone to find him a girlfriend, it's really hard to find a girlfriend when he's old, now there are more boys in China than girls, no matter how ugly the little girl is, there's no kid left, the kid is not like that, how many good guys are okay, but you can't find a suitable object, your son's conditions are not superior, the family environment is okay, the work is average, don't start early, It's really choking. ”