The sun is shining and the flowers are blooming. A bluestone path shades the green lawn and winds into the distance.

At the beginning of the path, a man in his thirties, with a Chinese face and a medium build, walked slowly upward. The man did not enjoy the beautiful scenery around him, nor did he stop to look, but lowered his head and walked step by step with heavy steps.

On the section of the road where the man passed, birds frolicked in flocks and flowers bloomed, all beckoning to the man, hoping that the man would stop and notice them. But the man was clearly unaffected by this, and had been moving resolutely towards the heights.

"Rustling ......", the breeze blows, blows through the flowers, blows through the birds, and caresses the man's cheeks. The wind was soft, almost infelt, but obviously very comfortable.

The wind has changed, the wind has sounded, and it is no longer "rustling", but "woo-woo".

With the sound of "woo", the flowers flutter in the wind, and the birds fly back and forth in a panic.

"Huhuhu......"

"Whoosh ......"

The intensity of the wind gradually increased, and it was like a burst. Most of the flowers and plants have been overturned, the birds are chirping in panic, the stumps and leaves are all over the ground, and the scattered feathers are fluttering in the wind.

While the sound of the wind is increasing step by step, the blue sky and white clouds are gone, the sun is gone, and the whole sky is gray. The gray sky was still cooperating with the strong wind, and the black clouds were covered on it, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were already black and dark.

No matter before or after, left and right, no matter the sky or the earth, they have all changed, becoming hideous and terrifying. But the man with the national character face didn't seem to perceive it, and still followed the previous rhythm of marching towards the end of the path. In fact, on closer inspection, the man's eyebrows were tightened and his steps were heavier, but he tried his best to hide it and try not to show it.

Facial expressions can be concealed as much as possible, and external emotions can be restrained as much as possible, but the inner pain cannot be contained, but the pain becomes more and more painful because of the best efforts to suppress it. But the man is still trying his best to cover up and cover up, restraint and restraint, and suppression and suppression.

The black and oppressive sky suddenly appeared a bright color, the bright color became brighter and whiter, and gradually transformed into a pale human face. The lips of the human face moved, and a desolate voice sounded: "Xiaohe, Xiaohe." ”

The man, who had been seemingly indifferent just now, suddenly raised his head and looked at the place where the voice came from above his head. Seeing the pale face hanging high in the sky, the man's eyes blurred with tears in an instant, and his voice choked: "County Magistrate, why is your face so pale, it's terrible." ”

"Do you still recognize me, and you still recognize me?" The desolate voice continued, "You are surrounded by flowers, singing and dancing, I'm afraid you have long forgotten about me, a dead ghost, right?" ”

"No, no." The man hurriedly explained, "I always remember the county magistrate, and I dare not forget it at any time. There are no flowers and plants around me at all, warblers and swallows, all ......"

"Enough, isn't your equivalent of heaven compared to my lonely soul buried in the ground? Isn't it just the singing of birds and flowers? What do you remember me? You've been there for a year, do you know how many years I've been here? Any idea how I'm doing? I always hope that you can find out the true * face of the matter, but you have not done anything so far, and you have long left this matter behind, I don't think you have this plan at all. At this point, the desolate voice became sad, "You didn't get anything there, I just carried the reputation of 'drunken death' on my back, and I was squeezed by those things everywhere, and I was always under their eyes, is this still called life?" I saw through it, I couldn't point it at all, I was blind and I saw you wrong. ”

"No, no, the county magistrate, I've always remembered it, I don't dare to forget it, I want to ......" Speaking of this, the man with the national character face suddenly found that the pale face was gradually fading, and it was becoming unrecognizable, until nothing could be seen, until it was swallowed up by a black cloud. He shouted anxiously, "Magistrate Kuai, magistrate Kuai, you listen to me......"

……

"Wake up, wake up, brother." A voice rang in my ears.

Li Xiaohe opened his eyes and saw a tall man standing next to him, pushing himself.

Seeing the other party wake up, the "big tall man" said again: "Brother, did you have a nightmare?" The shouting was so loud that I was afraid that the whole carriage heard it. ”

Li Xiaohe smiled embarrassedly: "Big brother, I'm sorry for the noise, thank you for waking me up!" ”

"I didn't make any noise, but I was going to the station right away anyway." "Big Tall," he said, and sat down on the bunk opposite.

Wiping off the water droplets next to his eyes, he raised his hand to look at his watch, it was just past half past four, and it seemed that it was October 20th. Today is the anniversary of the county magistrate, and Li Xiaohe is here to pay tribute to the county magistrate.

Originally, I planned to arrive yesterday afternoon, and then I would visit Sister You first, and then we would go together today to pay tribute. But yesterday I had a one-day meeting in the county, and when the meeting ended, it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening, and the train ticket was changed to eleven o'clock in the evening. There happened to be a soft bed on the upper bunk, so he was able to lie down and rest, and he had such a dream. Although it was almost dawn, and although the lights were already on in the carriage, the scene in the dream was still deeply imprinted in my mind, the pale face was still clearly recognizable, and the desolation was ringing in my ears.

Li Xiaohe silently muttered in his heart: County Magistrate, don't worry, I haven't forgotten the cause of your death, I know that your death is unknown, and I know that there must be a hidden secret. Just ask you to be more understanding, to be patient, and when the conditions allow, I will definitely make sure to make a decision so that your soul can rest in peace.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the train is in front of Maochu Station, so please prepare in advance for those who get off the train. Maozhong is located in ......" announcer's voice sounded at the right time.

Sweeping away the thoughts in his head, Li Xiaohe came to the ground from the top bunk, gathered the things he had brought with him, and prepared to get out of the car.

More than ten minutes later, the train stopped at Maozhong City Railway Station. The door opened, the arriving passengers moved forward in order, Li Xiaohe picked up his things, and followed the people down the train.

The sky outside was not yet fully bright, and it was dark all around, adding a lot of weirdness to the dim light. Through the underground passage, coming to the ground, Li Xiaohe walked towards the exit of the station.

As soon as I turned the corner next to the waiting room, a voice came from the exit of the station: "Director Li, Brother Li, Brother Li." ”

After a moment's pause, Li Xiaohe found that at the iron gate at the entrance of the station, there was a person waving his arms constantly. Although I can't see it clearly, it is Chen Yujie who listens to the voice, and it can only be Chen Yujie.

Rushing to the door, Li Xiaohe and Chen Yujie converged together.

Li Xiaohe said when they met: "Yujie, why are you here?" I said that I would gather at Sister You's house. ”

"Brother Li, give it to me." Chen Yujie stretched out his hand to take the things in Li Xiaohe's hand, "I can't sleep anyway, so I came here directly." It's also very cold today, and it's not easy for you to take a taxi. ”

I didn't pay attention just now, but after the other party said it, Li Xiaohe couldn't help but shudder. It's really cold, and it doesn't seem to be warmer than in the prefecture.

As he spoke, he came to a car. Chen Yujie put down the things in his hand, took out the remote control and pressed it, and the trunk of the car opened.

"Section Chief Chen, I haven't seen you for a few days, I have a special car, or a car of more than 200,000 yuan, which is a good mix. When did you become Director Chen? Li Xiaohe said exaggeratedly and got into the car.

After putting the things away, Chen Yujie quickly sat in the driver's seat, and said while starting the car: "I'm just an errand boy now, what kind of section chief is I?" As for the director, I'm afraid I won't be able to take my turn in this life. This car is Secretary Pan's special car. Since Secretary Pan arrived at the Municipal Agricultural Bureau, he has been good to me in private, but he didn't show it on the surface. Two months ago, the secretary's full-time driver was transferred away and transferred to the unit where the former secretary went. So Secretary Pan asked me to drive for her, and she also hung up the title of deputy director of the office. ”

Li Xiaohe said "oh": "It seems that Secretary Pan is really good to you, and her authority as a secretary is not small." ”

"The old director arrived at the station at the end of this year, and his health was not very good, and he hadn't been to the unit for several months, so he entrusted many things to Secretary Pan. Last month, the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee went to the unit to conduct an organizational inspection of Secretary Pan, and she is also the only candidate for the director-designate, and she should be officially appointed soon. Chen Yujie said, driving onto the highway.

"By the way, although Secretary Pan is good to you, but if you want to drive to the cemetery, will she be taboo?" Li Xiaohe reminded.

"That's not a worry. When I got off work yesterday, Secretary Pan told me that she was going to go directly to the city government for a meeting today and would not let me pick her up. I also deliberately said that you don't have to go to work tomorrow morning, just drive to do personal business. ”

Li Xiaohe nodded, did not speak, with a trace of emotion in his heart, moved by Pan Min's attitude. When I was in the county, I didn't notice that Secretary Pan and County Magistrate Kuai moved around frequently, but the relationship between the two was not bad. I never thought that now that the county magistrate has passed away, and the favor is even weaker, Secretary Pan Min can show closeness in this situation, which is really rare. How is it not moving?

When the car came to the "Gardener's Garden" community, the sky was already bright.

Taking things from the car, Li Xiaohe and Chen Yujie went upstairs.

The moment the door opened, Li Xiaohe couldn't help but "flicker" in his heart, and his heart was sour. The last time we met, it was when I went to the city for a meeting half a year ago, and Sister You was very thin at that time, and now she has added the word "more", which feels like skinny. Kuai Jiaojiao behind her is also very thin, and her expression is also haggard.

shouted "Xiaohe", and Sister You and Kuai Jiaojiao took over the things in their hands.

……

They didn't stay at home, and after putting down their things, everyone went downstairs and drove to the cemetery.

When everyone arrived at the cemetery, there was already an old man standing in front of the tombstone, who was Kuai Chengren, the uncle of the county magistrate. It looks good, but his hair is all white, and his back is a little hunched. Li Xiaohe hurriedly stepped forward to say hello: "Old man, are you here too?" ”

"Look at Yulin. It's been a year since people left, and I still don't believe it in my heart. Kuai Chengren's voice was tired.

"Yulin." Sister You let out a sad cry, knelt down in front of the tombstone, and gently stroked the words "endless thoughts" on the stele, and tears fell down.

Suddenly, Sister You turned around and said seriously, "I heard Yulin speak." ”

"What did Yulin say?" Kuai Chengren picked up.

"Yulin said that he was not doing well, he was ......" Before the words were finished, Sister You couldn't cry.

"I heard that, too, that's what he said." Kuai Chengren let out a long sigh, "The soul of the dead can't rest in peace." ”

Listening to the answer between the two, the dream scene appeared in his mind again, and Li Xiaohe's mood was much heavier.