Outside the emergency room of the Jingyi Affiliated Medical Center, it was deserted.

The lighting on the ground floor of the new building was so bright that everyone's silhouette looked a little overexposed.

There were only four people outside the emergency room, one was a father, one was a mother, one was an old lady, and one was a class teacher.

Compared with the overwhelming news on the Internet and the self-media articles that were hurriedly written in order to gain popularity, there are more than 100,000 articles.

But here, in the corridor at the entrance to the emergency room of the Kyoichi Affiliated Medical Center, there were only four people.

Mu Chun slowed down, his mother couldn't cry anymore, and his father looked at the emergency room without blinking.

The child jumped from the balcony at two o'clock in the middle of the night.

It was two hours late to the scheduled time.

The old lady tilted her head, looking like she was already an old man with an unclear mind, but if it weren't for the old man's poor sleep at night, the family might not find out that their son Liu Xiaojun was not in their room until the morning.

For the first time, the desk was neatly stacked with the books to bring to school the next day and the test papers to be handed in to school.

Not a single suicide note, not a single cell phone message.

Liu Xiaojun pushed open the balcony door at two o'clock and walked to the balcony, and no one heard the whole process.

Father Liu Dajun was still snoring loudly, and his mother was upset because of poor sleep, took a little sleep aid, and just fell asleep an hour ago.

No one knows what Liu Xiaojun was thinking in his room between 12 o'clock and 2 o'clock?

Maybe he also played a favorite game and said goodbye to his favorite girl on QQ.

Maybe he wanted to go over to the refrigerator to get a can of Coke, because he was seriously overweight, Liu Dajun had long since stopped letting him and this sweetened carbonated drink.

There's nothing wrong with drinking a can and ending your life.

But no, Liu Xiaojun didn't do it, he was an obedient child.

He is a taciturn child, just like Wu Le, except that Wu Le works harder than Liu Xiaojun to become friends with the people around him.

The old lady is Liu Xiaojun's grandmother, and the old man can't sleep at night, so he sighs and turns over and over, and can't close the door, for fear that if something happens in the middle of the night, he won't wake up through the door.

It is precisely because people who can't sleep are always in good spirits in the middle of the night, and their eyes are like torches, that when the old lady hears movement on the balcony, she thinks that a thief has climbed up the outer wall.

It wasn't until a muffled sound reached the old lady's ears that the old lady thought that the thief had accidentally fallen off the balcony.

She turned over unhurriedly, stubbornly fumbled with her dark green twist sweater cardigan in the dark, elegantly draped the cardigan, stood on the ground, and when the dizziness passed, she leaned against the wall and groped for the crutches that had been placed in the same place for ten years.

Then she turned on the bedroom light, walked to the toilet on crutches, put down the crutches, and shivered and shivered and took off her pants, left and right, and back to the left.

The old lady didn't feel that she was old enough to rely on someone else's help to take care of her life. She's strong, clumsy, but trying to do the things she's been doing since she was four or five years old.

After going to the toilet, the old lady turned off the light in the toilet, turned on the light in the living room, and walked to the balcony.

A gust of wind blew through the living room, and the old lady clung to her crutches and remained standing.

Why is the wind from the south so strong tonight?

The old lady felt a little strange, in the second half of the night, she was always awake, although it was a three-bedroom apartment, but only 90 square meters large, the family of four, except for her own breathing she didn't care, other people's voices, at night, in the old lady's ears, clear.

Today's snoring of the army is a bit rough, I guess I am unhappy with who in the unit.

Dajun is good at everything but has a bad temper, like his dead father.

Xiaomei always has to turn over when she sleeps, because she doesn't sleep well, she always has to turn over more than 20 times in the first half of the night, and sometimes it really turns over and over.

After a little after a good night's sleep, I have to get up again at six o'clock in the morning.

In fact, she doesn't make breakfast, and no one says about her, but she is afraid that the things outside are not clean and the children will eat unhealthy.

Xiaojun sleeps like a big army, he snores, he snores because he is fat, sometimes Xiaojun's cry often appears after twelve o'clock, maybe he secretly plays games in the room and sleeps late.

The next day, Xiaomei asked what time she slept last night, and Xiaojun said eleven o'clock. The old lady giggled in her soy milk cup.

Never expose Sun Tzu's lies.

Who doesn't have some little secrets in the bed.

On the night of November 8, the old lady never heard the sound of her grandson's snoring, he thought that Sun Zai was still playing games, and he was also a little worried, mainly his eyes.

The door to the grandson's house is usually closed, but the house is too old for the thin walls to keep any secrets out in the silence of the night.

The old lady shuddered and closed the balcony door, passing by her grandson's room, only to find that there was nothing on the bed, not even the quilt.

The old lady has bad ears, but her vision at night is as sharp as that of an owl.

"Xiaojun, Xiaojun."

The old lady shouted in the room, because she rarely entered her grandson's room on weekdays, she couldn't touch the light switch for a while, her left hand held the door frame, and her right hand touched the wall, and after touching for a long time, she finally touched the switch, and the moment the light was on, the old lady closed her eyes tightly, and after slowly opening them, there was no one in the room as seen in the night vision.

There were only light blue pillows on the bed, and even the quilt disappeared out of thin air.

"What about people?"

The old lady was talking to herself, and she knew that things were not good, and tried to move.

"Xiaomei, Xiaomei."

The old lady pushed her daughter-in-law's shoulder, and the daughter-in-law slept deeply, and the first to wake up was Liu Dajun on the side.

"Eh, Mom? How are you here, this ...... What time is it? ”

"Xiaojun, where did Xiaojun go?"

"Where else can Xiaojun go, sleep in his room, eh, Mom, I beg you, go back to your room and sleep, what time is it, let me sleep again, okay?"

After speaking, Liu Dajun turned around and covered his head with a quilt, and snored again half a second later.

The old lady could only turn around and think that she had probably seen it wrong, so let's look for it again, and tremblingly moved to the toilet and moved to Xiaojun's room.

"No, where did you go? Did you sneak out in the middle of the night? ”

The old lady thought.

I've never snuck out in the middle of the night before.

The old lady was not very good in her mind, but then she suddenly remembered the voice of the thief on the balcony just now.

So he stumbled to the balcony, and with great difficulty opened the balcony door that had just been locked.

There was nothing on the balcony except flowers and plants in the dark.

"Xiaojun? Xiaojun? ”

The old lady suddenly cried out in despair, and her center of gravity was unstable, and she fell to the balcony.