71, the mystery of the mystery

I asked Zhang Ziang, "What kind of secret is it that I don't even know myself, and it's called an unknown event." Want to - free - free - see - end - whole - version please Baidu search - product = book = net "

Zhang Ziang didn't argue with me on this issue, he said, "I originally thought that you would have some answers after meeting Bai Chong, but I think it seems that you only began to really fall into the real mystery after meeting him." ”

I heard Zhang Ziang say this, and I asked him, "Do you think so too?" ”

Zhang Ziang said: "You gave me such a feeling. ”

This night I had a nightmare, the nightmare is still the event in the depths of my memory, I seem to go back to my childhood, I ran to my mother's room in a trance, I saw him holding something to drink, I asked my mother "Mom, what is this?" ”

My mother's face was blurry, and I couldn't see her clearly, but I heard her say to me, "He Yang, get out of here, don't come back." ”

I don't know why my mother told me this, and then I saw her drink it, and soon she began to feel uncomfortable, I saw her struggling on the ground with her stomach in her hands, her mouth was full of foam, I didn't know what to do, I was completely scared to cry, and while I was crying, suddenly I felt as if something was behind me, and I looked back and saw a boy who looked exactly like myself standing by the door, looking at us coldly, as if he were looking at something inconsequential.

Almost at the same time, I woke up from this dream, I woke up suddenly, only to find that I was sweating all over, so I sat up, put my head on my hands, and had this dream again, I haven't had this dream for a long time, but I don't know why, recently I started dreaming about my dead mother again.

My mother committed suicide by taking poison, but I don't have much memory of this incident, I only seem to have this picture of her dying struggle in my mind, but as I get older, this memory is gradually blurring, and gradually becomes a kind of imagination like my own.

I don't even remember when I was when I was old, I just know that this was what happened to me before I was eight years old.

After that, my father lowered my brother and I to move out of my hometown, and I finished elementary school and middle school in a new place, but I never went back to this hometown, and my father would not even let us go to my mother's grave.

And when I was ten years old, my father found a new woman, which is why I rarely came home for so many years, because I didn't like this woman, she was not my mother.

I held my head in my hands, and the past came back to me, I picked up my phone and tried to dial a number, but I looked at the time again, it was three o'clock in the morning, so I held back.

I have very little contact with my family, except for my father, I don't have much contact with my eldest brother, and they basically don't take the initiative to contact me, only a simple greeting during the New Year's holidays.

That's when I remembered that I hadn't been home for the Chinese New Year since I was in college.

It was just when I was thinking about these things that suddenly Zhang Ziang's words ran into my mind, he said when he mentioned his middle school days - I have seen your father, and he will come to pick you up at the school gate every Friday.

I suddenly thought of this sentence, and I didn't know why I was inexplicably startled, as if it was implying something, what he wanted to say.

At this time, I completely recovered from the shadow of the dream, and began to wonder why Zhang Ziang said such a sentence in a good manner. At the time, because he mentioned my father, and I was the last person I wanted to mention, I didn't take his words, and he didn't continue, and now that I think about it, it seems that he was trying to say something.

I didn't continue to think about it, I got out of bed and went to the living room to drink water, in order not to alarm Zhang Ziang, I didn't turn on the light, but to my surprise, when I came to the living room, I saw a person sitting in the living room, but it was not Zhang Ziang.

I was startled at the sight of this person, and I asked, "Who are you?" ”

I looked at the location of the door, the door was closed, and I was secretly thinking in my heart, who this person was and when he came in, Zhang Ziang didn't seem to notice.

While I was still a little stunned, he spoke, "Your companion has gone out, and now it's just you and me." ”

I heard that Zhang Ziang was not there, but I didn't believe him, so I stood there and shouted, "Zhang Ziang!"

There was no response, and this person didn't stop my behavior, and he didn't even have any other reaction, just said coldly, "I'm Shi Bing." ”

I frowned when I heard his name, and I said, "Your voice doesn't sound like that." ”

"People's voices change," he said. ”

I heard him say this, and I asked him, "What are you doing sitting in my house in the middle of the night, and where has Zhang Ziang gone?" ”

Shi Bing said, "You've seen Bai Chong. ”

I wasn't sure why he asked that, so I didn't answer, and he asked me "What did he say to you?" ”

I felt a little doubtful, so I replied, "Why don't you go and ask him and come and ask me?" ”

Shi Bing said to me at this time, "If I told you that Bai Chong died seven years ago, would you believe it or not?" ”

I was stunned, "What did you say?" ”

Shi Bing said, "That's why I came to see you. ”