I drove the RV and drove endlessly, and the first stop was my hometown.

My mother and my brother went back together during the initial investigation, so we may have left some clues.

The car didn't drive fast, and it took two days to get home.

The appearance of the whole village has not changed much, and I am familiar with walking through the paths to my house.

At noon, it was time for dinner, and I saw Uncle Li coming out of his yard with a bowl in his neighborhood, eating with relish.

I walked over to say hello, but when he looked up and saw me, his eyes became very unfamiliar, and he ate noodles and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

I froze for a moment and forgot to answer.

The sentence "Uncle Li is good, I am a little poor" was also suffocated.

I almost forgot that I wasn't the same person anymore.

"Has anyone from this family ever been back?" I pointed to my home, pretending to be a distant relative, and asked, "I used to live here for a while, but then I walked for many years, and now I want to come back and see, why does it look like no one is there?" ”

"You said the old Tujia, alas, don't mention it." He held the bowl and sighed again and again, as if it was very uncomfortable to mention this matter: "All the people in their family are dead, and there is still a son Tu Poor, who has come back once before, but now people don't know where they have gone, this is already a deserted place." ”

I was worried for a while, but I still pretended not to know, and was surprised: "How can this be? ”

"The world is impermanent, for many years, their family has been full of strange things, let me tell you." As he spoke, he looked around cautiously, and said with a very vigilant look: "You don't know, the people in their family are walking and dying, and it is obviously a deserted house, but often in the middle of the night, I hear someone talking in the yard!" And it's very loud, too! ”

"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment: "Someone talking? Say what? ”

"I can't hear clearly, I can only hear someone talking."

"Started recently?"

"No, it's been years, I'll tell you... It must be that the dead soul of this old Tu family is still there, and he is reluctant to leave..."

I was so complicated by what he said that I didn't know how to answer.

"There's no one in this house either, so I advise you not to go in." Uncle Li continued to eat noodles and said, "There's no one inside, why are you going in?" In case something happens..."

I know what he means, Uncle Li has always been very nice, and I don't worry about him thinking anything else.

I said goodbye to him, and without saying a word, I followed the road to the back wall of the house, where my brother and I used to dig out of our house when we were children, and there were still two bricks in the grass that I used to use as a footing, and I still have them.

After fusing with the fat boy, I stepped on the bricks and climbed up with great effort, and slowly carried it down from the wall.

"I really miss the days when I was walking like a fly." I leaned against the wall and walked from the back to the courtyard.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, the grass was half a leg high, and as far as the eye could see, it was barren and everything was in tatters.

"It's terrible." I looked at the courtyard and felt a sense of desolation.

Pushing aside the grass, he walked into the door of the hall, took out the key and prepared to open it, and when he looked down, he saw that the door was locked.

The lock was rusty and hung on the side of the door, and I took a closer look at it, and there were obvious handprints on it.

"Has anyone been here, is it my brother and mother before?" With doubts in my heart, I put away the key, pushed open the door and walked in.

There was a musty smell in the room, it smelled a little pungent, and all the furnishings and objects were the same as before, except that there were a lot of cobwebs and dust.

I walked around the house a few times to see if there were any clues left by my brother and mother, and I knew the layout of the room very well, after all, I had lived here for many years, and I wouldn't hit the wall with my eyes closed.

I walked into the main house, which was my mother and father's house.

On the wall hangs a photo of the two of them when they were young, smiling happily, the photo is yellow, the corners are wrinkled, and there are many cobwebs.

I looked at the photo, I missed the old days very much, reached out and took the photo off, looked at it for a long time, and finally put it down, at this moment, suddenly touched the back of the photo frame as if there was something, a little awkward.

I curiously flipped over and was surprised to find that there was a small photo in the back of the album.

"What is this?" When I saw this photo, I was immediately puzzled, so I hurriedly took it off and turned it over to look at it, and saw that it was a man.

A strange man.

I don't know who it is, I've never seen it, tall and thin, with a vicissitudes of life, wearing a shabby black coat, sitting on a rock, looking at the camera with deep eyes.

From the expression of the photo, it is impossible to tell whether this person is sad or happy.

I don't know where the background is, it's very empty, a bit like a wilderness, very bleak.

"Who is this man?" I looked at his face, and I couldn't remember who this person was for a long time, and I shouldn't have seen him since I was a child.

"But why is this picture behind the photo of my mother and father?" I couldn't figure it out, this photo should have been some years old, the corners were yellowed, and the protective film had dried.

I thought about it for a long time and didn't have an answer, so I put away the photos first and prepared to go back to investigate.

Then I rummaged through the house for a long time, but found nothing, as if no one had ever been there, dirty and messy, dark and dark.

I searched for a long time, but I felt a little tired after finding no more, so I moved a chair and sat in the courtyard to rest, the sun was falling, making people feel warm.

I stretched out my hand and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but after thinking about it, I felt that it was better to forget it, and my current body, maybe smoking a cigarette might kill me.

When a man is about to die, his heart is scattered.

I don't know if the sudden disappearance of my brother and mother had something to do with me, but I don't want to know why I am like this.

I just want to get them back, even if I'm leaving this world soon.

After sitting in the yard for a while, basking in the sun, I felt a little sleepy and accidentally fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly I heard someone calling me, the voice was loud and small, hazy, not very real, but very clear.

"Who's calling me?"

I tried to open my eyes, but I felt like I was struggling, and it felt like someone was choking them.

It sounded a little old, but it was familiar, where should I have heard it, who was it?

I tried to think about it, and I listened to the voice getting closer and closer: "Little poor! Little poor! ”

"Who?" I tried to open my eyes and see clearly, but it was always dark in front of me, and suddenly, as if someone had tapped me on the shoulder, my whole body suddenly woke up!

Sitting up from the chair, the eyes were hazy, the whole person's head was buzzing, at this moment the sky was close to dusk, the distant fire clouds were filled, and the sky was swept over, quite spectacular.

I didn't regain my composure for a moment, and I looked down at my shoulder, and there seemed to be a handprint, and my clothes were wrinkled, obviously.

"Is there really anyone?" I couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams, staring at the clothes with folded shoulders in a daze, and in a trance, I remembered that voice in my head.

"That's like... Grandpa's voice? I looked at the yard and looked around blankly: "Grandpa... Is it still here? ”

In the sky of burning clouds, suddenly a huge dark cloud drifted in the distance, and a cool breeze swept in, mixed with rain.

I stood in the courtyard and it felt like a dream.

When I left the house, it was already raining heavily, and I drove into the rain in my RV and slowly left the village.

When I saw the man in the photo, I decided to start with him to investigate and find out who this person was.

"Who can I ask for help?" I was a little hesitant in my heart, not many people should know about my escape from the hospital, unless Guoguo told the story.

"You can't find someone too close to help, and you won't have to cause trouble again." I picked the candidate in my heart, thought back and forth a few times, and finally really made me think of a person, and I was overjoyed, so I hurriedly took out my mobile phone and called him.

Soon the phone was connected, and I heard the standard sales accent from the other side: "Hello, Li Daji grocery store, what do you need?" ”