No, let's get my phone back later. ”

"Shall we?" My brother grabbed the words in Liu Kuai's words and laughed: "You lost your phone, what's the matter with us?" ”

"Ouch, second brother, don't see outside at this time!" Liu Kuaiyu said quickly: "What's yours is mine, what's mine is yours, at this time, we must be of the same mind in order to completely defeat the butcher!" ”

"Really? Tell me, what are you going to do if you do run into a butcher? ”

"What else can I do, cut him!" On the phone, Liu Kuai's tone became intense: "I've always been cautious, it's impossible to lose my phone like this, it's really strange to think about it now, I must have used some way to get away from me." ”

As he spoke, Bai Youwei's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Lao Liu, I can record the 3,000 yuan you borrowed first, and I will pay it back when the time comes, and I am in a hurry to use it." ”

"Brother Liu, the problem now is money, but why does the butcher do this?" My brother analyzed: "With his ability, is it more than enough to deal with the two of us?" However, he has never come forward, he has been hiding in the shadows, and now he is deceiving us by pretending to be you, what is the purpose? And judging from this incident, he has obviously done enough research and knows about your relationship with us, and I think you had better be careful lately. ”

These words frightened Liu Kuaikou's face a little pale: "What do you mean?" Could it be that he'll come to me again?! ”

"He's in the dark, we're in the light, it's a passive state, what the situation will be, no one can say, so you should be most careful, try to stay with Lao Bai, don't act alone to avoid any problems."

As they spoke, I suddenly felt a little tightness in my chest, and I didn't know if it was because of the lack of oxygen caused by the burning of paper money in the car, or something else, and I couldn't breathe for a while.

I handed my phone to my brother, made it to the couch myself, and took a sip of water.

Shi Zhenzhen sat opposite, looking out of the window with cold eyes at the moment, without saying a word.

Liu Xin was looking down and swinging his phone, not knowing what he was posting.

I sat down, and from time to time I felt a chill pass through me, a very strange feeling, but very real.

"It's weird... If the windows are not open, where does the wind come from? "I was a little cold, so I looked at the windows and they were all closed, there shouldn't be any wind.

My body was getting colder and colder, and I started to feel that something was wrong.

My body began to weaken, it became more and more difficult to breathe, my legs trembled inexplicably, and soon, I realized something, and my heart beat violently

"That feeling ... Not again! ”

After stopping for more than ten seconds, my whole body began to feel extremely weak, and even a little faint in front of my eyes, which was even worse than the previous two times, this time the temperature of my body was dropping rapidly, as if I was going to die.

I hurriedly grabbed the hot water from the quilt and drank it, but because my arm couldn't exert its strength, the cup fell to the ground and rolled to Shi Zhenzhen's feet.

She noticed something strange and turned her head to look at me, and I looked up to meet hers, and my eyes were blurry, and my neck felt like someone was strangling.

"Water... Give me... "I lost feeling in my legs and fell to the ground in an instant, and she was startled and subconsciously stepped back to see my brother.

At the same time, I squinted, my body trembled uncontrollably, and I faintly saw the portrait of my mother hanging on the car, and seemed to be smiling.

He smiled very softly, as if he was talking to me.

There was an inexplicable gust of wind that blew the portrait off it and landed in front of me.

There was a buzzing sound in her ears, like Shi Zhenzhen's voice, she seemed to be calling my brother, her tone was not kind but she sounded a little anxious: "Hey! The one surnamed Tu, what's the matter with your brother? ”

"Poor!"

Soon, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps, although I couldn't see clearly, but I could tell in my mind that these were the footsteps of two people, it should be Liu Xin and my brother.

It felt like I was out of my body, my body was numb from head to toe, and I struggled to see the portrait of my mother in front of me, and she seemed to be really smiling.

"Mom..." I tried to make a sound in my mouth, my heart ached, the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, and I desperately reached out to touch the portrait, but my eyes became darker and darker, and I felt that I was about to lose it.

Just as my hand touched the painting, suddenly, a hand reached out from the painting and grabbed me, and then I heard a very familiar voice in my ear: "Poor." ”

At that moment, hearing this gentle voice, my tears flowed out inexplicably and uncontrollably, and my heart was not uncomfortable at all, but the tears kept flowing, flowing and flowing, and my eyes suddenly darkened, and I didn't know anything.

I didn't know if I was in a coma or dead, and I came to a strange place, surrounded by green wheat fields as far as the eye could see.

Not far in front of him, there was a lonely grave, and in front of the grave there was a half-squatting person, as if shoveling soil.

Too far away to see who this person is.

I tried to scream, but I couldn't make a sound.

I could only walk over, and the dew on the wheat seedlings stuck to my feet, which was very cold, and the touch was extremely real.

"Isn't it a dream?" I thought to myself, and I kept walking forward, trying to see who that person was.

It was not far away, but I walked for a long time to get behind him.

I wanted to ask who he was, but I couldn't make a sound when I opened my mouth.

But then I heard his voice, it was familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.

"You're coming to see me?" With his back to me and a shovel in his hand, he scooped up the dirt from the ground and covered it on the grave.

"Who are you?" I looked at his back, unable to make a sound, and was very anxious to know the answer: "Where am I?" ”

"Why don't you speak?" He still had his back to me and never looked back, and the dirt on the shovel was one after the other, and I could even smell the dirt.

"If you don't speak, you just don't say it, in fact, I know, can I still not understand you?" He said to himself, with a smile in his tone, and the listener was inexplicable.

"How is your brother?"

"My brother?" I wondered, "Who the hell are you?" It seems to know us well, and why your voice sounds so familiar, but I can't remember anything! Who are you? ”

"Your brother's temper is stubborn, after so many years, I'm afraid he hasn't let go yet, right?" He stopped abruptly, stuck his shovel in the dirt, and sighed with his back to me.

"I've been in this place by myself for many years, and sometimes I feel really lonely, and it's hard to find someone to talk to." He kicked the dirt beside the grave, and his tone seemed to be self-deprecating: "But, I don't regret it, I am content with the thought that you can all be well." ”

His words made me feel more and more confused, and I wondered who he really was.

I turned and walked to the other side, trying to get a better look at his face.

Strangely, when I turned to the other side, I saw only his back.

"Actually, you shouldn't come to this kind of place, you should live well."

"Poor, there is a saying you have to remember, no matter whether people are rich or poor in this life, they must fight for a breath, they are not afraid of poverty, they are not afraid of hardship, they are not afraid of hardship, they must stand between heaven and earth, their hearts must be as white as the moon, they do not do harmful things, they do not violate their own morality, they have the ability to take care of the people in the world, and if they are not capable, they will take care of the people around them, and they will not live for a long time, and let themselves all the time"

"Even if you are clothed all your life, you still care about the hearts of all people in the world."

His words made my heart stir, and I remembered something in a trance.

That was many, many years ago, was I about five years old, or was I seven years old? I can't remember the specific day, it should be summer, and the clearest thing is the place and the people.

I remember it was under the plane tree in front of the door, and my brother and I were sitting on the ground.

There was a man carrying a stool, sitting opposite us, he was shaking a banana fan in his hand, and when the cicadas were singing summer insects, he said this sentence to us: "Even if you are clothed all your life, you still tie the hearts of all people in the world." ”

I didn't really understand the true meaning of this sentence all along, but he told me and my brother to engrave this sentence in our minds anyway, saying that one day, you will understand.

This man is my father.