"And now you're going to go alone to an address from the enemy, which I don't know is true. I have to say that your courage is really admirable. ”

"What's your business?" Yang Wenbin said angrily.

"What do you think that address is?" The drunk man didn't listen to Yang Wenbin at all, but blindly came over, "Huh? Let's talk about it, anyway, it's more than an hour before I arrive at the station, how boring it is not to talk. ”

"......" Yang Wenbin really didn't have a problem with this guy who came out of thin air, "I don't know." ”

"Where do you expect it to be?"

"Where can you tell me the truth?" Yang Wenbin said.

"Do you think you don't know enough of the truth right now?" The drunk asked.

"I know, but ...... I always felt like I didn't get a complete explanation. Yang Wenbin closed his eyes, "It didn't come out of the clown or Yan Junli's mouth, but from their ......"

"They're all dead, what do you expect them to give you?"

Yang Wenbin shook his head, "They probably expected the current situation a long time ago, I don't believe they have taken any measures at all." Quite possibly...... The address Xia Baiyan gave me is what I have been looking for. ”

- The Final Truth.

The train was moving forward at a rapid pace, and after finally going around a curve, it slowed down and entered the platform. Yang Wenbin walked out of the station with the other passengers who got off the train, and the annoying drunk man was still following him.

"City A is such a beautiful city, don't you think?" The drunk looked up at the sky, looking very pleasant.

"I don't think so." Yang Wenbin put his backpack on his back and said indifferently.

"Come on, don't say anything against your will." The drunk man walked around from behind him, "Didn't it remind you of when your parents took you for a walk and play in the street when you were a child?" ”

"I don't even remember." Yang Wenbin quickened his pace, wanting to shake off the drunk.

"Really?" But the drunkard took three more steps and two steps after him, "But I don't look like it." Do you really not remember all of them? Or do you just keep rejecting the good old days? ”

Yang Wenbin kept a straight face and walked quickly.

The drunk man was still babbling after him, "What's wrong? Do you choose to run away from the truth if it is not as you want? If you want me to say, this is not like you, or is it possible that you are a coward and a coward? ”

Yang Wenbin couldn't bear to turn his head, and this time he almost made the drunkard's head hit him.

"I haven't forgotten, but I'm not running away. Because the truth is, when I was a kid my parents never took me for a walk on the street! I haven't even seen much of what it's like outside my home! Are you satisfied now? ”

The drunk smacked his tongue and had to stop talking.

According to the address on the note given by Xia Baiyan, Yang Wenbin came to the stop sign and waited for the bus. The bus stops in front of the stop sign, the people waiting for the bus get on the bus one after another, and the people who get off the bus leave one after another. Yang Wenbin held the pull ring on the car, indifferently looked at the slow scenery outside the window, and was squeezed around by the passengers in the car. No one knows where Yang Wenbin came from or where he is going, let alone what happened to him and what he intends to accomplish.

The bus slowly came to an inconspicuous small stop, and Yang Wenbin almost missed the bus because he forgot to ring the bell. It's a small station that doesn't even have a stop sign, and I didn't see anyone waiting for the train after I got down. However, judging from the surrounding scenery, it is also normal, this generation seems to have been abandoned for a long time, like the kind of sudden barren area that every bustling city has, there are no pedestrians and no buildings, but the weeds grow as high as a man's waist.

"You must have some memories by now, right?" The drunk suddenly reappeared beside him.

"Shut your mouth." Yang Wenbin said, stretched out his hand to pick up the tall weeds, and walked inside with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Today's sun is very good, and a few drifting clouds occasionally float in the sky, covering the sun for a while, and then quickly drifting away. From a distance, Yang Wenbin could see an abandoned building in front of him, with a large size, like an old-fashioned old bungalow, with a few birds landing on the roof of the building, lazily combing their feathers, not minding Yang Wenbin's approach.

There are always a few such places in every city, and no one knows why they are there or where they come from. They are like miniature ruins, sitting on the edge of the hustle and bustle of life for many years, and are occasionally used as a secret base for play by the children around them, but when they grow up, they will no longer continue to explore whether there are "secrets" hidden here.

It is like a silent patron saint, like a flawless pretender, gradually blending into the lives of the people around it.

Yang Wenbin finally walked to the front door of the bungalow with great difficulty, and had to stop to take a breath, this section of the road was really not easy for him to walk. Then he looked up and looked at the old bungalow in its entirety, breathing a sigh of relief.

It's just that Yang Wenbin will not forget this place. He reached out and touched the wall tiles outside the bungalow, and the smell of old-fashioned stucco paint remained on his hands. Although his memory is not good enough to remember where his home was when he was a child, the bungalow is very familiar to him. From the smell of white stucco paint to the shabby, crooked furniture in the bungalow, it is all so familiar.

The place that Xia Baiyan brought him to was indeed the place where he lived when he was a child.

"How long has it been since you last left here?" The drunk asked.

Yang Wenbin blurted out without much thought, "It's been 21 years." ”

Later, he was amazed at the length of the number. 21 years, how many 21 years are there in your life? If it weren't for the fact that this house was really standing in front of him, Yang Wenbin would really almost suspect that his memory was false.

"Ha, 21 years!" It's a pity that the drunk man was not moved by this answer in the slightest, "After 21 years, this house is really well preserved." Isn't there a foreman to shovel it? ”

That's right. Yang Wenbin began to throw his backpack aside and walked into the bungalow to look at it carefully.

"If it were such an ordinary building, let alone 20 years, it would have been demolished long ago after two years of inactivity." Yang Wenbin said as he walked, "The reason why this bungalow has not been demolished must be because it is necessary to exist, otherwise, Xia Baiyan would not have guided me to this place at all." ”

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