Time joined the race, running at a high speed on the track. Time flies so quietly, as if it is tied up in a pile of wild grass and can't grow any tricks, and after being fed with weeds, little by little the green life is consumed. Finally, the incineration of the dirt remains.

The entire Changnan was covered by this burning color, and it was impossible to escape. All the greenery ended, and the flowers trembled; The autumn leaves no longer fall, and the forehead ...... Because it's over... As soon as the wind blows, the fallen leaves on the ground flutter and fly, and when the last migratory birds in the sky flutter overhead, the snakes and insects also stay in the soil holes.

Jiang Xiaomian came to Xiang's and talked to Xiang Dongyang about work, the two got off work together, they walked on the way home like this countless times, copied the path and snuggled together, and then went back to their respective homes when they walked to the divergent road.

Go back to your own house.

What a sad metaphor for this.

The way home was beside an ancient river, and there was only a lonely kapok tree on the bank, and more reeds were overgrown. Those reeds grew taller and taller quarter by quarter, and every time Jiang Xiaomian passed by, he seemed to be able to hear their crackling joints.

When the reeds bloom, the chirping kingfisher suddenly fluttered out of the reeds, pulled out the feathers of the reeds, danced in the long and monotonous time, and then fell and disappeared at the bottom of the river, bleaching the blue sky.

As long as Jiang Xiaomian leaned on the bridge railing and saw this scene, she would occasionally forget the existence of the kapok tree, and she often watched the reed flowers floating on the river, wet and precipitated. Because the reeds bloom for most of the year.

Today's road scene, the cold wind shook and drove the crowd home, the reeds were still flying, and the kingfishers were still very good at making noise, making them as happy as magpies announcing the good news.

There were no passers-by in front of them, and the last old couple crossed the bridge and turned into the fork in the road. When Jiang Xiaomian passed by, he took a special look at the backs of the old man. It's so beautiful, their hair is gray, but it's surprisingly not thin, and it looks as thick as a reed flower.

Today, sixty years later, Jiang Xiaomian thought to herself that she and Xiang Dongyang should also be supported to return home like this.

As soon as they had crossed the riverbank, the narrow path began to empty and stretched to the end of the road. When Jiang Xiaomian looked back and wanted to take another look at the group of kingfishers, they had already flown away in the setting sun. Leaving the gorgeous slanting sun at the end falling into the water, shining colorful waves, accumulating the sadness of time and reflecting the lonely and long street scene.

Jiang Xiaomian realized that it was the solar term at the beginning of winter. I wanted to open my mouth and guess with Xiang Dongyang, "Do you say that it will snow like last year", but before he could ask, he saw that his brows were tightly knit and he didn't speak much.

She asked, "What, are there any other things that are not going well at work?" ”

Xiang Dongyang nodded, then shook his head.

Jiang Xiaomian secretly turned on his face and asked again: "Is it wrong to laugh and be happy?"

He still nodded, hesitating to say but not wanting to say: "Come close."

…

The silent atmosphere paused for a few seconds, but he still spoke.

"The landlord I rented with Xiaohuan before, she died."

Jiang Xiaomian was speechless in surprise, the first time she was curious that she didn't know the landlord, and she didn't know why he was hiding something unspeakable.

Maybe it's because it's related to Li Xiaohuan, Xiang Dongyang didn't want to mention it to Jiang Xiaomian.

He continued: "It happened last month, and it was killed by gravity in Xiaohuan's rented apartment. The tragic scene of the murder was that the body was locked inside, and the door was locked to the outside. Because the door was locked on the outside, it was not very noticeable, and it was only discovered a week later. Since Xiaohuan entered the drug rehabilitation center, she has not returned to rent. The building was secluded and unmonitored, and this premeditated murder was handled cleanly, like a headless case, and the police couldn't find anything for the time being. ”

Jiang Xiaomian listened, sighed, and said, "Then what do you think?"

"I don't dare to think about it, maybe I think too much. Either because the landlord himself had an enemy killed, or the cause of death was a little related to Xiao Huan, and there was no reason to die in Xiao Huan's house. ”

Jiang Xiaomian listened to Xiang Dongyang's reasoning tone very calmly, and after he finished speaking, a layer of frost formed on his face, and his eyes were motionless.

Neither of them spoke again, the cold air seemed to solidify into the breath of death, and although they walked hand in hand, they touched the hard stone without temperature as if they were separated by a rock wall.

Half a month later, on Sunday, when Jiang Xiaomian came to see Li Xiaohuan in the drug rehabilitation center, he heard the doctor inside praise Huan'er's performance was much better than before. And every time Huan'er is in pain, she chews on a lollipop.

So when Jiang Xiaomian came over to see her, Huan'er was holding a big bucket of lollipops. When Huan'er saw Jiang Xiaomian coming, she raised her head and showed off with a smile, "This was given to me by my uncle", and then pulled Jiang Xiaomian to count with her, and there were a few lollipops left.

How many days can you eat these sticks? She could only count, and she forgot to multiply and divide, saying "there are sixty lollipops", and then pouring them all out and saying "eat two a day", so she threw out two and counted them to see how many times she could count. In the end, she accidentally counted and was confused, and Huan'er ran out of patience, and Nong Nong said that she didn't count.

Huan'er looked around and asked, "Sister, why didn't my uncle come to see me?"

"Hey, he bought you candy, so he can't come this time."

"Oh." Huan'er lowered her face and was unhappy, but she didn't lose it for long, and soon happily pulled Jiang Xiaomian and begged: "Sister, I want to go out to play, is there any fun place, uncle keeps saying to take me there, but he lies every time!"

"No, it's very cold outside, what should I do if I get sick with a cold!"

Huan'er still pestered Jiang Xiaomian and refused to let go: "I don't even know what the amusement park outside looks like, and I don't know what to ...... fun."

"Nope." Jiang Xiaomian sternly refused.

Huan'er was angry, and no one cared about it.

Jiang Xiaomian also felt that it was too cruel to lock people up like this, she thought about it and said to Huan'er: "Then I'll go to them to report and apply, and see if I can take you out to have a walk."

Huan'er nodded happily when she heard hope.

Originally, the institute did not agree with Huan'er to go out, but in view of Huan'er's abnormal thoughts, she also needs the outside world to help her recover for treatment. After Jiang Xiaomian got their permission, he drove Huan'er to the Children's Heart Orphanage.

Huan'er doesn't recognize the children in the orphanage, and they are also very friendly to Huan'er, because the children's temperament and sex toys are improvised, and they can play together quickly. For Huan'er, it's like returning to a friendly home. Jiang Xiaomian watched them play together, and instantly felt that her childlike innocence was still alive.

They taught Huan'er to play with the flower rope, and Huan'er couldn't remember it every time, so she smiled at Jiang Xiaomian stupidly, showing that she needed help.

Jiang Xiaomian laughed every time to help her out, and their flower ropes continued to be skillfully turned out of all kinds of nets, entangled, and turned over and over again.

Jiang Xiaomian looked at it, and didn't know why his mood was imprisoned, as if he was bound by those flower ropes, allowing them to form various frustrating shapes, and when he finally wanted to spread it out, it was already messily knotted.

"Daying, come and play!" Huan'er beckoned to Da Ying, Daying had just come in from outside, she was holding the freshly picked flowers to dry, and when she heard Huan'er calling her, she glanced at the other party with disdain.

Daying flipped the flowers on the leaky basket to the sun, deliberately ignoring Huan'er's words. Huan'er invited again, and Da Yingcai replied indifferently: "I want to make flower cakes for my younger brothers and sisters to eat, and I don't have time to play with you."

Huan'er saw that Daying ignored her, so she lowered her lips and pouted, as if someone had robbed her of her lollipop. Huan'er was coming to the orphanage for the first time, and she couldn't understand why Daying didn't like her.

Jiang Xiaomian saw it, so he went over to accompany Daying to pick up rose petals, and asked by the way: "Why do you talk to her in such a tone, she forgot everything."

Daying blew the dust on the flowers, "I just don't like it anyway, she thinks she's crazy, Brother Dongyang is her alone!" I'm not worth it for you. ”

Jiang Xiaomian didn't speak, but looked at the little girl carefully, after this year, she should be seventeen years old. Youth is really on, through the sun, Daying's skin is so white that she can clearly see the bloodshot texture of each skin, like the red rose petals she holds in her hand, and the base of the flower is white.

It's not like the kind of skin that you work hard in an orphanage every day, but it's just beautiful.

Daying's gestures of taking care of the orphanage were very caring, which reminded Jiang Xiaomian of Wu Yuanhao, if she could still see the eighteenth change of Daying's daughters, if she could still see these children grow up, if she was still alive......

After Jiang Xiaomian played with them for a while, she found that the sky was starting to darken, she looked at her watch, it was only five o'clock. Winter is really here again. She didn't like the feeling that the night was longer and the day was shortened a little bit, this feeling was very abrupt and sad, like a little bit of intimidation in the end of the world.

"Huan'er, let's go back."

Huan'er ran to Jiang Xiaomian's side and snuggled up after hearing this, and at that moment, Jiang Xiaomian felt that she had become a mother.

Not long after getting into the car, the vehicle crossed the remote road and entered the road, Jiang Xiaomian always felt that there was a car following behind, she thought about it in a blink of an eye, maybe it was a coincidence.

When Jiang Xiaomian drove the car to the gas station, she saw that the car was still moving forward in a flash, and nothing happened, so she really thought that she was thinking too much.

"Huan'er, the car is running out of gas, I'll refuel."

Huan'er didn't answer, her eyes looked out the window at the little girl who came out of the store with pop candy, turned her eyes and said, "Sister, I want to buy candy."

"Okay, you sit here, I'll buy it for you."

"No, I'm going to buy it myself." Huan'er opened the car door and ran in the direction of the store.

Before Jiang Xiaomian could say anything, Huan'er walked away late into the twilight, Jiang Xiaomian laughed at her that she couldn't wait, and also laughed at her for being such a girl, how good it would be to be so beautiful at the beginning.

After Jiang Xiaomian paid for the car gas, she went to look for Huan'er in the store, and as soon as she entered the door, Huan'er was nowhere to be seen in the four corners of the store, thinking that she was hiding from the cat, and after a few strange calls, she did not answer.

"Hello, the girl who came to buy candy just now, she has a silly accent and is wearing a pale yellow sweater."

The salesperson shook his head, "I've never met a customer like this." ”

"How so? I just saw her coming here? Jiang Xiaomian grabbed the person and asked, and everyone was a little speechless about Jiang Xiaomian.

"Huan'er, Huan'er......"

There was no sound of answering in the twilight, and now Jiang Xiaomian realized that something was wrong, and she hurriedly called Xiang Dongyang: "Xiaohuan is gone, we are at the gas station on Erxi Road."

Then, the surveillance didn't capture the last figure, Huan'er seemed to suddenly evaporate from the world, and the trail turned into foam on the sea, bursting, drowning, and disappearing.

For a long time, Xiang Dongyang had never lost his temper with Jiang Xiaomian until this incident happened. Then a coherent rebuke echoes in amplified tones.

"How can you get her out?"

"She's degenerated into a child's IQ, and you're still letting her go shopping for candy alone?"

"Tell me, how can people find it now!"

"If her bad situation happens, what a big deal it will be!"

"Why didn't you lose yourself?"

"Why didn't you lose yourself?"

……

Why didn't you lose yourself?!

How anxious must it be to say such a thing? And it was repeated twice, in exactly the same tone, like hail on the head, and the cold air of the Arctic in the night.

Xiang Dongyang must be crazy!

Right.

Crazy.

Jiang Xiaomian was frozen, and his lips began to have a purple-black color. She thought to herself, why could he say such a thing, is because if the lost person was me, would I have the IQ to come back to you without incident?

She squatted on the stone so sadly that she lowered her head at his scolding, and her tears kept falling on the stone. If it is smashed on a smooth place, it is fine, and the tears can be blurred in a round way. But the stone protruded with a sharp edge, and tears hit it, and it immediately shattered into pieces.

The cold light of the street lamp shone down, like a delicate blood pearl shattered. She felt that she must have been dazzled by tears, and saw her tears as the color of blood. But because of that sentence, my heart is really dripping blood!

She looked up and saw the streetlamp above her bleak and eerie glowing red.

Xiang Dongyang also realized that his words were serious, and hugged her to apologize: "Xiaomian, I'm sorry, I've been very irritable about a lot of things recently, and I was forced to speak in a hurry just now."

Jiang Xiaomian didn't speak, he snorted vigorously, his snot was about to pop, and he still didn't look at him. Hearing the ringtones coming out of the microphone, he said, "Hey, Yanghe, can you use your connections to help me find someone..."

The night moon was getting colder and colder, and layers of cold fog were falling on the ground, and Chi Yanghe drove very slowly, because he felt that there was frost on the road.

When Chi Yanghe arrived, he saw Jiang Xiaomian sitting there in a daze, unable to speak with a stiff face, and she didn't look at anyone with a straight face. And what is Xiang Dongyang talking to the police......

Chi Yanghe discussed it with the police, and thought that the person did not appear in the monitoring area, and the only direction was the direction of the ridge next to the highway.

It is inconvenient to find someone in the dark night, and the road conditions are not easy to walk, Xiang Dongyang helped Jiang Xiaomian up and comforted him: "It's late at night, it's not safe, don't go with us, go home first and wait for news."

Jiang Xiaomian didn't nod, he said again: "Obedient, I don't blame you."

I don't know how to understand the sentence "I don't blame you". But it was really a tear gas, and Jiang Xiaomian's eyes began to fill with tears again.

"Yanghe, you can help me send Xiaomian back first."

After Xiang Dongyang finished speaking, he raised the collar of his shirt, put on his shirt and hat, the flashlight flashed in the cold wind with his chaotic steps, and there were four or five policemen, who called Huan'er's name to find away.

Chi Yanghe saw Jiang Xiaomian shivering from the cold, so he took off his coat and draped it on her, and took out a square towel from his pocket and handed it over: "Wipe your tears, give me your car keys, and I'll send you back."

The road was so silent that there was only one car, Chi Yang and the speed of the car was already very slow, and the cold wind slapped on the car window like a pair of slap hands. Jiang Xiaomian's phone rang suddenly, it was Uncle Xian's phone.

Although the wind was howling, the voice on the other side was still clearly audible.

"Xiaomian, it's almost early in the morning, why haven't you come back yet?"

Before Jiang Xiaomian could answer, her mother leaned into the microphone and asked, "You ask my aunt to ask you, is Dongyang with you?" ”

"Well, I talked to him late today about work, Dong Yang slept with the company, and I'll be home right now."

Jiang Xiaomian's voice was weak and had no strength, Chi Yanghe didn't speak, and continued to drive quietly, waiting until Jiang Xiaomian hung up the phone Chi Yanghe dared to ask: "Why don't you tell the truth?"

"Because Aunt Xiang doesn't know Li Xiaohuan, I don't know Dongyang's five in the United States..." Because of what Xiang's mother didn't know, Chi Yanghe didn't know anything. It's really redundant to talk to Chi Yanghe about this.

So, she said in a different way, "Because they don't know, there is a girl who takes drugs because of Dongyang." ”

Well, so concise and to the point, Chi Yanghe can understand. He didn't ask anything more.

Jiang Xiaomian returned home, guarded the phone and didn't sleep all night, ticking and counting the second hand, waiting for the morning fog of early winter, and did not wait for the news of Dongyang.

He didn't send a message, and Xiaomian didn't dare to take the initiative to call and ask, for fear that he would scold the third sentence "Why didn't you lose yourself".

Thinking about it, she felt that her heart was soaked in the blood tank, and he scooped it up and twisted it like a cloth, and the blood that was wrung out was drip on the floor, like a withered kapok. When the petals are corrupted, they attract many nasty mosquitoes and flies.

The heart is also rotten.

Dongyang, you really don't know, I want to lose myself too!

I'm afraid that you won't come to me because you think I have the intelligence to go home safely, so I don't dare to lose myself.

But when you say that, I think you've thrown me away.

Can I think so?

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