"She's not the murderer, I am." Still didn't look back, and said the words we didn't expect. He had an alibi, but he also had his own set of arguments, saying that he had been taking drugs for his father for a long time, and that the accumulation of toxins led to his violent death.

Xun'an was taken away, leaving my mother and I slumped on the ground. It happened so suddenly, and we didn't have time to sort out all the experiences in exchange for an unbearable result.

I know that this is Xun'an protecting my mother and protecting us. He will leave the place that does not belong to him unharmed. I tried to run to that place and change him out, but I couldn't move, just sat there until the evening, and finally became so numb that I couldn't get up. I didn't even realize that my mother got up, left, and went out the door. I didn't notice that the eldest brother ran down and turned on the TV to build blocks. He yelled in my ear for me to play with him, but I didn't hear it. I remember opening my eyes and seeing nothing.

Until my mother said to me, "Annan, don't worry, I will definitely let Xun An come out unscathed!" She lifted me up, led me to my room, told me to rest, and covered me with a quilt.

I changed places, but I still miss him. For the first time, I kept thinking that I didn't have him by my side. I thought that I had never left him since I was a child, and I never thought that one day I would leave him. Thinking about it, it was only him all night.

After several days, there was still no movement to find peace. They have no evidence, and from the side of Xun An, they can't sentence Xun An, and we can all testify against him. But the fact that the public security bureau has not released people reminds me of the cruel picture of the police being sentenced to death in the storyline in order to extract a confession, and I was so worried that I couldn't sleep all night, and ran to the room in the middle of the night to wait for him to come back.

Xun'an's room was very silent, and it didn't seem popular because of my presence. I stayed all night and fell asleep without knowing it. When I woke up the next day, I found myself lying on the table, lying on the floor, sleeping on the bed. I pretended to be nothing, and went back to my room and came out again. The mother did not know that her daughter had become half schizophrenic. She would go out once a day at a regular time, and when she came back, she went straight to her room.

When my eldest brother and I were the only ones left in the house, we were like two identical children. I numbly played with my eldest brother, didn't think about anything, and pretended that nothing had happened. Our play was fruitful, and the big brother model was already a third of the way out. But at night, the ghost locked up in me escaped again. I'm going to fight it, when the world is silent.

This kind of day lasted for almost half a month, and my mother came back one day and told me that Xun'an was coming back. When I heard the news, I felt my heart beat a few beats faster.

My mother didn't go out that day, and we waited together to find peace and come back. The days of winter are gradually warming up, and the bright sun can hang in the sky for a long time. This sign of light made me feel comfortable, and even the blood in my body began to boil. We waited from morning to evening, transitioning from one coldness to another, the meals on the table changed and changed, and we wanted the room to be a warm gesture to welcome Xun'an. Mother even prepared grapefruit leaf water and put it at the door, she really became more and more superstitious.

At eight o'clock in the evening, I heard movement outside. As I ran out of the door, I accidentally kicked over the basin of water that had already soaked green. The mother was still a novice on the road of superstition and forgot that she should change the pot. Kicked over just right, let her prepare a pot again.

Xun'an came back, and he was sent back by Liran. I rushed up and hugged him, and the inertia was so great that I almost knocked Xun An down. I asked Liran to eat at home before leaving, and by the way I wanted to ask him some questions.

In the end, Xun'an still couldn't wash the water that could remove bad luck, but her mother said that she also prepared bath water. Xun An couldn't cry or laugh, he came out of prison and looked even more lively than before, with a smile on his face all the time, obviously no one was teasing him. I kept putting vegetables in Xun'an's bowl and asked him if the food in prison was as unpalatable as pig food. Xun An smiled, he is not a pig, and he doesn't know what pig food tastes like. We laughed as we listened.

Li Ran was very restrained at the dinner table, and kept pulling the rice in the bowl in front of him, and the dishes were only sandwiched to the bowl of vegetarian dishes closest to him. But I didn't bother to greet him, just told him not to be polite.

I asked him if he had been bullied in prison. Xun An laughed again, saying that I must have watched too many boring TV series. Liran also said that no one was bullying, so I was relieved.

The eldest brother also joined in the fun, chewing a piece of meat in his mouth and said vaguely, "Nannan has been watching cartoons with me, and cartoons are not boring TV." It made us laugh.

After eating, his mother immediately asked Xun'an to take a bath. When I got into the car, I asked Xun An again if he had been forced to confess.

Liran plugged in the key, and when he lit the oil, he said "really not". I said goodbye to him and watched him get on the road before entering the house. We haven't seen each other for ten years, and we've all become different. There is not even a greeting when we meet again, except that you can call out each other's names directly, which feels more like facing a stranger.

I didn't feel sorry for him, even though he was the first boy I fell in love with.

Xun'an's bath lasted almost an hour under the pressure of his mother. I think he only went to prison for a few days, and he didn't go to the street to beg for half a month, so he didn't get out of the mud. But Xun'an came out and told me that he really rubbed out a few "leg stretching and staring pills". The poor eldest brother thought it was some kind of delicious food, and shouted for it.

I asked Xun An to go back to his room to rest first, and I will come to him later. He honestly went upstairs.

Washing up is really a hassle, especially when you are in a hurry, and you will start to doubt the meaning of doing these cleanings. I was eager to know how Xun'an had come through these days, and in fact I was full of curiosity about prison in addition to being concerned.

I went upstairs in a hurry, and entered his room without knocking on the door. He was not surprised, lying on the bed reading a book, and he looked not at all like a prisoner who had just been released.

I kicked my shoes off and jumped up. Xun An closed the book and put it aside, he covered me with a quilt, let me ask directly if I had anything, he knew that I was just a witty performance.

When I asked him why he did this, he already knew the answer. This kind of opening is to give birth to a sense of ritual of dialogue with each other, like "I'm going to start talking".

I asked again if the prison looked the same as in the play. Xun An asked rhetorically, "What does the prison in the play look like?" ”

"Several people are crammed into one room, and there is only a bed in a few square meters of space."

Xun An shook his head, the current conditions keep up with the level of development of the times, and so is squatting in prison. The prisoners have their own space, and there can be tables in it, which is a great creative space.

"Alone? Isn't it boring? ”

"Otherwise, you think I'm living in it?"

Come to think of it, the purpose of being locked up in a cage is not to make people face loneliness. Xun'an is not afraid of loneliness, I am afraid. Xun An is also accompanied by dance, and he may have practiced a new dance step in it. I couldn't help but laugh when I imagined the dynamic panorama of him in the room.

Xun An held my head and told me not to think too much.

I broke off Xun'an's hand, and I felt two handfuls of bones in my hand, which made my heart ache, "Staying in there, can't you eat enough?" ”

"Otherwise, you think I'm going to the food fair?"

I looked at my hands several times, and they were still plump. I thought that I didn't think about the tea and the food for so many days, and it seemed that I was gobbling it up to kill my sorrows.

I arched over Xun'an's body and lifted his clothes to see if there were any bruises and scars.

Xun An did not refuse, but raised his two arms, allowing his upper body to be exposed to his shoulders.

Everything is normal, this kid's skin is even more delicate than mine, white and glowing, and there is not a single pimple in sight.

I was a little disappointed that I had been making the wrong conjecture all along, and that the assumption that a light and brittle act would be overturned by the act of flirting with clothes.

I wanted to find peace just to go to someone's house without me. Nothing has changed except without me.

All of a sudden, I lifted the quilt vigorously and got out of bed to find my slippers.

I dug under the bed for a long time and pulled out a few dolls of tissues. I don't know what night it was the remnants of grief left over from which night, I threw them in the trash.

I said I was tired and was ready to go back to my room to sleep. In fact, I'm really tired, as soon as Xun'an comes back, the activity in my brain is frozen, and people who are unconscious just want to close their eyes for a hundred years.

However, the taste of falling asleep is really evocative.