Chapter 12: Long time no see
Chapter 12: Long time no see
(At this time, I was in the car, listening to the train)
"Hey, do you really want to go back now?" The fat man stretched out his hand to stop me, "We are not ready for anything now, you are in such a hurry now, in case there is dangerβthere will be danger!" β
I brushed the fat man's hand away, raised the diary in my hand and shook it in front of the fat man: "It's not like you haven't seen this last page. If we don't go down now, what if we wait until my uncle and they go down first? β
"Oops," the fat man smashed his mouth: "Do you think Qimen Dunjia is so easy to break?" Let me tell you, if Lan wasn't present last time, we might not be able to break the eight formations every three or two days. Saying that, the fat man slapped his thigh: "That's right! Let's go find her! β
"Looking for her?" I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly the figure under the Xima pond slowly merged with the darkness in my mind.
What about you, can I trust you? Also, can't you help me?
If you need me to help you.
I remember that's what Lan said at the time.
"But I don't know where Lan is now." I looked at the fat man.
The fat man scratched his head: "Go to your friend's parents' house." Maybe she's still there. β
I don't expect much from Ran to stay there, but this is the only place we know of where Ran has lived. Even though the chances of her still being there are infinitely close to zero, we're going to go there and have a look.
After deciding on the decision, the fat man and I directly stopped a taxi and went straight to the passenger station. But this time I didn't bother my old friend. After all, not everyone has that much time to spend with you to wander around.
After we went to my friend's parents' house, my friend's parents, who were surprised by our sudden appearance, welcomed us warmly. And this time, the big yellow dog didn't bark again as he walked through the yard.
After entering the house and briefly politely saying a few words, the fat man went straight to the point. The first thing he said was: Mom, what about your goddaughter?
I slapped the fat man and told him not to talk nonsense. Then he looked at his friend's parents: "Uncle, what about the girl who came with us last time?" β
"Oh, she." My friend's father said as he handed me a cigarette. I don't smoke, but I took it out of politeness. "Not long after you left, this little girl went out."
"She's out?" I was stunned. Although I have been prepared for a long time, I will inevitably feel a little disappointed when I hear this.
"Did she say where she was going?" The fat man asked. As I spoke, I saw the fat man take out a pack of soft-shelled cigarettes from his pocket and hand it over: "Come on, Dad, smoke mine." Good smoke. β
My friend's father waved his hand: "Hey, I'm not used to smoking this kind of high-end goods." After speaking, she paused, blinking her eyes and thinking back to the scene: "The little girl didn't say anything at that time. The whole person is exactly the same as before you went out. It's just that," he frowned, as if he remembered something.
When I heard this, I hurriedly asked him, "What's it?" Did she say something? β
My friend's father snorted, "Yes, I said a word." But I don't understand very well. β
"And what did she say?" I said in my heart that if you have something to say, don't say it and leave it in one piece, I'm in a hurry.
My friend's mother said, "I was there at the time. But I don't remember exactly what it was. It's like something -- 'If I don't go, they'll die.'" As he spoke, he looked at me and the fat man, and asked, "Hey, Ah Cheng." What doesn't die? What's the matter? You--you guys aren't going to be bad out there, are you? β
I smiled wryly, and my heart said how to say this? Well, it's not particularly bad. It's not bad, but the conscience is very bad.
The fat man saw that I didn't know what to say, so he diverted the conversation: "Hey, Mom, did she say where she was going?" β
"Nope." The old man thought for a moment, "At that time, she took everything she had. I said that sentence before leaving. β
I let out a little frustrated, said a little excuse to my friend's parents, and got up to leave. Unexpectedly, my friend's father suddenly said, "Why don't you finish eating and then leave?" The girl will be back in a moment, and you can ask her if there is anything. β
The fat man reacted the fastest, pulling me back to the stool before I could finish my movements.
"You mean she's back?" The fat man asked.
"yes." My friend's father flicked the cigarette ash that fell on his finger: "I didn't say she didn't come back." β
It was only then that I reacted, and hurriedly asked, "So where is she now?" β
"We saw the child sitting in a daze at the door all day, and we thought about finding something for her to do. No, our school just happened to have a bad teacher. So I asked her to go and teach the children. β
"Class?" The fat man and I looked at each other for a moment. Lan is going to teach the children in the village as a teacher? This image immediately came to my mind:
Standing on the podium, Lan pointed to what was drawn on the blackboard and said to the students below, "Read each word twice." Then the students below began to babble and read "Luoyang shovel, bundle corpse rope, eternal life hall" or something.
"Uh-huh, what, where is the school?" I asked.
After my friend's parents told us the exact location of the school, the fat man and I rushed to the school again without stopping. To be honest, I really didn't expect Lan to become a teacher. And also an elementary school teacher. Thinking back to the cold look in Lan's eyes when she killed the zongzi, I couldn't imagine how she would communicate with the students.
After nearly an hour of shuttling through the countless terraced fields, the fat man and I finally saw the towering flagpole in the school and the five-star red flag fluttering on it.
This village-level primary school was built on a hill. So the fat man and I gasped again and began to climb up.
When we climbed to the top of the hill and entered the school, we found a group of children running around the schoolyard. I looked up, but I didn't see Lan. At this time, the fat man pulled my clothes, pointed to a person sitting under the flag-raising platform and said, "There it is." β
I looked along the place where the fat man was pointing, and found that there was indeed a person sitting under the flagpole with his back to us.
Orchid. I thought to myself, and walked over to her.
As I approached Lan, I noticed that Lan's body moved slightly, and then he regained his composure. Instead of calling her, I walked up to her and sat down like an old friend, and looked into the distance like she did.
"We meet again." I say. Then he turned his face sideways to look at her. But when I saw her face, I suddenly noticed that her lips were squirming slightly, as if she was reading something. And her face showed a sad expression that I had never seen before. It seems to me that this kind of expression only appears on TV. Because I've never seen anyone express this emotion so strongly. And looking at this Lan's expression, I thought of the words she whispered in the ancient tomb of Ximatang. That is a phrase that only I have heard.
Yes, Lan was thinking about that person again.