In the garden of An Xiaowen Station, overlooking the palm lake directly opposite the garden. She heard the chirping of birds perched in the trees, and saw fish-eating birds swooping across the lake to no avail. She sighed, turned around and walked to the table and chairs in the garden for tea and rest, and as soon as she sat down, Xu Ma walked out of the house.

"She's coming!" she walked into An Xiaowen and whispered.

"Please come here," An Xiaowen still looked at the bird that was preying diligently, and when Mother Xu turned around and was about to leave, she stopped her, "Mother Xu?"

"Anything else? In private, Mother Xu likes to call Miss An Xiaowen, and in her eyes, An Xiaowen will always be her miss.

An Xiaowen looked at her and hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"It's okay, let's make honey grapefruit today! She said.

"Okay. ”

After speaking, Xu Ma turned around and left.

After about 5 minutes, Shuqing walked over.

"I came over when I got the call, what the hell happened?" Shuqing said before she could sit down.

An Xiaowen didn't speak for a while, she looked at Shuqing with a sad face.

"I'm glad you came, you know I don't have any friends, I can't find any other friends but you, how I envy you!

"What are you talking about? This makes no sense. Shuqing looked around, thinking that it was reasonable that she should envy her.

At this time, An Xiaowen grabbed a brown paper bag that had been placed on the table early in the morning and handed it to Shuqing.

"This was given to me by the translator before she died, and she thought it necessary to give it to me, and I was confused—I—" She frowned, her eyes reddening.

"What is this?"

"I know that Zhu Hui is not the first, and the translation is not the second, but who will be the third? Who will she attack? Shuqing-I-" After speaking, she trembled terribly.

Shuqing looked at An Xiaowen in surprise, it didn't look like what happened to An Xiaowen, maybe it was something she had been hiding from her. Li Yiwen, Li Yiwen asked her for something before he died. She took the brown paper bag that An Xiaowen pushed over, but she didn't open it. She walked over and sat next to An Xiaowen, with one arm on her shoulder.

"Xiaowen, there's something - I-"

"You know, right? He told you!"

At this time, An Xiaowen's eyes were full of tears, she turned her head and said something to Shuqing's ear, and Shuqing's eyes widened.

"yes, I think I know. ”

An Xiaowen let out a low, mournful moan, and then wiped the tears from her cheeks.

"Shuqing, we have to stop her, I have to stop her, only you can help me. She said.

"Of course, of course. Shuqing looked at the brown paper bag on the table, and Zhang Xiaofeng's warning echoed in her mind again: "Old lady, stay away from her." "Who?" - "A woman with the surname Ann, surnamed Ann!"

An Xiaowen grabbed Shuqing's hand, she looked very tired, and her voice seemed to float from far away. Not far away, a lake cleaner is standing on a salvage boat to remove garbage from the lake. The electric boat was loud, the lake was beating against the rocks and the roots of the trees, the street lights in the park were lit up, the young men running were running hard, and the birds in the trees were hissing for the last time before dark.

"Shuqing, I'm going to tell you everything, everything, you have to help me-I need you to help me-" An Xiaowen's voice drifted farther and farther, farther and farther.

Shuqing saw Li Yiwen, he was standing by the lake, wearing a suit that didn't fit well, wearing a funny bow tie, the street lamp was just behind him, she couldn't see her eyes and nose clearly, but she knew what he was saying with his mouth open, Shuqing pricked up his ears and listened carefully, imitating the shape of his lips:

"Sinners, sinners, messengers of the devil, messengers of the devil, sinners, sinners!"

Shuqing stared at the figure desperately, it must be Li Yiwen, it must be, but he has obviously been dead for a year. When Shuqing tried to stand up and look more closely, the figure had disappeared under the lamppost by the lake.

"What's wrong? Shuqing?" An Xiaowen was frightened by Shuqing's appearance, she stopped talking and grabbed Shuqing, who wanted to go to the lake.

"I really don't understand, why do you have to find her!" Xu Ma stood aside with tea and looked at Shuqing who had lost her soul with disdain. "She—"

"That's enough, Mother Xu!" An Xiaowen stopped her.

Shuqing reacted, she looked at An Xiaowen with some embarrassment, and then shook her head. "Xiaowen, I'm the same as her, but you're closer to each other. Excuse me. She stepped back and sat down in her previous position, but couldn't help but look at the lamppost from time to time.

An Xiaowen nodded. She took Mother Xu away, picked up the teapot and poured tea for herself and Shuqing, and her eyes followed Shuqing to the lamppost.

"There's a lot of young people running there. She said.

"I see. ”

"I think he must have had his troubles. An Xiaowen said softly.

"What you just told me, dear friend, what Li Yiwen did to me, he sent me to Zhou Zhiwen's bed when I was drunk. An Xiaowen said calmly.

Shuqing looked at her curiously, but she didn't want to talk about it, she was more concerned about the matter of the brown paper bag, the sinner has passed away, and the deceased has passed away, what is the use of chasing it.

"Did he say anything about this?" Shuqing withdrew her gaze and looked at the brown paper bag on the table.

"He said medicine can't explain it, but I know, I know what's going on, and it's impossible for a person with paranoia to be cured. ”

"Schizophrenia?"

"Yes, in any case, we're not dealing with the congenital retarded people we see on a daily basis, or people who are afraid of cracks in the sidewalks or drowsiness. The translation told me that it was much more serious than that. If our guess is correct. ”

Shuqing asked, "But could she be pretending? I always felt -- I'm sorry, I know how hard this is for you, I can't be like how you can deal with this, but -- do you really think she's not healed, and it's getting worse?"

"I know, this bag proves that she's not sick, there's nothing wrong with her-"

"But you don't think she's—"

An Xiaowen nodded, "She is my daughter, no one knows her better than me, and she will never get better." Forever. ”

"It's because of Jinpeng—"

"No, oh, dear, no. Not at all, she knew that I didn't leave her any property. ”

"But why? Why are you doing that? Shuqing looked at her in surprise, unable to understand her approach at all, Chinese parents were afraid that they had nothing to leave to their next generation, but how could she.

"Shuqing, no one has the right to stand on the shoulders of death and laugh, and they have no right to sow human tragedy at will. You can love her, but you have to know if she's from heaven or hell. ”

"She's your own daughter—"

"Yes, she is, she's my daughter! That's the sadness. My sorrow. ”

After An Xiaowen finished speaking, they drank tea silently with each other and didn't speak again, and after a while, Shuqing opened her mouth and asked:

"Did you find any evidence?"

"No, that's exactly why I need your help, maybe I'm next, if it's me, I need you - I need you to find evidence, leave evidence. ”