"Tong ...... Remote. He called out the name.

It's as if something in the throat of the terrier is being revealed!

He sat up jerked up, opened his eyes in the afternoon sun, breathing heavily, covered in cold sweat, and outside was the hustle and bustle of running on the playground.

On the podium, the old math teacher raised his heavy tortoiseshell glasses, and was spitting on the blackboard to explain a mathematical proposition, his eyes were sacred and solemn, which was the worship of mathematics and science and the respect for knowledge. As for the last few rows of classmates who were dozing off, they were selectively ignored.

Ye Suqin sat by the window in a daze.

His brows were furrowed deeply, and he couldn't remember anything about the dream that was so real and tangible when he woke up.

There is an inexplicable sadness spreading in my heart.

It's an emotion that can't be spoken, shouted out, and understood.

People may always be depressed for a few days, especially those who grew up in single-parent families, the kind of children who are angry.

Ye Suqin shook his head and erased this disturbing emotion from the bottom of his heart, for a little boy like him who has lacked love since childhood, sadness is a very common emotion, although he is not annoying, but he is not happy.

The thoughts in his mind are spreading aimlessly, and even the parties concerned can't figure it out, of course, there is no need to sort out any clues, and throughout the first and second years of high school, he relied on this unrealistic conjecture to pass the boring time.

After all, he had a lot of boring time to pass.

For a child with a cowardly personality like him, he has no ambitions, and he has no vision for the future. In the days to come, he will probably casually go to a pheasant university, and then skip classes to play games and waste his time, if he can get into college. After graduating, he came out to find a job and rent a house, maybe his mother occasionally thought of him, urged him to get married, and forced him to go on a blind date. Then he got married, gave birth to a big fat boy, and then worked every day.

In the third year of high school, everyone was as high-spirited as if they had been beaten, like a group of soldiers about to go to the battlefield, with their eyes solemn and full of infinite imagination for the future. The head teacher's ten-minute speech every morning is like that of a head of state on the podium, waving his hands sonorously, and his words are surging with a surging passion, as if the end is coming, and they are the mainstay and the only pillar of the resistance era.

But in such a warm atmosphere, there are always one or two out of place guys.

That's right.

Ye Suqin is one of them.

As a person with little presence, whether there is pressure or not does not seem to be an unavoidable topic for him, so his fatigue is not so difficult to understand.

Ye Suqin knew very little about the grievances and disputes of the previous generation, but looking at that man's consistent style, it was not difficult to understand that his mother attached her hatred for that man to herself, a person with his only bloodline.

After all, he is always so lazy, always so irresponsible, and unrealistic with childish fantasies.

Perhaps, this also makes sense of his own indisputable laziness or can also be explained as a character that does not seek progress, and indeed carries his genetic tricks.

Understanding is understanding, but what child is born without longing for family and affection?

The rain crackled against the windows, and the playground was white.

It was still a sunny day in the afternoon, but as the bell rang for the end of class, the sky darkened for a few minutes as I watched the lead-gray clouds push in from the south. Then a thunderstorm roared, orange lightning swam through the clouds, sending out a power that was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, and in just a few seconds, the raindrops the size of soybeans fell towards the earth, like a hole in the Milky Way in the sky.

On a March day, the child's face changes when it is said.

Traffic at the entrance of the campus was jammed, yellow twin flashing lights were haphazardly connected in the rain and fog, and the sound of dead horns ignored the silent signs at the doorway, and there was a reckless noise.

In such a sinister weather, parents are worried that their children will be drenched, many originally did not drive to pick up, this time also took a taxi or special car, or asked someone to drive a private car to pick up and drop-off, the school gate that was usually congested, today is particularly blocked.

The guards and security guards braved the rain to direct traffic on the road, but there were often parents who did not listen to the persuasion to stop the car directly at the intersection and rush to the campus with umbrellas.

Downstairs, the adults shouting their children's names while the students spin around like flies.

Finally in a hurry, the chickens and dogs jumped for half an hour, and everyone was picked up and left.

The school building and playground were empty, except for a few "lonely ghosts" wandering here.

He was the only one left in the classroom, the lights were white, and it was pitch black outside, as if he was an isolated island isolated from the world.

He took out his mobile phone to dial, lingered for a long time on that dial button, and finally didn't have the courage to press it down, yes, what about pressing it down? Probably, no one will come to pick him up, if the two of them can afford to have a wilting child together, in this weather, even if they don't take the initiative to report, they should know to come and pick them up.

If not, you probably can't count on anything.

The mother will probably call back and ask her to take a taxi back, but if the adults do not pay attention to their children, they will be very "careless", and the carelessness will be ignored when it rains so hard that there is no car to take a taxi at all. After all, with such heavy rain, taxi drivers don't want to do business. Even if there are those who are hard-working, most of them will be cut off halfway, and it will be his turn.

As for the unreliable father, that father is only in the biological sense. Probably, even if you are not in Jingjiang, no, whether you are alive or not, it is impossible to determine whether you are alive.

The classroom door was open, and the cold wind and rain poured into the people, and it was bitterly cold. Ye Suqin wrapped his smock tightly and put the chair under the desk casually, he was on duty today, but his little friend who was on duty with him had already run away. He didn't leave because of such a heavy rain, he didn't even have a place to hide, not to mention, no elder would drive over to pick him up for his own sake.

Just waiting, waiting, the battery indicator on the phone jumped out, showing that there was only two percent of the battery, and the rain outside, without the slightest weakening of consciousness, still crackled and fell.

The rain in March is so naughty and loves to play tricks on people, and when it falls, I no longer want to stop.

Ye Suqin sighed, the rain will not stop, nor will it weaken, as the weather forecast says.

When all hope is dashed, there is only one choice.

Squatting under the eaves, watching the last car at the gate carrying his classmates silently slide into the rain, he stood up, his neck crooked, his head drooped, walked slowly along the eaves, and came to the school guard step by step.

The teachers and students on the campus were basically gone, and no one except the doorman saw his embarrassment, which made his fragile self-esteem a little better.

Maybe deliberately used the excuse of being on duty to endure for a long time to the end, but there was also subconscious vanity at work.

In the rain curtain, Ye Suqin was running wildly, and his mind was still thinking about this kind of thing.

A bolt of lightning flashed out in the clouds, and there was a loud explosion in the ears, and the rain was heavier.

A car sped past the side with a double flash, and from time to time it brought up a big tent of water and poured it over with a head and face. Ye Suqin didn't blame the other party, after all, no one thought that there would be a madman running outside on such a rainy day.

That's it, I don't know how long I ran, the raindrops took away the heat from the body, and I shivered with cold, and the temperature was not very pleasant.

The visibility was really poor, and it was not clear to see the white expanse fifty meters away, and it was rare for the fog to rise in the middle of the night. The raindrops were so dense that they seemed to crash into each other in the air, and they fell to the ground with a lot of water foam.

It was as dark as thick ink, earlier and more thoroughly darker than before, and I don't know if it was because of the rain or something else, but the street lights on the side of the road were not lit in turn, there were no pedestrians on the road, and the only light source was the car headlights that flashed in a hurry, but the thick rain curtain was like a heavy curtain, and it was not clear from a few meters away.

"Huh!?"

A flash of a stop sign, a flash of white shadows.

Ye Suqin, who was running, was surprised for a moment and exclaimed, he turned his head to look, that's right, outside the bus stop more than ten meters away from him, there was a delicate and weak girl standing in the rain at a loss, letting the rain continue to slide down from her pale face, wetting her coat and hair.

I really didn't expect that there would be someone who had an encounter with me at this moment!? It's incredible!

I guess there's something I can't think of.

Ye Suqin stopped and walked towards the girl suspiciously, on such a rainy day, even a young man like himself was drenched and trembling, the girl looked weak, and she couldn't keep it to her.

Xu encountered something sad that would run out at night.

Lovelorn!?

Kicked out of the house!?

Or something!?

For no reason, there was a kind of sympathetic aura blocking Ye Suqin's chest, making him not feel good.

"Girl......" Ye Suqin opened his mouth and raised his hand to pat the other party's shoulder, in the dim night, a sword-like pillar of light flashed at this moment, a car speeding by the side of the road, and the pillar of light was its headlight.

And it was this glimmer of light that made the last few words that Ye Suqin confide deeply choked by an invisible hand, and he could no longer make the slightest sound, as if his entire throat was engulfed and tightened by some unknown force.

In an instant, he saw, saw.

The rain from the storm did not wet the girl at all, because the other party was a projection of nothingness, and the raindrops easily penetrated her body, and with the same tendency, they fell into the ground of the cement slab, causing the slightest ripple.

The girl seemed to hear his call and turned her head blankly.

Fingers seemed to touch her clothes, a crisp and numb feeling, without the slightest real touch, but felt an extraordinarily real rough feeling, as if the touch cracked deep inside.

That's the texture of a linen coat!

The only thought ......

What am I thinking about in such a bad time? Ye Suqin was a little annoyed that he was still entangled in the texture of the other party's clothes at this moment, and a huge sense of dizziness swept over.

It was as if something was pulling him hard from behind, and the whole body fell backwards uncontrollably, but the body did not move, but the person was falling backwards, as if it was not his own body, but his soul!

There is an infinite amount behind him, as if sucking all the black holes in the world, wrapping himself up and dragging him backwards without saying anything.

Countless streamers flashed around him, and they were full of color.

At the end of the gaze, the girl who turned her head, the velvety delicate and white neck, the side face that was hidden by the dazzling light, the face that seemed familiar but could not be seen, the wisp of bangs that fell down became the last scene in the memory.

- It's a pity that I didn't see my face clearly, and I don't know if it's beautiful.

The body seems to be cut by countless nano-sized blades, like a meticulous and focused surgeon, little by little, leaving no room for the knife, like Ling Chi, the cut flesh is then a cell, the decomposition of a cell, as precise and rigorous as a machine, but I don't feel the slightest tearing pain, as if it is not my own body that is cut.

I was thinking aimlessly about the moment when the girl looked back, but unfortunately I only saw a general outline, but I didn't see the face clearly.

- Damn, why are you still in the mood to think about this at this time?

Ye Suqin felt a little annoyed.

In an instant, he was completely absorbed by the black hole, and the next moment he was already in the center of the vast universe, surrounded by the sea of stars, accompanied by eternal eternity and loneliness......

Ye Suqin stood on the street for only a second, as if he had stood for another century.

I felt like I just took a nap, was stunned for a while, and then came back to my senses, as if I had experienced a gluttonous feast at the turn of the century.

It's still that familiar street, it's still that familiar city.

The rain stopped, the wind stopped, and a ray of sunlight shone down, gilding the earth with a brilliant golden light.

Ye Suqin rubbed his eyes, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of him, Mu Ran was on the spot.

- Where is this? Where am I? It's Jingjiang City.... No, how can this be Jingjiang, or how can it be the Jingjiang I know? Also, where have all the people gone......?

..........

Tong Yao turned her head blankly, she felt that someone was calling her behind her, but there was no one behind her, and the heavy rain that split her head and face fell and blinded her.

It's rain!?

Looking up blankly, the dark clouds were thick, the thunder was bursting, and nature was destroying the withering and decaying with an unmajestic momentum, and the majestic momentum of the rain smashed on the body and clearly felt the slight pain.

She stretched out her hand, and the raindrops fell on her palm, so real, but she couldn't feel any reality.

The lights are on all around, and the traffic is turbulent.

The street lamps were lit one after another, bringing light to the world.

- Where is this?

The girl stood in the middle of the road, dazed, everything around her was not the world she knew, so vibrant, so vibrant.

It's fake, it's fake...... Everything is so fake, it's incredible.

The Santana patrol police car, which flashed red and blue police lights, sped past from the side, ran out dozens of meters away, and suddenly braked sharply, and four tires skidded in the rain, floating out for a long time, a long way. Then all of a sudden, the car drove back in reverse.

The car stopped beside the girl, and the black window with the privacy film fell, revealing a sassy and heroic face, the policewoman Xia Lan's eyes were full of pity and care, the girl in front of her looked less than fourteen years old, in this flower-like year, how could she stand alone outside in the majestic rain, which careless parent would bear to let her daughter stay out at night in the bad weather, and she had to die in a hurry.

The policewoman hurriedly got out of the car and opened the back door, holding the girl and about to take her to the car, her mouth kept muttering: "Where are your parents?" Why did you run out alone on a rainy day, your parents had to die in a hurry. ”

Strange vehicles made of steel, strange women.

Looking at the woman who walked quickly to hug her, the little girl subconsciously took half a step back, and a hidden piece of iron slipped from her cuffs, one end sharpened and shiny, and under the inky night, she still couldn't hide the murderous aura that penetrated people's hearts.

Murderous intent flashed in the girl's eyes, but she did a good job of hiding it, but soon the woman's actions alarmed her and overwhelmed her.

She could feel the childish kindness of the other person, the sincere smile and undisguised help of the other person.

- It's too fake, it's too fake, everything here is too fake to even the most beautiful dreams in the midnight dream.

The girl gave up her resistance, and she sat obediently in the back seat, curled up, her muscles stiff, looking like a helpless cat, endearing.

Without hesitation, the policewoman took off her coat and put it over the girl, thinking she was cold.

No, she just curled up with her strength, waiting for a blow that was ready to strike, but the childish kindness of the other party made her hesitate again.

While driving the car, policewoman Xia Lan took out the thermos cup in her handbag and handed it over, which was hot cocoa, and a few pieces of chocolate and vacuum-packed cakes were included.

The girl took it carefully and did not open it.

She was still very vigilant, strangers' food was not allowed to eat at will, but the rumbling of her stomach still betrayed her disguise, her face was a little blushing, she hadn't eaten for three days, but this is also the norm, isn't it.

"It's okay, let's eat, let's eat." Xia Lan waved her hand, thinking that the other party was just reserved and polite.

Under the enthusiasm of the other party, the girl carefully opened the package, put it under her nose and sniffed it first, for fear that there would be some narcotic hallucinogenic drugs, but the faint fragrance of cereal broke her vigilance, so she couldn't wait to take a small bite, and what was brewing in her mouth was that indescribable beauty, sweet, damned, sugar.

Although she had never tasted sugar since she was a child, the moment she ate it, she still accurately sketched the word in her mind.

All vigilance, all precautions, die at this moment.

The girl was like a wolf cub that had been hungry for a long time, and she tore hard and impatiently, chewing the cakes and breads so hard that she swallowed them so quickly that she almost ate them with the bag.

After eating, I couldn't wait to lick my fingers, refusing to let go of even a single crumb.

The policewoman stared at this scene in the rearview mirror in amazement, how many days has it been since she eaten, poor child.

An hour later, Bai Wanting, who received the call, was late.

In the courtyard of the Tongjiang Street Police Station, high heels sounded rapidly in the aisle, the door of the office was opened, and a middle-aged woman with a disheveled hair and an anxious look walked in, and at a glance saw the girl who was wandering in the sea of snacks at the moment.

The wet clothes have been changed, the wet hair has been blown dry, the body is covered with a white adult shirt, covered with a thick blanket, and at the moment he is happily holding a large number of snacks, his mouth has been stuffed with all kinds of fries, bread, and the cheeks on both sides are chewing desperately, like a bulging goldfish.

"It's Ms. Bai." Xia Lan came over to say hello.

"Yaoyao, your mother came to pick you up." Xia Lan turned around and smiled and beckoned to the girl who was munching, only to see her look up blankly, looking at the beautiful woman in front of her with a strange expression.

"Yaoyao..... Whining..... Where have you gone on this rainy day, I'm worried about my mother...."The woman couldn't help but say that she rushed over, took the girl into her arms, and cried bitterly.

Looking at the woman crying heartbreakingly in front of her, Tong Yao just stood dumbfounded, dazed.

- Who is this person!?