The autumn breath became deeper and deeper after October, and Lan Zi's physical discomfort was not serious, and it didn't last long, but the relationship with the coral became closer. In those days, Coral took leave and didn't go to school, saying that he wanted to take care of him, and he didn't give up until Lan Zi really lost his temper.

"Okay, okay, you're a patient, so I let you know...... It was my grandfather who helped me take leave, he supported me, and I know everything I want to learn in school, my father told me, you are always verbose, you will not be able to get married in the future......"

It was still raining in the early morning, she left a bunch of ridiculous words before jumping away, and brought a pot of porridge after school at noon, Lan Zi lived every meal of porridge, and at night Coral took two things and taught him to use them seriously.

"Na, it's like in the TV, you press this button, I can receive it here, I press the button here, your light will also be on, this is modified, the call distance is very far, we can use this to talk, if you are not feeling well during the day, just remember to notify me, I can come over immediately......"

Sango's serious attitude seemed a bit unfounded to Lan Zi, but in any case, at the little girl's insistence, this walkie-talkie was placed in the dangerous building, and for more than a month, every late at night, the light of the walkie-talkie was turned on, and the little girl's voice came out from inside: "Lan Zi, are you there?" ”

"Are you going to sleep?"

"I'm going to sleep......"

"Good night."

……

"Good Night ......"

For Lan Zi, since he was a child, he naturally did not receive any warm education to say good night before going to bed, grandma would not say this, and the little girl's serious greeting every night seemed to him to be a little incomprehensible and redundant, but when it became natural, he also felt that there would be someone to say good night to you, which was not bad.

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In November, the yellow leaves began to fall quietly, and Lan Zi, who had recovered, began to push the tricycle to the garbage dump to pick up the rubbish, and the coral who had finished school sat in the back of the car, occasionally folding her hands into a horn and shouting a few words on the street: "Collect waste books and newspapers-" She looked pleasant, had a sweet voice, and really made a few business because of it.

Occasionally, he remembered the dead body that had been turned out of the garbage mountain, and an orange flashed in his mind, and gradually deepened the impression, and even he could not explain the reason for the feeling.

Maybe it's because the twilight of late autumn is too deep, in the rotten atmosphere of the garbage dump, occasionally Lan Zi raised his head and looked at the brown twilight, the sky was shrouded in the ground like a lid, the garbage dump was sunken, surrounded by piles of huge garbage mountains, and some aunts who were rummaging in the garbage not far away also seemed a little silent, occasionally I felt that there seemed to be a trace of incongruity in the air, only when I looked back and saw the little girl sitting not far away while dismantling electrical parts while humming a song, will dilute this feeling.

What's going on?

He stood in the sunken square and looked at the sunset in the west, he had come here with his grandmother a few years ago, and he was alone after her death, and the aunts tended to go back a lot at dinner, and he stayed here at night, a feeling he had never felt before this year.

The sense of incongruity finally became clear on the night of November 9.

It was Saturday, and it had been more than half a month since the body was found, and after a day in the garbage dump, Lan Zi was ready to call it a day after five o'clock in the evening, and told Coral to go to the tree house in the evening. When he went to the faucet to wash his hands, the little girl was still banging under the eaves, finishing up a quirky piece of machinery. Just as he was turning on the faucet, a middle-aged woman who was chatting not far away also walked over, her face covered with a mask and a smile.

"Went back? Lan Zi. ”

"Yes, Aunt Tang, you're going back to eat too, right?"

"Well, I'll come back after dinner."

This aunt surnamed Tang has known her for a long time, and she used to have a good relationship with her grandmother, she has a good personality, and she can talk to the people in the garbage dump, she said a few words to Lan Zi, she also washed her hands, and when she waved her hand and turned around to leave, she suddenly seemed to remember something: "By the way, Lan Zi, you wait." ”

"Uh......"

The woman surnamed Tang walked to the corner of the wall not far away and lifted a small cloth bag of her own, then took out a thing from it with a smile and handed it to Lan Zi, Lan Zi saw the thing, and was immediately stunned for a while.

- It was an orange.

A fist-sized orange, smooth and round, full of life. At that moment, Lan Zi's first thought was the oranges that were scattered in the garbage heap as the dead body was found, just looking at their appearance and characteristics, they were no different from the one in front of him.

"This ......"

"Yesterday I saw someone selling it on the street, and suddenly I wanted to buy it, so you can try it too, it's precious."

"Uh......"

"Take it, this kind of thing, everyone is trying it." Aunt Tang stuffed the orange into Lan Zi's hand, turned around and walked a few steps back again, "The last one." ”

“…… Thank you. ”

The orange seemed to be emitting some kind of temptation, Lan Zi took it in his hand, frowned a little distressedly, and at this moment, Coral ran over: "Huh? Orange. ”

"Aunt Tang gave it, uh...... Want to eat? ”

"Just one, I don't want it." Coral glanced at the orange, then looked at Aunt Tang who was walking away, and felt that Lan Zi could block the line of sight between herself and that side, so she showed a disgusted look and said in a low voice, "How can it be exactly the same as the orange that day...... It looks delicious...... "He said, swallowing slightly, and turned to wash his hands.

Of course it won't be the oranges of that day, and even if the oranges are still there that day, they should be rotten......

Intellectually speaking, the first reaction was naturally like this, but looking at the hands so full, like oranges just picked from the trees, Lan Zi always remembered the scene that night, the oranges were incompatible with the garbage dump, as if tempting him to eat them, there was a certain breath in the air that was sucked into his body, very similar to the feeling when the ability was out of control to inhale energy, he frowned, and put the orange in his pocket.

On the way home, he took out the orange several times to look at it, and Coral noticed his movements and wondered, "Do you eat it, although it looks very similar to that day, but it looks really delicious......" said and leaned over to smell it, "There is also a fragrance, it smells good." ”

"Don't eat it."

Lan Zi said, throwing the orange to the side of the road, Coral pursed her lips, the two walked out a dozen steps, Lan Zi turned around again, and looked at the orange that was lying quietly under the street lamp on the side of the road at this time: "You wait for me." ”

Knee-jerk aversion.

This is a newly developed street in Yuling City, although all kinds of facilities are complete, but there are not many pedestrians, there are few vehicles passing by, there are parks and residential buildings on both sides, there is a shop on the opposite side of the renovation, he trotted over, found a brick and rushed back, put the brick on the orange, and stepped on it hard.

Puff squeak –

In an instant, Lan Zi's vision seemed to be painted in black and white negatives, and there seemed to be a ghost struggling silently and violently on the whole street, and he raised his head, but all this disappeared like an illusion. At his feet, the orange was completely crushed, and the yellow juice and flesh petals spilled into a fan-shaped picture.

Taking a deep breath, Lan Zi shook his head and thought about it, then put everything behind him and walked towards the puzzled Coral with a smile.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I always think of the oranges that fell in the garbage that day, you said it wouldn't have been picked up and washed directly, right?"

"Giggles, how is it possible, the oranges of that day are definitely not like this today."

"Whatever it is, it's a little uncomfortable to think about anyway......"

Sent Coral home all the way, and made an appointment to meet at the tree house soon after, Lan Zi himself also went back to take a bath and eat, and when he passed by the road, he took a look, under the red bricks, the traces of the orange being smashed were still clear, and when he went to the tree house again, he looked again, and everything did not change.

Whatever that feeling was, it was smashed.

Dry! It's just an orange!

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Listening to the radio in the tree house at night, then watching the coral performance, and then being forced to learn the guitar by the coral as usual, Lan Zi has made some progress recently, and can barely play a few basic melodies, most of which are tens of seconds in length, so they are all happy, and Coral is also very satisfied.

The small party ended at ten o'clock, Lan Zi watched Coral go home in the air, and then went back to the dangerous building, for him, the time was not too late, and there was no sleepiness today, so he added a piece of clothing, put on a helmet, and flew into the night sky with the walkie-talkie left by Coral. This day is the end of the lunar month, there is no moon in the sky, the stars are vast, and the Milky Way is like a jade belt passing by, which is charming. He flew over the city, looking at the occasional passing cars on the road, the rows of street lamps, the neighborhoods, the houses, the bright windows and the flickering figures in the windows, and his mood couldn't help but be much brighter.

He paused slightly as he flew over the orange-smashed street, and only occasionally a small car passed by on the street, and it was nearly midnight, and it was cold and quiet, a beggar huddled in the corner of the street, and a large yellow dog ran lightly across the street, stopping in Lan Zi's field of vision.

Can't drop too low, Lan Zi just looked high, under the street lamp, the bricks were still there, but the fan-shaped flesh sprayed on the street was gone, probably affecting walking, being cleaned by the sanitation workers or someone, the big yellow dog stopped by the lamppost, tilted his head as if looking at the brick, maybe thinking about making a mark under the street lamp or something. After two glances, the walkie-talkie in his arms rang slightly, and he took it out with a smile and pressed the call button.

"Lan Zi, I'm going to sleep."

"Why do you sleep at this time?"

"Look, I'm reading...... Then Grandpa was also doing something, I turned off his lights, and dragged him back to his room to sleep before going to chuang, otherwise he would have to do it all night. ”

Lan Zi didn't know what Sango's grandfather was doing, but in Sango's occasional narration, her grandfather was very knowledgeable, seemed to know everything, and cared about her, but he was also extremely indulgent to her, which was an education method that Lan Zi couldn't understand at all. After a few words, Coral asked, "It's so windy over there, I can hear it." Lan Zi had no choice but to smile: "Yes, the window is open." ”

"Remember to cover the quilt so that you don't catch a cold."

"Take care of yourself, little ghost."

"That'...... Good night. ”

"Good night."

Lan Zi stood in the starry void, let out a long sigh of relief, and drifted into the distance with the wind.

At this moment, under the street lamp where he had moved away, the big yellow dog was still looking at it with his head tilted.

The brick was placed on the side of the street, and under it was pressed a large, round, orange-yellow, smooth and round skin, revealing full of life.

It was an orange.

The big yellow dog tilted its head and looked at it, as if it was also staring at the big yellow dog up close.

Soon, a long and mournful barking of a dog was heard in the streets of the city, which was elongated in the wind and had long since been deformed, and it reverberated faintly over the city, like an ancient and primitive terrible wolf howl......

In the air farther away, Lan Zi turned his head slightly, a little dazed.