Jiang Shan silently picked up his sister and brother in the car, started the ignition, the black car suddenly sounded twice, the engine was idling, and at the same time honked the horn to make sure that there was no one in front and rear, left and right, and there were cats and dogs under the wheels that could wake up and escape, and then the tires turned and drove out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Pedestrians all the way, all fresh and afraid to avoid this foreign black car, let Ji Lun realize what kind of development level is now, not far from the town, the asphalt road began to become a potholed sand road, and rice fields appeared on both sides, at this time the harvest has been completed, bare stubble after stubble, lifeless.

...... His mother's grave was in a new cemetery, Jiang Shan stayed at the door to check the car, the brake sound was a little wrong, and he carefully climbed under the car to look.

The orderly Miao Qingyun also accompanied him, came out to lead the way, Ji Lun pushed Ji Xiangsi's wheelchair to his mother's tomb, Ji Xiangsi stared at the tombstone for a while, put down a bouquet of snow-white jasmine flowers in front of the tomb, and said: "Brother, didn't you ask me before, which poem does my mother's name come from?"

"Yes. ”

"The news is broken, not meeting people, and I want to collect fine eyebrows and return to embroidery households. The girl paused, took a deep breath, looked at the cold tombstone in front of her, and was faint: "This is Su Ximei...... She waited for no one to wait, whether it was her husband or her children, until she went to the grave and went to rest...... The name of this poem is called "Mulan Ci". ”

This little girl, who seems to be only ten years old, finally reveals the sadness in her heart, not for herself, but for her mother.

At this time, the fifteen-year-old boy was more like an older brother, with his hand on her shoulder, and he did not say a word.

Ji Xiangsi also pressed his hand on Ji Lun's hand, needless to say, there was a calm mood communicating between the sister and brother, and then the girl calmed down and turned her head to look at the female orderly beside her: "Aunt Qingyun, you ......"

"Madame is no longer here, Miss should call me Sister Qingyun. Miao Qingyun was embarrassed to say, and glanced at Jiang Shan, who was guarding behind him, Colonel Ji Jiang.

Ji Xiangsi nodded slightly, looked at the young woman, and said: "Sister Qingyun, you are from a military background, and after your father's affirmation, you arranged to take care of your mother, and after living together for so many years, we are also considered family, especially my mother...... You should know her very well, I heard from my brother that you were the first to find her...... Passed away?"

"Yes. Miao Qingyun looked at her clear eyes, and didn't dare to underestimate the wheelchair girl: "I am the first witness." ”

Ji Lun's heart moved when he heard this, he looked at Miao Qingyun, he didn't make a sound, and listened to his sister Ji Xiangsi ask some questions, and there was nothing that couldn't be wrong...... That's right, no one is more stupid than anyone else, the ancient Oriental tradition has been passed down to the present, and the study of forensic medicine is deeper, and there is no room for Sherlock Holmes here.

Finally, Ji Xiangsi asked casually: "Was there anything wrong with her body at that time...... I mean, some supernatural phenomenon ......"

"It doesn't seem to be ......" Miao Qingyun thought for a while, looked a little confused, and said, "What does Miss want to ask?"

"Nothing. Ji Xiangsi shook his head, handed a bouquet of snow-white jasmine to Ji Lun, and said, "Brother should come too." ”

Ji Lun no longer paid attention to Miao Qingyun, put down the jasmine in front of his mother's tomb, smelling the familiar aroma, and only the cold and hard tombstone in front of him - Su Ximei, the year of birth and death, 3030-3041, that is, the last day of last year, at the age of thirty-one.

In the black-and-white photo, it looks like a young mother of almost twenty-five, the most beautiful side of the fusion of youth and elegance, and her time seems to be fixed on the summer of the year when she lost her children, which is even more difficult to accept...... Now lying under the tombstone are her bones.

Looking at the expressions of her sister and brother, Miao Qingyun's eyes softened, and she said, "If the cause of death is suspected, although my sister can't guarantee it for sure...... At that time, the adults did not come back immediately, but there were warlocks from the military who detected the body of the lady, and there was no sign of harm...... Sister Qingyun saw her buried with her own eyes, and two months later, the adult came back from being wounded on the front line, sat in front of the lady's tomb for a night, and retired everyone, should also be ...... I have personally checked it, and no one can hide the power of adults. ”

"Understood, thank you. Ji Lun raised his hand, pressed it on the tombstone, touched the cold stone tablet with his forehead, touched his mother's forehead on that snowy night, and felt a sadness in his heart, no one could understand this feeling, she was not only a mother, but also the first umbilical cord of the traveler and a foreign land...... Through the mist, through the hell, through life and death, to the target, only to find that there is a time barrier that cannot be penetrated.

"This strange world, where do I go to find you, mother......"

The car started and drove the siblings out of the cemetery to their new home.

...... At night, the crisp bell sounded in his ears, and Ji Lun suddenly woke up to see the fog around him.

The room seems to be unfamiliar, and it seems to be familiar, waking up in the house just arranged, the furniture is familiar, but the room is unfamiliar, I live on the second floor, I went out for a walk, and I remembered that according to reality, my sister should be on the first floor...... She has bad legs, which is convenient for her life.

But this should be the spiritual world, my sister has no strength, she can't enter, and she is alone.

"Xiao Lun...... Come down......" Sister Ji Acacia's voice sounded downstairs, Ji Lun was stunned, walked down the stairs, and saw a young woman's back busy in the kitchen, and my sister's feet were good, there was no wheelchair, and it looked like a three or four-year-old doll Lori, running around the dining table, and seeing herself: "My brother is pretending to be an adult again......"

Ji Lun touched her head with a smile, went into the kitchen, looked at the familiar young woman's back, and couldn't help but step forward and hugged her behind her back: "Mom...... I am back. ”

The woman turned her head, it was Su Xianmei, showing a smile, but did not speak.

"Mom rarely appears, can she always be here in the future?" said Guillen, this is the biggest source of confusion in his heart, and the source of that unrealistic expectation.

Su raised his eyebrows.

"Well, you're still ...... Alive?"

Su Ximei put down the spoon, looked at his son with a sad expression, and shook his head gently.

Ji Lun was suddenly disappointed, he was actually sure that his mother had died, but he was unwilling in his heart, and then he was dead: "I'm sorry, I'm late......"

At this time, Su Ximei nodded hesitantly.

Ji Lun was stunned and woke up again: "...... Are you still alive?"

Su shook his head again, and then nodded again.

Guillon: "......"

Su Ximei didn't respond after that, she herself was a little ignorant, her expression fell into contemplation, for a sleepwalking person, it is very difficult to think about the problem clearly, and this may still be a complex problem.

Ji Lun remembered that she was tiptoeing on the dusty floor to write on the last time about the property left by her father...... She was obviously prepared, but the question she asked this time, or she herself was caught off guard, and she didn't even think about it, that snowy night was also sudden and unprepared for a mother.

"But...... What kind of state can be both dead and alive?" Ji Lun faintly remembered this, but he couldn't remember that he had revived all the memories of his body, but the memories of the traverser were still missing—he only remembered that he was a traverser, and the source was not clear.

I went out with doubts, and along the road, I saw the guards patrolling, and there seemed to be more people in the town, and there were more lights, and gradually filled the streets of the town, and there was a little bit of prosperity.

Continuing to travel far, I found that there were several new houses on the edge of the town, which had not yet been built, and set up temporary tents, with no light inside, but the sound of sleeping breathing, which seemed to be a more peaceful night.

All the way out, there are no dangerous aliens in the mountains and wilderness, occasionally there are wild wolves howling, it is also in the deep mountains and old forests, the hospital outside the town is not in ruins, there are no big pits, the original foundation iron monument has become bricks and stones, and the foundation has been re-established.

Hospitals are always indispensable in modern towns, Ji Lun does not have the ability to mobilize social resources like his father Ji Jiang, and he can't afford to build a luxury high-end hospital, but even a simple community hospital has to be built, this project is Lu Sheng and people are doing, it will take a long time, the construction site at night is quiet, and there is no one.

In the past seven years, I have become accustomed to this place, and even blood has been sprinkled on every inch of masonry, which is vivid.

But after the wind and rain, walking here, with a calm mood, the old man still guarding the forest with a shotgun on his back, leading the big yellow dog to patrol the woods that he has guarded all his life, and the calm with a pipe in his mouth, is not a teenager anymore...... Or more accurately, the beast at the top of the food chain roams the territory, its steps are gentle, its strength is soft and relaxed, and there is nothing in the land that can threaten it.

At this moment, a strange and very familiar voice urged: "Come on, come on!"

The great wall of fog opened at the end of the field of vision, and it was again in the distance, far beyond the limits of perception...... No, they, a kind attraction suddenly appeared, and Ji Lun's eyes went dark, and he pounced on the distance beyond the Cloud Mountain, the more expansive, but silent and deep darkness.

............

When Ji Lun woke up the next day, the sunlight was shining through the curtains, and her sister was watching at the breakfast table, but the fact of waking up in the morning still made the girl a little embarrassed, and she woke up to find that she had occupied her brother's bed, holding her brother's hand as a pillow...... Unconsciously had an injection of power in her sleep, which made her re-enter that world by chance, and it was also such a coincidence that she met her mother Su Ximei.

She believes that the mother did not die, but guarded the child in one form.

This emotion diluted the embarrassment of the morning, making her bite her ears with Ji Lun almost every now and then, and whisper some possibilities.

In the end, there was still not much gain, but Ji Xiangsi announced: "My sister has decided, and I will requisition one of my brother's hands every night in the future......"

"What do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, I won't cut you, I just hold hands before I can see my mother...... Brother, you can't monopolize your mother alone, and so does your sister!" the wheelchair girl is very witty and brave, and she does not back down when necessary.

Ji Lun shamefully chose to give in and sign an alliance under the city to rent one arm every night, which he felt was another unequal treaty newly born in Shenzhou.