A two-story concrete bungalow is eye-catching outside the middle bridge of a row of old-fashioned drill buildings. Zhu Yu and Huo Xiaofang knocked on the door and waited for two or three minutes, but no one answered.
Zhu Yu: "It looks like this kid has run away!" Huo Xiaofang looked around and said, "Go to the neighbor's house and ask!"
Zhu Yu nodded, and the two walked to the east side of the house.
The night came silently, Yang Xiao and Chen Mei went to bed early. The mother and daughter had two beds. Perhaps after playing for a day, they were indeed tired. Chen Mei fell asleep soon.
The light outside the corridor came in through the glass window above the door, and a small light was reflected in the narrow room. Yang Xiao looked sideways at the woman in front of him, and her face appeared in her mind when she was playing today.
The first time she saw her mother smile from the heart today when she grew up, it was also the day she laughed the most, and she laughed with her, but every time she laughed, the blockage and panic in her heart increased.
How long can such days last, three days, five days...
Chen Mei, who was sleeping on the side, spoke softly: "Xiao! I didn't sleep!"
Yang Xiao closed his eyes immediately and did not answer.
The corners of Chen Mei's mouth rose, and her eyes felt a little hot. She turned around, facing Yang Xiao, gently pinning her hair down behind her ears.
When the fingers touched her face, a clear sensation of scratching came, and Yang Xiao's heart seemed to be pierced. She tried her best to stay asleep.
Chen Mei pulled up her slightly lower quilt, and gently touched Yang Xiao's head with her hand.
"Without him, you must be alive!" She slowly retracted her hand, shaking a little. Turning to her side, she got ready, but unexpectedly Yang Xiao rolled over and put her arms on her waist.
Chen Mei sighed softly, wanted to take Yang Xiao's arm, but didn't want her to lean towards her again, as if she was dependent on herself when she was a child, a line of hot water came out of Chen Mei’s eyes, and once the tears started to flow, It is impossible to stop immediately.
She remembered the wonderful feeling of Yang Xiao kicking her life in her belly for the first time, remembering the way she first saw her when she was born, remembering the first time she called to her mother...Mom...Mom, remembering that she started walking for the first time. Step by step, remembering that after she quarreled with Yang Qiang, she always wiped her tears with her small hands. Scene after scene was like yesterday, but the girl in front of her was an adult, and her temples were gray.
There should be a man in a family, but the man in her family is not a person, a person who is not a person, how can he want it! Can't get rid of, only let him not entangle.
The shocked eyes of the man when he fell down appeared in front of her, and she held her daughter's hand tightly.
In confusion, she slowly fell asleep. Yang Xiao opened his eyes, tears streaming like broken lines. The sound of crying can be heard in the dark night, but the sound of tears cannot be heard.
Early in the morning, Lao Xu, who had retired, took the dog for a morning run. As soon as the door opened, the dog sprang out as if he had lost his stiffness. "Da Mao, what are you going to panic!" He locked the door, the wind blew, and a strange smell entered his nasal cavity, his brows wrinkled, and these tenants became less and less hygienic, he muttered Tao.
When I got down to the second floor, I saw Gouzi Damao sniffing in front of the door of 2011, but didn't leave. The unpleasant smell grew stronger and stronger, and he knocked on the door, but no one responded.
"Da Mao, let's go!" Da Mao, the dog, stared straight at the door, letting Old Xu pull and drag it, he wouldn't go.
(End of this chapter)