Luo Jian finally remembered where this was. When he saw that person, the memory was spinning in his head. He saw the familiar fields, houses, and the thick and thick stone at the door of his hometown. Dwarf willow. At that time, the road in front of the house had not been built, and the roads were stepped on by the muddy generations of people from one family to the other, which proved the famous saying that there was no road here, and more people walked, so it became a road. out of the way.
Yes, this place is the rural village where Luo Jian lived when he was a child. It is the place where his grandmother stayed, and it is also the small village where he and his cousin Luo Feng (later ghost) lived. His parents were sent to this rural area at the age of 18, and he finished elementary school in a nearby elementary school, and then went to the big city after junior high school.
It was here that his cousin Luo Feng disappeared, completely disappeared from people's sight, and disappeared until now.
Here, it seems to be the beginning of everything.
"Why did I come here?" Luo Jian looked at the familiar house in front of her in a daze. At that time, the houses were all made of yellow bricks and tiles. The buildings were very old. Luo Jian remembered that she lived here when she was a child When it rains, pots and pans must be placed in the house, because the poor roof tiles above the head are not always waterproof.
The water droplets will make the house full of water, and the wet and cold weather will make grandma's legs hurt all the time. At that time, his thirteen or fourteen-year-old cousin would be busy working around, and the chores and housework at home would be done by one hand, while his grandmother would sit in the room and slowly choose vegetables. At that time, grandma had several acres of land, all of which were contracted out, so she could collect some spare money, and several children of grandma could send some money every month. Life was not particularly poor, but there were no delicacies from mountains and seas.
Those days were actually a happy and happy memory for Luo Jian at that time. Although he was in poor health when he was a child, his cousin never disliked him, and always took him to run around and play with other children in the village. Rolling around, climbing trees to dig bird nests, sneaking into other people's cornfields in the middle of the night to steal corn, picking jujube trees planted by others privately; and then catching frogs and snails in the pond.
Luo Jian's cousin took him to do all the things that naughty children did at that time.
But no matter how happy the memories are, looking back now, it is a kind of sadness for Luo Jian now. He is no longer Luo Jian, he changed his skin and stood in this terrible place, looking at the houses and people in the past, no one would recognize him, he will become a person with no past or future .
Luo Jian stood at the door of the old house for a long time, until a childish voice sounded beside him, and the child asked him: "Brother, what are you doing here?"
Luo Jian became dull for a moment, touched the red umbrella in her hand, then opened it, letting the handle of the umbrella rest on her shoulder. Then he lowered his head and looked at the little kid standing beside him.
It was a child about seven or eight years old, short and thin, with little blood on his face, a child who could tell at a glance that he was sick. But the child looked very energetic. He held a small basket in his hand, which contained some fruits, persimmons and dates.
Luo Jian knew that these fruits were given to this child by the family who planted fruit trees next door. I don't know whether it was out of sympathy or something else, because although this sick child was sick, he was very cheerful and loved to laugh. very different.
"Brother, are you lost?" Seeing that Luo Jian hadn't answered, the child opened his eyes innocently and asked him, and then the child looked at the fruits in his basket, and continued, "Brother Feng just asked I want persimmons, do you want persimmons too?"
Luo Jian couldn't help showing a smile to him, reached out and touched his head, and replied: "No, I don't want to eat persimmons."
Then Luo Jian found that his arms were also very thin, and he found that he was only half a head taller than the child in front of him, so he speculated about the age of his body, which might be ten to eleven or twelve years old. Not much bigger than the little kid in front of him.
"Then eat dates! Dates are delicious!" The child persisted in wanting Luo Jian to eat something, and he lifted the basket in his hand, revealing fresh fruits.
Luo Jian couldn't help laughing again, just about to say something, at this time, a boy about fourteen years old came out of the dilapidated house, and shouted as soon as he came out: "Ah Jian, who are you talking to?"
The child pointed to Luo Jian and said to the boy, "Talk to this brother..."
The boy looked left and right, and said inexplicably, "There is no one."
The child was also stunned, and looked back at where Luo Jian was standing, only to find that the little brother who was laughing at him just now had disappeared... No, it wasn't that he was gone, but the child couldn't see him now.
Little Ah Jian scratched her head strangely, and said to herself, "Huh? Where's that brother just now?"
The young man came over. Although he was only fourteen years old, he was very tall. He half squatted in front of his younger brother and touched little Ah Jian's head: "What kind of brother is there?"
"Yes!" Little Ah Jian said confidently, "Just now there was... Well, a brother who is a little older than me and holding a red umbrella is here!"
The boy laughed immediately, and teased him: "Really? That's really scary! It's sunny now! No one would walk around with an umbrella, and it's a red umbrella, maybe it's a ghost!"
"That's not true!" Little Ah Jian shook her head, "Brother is lying! Ghosts don't come out in broad daylight!"
"Why is this impossible?" The boy...that is, Luo Feng continued to laugh, "You think that ghost is holding an umbrella in broad daylight, isn't it just to block the sun?"
These words really scared the child, little Ajian shrank, looked left and right, and stretched out her hand to her cousin: "Brother hug!"
Luo Feng immediately reached out and picked up the child. He was very strong, because he often did farm work and ate a lot. He was tall and strong, and he looked like he doted on his younger brother very much. The look of going to heaven.
"Ah Jian, don't be afraid, brother, my yang energy is upright, ghosts and evil spirits dare not get close... Well, this is what grandma said."
The two brothers walked into the house while talking, but they didn't see the person standing behind them. Of course, he can actually be seen, but his existence has been forgotten the moment he saw it.
So Luo Jian could only hold the umbrella and stare blankly at the backs of the pair of brothers.
Luo Jian stood there for a long time. He didn't know where to go, and he had nowhere to go. Seeing the door of the dilapidated house in front of him was open, he thought for a while, and stepped into the house. The yellow bricks and muddy walls of the old era, the ground is uneven and pitted, and there are wooden tables and long wooden chairs at the entrance, and little Ah Jian's fruit basket was placed on the table just now.
There is the sound of boiling water in the kitchen. Luo Jian glanced at the door when she entered, and saw the two brothers squatting in the kitchen, commenting on a bucket in the kitchen, probably brought back after going to the pond to touch fish, discussing how to cook and eat Woolen cloth.
Luo Jian squinted his eyes and hooked the corners of his mouth. He skipped the kitchen and walked towards the bedroom in the house. He remembered that he lived in the same room with his cousin when he was young, because he was weak at that time, and he kicked and kicked when he was young. The quilt habit, in order to prevent Luo Jian from going to the hospital with a cold and fever, my cousin would always wake up in the middle of the night to tuck him in the quilt.
The layout of the old house was no different from Luo Jian's impression. Rather, he was reminded of a lot of memories by this familiar house. Those things that he had gradually forgotten during the killing slowly came back in his mind, but he felt It's so far away, obviously Luo Jian is already standing here, standing in the most beautiful time in memory.
Luo Jian put down his red umbrella, and he walked to the small table in the room. There were elementary school textbooks on the table. Luo Jian remembered that he used to find excuses not to go to school because of his health. Later, it was him His cousin gave him tutoring... Luo Feng's academic performance is actually very good, if he hadn't been pulled into the secret room later—
Now, it is estimated that he has achieved great success, is a leader in society, and has a perfect family and career.
Luo Jian reached out to touch the textbooks on the table, but before his hands touched the table, he heard footsteps rushing towards the door. Luo Jian turned his head and saw that the boy Luo Feng ran into the room. In the bedroom, I was stunned for a moment when I entered the door, looking at Luo Jian, I was shocked and said: "Who are you? Why did you come into our room?"
Only then did Luo Jian realize that he had put down the umbrella. When he put down the umbrella, his abilities would be temporarily eliminated, and he would naturally appear in front of others.
He had to forget.
Luo Jian thought. He is not a person of this era, nor is he a person of this world. He should not appear here, so it is best not to leave his own traces, let alone try to change the past. Eagle has warned Luo Jian countless times to change the fate of the past, because once the past is changed, the future will definitely change accordingly.
Luo Jian originally wanted Luo Feng to forget the scene of seeing him, but things changed subtly at this moment, because Luo Feng suddenly shouted: "Ah, could it be that you are the one my younger brother kept saying that he saw just now... the brat... The little brother with the red umbrella?"
Luo Feng laughed: "Whose family are you a child nearby? I haven't seen it before."
Luo Jian glanced at him, put up her umbrella again, leaned on her shoulder, turned the handle of the umbrella, stared at Luo Feng's bright eyes, and said softly, "You haven't seen me."
Luo Feng smiled strangely: "How could it be that I haven't seen you?"
doesn't work? This time it was Luo Jian who was surprised. He lowered his head and wondered if there was something wrong with him, but before he figured out what was going on, Luo Feng had already walked towards him.
Maybe it was facing familiar people, Luo Jian lowered his guard, he didn't mind Luo Feng's approaching, until he remembered what Ying said before, "If you go back to the past, then don't let anyone touch your Body. It seemed a little too late for this warning, because Luo Feng had already stretched out his hand and hugged Luo Jian up.
The long-lost embrace.
Luo Jian didn't dare to move at that moment, and let Luo Feng pick him up. Speaking of which, although Luo Jian's body was only about ten years old, he was still very thin, and Luo Feng didn't have to lift him up effortlessly.
Luo Feng patted his head, smiled happily, and said, "Are you here to play with my brother?"
Luo Jian still didn't speak, hesitated for a moment, sighed slightly, and tried again: "Luo Feng, you haven't seen me... Now, put me down and forget about me."
This time the ability seems to have finally worked. Luo Feng was stunned for a while, and then he did put Luo Jian back on the ground, turned around and left without saying a word. Luo Jian saw him walking back to the kitchen, and started talking to his brother again. No matter what topic they talked about, there was endless laughter.