Yang Zhi's whole body was soaked in icy water. He fought a cold war and awoke from a tranceful nightmare state.
Next to him, Kong Xuyang frowned and looked at Yang Zhi, who was squatting next to him: "What's the matter with you, you just didn't stand by your heart?"
Yang Zhi shook his head vigorously, trying to wake him up, his pale face squeezed out a reluctant smile: "... I don't know what happened, the more I digest Bai Liu's memory, the easier it is to sink into his. In my memory, it never was like this before..."
"His memory is strange, there are three folding areas."
Speaking of Bai Liu, Kong Xuyang raised some interest: "What folding area? Weakness? The ** part?"
"It's not..." Yang Zhi frowned, "It feels like a covered memory, and another layer of memory overlap is formed on the memory. When I digested it, I found it very strange, like eating twice at the same time. Segment of memory."
Kong Xuyang raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it just that Bai Liu's memory was erased three times and re-knitted?"
"Even the memory has been touched by people. Bai Liu's life is really confusing." Kong Xuyang smiled meaningfully, "Anyway, the monster we are standing by hasn't moved yet. Tell me carefully."
After finishing speaking, Kong Xuyang sat on the ground and put on a gossip expression that looked at the excitement with malicious intent: "I haven't heard one thing that makes me happy tonight. What disgusting thing is in Bai Liu's memory? Tell me. Makes me happy."
Yang Zhi took a look at Kong Xuyang's face, and said carefully: "Bai Liu first experienced this memory folding phenomenon when he was fourteen years old. He originally grew up in a private orphanage."
"Bai Liu has suffered a lot of discrimination and torture in the private orphanage." Yang Zhi's expression became a little uncomfortable. He seemed to feel cold and rubbed his arms subconsciously. "The dean over there doesn't like him and often uses various Reasons to punish him, such as temporarily increasing Bai Liu’s tasks, and then saying that he did not complete housework or study tasks on time, and then let Bai Liu stand barefoot in a bucket in a snowy day in winter, or let him shovel ice in sub-zero temperatures. Clean the pond behind the orphanage."
Kong Xuyang narrowed his eyes slightly and whistled happily: "A standard loser's childhood, then what?"
"But these memories were modified and overwritten by someone. The last memory left by Bailiu was that he grew up to 18 years old in a public welfare institution with strict management and good treatment of children. He has not been abused or tortured. The teacher and the dean are also good to Bai Liu, but they often feel headaches for Bai Liu's rebellion." Yang Zhi said.
"Tsk." Kong Xuyang narrowed his mouth boredly. "The abuse that is not remembered is boring. There is no way to cause continuous trauma to people. What about Bai Liu's second memory folding?"
Yang Zhi's expression gradually became strange: "Bai Liu's second memory overlap occurred at the age of eighteen, a few months before the college entrance examination."
"College entrance examination?" Kong Xuyang's expression showed complacency and contempt, "We checked Bai Liu's college entrance examination score, which is only over 400 points, which is much lower than mine."
"It seems that even if you don't know which senior player from an unknown source has shown kindness to modify the memory, to avoid the so-called [childhood trauma], Bai Liu still can't support the wall with mud, and the loser is the loser."
"No." Yang Zhi couldn't help refuting, "Bai Liu's score was worse than this at first, and he could only score more than 300 points on the test."
Now even Kong Xuyang was surprised: "More than three hundred? Did he not study in high school for three years?"
"Almost. From memory, Bai Liu never listened to class, and basically went to bed as soon as class. Although he was taught by his good friend Lu Yizhan for a while, he quickly regained his attitude." Yang Zhi said, "Studying late. Basically all escaped, escaped to play games."
"In the third year of high school, Bai Liu received a major disciplinary action, which was included in the file and was criticized by the whole school. After that, Bai Liu's grades continued to decline severely."
"As for Bai Liu's score, he couldn't even get half of his total score. Is there any room for decline?" Kong Xuyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "What punishment has he been punished?"
Yang Zhi said: "To trick students into stealing money from their homes, gambling and fighting, involving tens of thousands of dollars, almost went to jail."
"In the end, the other parent didn't call the police and chose to be private. After Bai Liu was severely criticized, he bowed his head and apologized to that classmate. He was recorded as a serious offense."
"Originally, Bai Liu was to be expelled, but at that time, there were two top students in their school, Fang Dian, who was the first one, and Lu Yizhan, who was in the top ten for a long time, and the school said that if Bai Liu was to be expelled, they would drop out and leave with Bai Liu. After weighing it up, I chose to let Bai Liu stay in school for inspection."
"The one who called Fang Dian also charged Bai Liu for tricking into gambling. He and Bai Liu were convicted of a major demerit. The two went to the national flag stand and read the review book in front of the school. They almost took the blame on themselves. The school was forced to keep Bai Liu."
"But after that, Bai Liu's score dropped to more than two hundred. Although he didn't study hard, he hadn't had anything to do with him. Everyone around him was pointing at him. He went to the bathroom and returned to the desk and the bedroom was gone. People’s bed gets dirty all the year round, splashing all kinds of water or something, it’s campus bullying, right?"
"But Bai Liu's reaction was dull. He didn't care at all. When the desk was gone, he would switch to another classroom and continue to sleep. No matter how high he was or what class he was in, he would turn over the dormitory or go to the Internet cafe to sleep overnight."
Kong Xuyang tweeted a few times: "It's completely social."
Yang Zhi's expression became more and more strange: "But at this time, a person suddenly appeared in Bai Liu's memory."
"Or it can’t be said to be a person. This person can only be seen by Bai Liu, and no one else can see it. It is like a companion ghost, or the kind that a child who is so lonely that there is a problem will imagine it [only Friends I can see]."
"This ghost accompanies him in silence. He goes in and out with him every day. Bai Liu doesn't drive away. Every night he squats like a dog in front of Bai Liu's sleeping chair to guard him, occasionally leaning his head on Bai Liu and hugging him. sleep together."
Kong Xuyang sneered: "Bai Liu's brain has a problem, right? It's normal. It's a strange thing that he doesn't have a brain problem in this experience."
"...I don't know if it is Bai Liu's brain problem, or my brain problem, eating too much memory or confused." Yang Zhi inserted his hair with ten fingers, clasped it tightly, lowered his head and muttered to himself suddenly:
"This ghost suddenly appeared at the end of Bailiu's high school period, a friend who didn't know if he had imagined it..."
"—Looks exactly like the spades."
Kong Xuyang asked silently: "...What?!"
The other end.
Bai Liu led Mu Sicheng, bypassed the weir pond, walked over the dry stone bridge, and followed the path in the TV screen all the way to a barren mountain covered with graves.
The tomb bags are large and small, both new and old. Just after the Qingming Festival, there are still unburnt paper money next to many tomb bags. Half-burned red and white candles are inserted in the ground. Next to them, there are grotesque-looking dead trees. After a few strings of firecrackers were exploded, the surviving money was scattered all over the ground.
The nearer tomb bag seems to be a person from Yinshan Village who was recently buried. A marble tombstone was erected in a more modern way, and the epitaph and black and white photographs were neatly engraved on it with a laser.
And there is nothing farther away, only a bare grave. If you are lucky, you can find a simple tombstone next to it that has been eroded by wind and rain so that you can't read the writing-a wooden board that has been inscribed.
Mu Sicheng held the camera in night vision mode and carefully patted the tombstones of these graves on the green screen.
In the dark mountains and old forests, under the green light and shadow, the gray-haired and neatly smiling old people on the tombstone photos seem to be staring at the two uninvited guests who are coming to throw their graves. Their faces were originally buried in the soil for peace. The amiable smile became bitterly bitter and resentful.
Mu Sicheng folded his hands in prayer, and said in a low voice: "If you offend, you must be offended. Don't blame it."
"Mu Sicheng, come and take a picture here." Bai Liu waved in the distance.
Mu Sicheng carefully stepped across the tomb bag and held up the camera to take a picture of Bai Liuzhi's place. He squinted his eyes: "What is this?"
On the ground, there are three white porcelain wine glasses facing these tombs, and there is a little gray liquor in them. There are three plates of raw meat with different colors and textures on the side. Incense, two candles, and a small coin dress are burning faintly.
"This is a device for [borrowing Yincai]. Someone came to the mass grave before me. The place where most of the people in Yinshan Village was actually buried was set up. All of this was done and the Yin Qi and Yin Cai were borrowed. Now I can't borrow money from this place anymore, I can't complete the task." Bai Liu raised his head to look at Mu Sicheng.
Mu Sicheng gritted his teeth: "Damn, Kong Xuyang is doing something again!"