After procrastinating for a long time, I was afraid that the rabbit would encounter accidents, so I finally decided to go directly into the house.
Breaking into the dark house, Wang Jiexiang spread her legs and put her hands on her hips. Her appearance and lines were extremely rustic.
"Yin Xian! I am the smart one!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the direction of the door behind her was lit up in coordination.
It is the light of the setting sun.
It shines into the room through the dark green window, quietly filling the entire space. The color of the light is a thin orange, but the warm color has no warm temperature.
Wang Jiexiang protected her head and stared straight at her eyes, in case she didn't remember the mission of coming here like last time.
Orange is more intense.
Everywhere you look, is covered with a halo of the old days.
A plastic ceiling fan with blackened blades; a few mottled pieces of the light brown wall have fallen off, exposing the bricks behind; the cold meal is covered with a vegetable cover; a large cabinet with intricate patterns is placed on it. An old-fashioned clock.
She is located in the living room of this old house. The house is quiet, and there seems to be no one there.
Wang Jiexiang patted her little head, which was safe and sound, and was about to explore the room.
"Clang—clang—"
The bell rang, startling her.
The clock chimed seven times in total.
Feeling guilty, Wang Jiexiang always felt that someone was coming soon, so she tiptoed into the room with the open door.
As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a strong smell of medicine.
The house was tidy.
On the bed lay a handful of tickles and several folded men's clothes.
Wang Jiexiang came to the bookshelf that occupied the largest area of the house, and it was full of books.
There was a layer dedicated to kraft paper bags, and she took out a copy. The cover of the paper bag said "teaching plan".
Lesson plan? Is the owner of the room a teacher
She remembered that Yin Xian said that his grandfather was a teacher and he admired him very much.
So this room is probably his grandfather's room.
After closing the door, Wang Jiexiang went to the next room next door.
That room is the toilet.
Wang Jiexiang took the opportunity to look in the mirror.
According to the rule of adding four years every time she enters the room, she is twenty years old in the mirror, which is not much different from her real appearance.
"Where is Yin Xian's room?"
She walks on.
There is a small room with a simple bed and a change of clothes, nothing like it.
Another room was so full of debris that it was uninhabitable.
"found it!"
In the next room opened, stacks of study materials were placed on the desk, with Yin Xian's name written on them.
Wang Jiexiang has gone to so many houses where he lived, and the environment here is the best.
The lighting is good, the house is bright and spacious.
On the bedside table was a photo of an old man hugging a bare-bottomed little Yin Xian, warm and lovely.
The furnishings don't look depressing, not like his childhood apartment, where awards are plastered and everything is meticulously packed.
There is a radio in the room, and there is an old rattan chair beside the desk. There are cattail fans and water glasses on the chair. It seems that some adults will sit here to talk to him and help him with his homework.
It seems that Yin Xian is close to his grandfather for a reason.
The furnishings in the room are all ordinary people's items, not expensive, but everything is simple and detailed, making people feel cordial and comfortable.
Sitting in Yin Xian's seat, Wang Jiexiang blinked dryly.
At first, she worried that she would show up suspiciously at other people's homes and be taken as a thief.
But now, walking through the whole house and meeting people completely, she was at a loss instead.
What should I do
"Traumatic memory..." She recalled the case report she had just read: "What sad things happened to Yin Xian during this period?"
The only thing Wang Jiexiang remembers is that Rabbit told her: His parents divorced, and he lived with his grandfather for two years.
Is it to prevent his parents from divorcing? Find a way to get him to move back to his parents
Shaking her head, Wang Jiexiang stopped her wild thoughts.
According to the experience gained from the "employee dormitory", she should be cautious about her reasoning, and first observe the direction of things without her intervention. A blind analysis is likely to help more and more.
Picking up the book at hand, there was a name written on the cover: No. 2 Middle School, Class No. 1, No. 3, Yin Xian.
"In the third grade of junior high school, the junior high school students are almost home from school at seven o'clock, right?"
Wang Jiexiang scratched the back of her neck, planning to wait for him at home for a while.
From 7:00 to 7:30, she couldn't sit still anymore, so she opened the door and went out to wait in the street.
Waiting and waiting, Yin Xian was still nowhere to be seen.
Wang Jiexiang decided to go to his school.
She is unfamiliar with the place, and she has no money with her, so she can only walk by asking for directions.
"Sister," Wang Jiexiang stopped passers-by with a smiling face, "excuse me, how can I get to No. 2 Middle School from here?"
The eldest sister shook her head: "I don't know."
"Uncle, do you know how to get to No. 2 Middle School?" She asked another person.
Like the elder sister last time, he shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Wang Jiexiang stood on the side of the road with a strange feeling.
Could it be...
She carefully observed the next passer-by who came.
Sure enough, the first eldest sister whom she asked for directions appeared again.
I have encountered it in the staff dormitory dungeon before: the people in the background look ordinary, and their faces are exactly the same. Here is still Yin Xian's spiritual world. His construction of passers-by is the same as his construction of colleagues in the auto repair shop.
Wang Jiexiang asked a few more people patiently, and got the same answer - "I don't know".
The setting sun disappeared and it was completely dark.
She could not know the way to No. 2 Middle School.
I walked to the intersection, afraid of getting lost, afraid of missing Yin Xian, and turned back.
Wang Jiexiang was apprehensive: Will he go home
What if he never comes home
Could something bad have happened to hurt him
She wasn't by his side, let alone helping, she couldn't even see her.
As time passed, the worries deepened.
This boredom of waiting for Yin Xian is very familiar to Wang Jiexiang.
At that time they were together, he was busy socializing, he didn't answer the phone at night, he didn't go home, she was like now, at first she sat at home and waited, and then she waited at the door. The mind is full of terrible things that may happen, and there is nothing to do.
"I broke up with him, why bother? Get him out of this house, and then I ignore him. Let him see a doctor, subconscious, hypnosis, etc., to professional help he."
Wang Jiexiang said harsh words bitterly to regulate the anxiety in her heart.
Time passed slowly.
She waited for the person to change from standing upright to leaning against the wall, then to squatting, and finally sat down on the ground.
Yin Xian didn't wait, but waited for another person he didn't know.
She opened the door with a key and entered Yin Xian's grandfather's house.
- Then who
Her appearance is different from the background people, with distinctive features. Wang Jiexiang had a relationship with Yin Xian's parents in the copy of "Childhood Apartment", and she is not Yin Xian's mother.
Find an excuse to chat and ask, Wang Jiexiang thought so, and finished the draft early.
Clearing her throat, she knocked on his door.
The person inside quickly opened the door and asked her who she was looking for.
"Hello," Wang Jiexiang said with a relaxed tone and a natural expression, "I want to ask, has the child from this family returned home?"
The woman was a little wary: "You are?"
She said the reason she made up just now: "I am your neighbor, and my younger sister takes the same class as Yin Xian from this family. She came home late today, so I came to ask if Yin Xian came back."
"Oh, the kid is going to study by himself at night."
She looked at the clock behind her and told her, "It's almost here, just wait a little longer, don't worry."
"OK."
Wang Jiexiang breathed a sigh of relief.
The woman was about to close the door, but she hurriedly blocked the door panel, wanting to say something more.
"I don't know how many questions you have to ask," the woman cut off her words, "I'm just the caregiver for the elderly in their family."
Wang Jiexiang frowned: "Grandpa Yin Xian's nurse?"
"Yes, I will work until today."
"Why?"
The woman sighed: "The old man passed away today."
"ah?"
Because of the shock, Wang Jiexiang didn't maintain the image of a "strange neighbor" and showed too much concern in an instant.
"Today? What time is it today? Does Yin Xian know? Didn't you go to see him?"
"Oh, girl..." The nurse didn't answer her, and had the intention of chasing away the guests: "I just came back from the hospital, I haven't eaten, I have to pack my things..."
Wang Jiexiang could only nod her head.
"Excuse me, then you are busy."
She walked back to the street and continued to wait for Yin Xian.
The traumatic memory here is undoubtedly the death of his grandfather.
Soon, Yin Xian, a boy with a schoolbag on his shoulders, appeared in her sight.
At this time, he was about the same height as her, wearing a school uniform and sneakers, with fair skin, and short hair that looked soft. He was walking quietly by the side of the road alone, and he looked like a good student, a good boy.
Yin Xian passed by her without looking sideways.
Wang Jiexiang's eyes followed him.
He opened the door to go home, and within a minute after entering, he ran out with a pale face.
She got the answer to the question that the nurse didn't answer: Yin Xian didn't know that his grandpa was gone, and he didn't see the last side of his grandpa.
Wang Jiexiang also panicked.
To be honest, she didn't know how to help him.
The street in front of the door is empty, and there are no cars to stop.
Yin Xian went back and pulled out a broken bicycle from under the stairs of the wooden house. He stepped on it a few times, lost his balance and fell to the road.
He can't ride a bike...
She wanted to step forward to help him, but Yin Xian didn't give her this chance.
He got up by himself, regardless of the bicycle, and ran out of the road with all his strength.
Wang Jiexiang can ride!
According to the original plan, she did not interfere with Yin Xian for the first time and observed the situation. But now... fuck his non-intervention.
She can carry him!
Wang Jiexiang picked up the bicycle. The tires were not very airy, but he could still ride with some effort.
After getting on the bike, she tried her best to catch up with Yin Xian's back.
The wheels of the car began to sink uncontrollably and crooked like being ground on an unreal foam floor.
Wang Jiexiang gritted her teeth, staring at the distant figure, trying to maintain her balance.
"Hello!"
She was sweating profusely, and her vision gradually blurred.
"Yin Xian!"
The street lights on the street were dimmed, and the boy persistently ran towards the twisted, lightless distance.
The ground pulled the wheels and swallowed.
Wang Jiexiang yelled at him: "Don't run away, don't run away, it's dangerous."
She couldn't hear her own voice.
Sound, sweat, all blurred in the thin, gradually rising orange.
It is the light of the setting sun.
Wang Jiexiang gasped for breath and wiped the sweat off her forehead.
As the sleeves wiped the sweat away, they disappeared.
In front of her was a large cabinet with intricate patterns, on which was an old-fashioned clock.
"Clang—clang—"
The clock chimed the time.
Unhurriedly, it rang seven times.