Chapter 12 Novella Workaround - 2

(two) By the time Shu Yi's frail body was struggling to recover, it was autumn and September.All the impressions about the climate disappeared from the memory of the posthumous description. She looked at the golden sunshine outside the window, and she couldn't decide whether to go back to her old job and record the weather overview.Aunt Peng has been taking care of her during her illness, coming to the house every day to help her cook medicine and food.Shuyi wondered, what kind of feelings does this woman have for her?Is she friend or foe? One day, she was sitting under the locust tree at the door and looking at the sky lazily, that young man appeared again.

"I've been to Xinghua Village Hotel, thanks to you for taking care of my sister and changing her life a lot." He said. "What's wrong with her? Don't you plan to leave that boss?" Shu Yi asked lightly. "She's dying. She's sick, and the boss's two older sisters will watch her through her last days." The young man seemed to be laughing. "Those old women? How horrible! They must have wanted her dead?" "Maybe. But my sister can't do without those two now. The three of them plan impossible things together all day long. My sister, she has her own dream, and we shouldn't disturb her."

Shu Yi looked at him, and the way he turned around reminded Shu Yi of the metaphor: a fish in the deep sea.This is the real fish, he came to Shuyi full of memories, irresistible.However, he didn't go away, he turned a circle, stopped not far from the surname, and covered the sun with his hands.Pedestrians passed in front of him, and someone knocked him down to the ground. He supported himself with one hand, and slowly stood up again.His whole body was shaking, and Shu Yi secretly exerted strength for him in his heart.How weak he was, how he had become after a summer without seeing him.She quietly moved the chair she was sitting on, and sat down until her back was facing the young man.But it was useless, she knew that the previous situation had happened again, he must be looking at the window of her house, and looking in from that window, all her secrets could be seen at a glance.In that dark corner of the hotel, what exactly is Meihua planning?Is she anxious?It turned out that the two old women were also her accomplices.Meihua can't do without them now, it must be a plan in her heart that must be realized through them, the three of them are very closely entangled.Thinking about the plum blossom, Shu Yi temporarily forgot about the young man in front of him, immersed in the atmosphere of the lemon tree.She couldn't help but said: "This kind of thing really happens at any time." In order to sink deeper, she simply closed her eyes and recalled what the two old women said that night.A miracle happened, the whispers that she couldn't hear at the time actually made her remember exactly now.

In that room, the taller old woman hunched over her mouth with her hand and said: "Is this person asleep or not?" "Actually, she won't really fall asleep until tomorrow morning, and now she's just getting ready." The chunky one said disdainfully. Then he said a lot, and the general meaning was to discuss Shuyi's physical problems.Whenever the taller old woman wanted to draw conclusions, the chunky one stopped her, saying it was too early, because everything was hard to see through.As they spoke, the two bent down to clear a large package again, making the sound of pages being turned.It was pitch black in the room at that time, how could they read books?But the two old ladies were indeed arguing about a book, and one of them kept citing classics and playing with them, appearing to be extremely active in thinking.

When these memories were revived in Shu Yi's mind, the sun at eight o'clock just rose from the roof of the tofu house, casting long rays of light on Shu Yi's face, giving her a feeling of floating in the light.She further thought, maybe in this kind of light, no matter what kind of details can be remembered.When she thought this way, the age spots on the face of the taller old lady could be clearly seen, and there was a wart on the left nasal groove, and the smell of soap wafted out from her clothes.She was turning the pages of the book, yawning, still entangled in the question of whether she fell asleep or not, as if she wanted to use a certain passage in the book to prove it, her arched back was full of anxiety.At the same time, Shu Yi heard the cries of vendors selling pig blood soup on the street.Where was he at that time?It seems to be lying on the bed and dreaming, but it seems that he is not on the bed, but at the door of the room, standing against the door frame, with the travel bag under his feet, ready to leave at any time.She wanted to tell them that she was not asleep at all, but unfortunately she couldn't make a sound anyway.

What happened that night a few months ago must be an omen, it repeatedly surfaced on the surface of memory, sometimes turned into a lemon tree, sometimes turned into a shadow of a certain shape, with a kind of indomitable energy.But before I got sick, that matter was always a blur, and I let this blur stay in my heart and let it fend for itself.And now, the details are too clear, but this clarity doesn't make sense to her.It's so pointless.She tried her best to capture every detail, thinking and thinking, individual details are still details, but her nerves were exhausted.Is the owner of Xinghua Village a young man or an old man?If the three sisters opened such a roadside hotel, as Meihua's brother said, what would it mean?From this, I thought of the silent person that Meihua said swam like a fish. Could it be that the function of the hotel is to turn people into fish?The memory is blocked, and the darkness is overwhelming, and the bright light outside can't do anything.Shu Yi reluctantly opened his eyes, saw the young man standing not far in front of her again, Shu Yi turned his back again, this time, she dragged a chair into the room.She saw a layer of dust on the table, and she still vividly remembered the situation of herself sitting at the table taking notes, but at this moment, she was already thinking about disposing of the notebooks in the wooden box.

Aunt Peng quickly agreed to Su Yi's request, so fast that Shu Yi was a little embarrassed, and she looked at her very sharply, which made Shu Yi regret that he should not tell her. She didn't want to do this during the day, she asked Aunt Peng to wait until midnight, she chose a moonless night.Aunt Peng looked at her sarcastically and said: "Is that young man thinking about this too?" The autumn wind was blowing in the dark night, and when the notebook was burning, it illuminated Aunt Peng's deformed face.She flipped through the pages with a pair of tongs, grinning savagely, and Shu Yi was suddenly filled with hatred for her.Shu Yi turned her back to face the dark night, she really wanted to go far away, but at this moment, she felt more clearly than ever that she and the place under her feet had become one.How can she walk away?Of course I can't go away.Suppose she went away to a certain village, would Aunt Peng forget her?Conversely, she will not forget Aunt Peng.She didn't turn into those fish like Meihua said. She went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables every day, and had a real connection with the hawkers there. This connection, like the relationship with Aunt Peng, was the root of her life here. .A puff of smoke made her cough, and she turned around to see that Aunt Peng had extinguished the fire, and the half-burned paper was smoking, and the wind blew paper dust everywhere.Shu Yi hastily covered his nose with his hands.

"With such a strong wind, it is difficult to burn them through. Why do you have to be so serious, just sweep them into the trash can and forget about them. There may be some good people looking for these things you recorded , but who can understand? So don't take it so seriously." Aunt Peng threw away the tongs and staggered away, as if she was drunk. Shu Yi stood alone by the side of the road, waiting for the dots of red fire to be completely extinguished.After waiting for a while, she entered the house, took out a big bamboo basket, and put these burned books and ashes on the ground into the basket one by one. Several times, the ashes dazzled her eyes, and tears burst into tears. flowed down.She had no choice but to run back into the house, rinse it under the tap, and deliver it with a 锡胏绱? After returning several times, she dragged the basket in and put it in the corner of the room.When she finally rested, looking at the baskets in the corner, she felt that this matter was only half done, but she didn't want to do it anymore.She didn't intend to throw the things in the basket to the garbage station, just let them sit there.Many years ago, she learned the flute, but she stopped learning it later. Isn't that flute still hanging on the wall?She was even a little surprised how she could burn these books on a whim.She has changed so much this year, and she will make some brave moves unexpectedly.And the weather is also very strange. Since the beginning of autumn, it has been this golden sunny day every day without any change. Sometimes she feels that instead of making records, she might as well go to memory for fun.Now as soon as she closed her eyes, some vivid and meaningless details would appear. She no longer troubled by the meaninglessness of those details.What I remember the most is the night at the Xinghuacun Hotel. That unforgettable night is pregnant with countless details. As long as I close my eyes, they will come out continuously.Yesterday, for example, she remembered a forgotten detail. When she woke up from the dream of the lemon tree, she saw the owner and receptionist of the hotel, the skinny man, walking into the boiling water room on the first floor. , he held a large porcelain cup in his hand, as flexible as a cat, he turned on the faucet, but no water came out of the faucet, he stood holding the cup in front of the empty faucet for a long time, and suddenly let out a short laugh , and then slipped out of the boiling water room, and he disappeared along the corridor after a while.Shuyi thought hard, where was he standing at that time?He must be standing in the corridor, otherwise how could he see this man?Shuyi could smell the sweat from the man at that time, but she didn't expect him to disappear so quickly.He may have entered a certain room, or he may have gone outside, but he did not make a sound.After this, the man's two older sisters talked about her for a while, and Shuyi heard them call her life "shady life", and they also talked about their brother's "strange will", saying that this will Everyone must be killed.But there was no complaint in their tone. Not only did they not complain, but they also appeared to be very excited. The taller one flipped the book in his hand, and the shorter one illuminated the pages with a flashlight. The white-haired heads huddled together, moving their long-nailed fingers between the rows on the book, muttering words.When the two old women were doing these tricks, Shu Yi remembered that she was indeed on the bed, and she really wanted to talk to them, but she fell asleep as soon as she moved, and she didn't want to fall asleep, she wanted to find something, so she even Don't even dare to turn over.Xinghua Village is like a deep sea area below 10,000 meters. It is difficult for humans to understand what happened in that place. How will the plum blossoms that come out of it live in the world?

In the second half of the night after burning the notebook, Shu Yi slept unexpectedly soundly.She was awakened by the sound of firecrackers outside the door, and it was already ten o'clock in the morning.As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the young man's face on the window, and she quickly got up to open the door.The young man entered the room and sat down without a word, his face showing traces of insomnia.Shu Yi hastily made the bed, went to pour him a glass of water, and heard him say behind his back: "Now we're both remembering the same thing." Shu Yi turned back to face the young man, and saw his eyes sweeping back and forth over the baskets in the corner of the room.

"You can take a look." She said jokingly. "What are you looking at? Do you think I still can't figure out what you've written? There are some people with high hearts who spend their lives writing meaningless records. You sit at a table and write, I can tell what you're writing by the way your arm moves. You've struggled for years, haven't you?" "But it's over, it's all turned into ashes." Shu Yi refuted him unconvinced. "You are so stubborn." Shuyi went to the kitchen to make breakfast, brought it into the room, and ate with the young man.

The young man showed his big white teeth while eating, and he ate absent-mindedly, as if he didn't have any affection for food and was just completing a task.Shu Yi looked at him and thought of a question: "How do you solve the problem of eating when you are wandering outside?" The young man stopped chewing, smiled slyly, and said: "It's not just wandering, there are other things. As for eating, when you don't think about it, you will naturally lose your appetite. Eating is not a problem for me at all, I just pick it up in the trash something to eat." His pale hand holding the chopsticks made another movement that disgusted Shuyi, she quickly looked away, wondering if this person's hands are always so disgusting?She wanted to ask about his heart, but felt that this was going too far, so she swallowed the words that came to her mouth.Shuyi wanted to experience the feeling of a person without appetite, but after thinking for a while, she still couldn't feel that feeling, so she felt again that she could only be an ordinary person.Although she thinks that she has been in love with this young man for a long time, but now that he is sitting at her house eating, she does not have the slightest feeling of familiarity. Looking at his hands, she is a little dazed, and remembers many questions that she plans to ask him. Incredible.She wanted to say to him: "You always have a place to live, right?" Then she felt that this sentence was really stupid, so of course she didn't say it.After the meal was over, Shu Yi still felt that there was an abyss between the two of them, which both frustrated her and made her feel lucky.When she went to the kitchen to put away the dishes, she hoped that the young man would leave for a while, and hoped that he would stay and talk to her for a while, but she was very upset and dissatisfied with herself.Back in the room, I saw that he had fallen asleep on the table.Shuyi didn't expect him to be like this, looking at his stalk-like slender legs, waves of pity arose in her heart.She had no children, and she felt that this young man was somewhat like her spiritual son.If she had a son like this, maybe she would have this kind of anticipation and weariness?The young man fell asleep, but his hands were still wriggling restlessly, and Shu Yi occasionally saw goose bumps on his body.His limp, gray hair was like a superfluous, worn-out look.Standing in the room, Shu Yi didn't know what to do. Maybe she should wake up the young man, but that didn't fit her character.After thinking about it, she decided to go to the vegetable market. She bought a catty of meat, and vaguely felt that the young man should have lunch at her house, although his teeth frightened her, she couldn't drive him away when it was time to eat, right?Thinking of those teeth chewing on the trash can is disgusting, could he have an infectious disease?After he left, the dishes and chopsticks had to be sterilized with high temperature.Before he knew it, he walked in front of the vegetable vendor again, who immediately became flustered when he saw her coming. "There are distinguished guests at home, so we must buy more vegetables and treat them well." He chose a lot of vegetables and put them into the basket without any explanation. Shu Yi was secretly surprised, looked at the vegetable vendor carefully, and saw his calm face. "How do you know I have a visitor?" "Ha! I guessed it! You put a catty of meat in your basket. You buy vegetables every day. An old lady, do you need to buy so much meat? When I saw you bought meat, I thought to myself: Is there any customer? OK." Shu Yi frowned, thinking that this guy really should not be underestimated, but every word he said made sense.Ever since Shu Yi found out about his relationship with Aunt Peng, their relationship has been reversed.He is still the same, he is still talkative, he still plays tricks when he sells vegetables to her, but Su Yi himself has changed, she no longer has that sense of superiority, she has become submissive, swallowing her anger, she does not know how she changed In this way, I also hate myself in my heart. When she left foolishly with the big basket of vegetables, the vegetable vendor yelled at her back: "Treat your guests well!" Passers-by turned around to look at her, and her face turned red, feeling that she was really shameless. Hurrying home, the young man had already left, and there was a row of his vomit on the ground, exuding a terrible stench.Shu Yi hurriedly went to the kitchen to get a handful of coal ash in a dustpan, held his nose and poured the coal ash on the dirt, then swept it up, and immediately took it to the garbage station to throw it out.After doing all this, I was already sweating a little.The stench lingering in the room was disgusting, so she opened all the windows and doors, and sat on the side of the street by herself.Imagine the situation of the young man a little bit, and the resentment towards him dissipated in my heart.This poor guy is lingering in some corner, with such a strange smell coming out of his stomach, isn't he dying?As soon as she recalled the face of the young man, her heart became confused, and she entered the artistic conception of that evening in spring.Her nostrils discerned in the air again, and this time she distinguished clearly. The fragrance wafting in the air was the fragrance of orange blossoms, but this is not the season for oranges to bloom. The orange tree is beginning to bear fruit.She thought about it repeatedly, but she couldn't imagine how she would go out of her body that evening.She is not a person who loves to travel, that is, she did it a few times when she was young, and never again.One thing she loves to say to Aunt Peng is: "There are the same scenery everywhere, there is really nothing to see." At that time, Aunt Peng retorted that there is another kind of travel, which she has never experienced before.Shu Yi asked her what kind of travel she was, but she didn't want to tell her. She only said that people always stop to look at the compass during that kind of travel, and they eat sour plums non-stop.Does what happens on a spring night count as "another kind of travel"?Compass and sour plum are just Aunt Peng boasting.Aunt Peng probably already anticipated what happened to her, and besides, her younger sister saw her distressed appearance in the car, so she must tell her sister.After all, I still can't escape her palm.Auntie Peng is not as shrewd as hereditary studies. No matter what whimsical things she does, it is always commonplace for Aunt Peng. Before she opens her mouth, Aunt Peng has already come to a conclusion.She often does some things behind Aunt Peng's back and thinks it's a secret, but Aunt Peng is not interested at all, she only mentions it occasionally in the conversation, pointing out how meaningless those things are, so Shuyi asked in surprise where she got the news .At this time, Aunt Peng yawned and told her that she never investigated other people's affairs, and she didn't have that kind of leisure. She has lived to this age, has experienced everything, and remembers everything, and she can mess up others with a little calculation. Clearly. "You live in chaos." She finally sneered at the last sentence.In my last thoughts, chaos may be an advantage. Meihua and her brother are likely to be the type who have figured out the truth, and such people are bound to have a short life.And she herself, who has lived for more than sixty years, still looks like she still has more to say.When it comes to Aunt Peng, she is another type. Aunt Peng never tries to find out, but is almost like a prophet, so the tone of her ridicule is also very suspicious.She is also good at pretentiousness, and it is almost impossible to guess her original intentions.The cars driving back and forth emitted a strong smell of gasoline, which drove away the smell of orange blossoms. The old man who came out of the official's mansion staggered, bumped into the wall like a drunk, and then slowly moved forward while leaning on the wall.The words "another kind of travel" came to Shuyi's mind again.How many fish-like people are there in this city?After returning from Plum Blossoms, Shu Yi's eyesight changed, she could see the posture of "fish" in almost everyone now, and she felt that this kind of eyesight was a bit scary.It was impossible for her to figure out what kind of dream Mei Hua had in her heart, but now she began to miss her in her heart again. She was sitting behind the counter, knitting, and she looked much better than last time, which showed that her brother was talking nonsense.But her appearance made Shuyi feel strange, and felt that it did not match her memory. "Are you staying at the hotel again? Do you want to return to the dreamland?" Mei Hua glanced at her. "Actually, I just wanted to see you." "I'm very busy now, and I'm only free at night, so you can stay here." She said bluntly. With a sound, the key was thrown over. "You haven't paid the last time!" Shu Yi was dazed, and somehow walked into the room where he lived last time.After sitting on the edge of the bed to calm down, I realized that I didn't intend to stay in a hotel at all.Didn't she bring nothing for travel?He also felt that there was no need to worry so much, since she said just now that she was only free at night, let's wait until night and see what happened to her.She washed her face from the bathroom and returned to the room, only to find that night had fallen.It seems to get dark earlier here.After a while she felt sleepy, but she didn't want to take off her coat to sleep because the mattress on the bed had a suspicious smell.She fell asleep with her clothes on two big pillows.This time I fell asleep until dawn.After waking up and rubbing my eyes, even I felt embarrassed, why did I sleep so hard, what if Meihua came?I got up and saw that there was another person on that bed, also sleeping with clothes on, and it was Meihua. "Plum blossoms!" she called. "Ah, you woke up so early." Mei Hua stretched her waist and sat up, "I talked with you for so long at night, but your spirit is still so good." "But I didn't wake up at night, how can you say that." "You did talk to me." Plum Blossom said solemnly. She was lying on the bed with her back arched, and Shu Yi felt that she looked like a leopard. "Are you doing well here?" "I look forward to leaving this consumptive boss and his two old maid sisters every day." There was a hint of coquettishness in her voice. "Why don't you go?" "Why don't you go?" she echoed. "Can't you figure it out at all?" "Because of hatred? Because of fear? Because of desire for revenge, or because of helplessness?" Shu Yi struggled to turn his dull brain. "Can't it be because of love?" She said mockingly loudly, "For decades, if you stay in such a deadly place, what else can you do for it?!" "So you love your boss. Your brother told me you were very sick." "So did he. We've recently started supporting each other. This place is horrible, and I've had to talk non-stop at night. Since the last time you left the hotel, all the conflicts have intensified, and now people are calling our place ghosts Valley." At this moment her face looked radiant in the morning light, and Shu Yi remembered that he had seen this face, right behind the lemon tree.At that time, the sun was bright red, the sky was high and far away, only the whispering of two old women came from the ground, which rose and fell.Outside the window, it was already bustling with tofu vendors yelling loudly, and cars could be heard coming and going.Shu Yi felt that it was time for her to go. She already understood some details, and that was enough.It seems that it was not a coincidence that she came here to stay at that time. This matter may have been thought of by her for decades, but she just didn't implement it. When she walked out of the hotel, she looked back at the house and saw three people looking at her from the window on the third floor.That's right, the three sisters.She quickly lowered her head and walked quickly.Along the way, she became frivolous and extremely flexible.She imagined herself as a fish swimming in the trenches of the ocean floor.After walking for a long time, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to pay the hotel.Didn't you also pay last time?It was already clear that this was not accommodation in the general sense, and there was a risk of death in this kind of thing.Shu Yi once again felt how strange the composition of the world is.There are many, many things that will not show up until she is old. Before that, they have been hidden in the dark world of the seabed. She can't explore their laws. A manifestation is all by surprise.How is the world under the sea and the world above ground connected?Why do fish-like human species appear?A sentence appeared in Shu Yi's mind: "The double life that started with recording the weather overview will continue with a comprehensive sinking, and the sinking is actually the essence." Shu Yi didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but she was swimming in the air. She moved faster, and she no longer needed to worry about it. She was carried forward by an invisible air current, and her body did not swing at all. Aunt Peng stayed at the door of her house, when she saw the old woman Shuyi trotting over, her defiant look made her lower her head and laugh "chichi".Thirty years ago, Shu Yi often ran like this. At that time, I even accused her of being artificial.At that time, the posthumous statement was not so conceited, but a little panicked and desperate. She stopped in front of Aunt Peng, with a blush rarely seen in the elderly. "There are such people who live in a place called Ghost Valley." "There are many places like that in the city." Aunt Peng looked at her with a smile, "You will recognize them slowly." Aunt Peng stood up, enthusiastically took Su Yi's arm, and said loudly, "I want to take you to meet someone!" What happened later was like a dream. The two of them walked into the courtyard of the official's house at the intersection of the street.This is a huge courtyard, and Shuyi has never entered it.The thousand-year-old trees dimmed the light, and there were pomegranate forests and water bamboos below, and the birds were singing happily. "Isn't it appropriate for us to break in like this?" Shu Yi said suspiciously.Aunt Peng dragged her along the path non-stop, and they reached the end after a while.At the end is a gazebo, a birdcage hangs in the gazebo, and two unknown birds with beautiful colors are singing happily.The two of them sat down in the gazebo, Shu Yi looked up, and found that she could not see the sky at all, and the dense leaves of the towering trees made the garden gloomy, and she even got goose bumps. "Where is the master?" "The master disappeared years ago, turned into a shadow or something. I mean his soul. Of course he is still in the house. In the innermost miscellaneous room, there are two servants who serve him. If you Yes, I'll take you to see him, he won't recognize you, he won't recognize anyone, it doesn't matter, we can talk to him." They went around to the back door of the owner's house. The weeds in front of the door were as tall as a person, and the overgrown bushes sealed the door. Aunt Peng used the wooden stick she picked up to open the way, and then used the wooden stick to pound the door hard. There were bloodstains all over her face.After pounding for a long time, there was no answer, so she turned to the window again and smashed a piece of glass with a stick, at this time there was movement in the door.An extremely fat old woman with a drowsy expression opened the door with difficulty. She stood there with her face upturned, not looking at them, and her hands were groping in front of her.In my last thoughts, maybe she was blind.Aunt Peng dragged Shuyi into the door and walked straight in.They went through one door and another, and finally walked to the bottom, and came to a very narrow room, so small that after a narrow bed was placed in the room, people had to turn sideways to get in.White curtains like shrouds hang straight from the high ceiling to the ground, and outside the window are birds and flowers.The person lying on the bed was that young man, his face was expressionless, only his eyes were rolling.His flat body was tightly covered by thin silk, but one foot stuck out, it was a terrible foot.Much like a plaster cast. "He has been dying, isn't it a wonderful feeling?" Aunt Peng said softly. "I recognize him." "Nonsense! He never goes out, and has been lying in this bed almost all his life. How did you ever see him?" "Maybe what I saw was his ghost." Aunt Peng bent down and said into the young man's ear; "The butterfly flew into the house!" The young man's eyes were still rolling, looking indifferent.Shu Yi secretly opened the curtain beside him.She saw the old woman hiding behind the bushes, her fat body quickly concealed.It turned out she wasn't blind at all.The air in the room gradually became cloudy, and the room was well sealed.Shu Yi smelled the smell from the stomachs of herself and Aunt Peng, and she thought that the two of them belonged to the type of pickled old woman, while the young man lying in front of her had no body odor.Recalling his original concern for him, Shu Yi was a little surprised.She felt the young man's foot sticking out of the quilt moving, but she didn't dare to look, she turned her face and stared at the empty wall.Why doesn't Aunt Peng leave?Aunt Peng sat on the edge of the wooden bed, motionless in a daze.Shu Yi sniffed, but he could no longer smell the refreshing fragrance of flowers when he first came in.The two of them completely polluted the air.Now she didn't want to speak anymore, she kept loathing herself in her heart, and her head was a little dizzy.The three of them remained silent for an unknown amount of time before someone walked over from outside the door.Aunt Peng jumped up and opened the door, and saw the fat old woman squatting on the floor of the big house in front. "What are you doing?" Aunt Peng asked, "Caught three poisonous butterflies that broke into the house just now to lay their eggs." The fat woman raised the small net in her hand.When Shu Yi saw the dark mass in the net, he immediately felt terrified. "Are there any poisonous butterflies outside?" Shu Yi stared at the net, his voice trembling. The fat woman didn't bother to answer her, but opened the net.Three black clouds rose up in the room, and the flapping of their great wings could be heard.At one point Shu lost a scream as she felt herself stung in the face, and covered her face with her hands and ran forward, ashamed to death.After running outside the house, Shu Yi kept saying to Aunt Peng: "I met a ghost! I met a ghost!" Aunt Peng hated the impulse to tell the will, and she seemed reluctant to leave. She slipped to the window outside the small room where the young man lay, and wanted to look in from there, but unfortunately the window was so tightly covered that she couldn’t see anything. arrive.She walked back dejectedly, and when she saw that Shu Yi's face was red and swollen, she showed an angry look, stomping her feet and cursing.Although she pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, Shu Yi also heard that she was obviously scolding herself, so she just followed behind Shu Yi with cursing.On the way back, the above-mentioned survivor neither paid attention to the trees nor listened to the birdsong. She covered one side of her face, as if it was the end of the world.After walking out of the dark woods, she didn't want to look back any more. The scene inside the official's mansion was an eye-opener for Shuyi.Thinking of all these fascinating things being linked together, the statement was completely confused.She has lived here for many years, and she has never been interested in the things inside that black gate. She passes by there on weekdays, and only sees some cars going in and out. It would be such a desolate place.That night, Shu Yi had a dream. In the dream, hundreds of black butterflies flew towards her from among the towering old trees. The poisonous powder blinded her eyes, and she groped to go out.The fat woman's aging voice rang in my ears: "It's okay, it's me who is blind, not you, you're fine." Her words had a strange calming effect on Shu Yi, and Shu Yi touched those cold old hands, and felt a little bit The son walked out the door.A few days later, Aunt Peng told Shu Yi that the young man had been buried beside the gazebo. He was not completely dead at the time, and the two old servants couldn't wait to bury him.The two birds were frantically jumping around in the cage when he was buried. "That's fine. It will disappear without leaving a trace." Aunt Peng said with relief.But he did not disappear from the memory of the posthumous description. On rainy days or sunny days, she still sat in front of the window in a daze, her eyes fixed on the front. After a while, she finally dumped the ashes from the basket of notebooks in the corner of the room.Looking at her thin and aging figure in the mirror, she felt that she was eager to try again.Why not try the same?Like doing it at home?However, she knew that her old friend, Aunt Peng, would never get rid of her. No matter how she pretended to be deaf and dumb, Aunt Peng always calmly reminded her of her own existence and told her silently that people who lived in this kind of ordinary bungalows lived at the same time. Everyone is inextricably linked, it is impossible to do that kind of attempt.Aunt Peng sometimes looked in the mirror with her, criticizing her for making herself so thin, with sarcasm in her criticism.There is another person who can't get rid of it is the vegetable vendor, who still talks non-stop when he sees her, flattering her for a while, and attacking her with sarcasm for a while, as if he is getting endless fun from it.At such times, Shu Yi often temporarily forgets his own heart disease and immerses himself in this kind of psychological game.One day, Shu Yi actually saw Aunt Peng's younger sister at the vegetable vendor's stall. The middle-aged woman said to the vegetable vendor clearly with a cold face: "There are such annoying people everywhere. You can't see them when you look up." I don't know why my face has a fever.This little incident further confirmed Aunt Peng's prediction.Perhaps she should consciously stop wishful thinking. Years of experience told her that things that she thought too much would be difficult to achieve. Now she slept more deeply at night.She imagined herself as a huge plant, and the metaphor reassured her.The time of sleeping is also prolonging, just waking up and falling asleep like this, repeated several times, falling into a deeper place each time, this kind of night practice gradually fascinated her.One day Aunt Peng came into the room and praised her as "refreshing" as soon as she opened her mouth.But she was thinking wishfully: What kind of flowers would the plants rooted in the void bloom?She smirked at Aunt Peng, expressing her gratitude from the bottom of her heart.She also knew that Aunt Peng would not accept her gratitude, but she still couldn't help gushing out those redundant feelings. "You might as well record the weather conditions." Aunt Peng seemed to say it inadvertently. Yeah, why not record it?Was not the caprice of nature the source of her perpetual interest?她这干瘪的躯壳里藏着不可思议的冲动，不就是因为大自然吗？她到底已经获得了多少知识呢？述遗的目光从窗口一直延伸到豆腐坊那里，天空在那屋顶上被切断了，就像人的感觉也总被切断一样。她明白了，现在她要搞另一种样式的记录。 "明天我就去买笔记本。"她冲动地说。 "好。"