Chapter 29 Twenty-eight, the voice of the night

Gazing at the baby Doremi tableware lined up side by side on the other side of the dining table, I moved my hands mechanically.Chewing slowly.The willow fish tasted good, and the pickled radish tasted good, I couldn't taste anything. In front of me, there was only one of two roads left. Continue to look for ways to expose Mr. Iwamura, or give up. "Now it seems that it is better to give up." Mr. S said this to me on the way home from school. "Although it is regrettable that Iwamura-sensei's crimes cannot be exposed. But it is too dangerous to continue like this."

despite this.But I still don't want to let it go.I think there must be a better way.Of course, there are dangers.Just like Mr. S said, the idea of ​​giving up all this is also constantly circling in my mind.But the belief in sticking to the end is still stronger.Maybe it's because I regret not being able to get along with him when I was a classmate with Mr. S.Therefore, I always want to do something for Mr. S, and this idea keeps driving me. It's really getting more and more complicated, and I can't even figure out my own thoughts.Putting down my chopsticks, I thought blankly.Is there really no way to expose Mr. Iwamura?

Whether it was lurking in Teacher Iwamura's room to find the body, or reporting the book to the police, it seemed impossible now.Iwamura-sensei must have been wary of sneaking into the room. Besides, if the police questioned Iwamura-sensei about the book, he would definitely understand that I reported it.It would be easy if the police could arrest Iwamura-sensei immediately, but this is unlikely.In comparison, Iwamura-sensei must have taken revenge on me more quickly. "What's wrong? No appetite?" Dad rarely asked about me.Those sleepy eyes behind the glasses were looking at my face.

"Is it a fever and cold? Finally, it's summer vacation——" "Hey hey hey. Are you listening to me?" Suddenly, my mother interrupted.A sweet and greasy voice like a baby.Mom was always like that.When I saw my father talking to me, I interrupted us, as if I didn't want me to talk to my father.Especially after I found out that Mr. S was hanged, my mother's reaction became more explicit. "Yesterday, I put on makeup for Xiao Meixiang. It's so beautiful. The baby is also very cute." "Oh, yeah. Makeup..." Dad still has an expression that looks like crying and laughing.

"Xiao Meixiang has very fair skin, so it is very suitable for makeup. Her hair is chestnut, so it is suitable for brighter colors. Isn't it Xiao Meixiang? Let's show it to Dad later, and Mom will make it for you once." Mei Xiang seemed to be muttering something in a low voice.I distinctly heard "that's disgusting" or something.But my mother continued: "Really? Are you happy?" I glanced at Meixiang, pouted my lips, and Meixiang stuck out her tongue in response to me. "Hey, Yoko." Dad seemed to have finally made up his mind, and called his mother's name. "Makeup or something, isn't it necessary?"

The smile in my mother's eyes disappeared instantly. "What do you mean?" Dad's eyes fell on the dining table.He said submissively: "I'm a little bit about that, that,..." The air freezes.What happened next was nothing new.I stood up silently, nodded slightly to Meixiang, and the two left the long table quickly.Mom stopped paying attention to us a long time ago, just staring at Dad's face.I thought to myself as I walked down the corridor and up the stairs.Immediately, the attack was about to happen, and at this moment, my mother's screams came.Mom started yelling at Dad in a horrible voice.Occasionally, Dad would retort in a low voice.But it will be drowned out by mother's voice immediately.Dad's voice gradually became inaudible.

"Mr. Daofu, your mother has started again." Go back to the room and close the door. Mr. S said to me on the windowsill. "Mr. Daofu, don't you care about these grown-ups arguing? Listen to them arguing. Don't you think about anything?" "Well, I'm probably used to it." "My dad died when I was very young so I never saw them fight - it was scary." A rare frightened voice.Could it be that Mr. S became vulnerable because of the frustration of exposing Mr. Iwamura?However, perhaps this kind of quarrel between husband and wife is indeed a very terrifying thing in the eyes of those who have never experienced it.

Even more repulsive to me than the sound of this couple arguing is another sound that is sure to be heard on a night of arguing.That faint sound coming from the hallway when you lie in bed and close your eyes.Mom's voice.It was small and low at first, then gradually grew louder and higher—and finally turned into a weeping sound. "Mr. S, don't worry about that, let's think about ours." I changed the subject. "Think about how to expose Mr. Iwamura." However, I couldn't think of any good solution that night.With an uncontrollable mood mixed with restlessness and irritability, I got into bed. Mr. S also looked tired, and soon fell asleep beside my pillow.But I can hardly sleep anyway.Tossing and turning countless times, sighing at the dark ceiling. "elder brother."

When I finally fell asleep, Mika's voice came from under the bed, and I snorted.It's a response. "Sumida—how is it?" This sudden question made me sleepless.I turned on my side, poking my face out of the edge of the bed. "Sumida? Why do you ask that?" "Tell me." That tone seemed to accuse me. "what you mean how--" I didn't know too well, so I began to list my impressions of Sumida in my heart.As soon as I thought of one point, another point immediately surfaced. I just wanted to say it, but there was another point immediately. As a result, I endlessly talked about a lot of my impressions of Sumida.

"Oh……" But Meixiang's only reaction was this.I thought, if you're not interested, don't ask me just now. I lay back on my back again and closed my eyes.But at this moment, Meixiang started calling me again. "What are you doing again?" "I'm a little lonely and want to sleep with Mr. S." "what?" "Move Mr. S to my side." Although I found it troublesome, I agreed to Meixiang, reached out to pick up the bottle next to the pillow, and walked down the ladder of the bunk bed. "Hey? Master Dao, what is this for?"

"I don't know either. Meixiang said she was lonely." I put the bottle containing Mr. S next to Meixiang, and climbed up the ladder again.I lay on the bed, relaxed, but wide awake. (...Is it?) (No, me...) (Ah? Really?) Mr. S and Mei Xiang's whispers came from under the bed.It made me unable to sleep even more. (Well, Mika, you...) (Sometimes.) (But, when...) I couldn't hear what they were talking about, so I was in a hurry.It's not that I just want to eavesdrop on them, it's just that I can hear everything or I can't hear anything, either way, but it's really uncomfortable like this. "You guys are so loud! I can't sleep!" I said angrily.For a moment, their voices stopped abruptly, but they could be heard giggling again immediately.I let out an irritable sigh on purpose.The laughter finally died away. It was hard to calm down. Time passed by like this. I felt a strange emotion stirring in my heart.And I don't know what kind of feeling that is.A kind of chaotic emotions other than joy, anger, sorrow, and joy spread quietly in my heart like white mist rising from dry ice.The voice came from downstairs.Mom's voice.The voice gradually increased.As always, I pulled the towel over my head, covering my cheeks and ears.Although it was difficult to breathe, and the voice was not completely inaudible, I still felt a lot better. But that night the effect was the exact opposite. Because of difficulty breathing, many pictures kept flashing in my mind.The photos I saw in Iwamura-sensei's room.naked.shy face.smiling face.Then there was the book I saw in the library, which resurfaced with only a few words.sweat.Open legs.Lips close there. ——Through the towel and quilt, the voice was transmitted to the ears non-stop.I couldn't take it anymore, and covered my ears with my hands.The sound disappeared.Can't hear at all.But I heard Mr. S and Meixiang's whispering voice again.Absolutely impossible, because I have already blocked my ears tightly, so I shouldn't hear it. However, the whispering between the two of them continued endlessly.