Chapter 40 chapter Ten

In 2010, late autumn night. On the weekend, Yin Yu came to Siwang's house, still wearing blue sportswear, riding on a sports bike, with short hair like a man.A fifteen-year-old boy ran downstairs, already bigger than her. "Wow, you kid, you're starting to grow a beard, and you're looking more and more like an adult!" A punch hit Si Wang's chest. He was ready to puff up his chest, but he took it abruptly. Two years ago, Yin Yu was admitted to Nanming High School.Every time she took the exam, she ranked first in the school, and she didn't even give face to the principal, and the teachers were not friendly to her.She likes the school library the most. Once she touched the mysterious attic and found many ancient books.She heard that this place was once a murder scene. A girl was poisoned to death with oleander juice, and the murderer has not been caught yet.Her math teacher is Zhang Mingsong, and Yin Yu has discovered his various quirks, such as his love of reading weird books, about semiotics and history, various European, American and Japanese mystery novels, and he is also a crazy fan of zombie movies.

Si Wang asked her to help find someone——Lu Zhongyue. He showed the photo on the arrest warrant of the Public Security Bureau. Yin Yu looked at the text below and said, "Hey, this guy has at least two lives on his back. He must have run away long ago. How could he still be near our school?" "intuition." His expression was extremely serious, his eyes seemed to be on fire, and Yin Yu agreed to the request. At this moment, she showed a weird smile: "Will you accompany me to a place?" The two rode bicycles and turned into a quiet small road.Facing it is a brick wall full of fences, and through the black iron gate, old-fashioned bungalows can be vaguely seen.They locked the car under the wall, and the door opened automatically when they rang the doorbell.

Inside the door is a narrow yard filled with various plants and golden fallen leaves.The house has only two floors, and it looks quite decadent in the autumn wind. Only the steps and sculptures at the entrance can reveal the nobility and delicacy of the year. Si Wang pulled Yinyu's clothes and said, "What kind of place is this?" The tomboy didn't speak, and walked into a gloomy hallway. There were mosaics under his feet, and the walls were mottled and peeled off. Overall, it was fairly clean, with no dust or cobwebs in sight.Walking into the dark corridor on the ground floor, I smelled a rotten smell, not the stench of corpses, but like orange peels that have been put for many years.A light came through the half-open door, and the two entered lightly. It was a room with bookshelves on three sides. It was full of books from floor to ceiling. The thick spines of the books were very old, and the smell came from here.

There is also a woman. It is difficult to associate her with the word woman, just like every time I see Yin Yu, I think she is a man. She is curled up in a thick scarf, her hair is not thin but like snow, her skin is also fairer than ordinary people, but there are criss-cross wrinkles, no matter what she looks like, she smells like orange peel.Although the corners of the eyes are drooping, it can be seen that they used to be a pair of beautiful eyes.Probably due to the loss of teeth, the corners of the mouth are obviously sunken in, and several layers of skin hang from the thin chin, so it is impossible to judge the age at all.

She can only be described as an old lady. Yin Yu was already familiar with the way, and the old lady didn't treat her as an outsider, but she was a little surprised when she saw Si Wang, and her cloudy eyes flickered. "Don't be afraid!" Yin Yu walked up to the old man After massaging his shoulders, "He is my good brother, he used to be in the same junior high school." "Oh, hello! My name is Si Wang, Si of the commander, Wang of Wang, and I am in the third year of middle school." "Si Wang, good name, you can just call me Miss Cao." She answered in Mandarin with a perfect accent, but she was vague because she had no teeth, her voice was dry and hoarse, and her speech speed was much slower than ordinary people, as if she was squeezed out from the bottom of a deep well.

"Cao...Miss Cao..." Calling an old woman "Miss" is not natural in any way. "After so many years, you finally have friends." The old lady turned her neck slightly, wondering if she could see Yin Yu behind her, "That's great, I'm happy for you." Yin Yu is still massaging the old man to mobilize his blood: "Well, I hope you can like him too! Don't look at this kid as silly, in fact he is not simple!" The old lady stretched out a tree-root-like hand from the big scarf, reminiscent of a vampire zombie or a mummy, put it tremblingly on her shoulder, and pressed it on the hand of Yin Yu who was massaging her.One hand was already dying, and the other was young and young. The moment they were held together, they were as soft as water and mud, like two hands of the same person.

"Little friend, are you a person with a story?" The old lady turned her head and looked into Si Wang's eyes. There was a monstrous aura in her cloudy eyes, and she said that people would believe her even when she was two hundred years old. "I do not have it." "It's impossible for someone who can be friends with Miss Yin to have a story, right? I'm almost ninety years old, what kind of person haven't I met?" "Forget it, let's not embarrass this kid." Yin Yu picked up a wooden comb from the window, like some kind of antique, and combed the gray-haired Ms. Cao's hair while speaking a long list of French.The old lady also answered in fluent French - just looking at the appearance of the two, they looked more like grandparents of more than four generations, but only when they heard their words, did they realize that they were close friends for many years.

The old lady closed her eyes and enjoyed it very much. The ancient comb teeth slid across her scalp, pouring down three thousand hairs like snow: "For so many years, at this moment of every week, you will come to comb my hair. After I die, you will come to comb my hair." I'll let someone else do my hair." "Don't worry, you can live for at least another twenty years, and by that time, I'll be getting old too." Yin Yu's answer made her smile peacefully, and the old lady looked at Si Wang again and said, "Little friend, Yin Yu is a good person, don't be frightened by her. If you really treat her as a friend, if you encounter any problems, she will It will definitely help you."

"Okay, Miss Cao, this is a secret between us." "For me, there are no secrets in this world." She spoke very calmly, her whole body was like a vast mountain, Si Wang was just a child chopping wood, and he had never even found a hiking trail. Yin Yu boiled hot water for her, put dozens of tablets in the drawer, and took out fresh vegetables from the heavy schoolbag and put them in the refrigerator.She turned on the gas stove and started to cook. She unexpectedly prepared a table of sumptuous dishes, mainly vegetables, with almost no meat dishes, which was very suitable for the elderly.

"Hey, please eat." She was still calling Si Wang back and forth. Yin Yu, Si Wang, and Ms. Cao are sitting in the dining room like a family. The background is still the scene from many years ago, as if returning to an old movie. The old lady picked up the chopsticks and said, "Oh, it's a pity that my teeth are dying. I miss the Eight Treasures Hot Sauce from Rongshun Restaurant." After eating this unique dinner, Yin Yu stood up and said, "We are going back, you are well alone!" "Don't worry, I won't die here alone!" "What are you talking about!"

Yin Yu took the old lady's hand and shook it tightly, but was reluctant to let it go. "Go back." Ms. Cao also glanced at Si Wang, "Little friend, even if the water released from the tap water pipes eventually flows into the surging river and is filtered by the water plant, it will never flow through your hands again. It's water." "Oh?" "You'll understand sooner or later." Seeing the old lady's weird smile, Yin Yu dragged Si Wang out of the room, only the fallen leaves were left in front of him. In the dark night, walking out of this deep house compound, the two of them just got on their bicycles when raindrops began to fall above their heads. "Go back and avoid the rain?" "Since they are all out, don't go back and disturb her." Although, Yin Yu said so bluntly, in fact, he really wanted to go back. A fifteen-year-old boy and an eighteen-year-old girl sat quietly on their bicycles, sheltering from the rain under the shadow of the fence. Occasionally, light raindrops fell on their faces, which felt as cold as needle pricks. "Actually, you are a man." Si Wang broke the silence, she was noncommittal in the darkness. "Why are you silent? Is it because of Miss Cao?" "She was the last woman I liked." Yin Yu said this sentence like an old man. "You still haven't answered my question." "Well, since we are best friends, there is no need to hide it from you - I still keep the memory of my previous life after death. It's just that my previous life is too long, so long that when I die, I What a joy and relief." The teenager looked back at the treetops in the fence and said, "At least, you are lucky, she is still alive, and you can still see her." "Actually, I had many women in my previous life—until everyone left me, I was like the last Don Quixote. Only, she is still here." "Is she your wife?" "I used to wish she wasn't, but then I wished she was." "Can't understand." Yin Yu looked up to the sky with a wry smile, and became extremely sad: "In another twenty years, you will understand. Men and women, separation and separation, waiting and waiting, after all, it is too late. You don't know, shortly after meeting her, I will I was sent to the depths of the desert in the Qaidam Basin for thirty years, separated from each other. When I returned to this city, I was too old to walk." "It turned out to be a tragedy." "Every life is a tragedy." She touched the raindrops outside, put on the hood of her jacket, and rode out of the alley on the pedals of her bicycle. The small road on a rainy night is extremely quiet. The wheels run over a field of golden ginkgo leaves, splashing a few drops of rain, and the door sign on the roadside reads "Anxi Road". He followed behind and asked loudly, "Are you familiar with this street?" "Well, the last twenty years of my previous life were spent on the road to rest." "With Miss Cao?" "No, she lives at the east end of the road, and I live at the west end, four hundred meters apart. Let me show you." A minute later, I rode in front of a big house in the pattering autumn rain. There were lights in the windows on the third floor, and there were still many residents inside.There is a half window near the ground, which is probably a transom window in the basement. "I live on the first floor." Yin Yu pointed forward, and the dialogue of Hunan Satellite TV TV series came from the curtain. But he looked at the transom in the basement by the roadside: "You don't have any family members from your previous life, do you?" "How do you know?" She sighed while riding on the bicycle, "Maybe, there won't be any in this life." "One journey through the mountains, one journey through the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, with thousands of lamps in the middle of the night. The wind changes, the snow changes, and the dreams of the hometown are broken, and there is no such sound in the hometown." "Nalan Xingde, why do you think of this?" But he didn't answer. When he stepped on his bicycle and turned around, he saw a house across the road standing eeriely in the rainy night. Grass. She almost leaned against the back of Si Wang's head and said, "This is a haunted house. It has been there for many years. Because the property rights are not clear, no one has lived in it anymore." "Haunted house?" "Let me think about it - when I was young, things were very clear, but when I was old, it was a little blurry... Yes, it was 1983, on an autumn night like now, with continuous drizzle, a murder occurred. The owner was originally A famous translator hanged himself in the house in the 1970s, and the whole house was occupied by a rebel leader. Later, instead of being eliminated, this bastard was promoted to a certain agency as a director. In 1983, He died mysteriously at home, and it is said that his throat was cut by broken glass. There were many speculations at the time. Some people said that he was killed by the ghost of the original owner of the house, and others said that he committed many crimes and attracted the victim's family to come to revenge for the murder. The police have been investigating for a long time, but in the end there is no result." Si Wang pushed his bicycle up the steps, and stretched out his hands to caress the house, from the locked rusty iron gate, to the almost rotten wooden letterbox, and the almost-lost door plate. 19 Anxi Road. His fingers slid across the black iron sheet, and Yin Yu felt a feeling, which was quickly transmitted to the neurons—there was a certain relationship between this haunted house and this young man. Si Wang's hand bounced off like an electric shock, and he fled An'an Road on his bicycle. The autumn rain fell densely, and Yin Yu followed behind on his bicycle until he reached the big pagoda tree in his house. "You go home!" "Wait a minute, I have something to tell you." Hiding in the doorway downstairs, he looked around nervously, probably because he was worried that his mother or neighbors would find out, and that he might mistakenly think that he and this tomboy were in a relationship? "Si Wang, didn't you ask me to look for a fugitive named Lu Zhongyue? Last month, I made a new discovery! Your intuition is very accurate—it's still on Nanming Road, a newly built shopping area, and there is a very small storefront. Audio-visual store. I have been to several times and the store was closed. Finally, the door was opened. They sold all kinds of old movies, including Hong Kong martial arts movies, Qiong Yao movies in the 1980s, and old Soviet and Eastern European movies. Translated film. The owner of the store is a man in his forties. He can't tell what his facial features are. In short, he has a bland face that can easily be lost in the crowd, but there is a light mark on his forehead. I bought a set of "Battle of Moscow" from him, and he didn't have much money, so he gave me change at will. He was smoking from the beginning to the end, and in just a few minutes, he smoked at least two. He There is a huge ashtray, densely packed with cigarette butts." In the cold and rainy night, Si Wang couldn't help sneezing, and she continued to say without hesitation: "Everyone is used to listening to music and watching movies on the Internet, and few people come to patronize his video store, so I don't know why it is still in business. One night, it was pouring rain, and I was wandering alone in the wilderness with my raincoat on. You know, boys are not as bold as me. Nanming Road was empty, but I saw a person walking out of the video store, holding a huge black umbrella, I walked across the road to the old factory. I followed curiously, and the heavy rain covered my voice and tracks. This person is the mysterious shopkeeper. He is very familiar with the terrain, and he did not get lost in the rainy night. He soon arrived at the so-called witch area. He quickly got into the tunnel. I hid outside and observed for a full hour, but he never appeared again, as if I had traveled underground to the Qing Dynasty. When I was tired and hungry, I could only go back to the school dormitory to sleep." "Have you been discovered by him?" "Probably not." Yin Yu bowed his body into the shadows, "I know invisibility, do you believe it? Goodbye." It kept raining.