Chapter 12 Chapter 12 This City Lives For You

The story between Zhao Fang and the girl named Biyun is a very common childhood sweetheart story. Like the heroines in all such stories, Biyun is a girl with picturesque features, and the description Zhao Fang uses for her appearance is Enough to form an essay of 3000 words.I think he is so devoted to reminiscing about this girl and everything they lived here, not only because of his childhood sweetheart, but also because of the shock that the city I live in brought him, and the tranquility of the familiar mountain village in front of him. Huge contrast, this kind of contrast made him feel the preciousness of everything in front of him even more.

All in all, although there were so many twists and turns on this day, it finally had an extremely happy ending.When we chatted until 12 o'clock, we yawned and went up to the second floor.In Zhao Fang's room, there was a bed by the window, and the mattress on the bed was just replaced by his sister-in-law.His sister-in-law also set up a wire bed for us in the corner, and the bed was also a full set of new bedding.Seeing us going upstairs, his sister-in-law poked her head out of her room and said, "There is hot water in the thermos." We nodded, drank a glass of boiling water each, took a few deep breaths through the open window, and fell asleep .

Later, I often thought that a person's habits can sometimes change his destiny, which is indeed true.If I hadn't been in the habit of getting up early, none of what happened after that would have happened—or would have been discovered. It's a pity that I have such a habit. Even if it's a holiday, I will wake up on time at seven o'clock. After that, I can't fall asleep anyway. I have to get up, otherwise I will feel sore bones. After getting up, I lay down on the window and looked out for a while.The fields in the early morning looked very fresh and tender, a layer of mist floating in the air, the farmhouses on all sides were soaked in the mist, and there was no sound at all, and there were some figures standing there in the fields.

It looked like a typical rural morning. The first thing that makes me feel abnormal is the quietness here which is very different from other places. Although the sky is not bright at this time, it is almost bright.In ordinary villages, some sounds can always be heard at this time. Even if the whole village has not gotten up, the rooster and the dog will inevitably make one or two crows, plus the early birds and various bugs in the grass, these things The sound produced by mixing together will not make people feel noisy, but will make people feel more peaceful in their hearts. However, in Zhaojia Village at 7 o'clock in the morning, I didn't hear the slightest sound. The level of silence even made me wonder if there was something wrong with my ears.Thinking of this, I quickly tapped on the window lattice in front of me with my fingers - the window lattice made a crisp "knock knock" sound, it seems that my ears are fine.This made me feel relieved, but also a little puzzled.

This doubt has not been dispelled from my mind, another thing has attracted my attention. Those figures standing in the fields remained motionless during the few minutes I was looking out the window.If they were standing or sitting in an ordinary posture, then the immobility would be easy to explain-I am so far away from them, maybe they have some small movements that I cannot see. However, the poses of several of them are very unusual. There is a person holding a hoe in his hand, raising his hands above his head, lifting the hoe, and leaning forward at the waist.It appears to be digging.

The other person, with his knees half-bent and his waist bent down, stretched out his hand towards a small tree, as if he was picking something from the tree. There is another person who bends back and raises his hands above his head, as if he is stretching. All of these actions are dynamic postures, except on the stage, generally people will not maintain such postures for more than 30 seconds-this is destined to be a process of movement, not a static shape-even if On the stage, no one can maintain this posture for more than 5 minutes, because any posture is not a stable balance, and the human body has its own limitations, so it cannot stay still in this balanced state for too long.

But these people, like other people standing or sitting in a normal way, have remained motionless and maintained this posture since I first saw them until 5 minutes later.From a distance, it seems that it is a three-dimensional movie film. At a certain dynamic moment, the film stopped running, so this dynamic moment was frozen. But that's not film stock, that's living reality. I stared at it for a few more minutes, but nothing changed. I thought of what Zhao Fang had said to me, and something cold came to my heart: Could it be that I had hallucinations like Zhao Fang? Thinking of this, I quickly pushed Zhao Fang: "Wake up!"

Zhao Fang stretched his waist and said, "Sleep again." He turned over inside, wrapped the quilt tighter, and was about to fall asleep again. At this moment, the deathly silence around was broken, chickens and dogs barking, birds and insects singing, as well as the noise of people in the fields, as well as the voices of Zhao Fang's family walking and talking downstairs, seemed to have been suppressed at first. Sealed somewhere, because of Zhao Fang's waking up, these blocked voices came out at the same time, which made me stunned. I looked out of the window again - there was still a static picture outside the window, but the noise of people running could be heard from time to time, and I could even hear the sound of hoes and bare feet pattering on the dirt - this kind of The situation is like an error that often occurs when playing a disc: the picture freezes, but the sound continues.

I broke out in a cold sweat involuntarily. Is it really hallucination? I pushed Zhao Fang again until he woke up completely.He sat up sleepily, with a dazed expression in his eyes: "Why don't you sleep a little longer." Without saying a word, I pointed out the window and let him see for himself. He glanced back and asked me, "What are you looking at?" "Look at those people..." Before I finished speaking, I was stunned—the figures that were originally still suddenly started to move.Those who hoeed the ground, those who picked flowers, those who stretched their waists had finished stretching and picked up a long water ladle from the ground to start working, and the others were also active in the fields.

All are alive. It was as if it was just a dream I had. My brain was turned into a pot of gruel by this unpredictable situation, and my ears were buzzing. I didn't hear what Zhao Fang was talking to me.I don't even know what I'm thinking, I just feel like there are a thousand spiders crawling in my head, and the spider's silk is criss-crossing and messing everything up. Zhao Fang pulled me downstairs, and I followed him down. In the main room downstairs, I ate some breakfast indiscriminately, and I didn't know what I was eating, so I told Zhao Fang that I would go back.Zhao Fang got up to see me off. To show courtesy, he first ran to open the gate of the yard. His elder brother and father followed behind him, but I fell behind because of my confusion. When they ran to the gate, I still Did not step out of the main room door.

Although I didn't step out of the gate, my eyes followed Zhao Fang and the others to the gate.Zhao Fang turned his back to the main room, and was pulling out the shoots from the ground. His father and elder brother stood behind him, poking their heads in the direction of the shoots. Zhao Fang's gate seemed to be difficult to pull out. Zhao Fang had been exerting force, and his head was also looking down at the ground, but he didn't lift it up. This is the picture before me.I watched, and gradually felt cold sweat crawling from top to bottom like countless small bugs all over my skin. I could hear Zhao Fang's father and elder brother talking to him constantly, and the content of the conversation was very normal. But their movements didn't change at all. The two stood there as if frozen, with their heads poking forward, as if they were quickly petrified the moment they poked their heads out, and they never moved again. I suddenly remembered what Zhao Fang said, in my city, as long as I can't see people, people will die, and when I look at them again, they will come back to life. What I said is exactly the same, except that the one who can control the death of other people with his eyes is replaced by Zhao Fang. Is this an illusion of the two of us, or is it real? Before I had time to understand this question, another thought sprang out like a snake: Zhao Fang turned his back to the main room, so the people in the main room, except me, should be frozen like everyone else. Thinking of this, I suddenly turned around—— Behind me, Zhao Fang's mother and sister-in-law, who had been busy all the time, were standing still, holding rags and bowls and chopsticks in their hands. There was no expression on their faces.There was no light in their eyes. My hair stands on end, making me wonder if my hair will fall out anytime soon. I pressed my chest and walked slowly to his mother.First I called "Auntie", but the other party didn't respond; then, I shook my hand in front of her, but her gaze and expression didn't change at all; then, I directly probed her nostrils and chest—— The nostrils are cold, and there is no breath; the chest is calm, and there is no heartbeat. I was afraid that I might make a mistake, so I pressed her temples and neck again, but I didn't feel any pulse. In the process of touching, the bottom of my hand felt unprecedentedly cold. I think this is the so-called deadly cold. They are really dead. All of a sudden, the skin on my whole body seemed to be peeled off, and my whole body was so cold that I shivered intermittently. Before I recovered from the shock, the person in front of me suddenly moved. They moved so suddenly, they were still dead one minute, and looked at me with a smile the next minute, and started talking. I didn't catch what they said at all, I just remember yelling, turning around and running. After running two steps, Zhao Fangfang came over and grabbed me.I heard his anxious and surprised voice: "What's the matter? Why is your face so scary?" I pulled Zhao Fang, but couldn't say anything, I just dragged his hand and walked out.His father and elder brother were about to follow, but I stopped him with a wave of my hand. When we walked outside the door, we stopped and rested for a while before I spoke. My first sentence was: "Zhao Fang, what you said is true!" "What?" Zhao Fang was puzzled. I quickly described what I saw.Zhao Fang opened his eyes wider when he heard it, and finally shook off my hand: "What nonsense are you talking about?" "It's true!" I said. "Impossible," he shook his head again and again, "I've lived here for so many years, and I've never found this kind of situation." "If they die when you turn around and come back to life when you see them, how can you see them?" I said aloud. Zhao Fang was stunned, then immediately shook his head and said it was impossible. I wanted to persuade him, but my words stopped. I feel powerless. Indeed, how could Zhao Fang believe such words?I can't believe what he said?Who can believe that there is not even a single living person among the people who live among them every day? He and I looked at each other, his expression was angry, and I gave him a wry smile. At this moment, the phone rang.The call was from a friend of mine, we hung up after chatting for a few words.I was about to pocket my phone when I stopped again. I suddenly thought of a good way. "Zhao Fang," I swallowed, "my phone can take pictures." "So what?" He said angrily, and then his eyes widened immediately. He got my point. What I did afterwards was very simple. Zhao Fang walked in front of me, and I stepped backwards to take the shot behind him.We passed through the whole village, and in every place, I saw those people frozen like statues behind Zhao Fang, and when Zhao Fang cast his gaze on them, they were resurrected as if under a spell. All this was recorded on a mobile phone. Since Zhao Fang had been walking around, it formed a kind of contrast. Therefore, in the clips recorded by the mobile phone, it can be clearly seen that those people are indeed frozen. When Zhao Fang saw these videos, the expression on his face changed ever-changingly, and finally became completely expressionless. "Is everyone like this?" His voice became extremely dry. "I don't know." I shrugged. In order to confirm this, we traveled around the whole village several times, and all the people were photographed, including that Biyun with the peach blossom gills and spring water eyes, and they were all photographed in the mobile phone one by one. Of course, this is true of everyone without exception. Zhao Fang stared at the frozen Biyun in the phone for a long time, and then looked back. When he looked over, he didn't see a frozen corpse like I did, because at that moment, Biyun resurrected again , she looked at him affectionately and said something to him. Zhao Fang turned to look at me again. "What's going on here?" He asked, trembling slightly, sweating profusely. "I don't know." That's all I could say. I really don't know what happened, what is certain is that in this village, the only normal living person is Zhao Fang; and in my city, the only normal living person is me, as for the rest of the world How it is, we don't know yet. Maybe, there are only two of us living in the whole world?The thought terrified both of us. Perhaps our special feeling of loneliness comes from this—although we don’t know it, we can feel that there are not many people who are really alive in this world. "Why do they die only when I can't see them?" Zhao Fang murmured. "Maybe, this village originally existed because of you, those people," I pointed to the other villagers, "their existence is just to make you not feel lonely." "So, that city exists because of you?" Zhao Fang asked. "It seems so." I nodded with a wry smile. I have never felt so important. A city is alive because of me. So, what if I die?Is it all going to disappear too? I often feel that I am alone in the world, and it turns out that this is not an illusion. Knowing this, what should we do next? end: I left Zhaojiacun very quickly. Since we are the only two normal living people known so far, we feel very close to each other.Zhao Fang wanted me to stay, and I wanted him to go to the city. In the end, neither of us could convince the other.We could only look at each other with wry smiles—the other party’s world was not created for me, and all I saw here were dead people, and staying was a kind of torture; the same was true for Zhao Fang, leaving was also a kind of torture. After we left each other with phone and internet contact information, I drove back to the city. This is still the city I am familiar with. It is still full of lively and lively people, full of vitality everywhere. I walk through them, my skin is covered with fear, and my heart is desolate.