Chapter 39 brutal youth

After Amy finished asking, I slowly put "The Ship of Theseus" back on the bookshelf, and said: "I can't answer your question, I'm just a crew member on the Ship of Theseus, a repairman, Running around all day to check the hull, and once you find rotten boards, replace them immediately. Suddenly you ask me when this boat is no longer the original boat, how can I answer it?" Amy looked at me: "Officer Xia, but we must answer this question, don't you think so?" I sighed: "Of course, of course, without understanding this problem, we cannot understand the previous world, let alone the world we are in now."

Amy said: "So I must read this notebook. Even if the logical progression of this world is strengthened in the process, I have no choice." "Yes, as early as the first day we boarded the Ship of Theseus, the choice ceased to exist," I said, taking the black notebook from Amy's hand, "Now let's talk about this board, It wasn't the first, it wasn't the last, and the boat wasn't what it was long before this plank was replaced." Amy took my hand, went back to the sofa and sat down, looked at me and asked, "Officer Xia, do you know why I cry? Because I remembered the fantasies of my girlhood."

"Really, every girl has countless pink dreams." I replied. Amy said: "That's right, it's a pink dream. It was when I was just in junior high school, and I fell in love with the writing of the girl writer Wu Hong. I was so intoxicated, crazy, and even left home I ran away just to see Wu Hong. But you know, Police Officer Xia, my father and mother are very insightful about my girl’s thoughts. They are wise people and know the confused road that adolescent girls must go through. Remember That day, I was alone, holding a printout of Wu Hong's works, walking on the road, walking and walking, trying to find Wu Hong's home. But I couldn't find it anyway, my feet were worn out Broken, infinite grievances and disappointments were suppressed in my heart. At that time, I felt that the whole world was plunged into darkness, so I sat on the side of the road and cried. At this time, a black car approached slowly. It's my dad, he's been following me and knows what I'm doing."

"Girl writer Wu Hong?" I searched my brain with all my strength, "This name sounds familiar, but how can I..." Amy said: "She died, she was only 12 years old when she died, she jumped from a tall building." I suddenly realized: "You are talking about an old case 10 years ago, right? No wonder I couldn't remember it for a while. I once saw Wu Hong, a 12-year-old junior high school girl, in the database of the police station. With a bouquet of orchids, he boarded a skyscraper, and after standing there for a long time, he yelled something and jumped down. The reason why I noticed this case is that no one knows what Wu Hong yelled before committing suicide, but A young boy in her class was investigated."

Amy said: "I know what Wu Hong is shouting, I was standing near her at that time." "What?" I was taken aback, looked at Amy, and listened to her go on. Amy said: "You have to know that I was only 10 years old that year. Although I came from a scholarly family and wrote some words every day, it was nothing more than a little girl's fantasy and youthful ravings. It was unsystematic. Wu Hong was only as good as I am 2 years older, but she can use her pen to outline the state of mind of our generation in detail. Every word and sentence she wrote touched my heart just right, made me cry, and made me cry. Laughter makes me obsessed and intoxicated. So Wu Hong is an unattainable idol in my heart, so I long to see her to fulfill my youth dream. My father knows my state of mind, so he keeps his face , followed me all the time, until he realized that I couldn't find Wu Hong's home, then he came out, let me get in the car, and took me to find Wu Hong."

Speaking of this, Amy sighed: "I went, but what I saw was a low shed, a dirty environment, a man with yellow teeth and the smell of alcohol, sitting at the door with his back bare, seeing My father yelled, "It must be from the publishing house, right? Damn, you drive such a nice car, come to ask my daughter to publish a book, right? It's your mother's money, at least 1 million. If you don't have money, it's your mother's." Nonsense." The father was obviously surprised, but he still said calmly, "Sorry, it's not from the publishing house. This is my daughter. She likes Wu Hong, adores Wu Hong, and wants to meet her." The man kicked my foot He spit hard and yelled, "Fans can't meet for nothing, why should I show you the daughter I fucked up for nothing? 5,000 for a photo, 2,000 for a signature, 500 for just a meeting, and even less." '"

Amy went on to say: "My father really paid for it. For me, for his daughter. Dad can do anything, become a scholar and let his daughter worship, or go to the shed to wash the feet and back of a woman who butchers a pig. , he didn't even hesitate because he was my father. After my father paid the money, the man rushed into the room and shouted, "Girl, hurry up and let your mother take a look. I can tell you clearly." , if you can’t write any more tomorrow, just climb upstairs and jump down to die! I’ve raised you so much that you can’t even earn money, what the hell are you doing!’

"Following the man's scolding, Wu Hong appeared in front of the door, a thin and terrified girl, completely different from the genius girl writer in my mind. After she came out, she asked us in a hoarse voice, 'Yes The publishing house urged me, right? I really can’t write, the orchid pot has been taken away, please let me go…” Before she finished speaking, the man roared, “I can’t write Just go to hell! I don’t want to waste any more food to feed you trash!’ After scolding, the man took the money his father gave him and left excitedly. The skinny Wu Hong didn’t look at me anymore, but walked to the door He picked up a bunch of withered orchids, and walked forward without saying a word. My father looked at me very worriedly, but I was in a state of disillusionment, and I followed Wu Hong involuntarily. keep going forward."

Speaking of this, Amy burst into tears: "That's right, Officer Xia, I watched Wu Hong go upstairs, heard her yell, and then jumped down. She actually has such a miserable father, this ending It seems unavoidable. But Officer Xia, do you know what Wu Hong was shouting when she jumped off the building?" "What are you shouting for?" I asked. What she shouted was: "Sister Ye Li, I'm here to see you!" I jumped up suddenly.