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Chapter 46 forty six

I said that you can trust Wang Datou, but you should not trust a policeman casually.Li Liang said that all the money had been given away, so what was the use of that?With a sigh of relief in my heart, I muttered to slander the reputation of the public security forces, saying that they were beasts wearing the national emblem.Li Liang looked at me deeply for a long time, sighed, and said, do you know where your problem lies? ——"If you should take it seriously, you don't take it seriously, and if you should be confused, you don't." That day Datou's complexion was very ugly, he puffed out his cheeks angrily and stared at me.I think he must have heard what I said, his face turned red involuntarily, he was at a loss, fidgeting, and the scene was very embarrassing.Just as he was about to explain a few words, Li Liang suddenly had a seizure and rushed into the bedroom, writhing around and making astonishing noises.Datou and I ran over in a hurry and saw him turn all the boxes, cabinets, and drawers upside down, and there was a sound in his mouth. Datou said what are you looking for, don't worry, Chen Zhong and I will help you find it.Li Liang said without raising his head: "I remember there is one more pack, I still have one pack, and one more pack!" His voice was hoarse and piercing, like a howling wolf in the wilderness.

It may be that Li Liang's memory has gone wrong. We turned the whole house upside down, but we couldn't find the bag he mentioned.Li Liang's seizures became more and more severe, and he was about to poke his arm with an empty needle. Wang Datou and I rushed to grab his hand at the same time. When the needle was taken away, we both broke out in sweat.Li Liang was like a grandson under a curse, rolling and crawling on the ground non-stop, twisting his body like a maggot, making all kinds of unimaginable and strange shapes.It was the first time I saw such a scene, and I was surprised and uncomfortable, and I was afraid that he would have a heart attack and die just like that.Wang Datou wrestled with him for a long time, and ordered me out of breath: "Go! Find a rope and tie him up!" I was about to turn around when I was dragged away by Li Liang, who held my leg pitifully and said Chen Chong begged me You, you go out and get me some. Get some.I struggled to break his hand away and jumped out of the circle. Li Liang fell down behind me with a bang, his face was covered with snot and tears, his lips were black and blue, and his pupils were dilated, like a dead body.

He was almost carried downstairs by us. At that time, it was still dark, and the whole city was empty. A few people who hadn’t slept all night floated past gently, with ghostly expressions on their faces.When he pushed Li Liang into the car, he yelled: "Ah——" His voice was as sharp as a knife, which made my heart tremble. A lock of hair on the back of my head stood up involuntarily, rustling in the wind of early autumn in Chengdu. trembling. After 15 days of compulsory detoxification, Li Liang gained some weight and his face was full of flesh.On the day he was discharged from the hospital, he had a weird expression, half smiling, half smiling, half happy and disappointed, and the flesh on his cheeks was bulging. I think it might be because he just quit drugs and he is not used to it physically.Before going home, we went to Liangjiaxiang to eat something. Li Liang opened and shut his mouth like a robot, chewing the rice with no expression on his face, without saying a word.I couldn't take it anymore, so I bowed and begged him: "Brother, can you make some noise? You look scary." He poked the boiled pork slices in the bowl with his chopsticks, thinking He told me calmly: "Fuck, the food at the restaurant in front of our school is still delicious."

He disappeared the next day. I called his cell phone over and over again, but he refused to answer it. I almost knocked on the door of his house, but there was no response.I became scared for no reason, hesitated for a long time, and finally got up the courage to call Ye Mei. She asked me what happened coldly, and I said you should go home and have a look, "Maybe Li Liang committed suicide." Li Liang has always regarded Haizi as his idol. He was also a neurotic poet who committed suicide by lying on the rails in Shanhaiguan in 1989.Li Liang claimed to have read all Haizi's poems, and concluded that Haizi was a hero achieved by death, and all living people should be ashamed in front of him.This theory was later magnified infinitely, and finally became Li Liang's life creed.In the second semester of junior year, the literary club held a writing club to pretend to study the future direction of Chinese literature, and a group of self-proclaimed noble youths were so excited that their noses bleed wildly.When the meeting was about to end, Li Liang suddenly asked me: "Chen Zhong, what are we living for?" A group of talented men and women stared at me, and I thought for a long time, saying that it was for happiness.Li Liang stood up abruptly, and while sprinting around the venue, loudly refuted my point of view: "Wrong! Life, life has only one purpose!"

It was 1994. Li Liang was 21 years old. He was wearing a red-striped T-shirt that day. He bought it at a stall outside the school for 5 yuan.He didn't end up saying anything about the purpose of life, but I understood what he meant, and that was: death. My happiness is a handful of loess On a windless moonlit night, the long grass suddenly shakes Pure paper money falls down the hills ………… Passers-by, your treasured tears I will definitely wet the leftover clothes of my previous life and the dripping will also be darkly plump ………… ——Li Liang · "Moon Night" When Ye Mei ran upstairs panting, I had just lit my third cigarette.She didn't say hello to me, and opened the door with a bang, and I rushed in without changing my shoes.

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