my neighbors

Chapter 31

He is a genius, and children of the same age are very repulsed by him.It's just you... well, this kid gets beaten up all the time after school because his high school classmates laughed at him as a freak. How can a 12-year-old beat a high school kid?After he was beaten, he bandaged himself and did not tell his father.At that time, he was about to take the college entrance examination, and you were sent to the hospital at that time - he liked you very much, and liked to stay by your side, because you couldn't say anything, and you were the only one among the children of the same age who didn't like you. People who would hate him and laugh at him.Then the kid's only friend is you. "

—Only you.

When Si Mu came in, I was still blushing because of another sentence.It wasn't until I inadvertently raised my head and my eyes collided with the familiar cold gaze that I realized that my tears could not stand the test.I killed that Si Mu with my own hands, and another Si Mu stood in front of me, intact.This is really... wonderful.

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"He's probably too excited." Captain Zuo found a good reason for me, I hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes, my eyes were still glued to Si Mu's body, and I couldn't leave him no matter what.This is the Si Mu in reality, in fact, it is not much different from the one in my subconscious mind.It's just that the strangeness that came to my face almost suffocated me, and I no longer have those shallow but tender feelings. He is my attending physician, and we don't have any other overly intimate relationships.

Captain Zuo stood up in time: "I'm going to talk to someone first, you guys talk slowly." After speaking, he left in a hurry, leaving only a room full of embarrassment and loneliness.

Si Mu looked at me without too much expression, as if we just met subconsciously, his indifference: "How do you feel, I don't have any strange feelings."

some.I clenched my fists, yes.Suddenly fell from the peak of happiness, fell to pieces, not even dregs left.I feel strange, because in the past interactions with Si Mu, Si Mu only smiled at me, it was all just my wishful thinking and selfish delusion!The Si Mu in front of me, I don't believe that he has any emotions for me other than being a patient and a doctor, I told myself, he never liked me!He has never been gentle with me either!

"No." I smiled at him, despite being so pale at the moment, "I'm fine."

There was still no emotion on Si Mu's face: "I will give you a few routine checkups in the next few days. If there is no problem, you can be discharged and go home this weekend."

I smiled wryly and said: "Go home? Which home? Didn't you tell me that I have nothing? The so-called 'mother' was killed, and the other five criminals were also killed by my own hands..." I stared at me They were trembling slightly, as if they were about to overlap with the 13-year-old me, holding the sinful blade in my hand, and the color of blood was everywhere.

Si Mu was slightly stunned, and then explained: "You were only 13 years old when you committed the crime, you had no guardian, you were mentally ill, and it was self-defense. Those five criminals themselves should be killed, so you don't need to go to jail for it. As for your mother '...sorry, your house, formerly known as 403, has been put up for auction to pay for medical bills."

……

The spring is cold outside the window, and the hope of spring is buried under the thick layer of snow, buried deep in the frozen soil, and there is no spring breeze that can melt the ice and snow.

Some tests were done and I was finally discharged one cold morning.The day I left was very windy, messing up my hair and footsteps, and blowing the corners of Simu's white robe up and down.I didn't look back, and I didn't dare to look back, I knew I was escaping, and I also knew that I might never see this person I loved so much again.

Holding the address given to me by Captain Zuo, I walked around this city that I am not unfamiliar with, and finally found the former Room 403 in the messy old building.The outer walls here are dilapidated, covered with green plants, and painted with a lot of bright red "demolition" characters.I have no doubt that as long as I leave the hospital two days later, there will only be one barren ruin left here.

I got through the cordon and walked towards the place in my memory in silence.In the stairwell, there are peeling paint handrails, and the polished and smooth cement stairs in memory are also covered with dull dust. Pale light slowly falls in from the vents on the corridor wall, and the surroundings are eerily quiet.No more Mrs. Hu's enthusiastic call, no more Xiao Ai's lively shadow, no more Zheng Shutang's charming smile, no more Zhou Huai's noisy CD playing, no more Lao Wang's simple and honest laughter, no more Bai Bing's haughty figure—there is no longer that Simu I love so much, the Simu who will laugh at me, the Simu who will say he is jealous, the Simu who will protect me.

Everything in 403 has been removed, except for an old sofa covered with cobwebs.I didn't care about the raised dust, and sat silently on the sofa, slowly shrinking my body into a ball.A month ago, I was still sitting here in my mind, surrounded by a cleaned house, a pungent smell of oily fumes, or those things I used to hate, and now it seems so precious.I sit here, here in reality, and all the sound is gone, and there is only an inescapable silence, and there is only dust and cobwebs all over the room.

Sophistication is the most elusive thing.Time has passed, and things have changed.

I don't know how I fell asleep in that dusty place, and what kind of unspeakable mood I had.When I woke up, the things around me were soft, the touch of the quilt that had just been aired, and there was a smell of the sun, which made me slowly calm down the anger of waking up.I sat up, and the light sunlight was divided into small grids by the window frame and projected on the quilt, creating a special sense of silence.The sound of the radio came indistinctly from the ear, very unclear, and it could be vaguely distinguished as the very classic saxophone track "Going Home". It seemed that it was off-duty time.

Memories flooded in like a tide, and I suddenly remembered that every afternoon, when I was 13 years old, I stood by the door like this, waiting eagerly for the 05:30 community broadcast to sound, and then I would run to the balcony, waiting for my mother to return .She always steps on music, wears a black police uniform, and rides a bicycle with a broken bell. There are always bags of vegetables in the basket in front of the bicycle, and then she locks the bicycle lightly and goes upstairs.I pretended to be asleep, and my mother opened the door lightly. After a while, the smell of oily smoke and vegetables wafted from the kitchen... like a distant, sticky dream.I looked at my hands and told myself that this is reality.

The next second, something unexpected happened to me. Simu's voice came through the wooden door, which seemed extremely distant: "Are you awake?"

I have imagined many places where I am, for example, being kidnapped, for example, in the dormitory of the demolition team, for example, being taken home by kind people passing by, for example, I have returned to the subconscious world and imprisoned myself... …I never thought that I would be brought back to his home by Si Mu, at a wrong time and a wrong place.

The door lock made a slight "click", and Simu pushed the door and walked in, with the same refrigerator face that hadn't changed for thousands of years.I touched my face and found a handful of ashes: "Isn't this my subconscious mind?"

"...No." He said softly, his voice was deep and pleasant.

In the next second, I don't know what kind of mentality I came from, and I burst out laughing, smiling with tears in my eyes: "Hahahaha!! Are you lying to me? Is it reality? Then why did you bring me back? It's not here My delusion, you are not my lover!" After speaking, he quickly covered his mouth, wishing to eat back the last sentence.Oops, I accidentally told the shameful truth, and now I'm either kicked out or beaten by Si Mu (wake up! My Si Mu is not so violent!).

But Si Mu didn't react at all, and even this earth-shattering sentence didn't bring him any emotional fluctuations.He just explained plainly: "I heard from the left nurse that you found him and asked for the address of your previous home, so you came here."

"Why?" I looked at him.This Si Mu is the real Si Mu, a genius boy who is as cold as a machine.

He didn't speak, and I didn't chase after him any more, and I didn't have the qualifications to do so.

Dinner was held in silence. I used to enjoy and cherish this kind of silence, but now it has become an unavoidable torment. There seems to be an impenetrable wall between me and Si Mu, vague and far away.

"Sorry—" I opened my mouth, but I didn't know how to continue. It took me a long time to force myself out of this sentence, "...You actually...don't need to do this."

He looked at me and said flatly, "I know what I'm doing."

Oops.My hands froze instantly, and my face began to feel unstoppable hot.Even if I know that the person in front of me is not the one I expected, I still can't help but...

Wake up, Lin Feng, if you fall in love with him, you will lose.My heart tells me so, I can't help sticking my hands to my clothes and my heart, what does this mean?

Si Mu packed up the dishes and was about to turn around and go to the kitchen, but suddenly he turned his face and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

I still looked at him stupidly, with my left hand on my heart, I could even read the intensity of the heartbeat there.

It's too late.

Once this heart has moved, it will never be the same again.

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"Want to visit the cemetery?" Si Mu asked me, God