my neighbors

Chapter 32

Seriously.

I was wiping my dripping hair with a towel, and I was taken aback when I heard this: "Ah? Cemetery? What cemetery?" I had a vague guess in my heart, but the guess was too vague.

It turned out that my guess was correct, Si Mu said: "Old Wang, Zhou Huai, Bai Bing, Mrs. Hu, Zheng Shutang. The five people you killed were buried there."

"Such criminals can also be buried..." I shut up in the middle of my sentence, which is too rude to say so.Si Mu didn't respond, and explained: "Although they killed people, they are still human beings. It was my father Si Zhou who asked to erect a tombstone for these five people. He said that it was not easy for them to live."

I suddenly had a good impression of Si Mu's father, he sounded like a great man, the kind of greatness amidst the ordinary.

But when I was about to go, I found another problem and asked: "Wait...why do you want me to see it? Although I really want to see it."

Si Mu glanced at me indifferently, then turned his eyes away and said, "You know that the psychotherapy I used for you is an improved and extreme method. It's going to be scary again and then sleep for a long time. So I need to practice."

I smiled wryly and didn't speak. I guess I'll never go back. Subconsciously, the five people I hated the most have become my most familiar and most reluctant friends, even though subconsciously those people are for themselves. Atonement for the crime committed, but can't deny that they really, really took good care of me.

So I said to Si Mu: "I don't think I can go back, because there is no hatred, no fear, and no madness. If I really want to have something, it should be guilt." Guilt for choosing such a way, Ended the lives of these five people.

In this slightly hopeless real world, those once virtual times have finally become my most cordial nostalgia.

After lunch, Si Mu and I hired a taxi and went straight to the cemetery.The taxi driver was very talkative. When he heard that we were going to a cemetery, he immediately became interested. He chased after me and asked me if I was going to sweep the grave, who I was sweeping the grave for, and whether I have a good relationship with you.Naturally, Si Mu wouldn't answer this kind of question. I smiled at the driver and replied, "Well, those people are my... few friends, but they are also the people I hate the most."

Until I got out of the car, the driver was still immersed in my words and couldn't extricate himself, guessing what kind of existence the most hated friend should be.I patted him on the shoulder and told him not to think about it, it is better not to have this kind of experience.

Cemeteries always give people a depressing feeling.The light gray tombstones are lined up silently, with small plain flowers on them.The cemetery is far away from the city center, and the air here is full of solemnity and desolation.This is a place of death, no one wants to stay for a long time, except those who keep whispering and chatting with the dead.

Simu bought five bouquets of flowers at the entrance of the cemetery, and we walked in silently.

The tombstones of the five people were erected in a small corner, very inconspicuous. I looked down one by one along the road, offering flowers one by one, and my heart was filled with melancholy and inexplicable sadness.

The first thing to pass is the tombstone of the old king:

The dream said——"Are you the new resident? The one in 403 called Lin Feng?" Lao Wang showed a simple and honest smile on his face, "Just call me Lao Wang, since you look like a student, I will call you from now on. It's Xiaofeng."

Realistically speaking——"Leave these children to us." Pharaoh was smoking a cigarette and holding a fast-running chainsaw in his hand.

The second tombstone belongs to Zhou Huai:

The dream said——Zhou Huai's eyes were firm, as if it was the first time I saw his face that was not depressed and weird: "I want to invite you to dinner, please everyone on the fourth floor, can you come?"

To be realistic——Zhou Huai showed a weird smile, his expression relaxed as if he was talking about ordinary things like eating or sleeping: "Let's kill these two children right here?"

The third tombstone tree is for Bai Bing:

The dream said——Bai Bing held the handmade biscuits and jasmine tea and said: "I made this with my own hands." The expression was full of imperceptible expectations and shyness, and the fragrant smell lingered in my dreams to this day.

Realistically speaking——Bai Bing looked at the policewoman with cold and hopeless eyes, and her tone was as proud as a peacock: "You didn't have to die."

Mrs. Hu's tombstone is ranked fourth:

The dream said—— Mrs. Hu was carrying bags of fruits and vegetables, and smiled at me, smiling without suspicion: "Lin Feng, why are you being polite to me?"

Realistically speaking—— Mrs. Hu kicked Xiao Ai hard: "Why are you crying! Quiet my mother!"

The last tombstone belongs to Zheng Shutang, and the last bouquet of white daisies is also dedicated to him:

The dream said——Zheng Shutang looked at me who was blushing like a pancake, and suddenly showed a charming smile: "Lin Feng, it's not a strange thing to fall in love with a man. I wish you and Si Mu happiness."

Realistically speaking—"Because I like killing people." Zheng Shutang's eyes were full of disdain.

If-if-if it weren't for the distorted personalities of these people created by society, the reality should be the same as the dream-the same beauty.Lao Wang should get rid of his hatred and remarry with Nana, Zhou Huai should make a career out of his music, Bai Bing should look at his appearance and be brave with that boy, Mrs. Hu should make a couple with Xiaoai Intimate mother and daughter, Zheng Shutang and Qu Su should face the mundane world correctly and have less suspicion and misunderstanding... I should also grow up normally in the arms of the policewoman, and I should also be with Si Mu.

All these are just extravagant wishes, I can only give them and me such a happy ending in my mind.May only their warmest and touching side be left in my memory forever.

"I don't feel relieved." I said to Si Mu, but my tone was calm and relaxed, "Your method is correct. I shouldn't escape or forget these things. I will regret it for the rest of my life. It's better to face it, it's better to remember it." Come to think of it, even if the two memories overlap, it is considered a rare experience among human beings."

Simu suddenly reached out and touched the top of my head: "What did you see in your subconscious mind?"

The warm feeling on my head made my face flush, and I decided to tell a beautiful lie: "I dreamed that I became neighbors with these people and lived happily ever after. They are my - friends."

"That's all right." He turned his head away from looking at me, and I was really relieved when I was disappointed. If he continued to be gentle with me, I really don't know what I could do.

Unexpectedly, when I left the cemetery, I encountered an unexpected surprise.A girl walked slowly into the cemetery with the help of an old woman. The girl was wearing a white skirt and had long hair. In her eyes, she saw the delicacy and aura that a girl of this age should have.Of course, an ordinary girl would not let me care so much, I think... I saw Xiao Ai after growing up, this face intertwined with the face in my memory for an instant, and the intertwined memory also came from the subconscious , the numb and crazy face of the genius Xiao Ai, the face of missing and yearning for her father.

The old grandma raised her head, something flashed in her cloudy eyes, she said to me tremblingly: "Young man, is your name Lin Feng?"

my story ([-])

I didn't expect to be recognized by others. In an instant, I was moved and sad together, which almost made me cry.I didn't expect that in this strange world, there would be people who would remember me, and would even call out my name as soon as they saw me.

I looked at the old grandma, and although I couldn't help but want to laugh, I still replied embarrassedly: "Yes, but I can't remember who you are, sorry."

The old lady smiled kindly: "It's okay not to remember... When I saw you, you were still a child, lying unconscious on the hospital bed. I am Xiaoai's grandmother. I never had a chance to talk to you back then. Thank you, thank you for saving Xiao Ai, the young man is very brave."

As soon as I heard this, I hurriedly declined and said, "How can you say bravery, I was a criminal back then."

At this time, Xiao Ai, who had been holding the old grandma's hand, raised her head timidly: "Grandma, is this the big brother you said to save me when I can't remember?" The old grandma nodded.Xiao Ai smiled brightly at me: "Thank you big brother! Although I still can't remember anything, the big brother who saved me must be a hero!"

Looking at Xiao Ai's innocent and innocent smiling face, I was speechless.The old grandma said to me: "Xiao Nizi has forgotten all about that matter." I bent down and touched Xiao Ai's head: "I hope she will never think about such things in her life."

The old lady and Xiao Ai came to visit the grave for Xiao Ai's parents, and they all died tragically at the hands of those five people.I chatted with the old lady for a few words, and then we left separately.I know that it will not be easy for me to see Xiaoai again after this farewell, but I will silently bless her.

come on.Xiao Ai, come on.

You are a good boy, there will be many people like you.As for the past, don't ever think about it again.Come on, you will eventually find your own happiness.Don't be like your brother Lin Feng, falling in love with someone who probably won't love you at all.

Unaware of the gloomy look in Si Mu's eyes, I smiled at him and said, "Let's go home." How long can I stay by Si Mu's side?I don't know, and I don't want to think about it, so let me deceive myself like this, it's good for everyone.

The next few days when Si Mu and I returned home were uneventful. Si Mu gave me a little psychological test, and he was rarely surprised when he found out that I really had a high school education level. into knowledge quiz.I am content with this ordinary status quo, and I am also not content with it. I always feel that when I show a confused expression, Si Mu should kiss me.Of course this shame