my brother is not human

Xia Chaoyin seemed to have evaporated from the world, and suddenly disappeared without any sign of existence, and Xia Zhihan was a little helpless.

But he knew that Xia Chaoyin had existed before, and relying on his belief, he couldn't forget the last time he saw Xia Chaoyin, his drunken back.

If one day you are wiped out of the world by some kind of conspiracy, and there is no trace of your existence, who will firmly believe that you have existed?

Although Xia Zhihan believed it, he couldn't find any reason here. The enemy did it perfectly, and Xia Zhihan didn't think they were pretending.

Xia Zhihan decided to go to Minghuai Town to take a look. Since everyone said that since he left Xia Chaoyin at Minghuaihe that year, he never came back, so the problem lies in Minghuaihe.

he thought.It may also be that Xiao Lin and the others pretended to be too similar, and he still felt that Xia Chaoyin was murdered by them, because he was so drunk that night, it was easy to kill him.And Xiaolin is also the most motivated, killing him will allow his children to inherit his father's company in a legitimate way.

While suspicious of Xiao Lin, Xia Zhihan stopped making trouble and asked his father to release him back, showing an appearance of giving up on the investigation.

He hid at home for a few days, and in July, he finally made up his mind to visit Minghuai Town.

He didn't really want to go back.When Chaoyin was present, he often went back to have a look. The two of them planned, but in the end they never went back once. It must have been almost ten years.

When he went back this time, he just wanted to find some hidden traces of Xia Chao's past, and walk around the old streets and alleys.

What he didn't expect was that in his hometown, he actually met a person who didn't exist.

He got out of the van by the door of the fruit shop.The bright moon shines on his lonely head.

Thinking about it, he didn't often take Xia Chaoyin out to play. Probably the only time he took the initiative to ask Xia Chaoyin to go out was an unpleasant experience. In order to save money, he signed up for a tour group.

At that time, he also noticed Xia Zhaoyin's anger value, but he didn't care, he thought that he could take him to a better place when he had money in the future.Xia Zhaoyin was a little angry, he wasn't afraid at all.He knew how much Xia Zhaoyin loved him.

He got out of the van with a few scattered people and walked home along the route he remembered.The street was very desolate, it was just after eight o'clock, and there were no people on the street, the street lamps were shining alone, and he didn't recognize the few people who walked by.

It made him feel that this place was very strange, except for the weeping willows beside the road and the winding direction of the road, nothing could give him a familiar feeling.

When he arrived at the door of the house, there was a big iron door. He found the key, but found that the door was not locked, it was only slightly inserted.He reached in and opened the door lock. He noticed that there were still broken couplets on the door, which had been torn apart.

The yard is also quite different from what I remember.

Xia Zhihan was startled.

In his memory, it was a huge and endless yard, and he didn't know how many times the two of them slept in the yard, watched the stars, and drank [-] cents soda with big white pears.The courtyard is as boundless as a barren wilderness, every star represents an unknown treasure, and countless flowers are hidden under every grass.

But now, he saw that the yard was so small, full of debris, and a few solitary grasses, which was not the grassland in his impression.

He crossed the yard in a few steps.

He opened the door and went in, but the inner door was unlocked.He walked into the big house, and habitually touched the switch on the wall, because he had grown a lot taller, so he touched it for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the overhead lights turned on unexpectedly, and there was a person lying in front of the sewing machine.

It seems to be sleeping.

Xia Zhihan, in our stories, has always been a fearless person.

But at the moment his mind was a little dazed.

He dragged his legs, staggered over, and yanked the person lying on the sewing machine.

The man's temples were already gray, and he looked at Xia Zhihan in surprise, and her eyes changed in an instant, becoming so kind, loving, and full of helplessness, even if anyone pretended to be wearing a diaper, He definitely couldn't put on that look.

The look of a mother.

She pinched Xia Zhihan's arm and said, "Why are you so thin? You didn't tell me in advance when you came back at this hour. You see, there is no hot mouth at home. Have you eaten? Do you want to eat something?" What?"

Xia Zhihan stood there in a daze.

Mother Xia is dead.

Then who is this person.Or who was the one who died?

His head was a little confused. Regarding Xia's mother's death, he remembered it was in the third year of high school. He remembered the dim lights in the hospital, and Xia Chaoyin's sudden extra white hair on his temples.He still remembered that he promised Xia Zhaoyin to take him to play, and he only cared about coaxing his younger brother. It was so chaotic at that time, there was a lot of noise everywhere, and many relatives gathered together.

How his mother died, he couldn't remember. .

Maybe there was a car accident?It was the head teacher Long Ge or something who told him. Later, they went back to this house to clean up mother's belongings and burned a lot of things. .

Seeing Xia Zhihan's dazed look, Xia's mother reached out and grabbed him, pulling him to the sofa beside him.

The sofa was covered with a yellow blanket, which was a bit old.And he clearly remembered that Xia Chaoyin burned the blanket.

Xia's mother was busy on the side, brought him some hot porridge, asked him to eat some first, and made him his favorite fried small intestine tomorrow.

Xia's mother told him to eat quickly, Xia Zhihan picked up the spoon, took a few mouthfuls hesitantly, the warm porridge felt very real in his empty stomach.

But he wasn't sure if Mama Xia was as real.If not true, what is?He doesn't believe that there are ghosts in the world, and Mama Xia is not vicious, just like in his impression.

Xia's mother said, "How about outside? Don't call home."

Xia Zhihan put down the spoon, he looked at Mama Xia inquisitively, the eyes, nose, and mouth were all so similar.The look in the eyes and the feeling of the whole body are all the same.

He shivered.

Xia Zhihan said: "Xia Chaoyin is dead, probably killed by someone."

He stared at Mother Xia, watching her reaction without blinking.

Mother Xia's eyes dimmed all of a sudden, she touched Xia Zhihan's hair with her hand, and whispered, "Is he really dead? It's good to be dead, good to be dead."

Her eyes were wet and she was about to shed tears.

Xia Zhihan said, "What do you mean by that?"

Xia's mother said: "Xiaohan, do you still remember what happened back then? It's been so many years, you should let it go, none of us blame you, Xiaoyin, I just pretended I never gave birth to him."

Xia Zhihan thought for a while and said, "Back then?"

Xia's mother said: "You took him to the bridge back then, and he never came back. You...you always imagined that he was still by your side, and sometimes you talked to yourself in the empty room...you know how uncomfortable my mother is. Is it? Every time I see it, it feels like a needle pricks my heart. Xiaohan...you are not young anymore, you should come out..."

Xia Zhihan looked at her calmly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, as if he had been possessed by Xia Chaoyin.

Mother Xia looked at him, patted his head lovingly, and said, "Since Xiaoyin is dead, you have to start a new life, live well, I beg you."

Xia Zhihan was silent for a moment, looking at the weeping mother Xia, it was pitch black outside the window, but the lights in the room were shining brightly, illuminating the snow-white bedsheets with patterns and the old TV.It's a little scary, like breaking into a nightmare that you can't get out of.

A dream without Xia Chaoyin.

Xia Zhihan was held in the arms of Xia's mother. Through the gap, he saw the half-open door of the big house, and saw the pitch-black kitchen. There was a whirring blow, but there was no sound.

A little cautious, the room is very quiet, the lights are too bright.

Xia Zhihan turned on the TV casually, and the Legend of the Condor Heroes of an unknown year was playing on the TV.

he remembers.He remembered sleeping in this room before, and Xia Chaoyin would always sneak up in the middle of the night to watch TV, eat, and once spilled water.

The voices of the characters on the TV immediately filled the small room, laughing happily.

Mama Xia sat on the bed, the light of the TV shone on her face.It looked so peaceful, but the surrounding room was pitch black.

Xia Zhihan is also a daring person. When a normal person encounters this kind of thing, he would have rushed out of the door in fright. .

Xia Zhihan said: "Xia Chaoyin, did he not come back after that year?"

He decided to follow everyone's words and ask, lies must have flaws, as long as enough is said.

Xia's mother looked at her hands and said to herself: "Hey, Xiaohan, why can't you make it through? At that time, people from all over the town were looking for Xiaoyin. Six days later, they found Xiaoyin in the Minghuai River. His corpse, Xiaohan, you were there when he was buried, at that time, at that time." Mama Xia couldn't continue, she stared blankly at the TV, tears were about to fall, "At that time you didn't In this way, you still understand the matter, and you still come to comfort me..."

Xia Zhihan closed his eyes, he didn't have the slightest impression at all.

He said, "Where is he buried?"