my brother is not human

Xia Zhihan felt that he was caught in a conspiracy, and there must be a reason behind this incident, but he knew too little, and felt that the surroundings were surrounded by clouds of fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Mother Xia is dead, how can the dead be resurrected and cook for him?

Xia Zhihan stood in front of Xia Chaoyin's grave, touching the cold tombstone with his thin fingers.

Xia Zhaoyin, the person who has been with him for half his life, is buried here?

He doesn't believe it.

He knocked down the tombstone with the shovel he brought, and wanted to see if anyone was inside.

Xia's mother came with him, and she didn't stop him at this time, but just watched numbly, the wind blowing her white hair.

Minghuai Town is in the northernmost part of China. The wind here is very clear and far away, as if blowing from the fourth level of heaven and earth.

Fairy wind bursts.

Mighty.

Xia Zhihan dug the grave without saying a word, and he saw a small coffin.He used a screwdriver to screw the nails on the smasher, and found that the nails were loose and there were many scratches on them.

His heart trembled, these scratches looked very familiar.

Could it be. . .

He thought, could it be that someone opened this coffin and put a stranger's body inside to deceive him?

Xia's mother said softly on the side: "You don't even remember, you have been here several times for inspection, this is the fifth time, do you still remember?"

Mama Xia's voice was so soft that she couldn't hear it clearly in the wind.

Xia Zhihan pursed his lips, and vigorously lifted the lid of the coffin, a stench came over his face, and there was a small corpse lying inside, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

Only the watermelon head looks alike.

Xia Zhihan closed the lid of the coffin and buried it casually.

He looked at Mama Xia with a slight smile, and said, "Oh? Really? This is the fifth time I've come here?"

Mama Xia nodded.Xia Zhihan said, "Then how many times have I gone to Minghuai River?"

Mother Xia looked at him with fear and helplessness in her eyes, without saying a word.

Xia Zhihan bypassed her and went down the mountain. He decided to go to Minghuai River to take a look, since everyone pointed their finger at that.

Maybe there is just a conspiracy, but he is not afraid, he has to go.

Even if it is death, he must find out the truth of the matter.

Following the path in his memory, he found the vicinity of Minghuai Bridge, where vegetable sellers were gathered, people from the nearby village, and it was very lively in the sunset.

The dodo flies in the setting sun, to an unseen height.

Xia Zhihan remembered that the two of them often watched the birds flying around in the campus, guessing where they were flying, whether it was the past or the future.

The two happily gambled and then competed for drinks. Most of the time, it was Xia Chaoyin who unilaterally insisted on grabbing his food.

Xia Zhihan walked onto the Minghuai Bridge.

He remembered that the bridge was very lively, especially at night, and many businesses were selling here, but on the other side of the bridge, it was dead silent, and no one dared to go to the other side of the bridge.

He didn't know what to do there, he just knew not to go, just like knowing the simple truth that people will live and die.

There is a wasteland over there, within the range of everyone's sight, there is nothing.In winter, there was heavy white snowfall. Xia Zhihan remembered very clearly that on the fifteenth day of every year, everyone would walk to this side of the bridge. Xia Zhaoyin held a lot of firecrackers, walked and set off them all the way, and was often scolded by his mother.

At that time, the sky was full of fireworks, reflected on the white snow, it was very beautiful, people were singing and singing, and the sky was full of noise.

But on the other side of the bridge, there is only white snow and flying crows, forming a strange contrast with the bustling scene here. It seems that the bustling scene is so unreal, but the quiet scene is so far away.

Xia Zhihan would often dream of this place in his dreams. When he came back here, he walked along the river bank. He couldn't reach the end, but he could only see the frozen water.

Now he is finally standing here again, and he is no longer a child at the mercy of others, he can go anywhere.

He crossed the middle of the bridge and looked at the river flowing under the bridge. It was very calm under the setting sun. He didn't have any impression of the river water. In his impression, it was frozen here.

Every Chinese New Year, there will be many ice sculptures and photographs on the ice.

He walked through the middle of the bridge, not knowing what was waiting for him there, whether it was death, or something worse than death, he was not afraid.

Because what he is experiencing now, the bone-chilling loneliness, is really more terrifying than anything else, life is like a crumbling phantom.

Tell him there is nothing.

He came to the bridge and stopped.

Staring blankly at the opposite world.

There are many houses, high-rise buildings, and cars parked on the side of the road. Vegetable stalls stretch across the entire bridge, all the way to the other side of the bridge. The setting sun shines peacefully here, and people bargain with the sellers.

An adult took a child by the hand and scolded, "It's already said that there is no money, so you can't go!"

Little kids must buy the chicken fried cutlet there and stand there crying.

There is also the noisy sound of cutting watermelon.

Xia Zhihan walked over, he asked a passerby: "What is this place?"

A passer-by glared at him and said, "Minghuai Street!"

Xia Zhihan said, "Minghuai Street? Isn't it gone after Minghuai Bridge? When was this place built?"

The passer-by uncle stopped in his tracks and said, "Minghuai Street has always been there, all the way to the easternmost bus station, where you can take a bus."

Xia Zhihan said, "Isn't the passenger station on the west side?"

The passer-by uncle said: "Ah, we have two passenger stations here, one east and one west."

Xia Zhihan walked down this street, only to see normal people around him, if they were pretending to be monsters, they would look too similar.

But Xia Zhihan was still very vigilant, after all, this matter was a bit strange.

After walking for a short time, there was a fork in the road with blue street signs. The three forks lead to different streets, the south leads to Zhenhua Street, and the north leads to Hongyan Street.

Xia Zhihan looked at it, and found that the road layout was normal, and the cars and people were normal.He was a little tired and felt a little unable to walk.The sun is too big.My legs hurt like pins and needles.

Did he really remember it wrong?

He felt cold from the inside out.

No, no way, he thought.

He continued to walk forward, and sure enough, he saw a passenger terminal. The conductor was standing on the bus and shouted that it was a bus bound for Harbin.

He turned around, people were doing their own things, and no one was peeking at him.

Everyone was in a hurry, and he was the only one standing there blankly.

He felt the pain in his leg again.

He remembered that this was the last thing he wanted to mention to others.

Although he always acted like he didn't care, he cared very much in his heart.

Xia Zhaoyin is different, he has a healthy body and legs that are good at running.

Xia Zhaoyin knew that she envied him very much, so she always dangled in front of him with her bare legs vaguely.

He remembered that night.

That night, his legs started hurting again, and he couldn't sleep in bed.

It was probably autumn, and they were still wearing long johns, and the green vines outside were half withered and yellow under the moonlight.

It seemed as if it withered and turned yellow in an instant.

Xia Zhihan couldn't fall asleep, so he simply sat up, leaned against the wall, petted the black cat, and teased it.

Xia Zhaoyin also came over and reached out to touch the cat.

Maomao was speechless, and was awakened by these two stupid humans. It jumped, jumped onto the table beside it, and then slipped away through the crack of the door.

Xia Zhihan lowered his eyelids, didn't look at Xia Chaoyin, lay down coldly, and turned to face the wall.

Xia Chaoyin hugged him from behind, rubbing his feet against his legs.He probably felt the tension in Xia Zhihan's back, and leaned closer to him and asked, "Does it hurt, brother?"

His voice was very soft, afraid of waking Mama Xia who was sleeping next door, he spoke in his ear with a weak air current that could only vibrate a piece of paper.

Xia Zhihan remained silent.

Xia Zhaoyin got under the quilt, took off his long johns, and carefully kissed his wound, kissing and licking, but too carefully, without any pornography, somewhat similar to the cat just now.

The two fell asleep upside down, head to foot, foot to head.

Xia Zhihan has been dragged down by his sick leg all his life, but he doesn't feel too uncomfortable, Xia Chaoyin takes good care of him.Get ahead of him and bear the pain for him.

Now, Xia Zhihan is sitting on the steps of the passenger station, looking up at the blue sky, which is vast without a trace of haze.

After staying in Beijing for a long time, he felt that such a blue color was very abnormal, as fake as glass.

The long wind blew, but he couldn't do anything, and he even wanted to believe that Xia Zhaoyin didn't have such a statement at all.If Xia Chaoyin found out, he would probably evaporate in grief.

Could it be, a thought suddenly crossed Xia Zhihan's mind, he stared at the blue sky, could it be that this town is fake?