my brother is not human

Xia Zhihan walked around the bridge for several days, but found nothing.He went to ask his old neighbors, former teachers and classmates, and they all said that there was no such person as Xia Chaoyin.

He even found nobility.In his heart, he was actually unwilling to talk to these people. Since he was a child, he didn't like to talk to others. He looked like a reclusive person, but it was actually because he didn't want others to ask about his legs, and then laughed at and bullied he.

He was contacted by Gao Shang through the earth cylinder teacher.You see, even everyone still exists in this world, even a teacher I met many years ago, a classmate I never spoke to, a street sweeper, they are all still there, except for one person missing.

And everyone said no less.

Xia Zhihan had no choice but to start contacting these people.He made an appointment with Gao Shang at the small ice cream shop next to the No. [-] Middle School. Xia Zhihan didn't recognize her at first, but the girl in his impression who looked like a street girl with an afro was wearing a white skirt and a Glasses, and a straw that is sipping milk tea very cutely.

She said, "Xia Chaoyin, I know."

Xia Zhihan sat up straight and said, "You know?"

She said, "Yes, isn't it your brother?"

She was absent-mindedly playing with her mobile phone, scrolling through Moments while drinking milk tea.

Xia Zhihan said: "He had a good time with you, no wonder you remember him, this time when I came back, they all said that there was no such person as Xia Chaoyin."

Gao Shang smiled, raised his fingers and took a sip of milk tea: "Hehe, it's better than that part, when was this made up?"

Xia Zhihan looked at her with a frown, Gao Shang smoothed his hair, and said, "So you were the one who chased me and tricked me into your house. I'll find someone to beat you up before you stop pestering me. Cnm, back then you really frightened me, telling the air that it was your younger brother who died a long time ago."

Xia Zhihan was a little stunned, he would rather believe that Mother Xia was not dead than that he had chased after Gao Shang.

Gao Shang stood up, stroking her hair and said, "I've paid the bill." After speaking, she turned and left.

In the past few days, Xia Zhihan asked people everywhere, but no one told him that Xia Chaoyin had lived until he was in his 20s.

Xia Zhihan has physical problems and looks a little out of place, but he is not mentally ill, he knows he is not.It is impossible for him to dream of a person, but the iron-like facts are in front of him, and there is no evidence of his existence. Is it really his own problem?

Before Xia Zhihan left, he went to that mountain again.

To the east of Minghuai Town are continuous mountains, green sea in summer and white clouds in winter. The so-called white mountains and black waters probably refer to such a scene.

The mountain they used to go to often, but now there is only his lonely tomb.Are these all my own imaginations, confusing my fantasy with reality?

Xia Zhihan touched the deserted tombstone, whether his memory made a mistake, or Minghuai Town made a mistake.

If his memory is correct, what secrets does Minghuai River have? Why do people in the town regard it as a forbidden place?What happened that afternoon?

Chaoyin.

Did Chao Yin ever exist?

Everything has surpassed the scope of our cognition, and it is developing on an increasingly outrageous track. Probably, it is the most reasonable explanation to believe that there has never been such a person as Xia Chaoyin.

One summer, Xia Zhihan couldn't remember exactly when it happened.But does this mean that he has a memory problem?Just ask you something about your childhood, can you tell when it happened?

He remembered the temperature that summer.In Shuobei, even in summer, there is no such humid heat or dry heat, but very transparent heat. Grandma Xia was still alive at that time. She was wearing a vest and was in good spirits. She leaned on the table and ate cucumbers.

Everywhere is green, green screen doors, green trees, green hillsides, so cool.Xia Zhaoyin said that he found a magical place and wanted to take him there.

The two crossed the railway track and climbed to the west hill.

Xia Zhihan was not in good health, so Xia Chaoyin carried him for a while, and finally arrived at an open pavilion.

There seem to be many stone pillars there, and there are places to sit, at the highest point of the mountain.

Xia Zhaoyin sat there, singing against the wind.

He remembered Xia Chaoyin asking him why he never talked to him.

That West Mountain has no name, but every summer, the two of them often go there to pick mushrooms, with catkins flying all over their faces, playing like crazy during the day, and sleeping on the same bed at night.

But now the mountain is still there, and the pavilion is still there, but there is only a tombstone left, telling him that Xia Chaoyin is gone.It's not that it's gone, it's that it wasn't there at all.

Xia Zhihan recalled the past, and suddenly remembered that they had buried some things in the pavilion before, like some treasure maps and rare game coins.

Xia Zhihan suddenly took his hand off the tombstone, and walked up the mountain resolutely.

Along the way, his back was drenched with sweat, and his legs hurt so much that he couldn't walk anymore. He pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.

The pavilion was still as it was in memory, with crooked stone pillars and steles.

He walked in and took a look. It turned out that there were densely packed characters engraved on the stone tablet, all of which were strange characters. He couldn't understand them, so he took pictures with his mobile phone.

He remembered being buried under the second pillar.

He went to dig.

He dug until it was dark, when the moon came up.

Xia Zhihan was finally exhausted, he leaned against the pillar, and fell asleep in a half-drowsy state.He knew that there was nothing he could do, he couldn't hold on any longer, probably Xia Chaoyin really didn't exist.

Not only the second pillar, but he dug all five pillars, very deep.Nothing, not even a coin.

The moonlight shines alone, the broad mountaintop, verdant greenery, mottled magnificent stone pillars and a small stele beside it, five stone pillars form a circle, there is an entrance and exit, and there are stone edges between the pillars. Sit downstream.

Exhausted, he had no energy to climb up the stone edge and sit for a while. He was leaning against the exit. His jeans and shoes had been covered with dust for several layers. There were English letters written on his T-shirt. The moonlight shone on the top of the mountain, shining The cold stone pillar, so beautiful that it is not human, also reflects Xia Zhihan, his delicate eyebrows, straight nose, and slender waist, but no one will come to see him.

Xia Zhihan doesn't sleep very soundly. People say that when he doesn't sleep soundly, his soul will fly away and he will have many, many dreams.

He had a very, very real dream.

In the dream, he didn't know how old he was, he should be a child, and he still lived in the old house in Minghuai Town.

He has several cats.

There is a white one and a brindle one.He put the white cat on the windowsill.Feed it a kind of green thin grass with green stamens on it.

He went back to look at the tabby kitten, which was molting.Xia Zhihan was a little scared, but he knew it was his cat and he couldn't be afraid, so he went to see it.The cat's tabby skin has faded by half.

He knew the cat would look better.At this time, he suddenly thought of the white cat.So he came to the window, only to see that the window was closed, and the window sill was empty, and his heart ached.

He opened the window, and there was heavy snow flying outside, so big and so big, covering the weeds behind the house, flying all over the whole world.

He was terrified, in such weather, could the white cat survive and find food?He felt the pain spreading from his right leg to his whole body, to his fingertips, to his hair.He saw that green grass was left on the gray window sill, so thin and beautiful, it probably wasn't grass, but some flowering branch.

Xia Zhihan felt a light shining on him, he couldn't tell where he was for a moment, half of his soul was still trapped in a dream, he felt that if he opened his eyes, what he saw would probably be in the old house in Minghuai Town ceiling and TV bar.

But he also faintly felt that it was not, so he never wanted to open his eyes.He tried to remember himself, he should be on the mountain, at this moment he felt that someone was pushing him hard with something, he woke up suddenly, and the mighty mountain wind filled his head all of a sudden.

A man who cannot see his nose and mouth clearly.

Xia Zhihan stood up. He had learned the secret art for three years outside when he was a child. It can be said that gods can block and kill gods, and Buddhas can block and kill Buddhas.In his heart, he has never had the concept of fear. He thinks that others should be afraid of him.

Sure enough, the strange person on the opposite side was frightened by him, stepped back a little, and the light of the flashlight flickered: "What are you doing here!"

Xia Zhihan remained silent, staring at him coldly, his face was very pale, his eyes were very dark, like a ghost in the forest.

The man took off his mask and said, "I am a forest watcher here, what are you doing here!"

Xia Zhihan said, "I'm going down the mountain right now."

The man stopped him and said: "It's so dark, there are long insects (snakes) in the mountains, first come to my place to deal with them overnight."

Xia Zhihan followed the direction he pointed, and sure enough, he saw a small house not far away with a light on.He felt a little strange, at this time, in this kind of barren mountains and wild mountains, there would be such kind-hearted people?Wouldn't it be to trick him into murdering him for money?

There are many similar situations in Liaozhai, but Xia Zhihan, a big man, doesn't think about that.

Even if it was murder for money, he thought, it would be bad luck for him to meet him, maybe he could kill him and sleep there for a night, and he could also observe whether the body of that person would disappear.

Xia Zhihan followed the man, who asked, "Are you from Minghuai?"

Xia Zhihan said, "I lived here when I was young."

The man said, "Yeah, all the young people here have moved away."