dead innocent

He had that dream again. In the dream, the thick blood color covered the sky, as if the sky was covered with a misty red veil, and the surroundings were filled with misty white smoke, like the ghostland described by Pu Songlin.

Three coffins were parked where the white mist was fading, black wood and black paint, the coffins had no lids, and the darkness looked like a hole leading to hell.He didn't wonder who the owners of these three coffins were, it seemed that he vaguely knew the answer, but the floating beach in his mind that was close to the 'truth' was too shallow, and would easily be washed away by the waves.In the dream, he was like a prisoner with his hands and feet bound. He could only watch quietly, unable to approach or retreat.Until three dead bodies suddenly sat up in the three dead coffins, the sudden fright made him open his eyes immediately.

The first thing Yuan Xu did when he woke up was to get the mobile phone beside his pillow. From the call log, he found a call from around 15:43 last night. The number was unknown, and the call lasted two minutes and [-] seconds.

It's not a dream, it's not a dream, he received this call again, this person, this person is still looking for him!

Yuan Xu dropped his cell phone, buried his face in the quilt, gathered his fists and let out a low growl submerged in the thick cotton wool, as if he wanted to break through the surface of the earth and get into hell.

He didn't understand why this man refused to let him go!

He got up from the bed, walked to the writing desk and sat down, opened the drawer and took out a book of a certain British poker player. There were dozens of sheets of paper in the green cover, which was very thin and delicate.

Today's sun was a bit too bright, shining spots of light on the cover of the notebook, dazzlingly bright, Yuan Xu took out a pen from the pen holder and wanted to write something on the notebook.He doesn't have many friends, and I don't know when he developed the habit of writing a diary. Now, writing has become a must-do thing for him every day. Every day when he gets up early or goes into the night, he has to leave some words in the notebook.

Because he had a nightmare just now, he was still trembling all over. The ledger was placed in front of him. His left hand trembled slightly and he wanted to open the cover, but just before he touched the cover, a breeze from the window blew his hand. After leaving the track, he suddenly picked up the ledger and put it upside down on the table.

Yuan Xu looked at the back cover of the diary facing him, his eyes were blank and confused, as if he didn't understand why he did this, and he didn't know if he was the one who flipped the diary just now.

Laughter suddenly came from downstairs, familiar and unfamiliar, men's and women's.

After changing his clothes, he walked out of the room and went to the stairs to look down, only to see a guest came to the house at some point. The guest was wearing a black lapel T-shirt that was out of date, and a pair of slacks of the same color that were not at all high-end.Aside from his tall, long legs and handsome appearance, he doesn't show the slightest nobility. He sits in the living room drinking tea like a passer-by, with the family's nanny Xiaohui as his companion.

"Xiao Xun, Officer Chu is waiting for you, come down quickly."

Chu Xingyun put down the high-grade white porcelain teacup in his hand, raised his head and smiled at him: "Good morning."

Yuan Xu walked down the second floor slowly, his light and powerless eyes fell on Chu Xingyun's face, and the blankness and confusion just now appeared in his eyes.

Chu Xingyun didn't let go of the change in his eyes. In just a short distance of more than a dozen stairs, when Yuan Xu came to the living room on the first floor, the strangeness in his eyes had turned into familiarity. What does this mean?Did he suddenly think of himself, or suddenly forget himself.

The nanny said that he had to go to piano lessons later, and told him to eat breakfast quickly and not be late.

Yuan Xu nodded, stayed where he was, looked at Chu Xingyun and asked, "Do you have anything to do with me? Captain Chu."

Chu Xingyun picked up the teacup again, studied the patterns on the cup wall and said, "Don't worry, I'll drop by with you, and I'll take you to class later."

Yuan Xu frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with his proposal, and wanted him to clarify the purpose of coming as soon as possible and then break up, but his politeness and self-cultivation did not allow him to treat a people's policeman like this, so he didn't say anything, Sit in the dining room and have breakfast.

Just now he found out that the police couldn't help him, they were doing nothing, and they didn't believe him just like those people.

Chu Xingyun drank a few sips of tea, stood up and walked around the living room. When passing by the photos hanging on the wall, he took a few more glances, and asked casually: "Why didn't I see the photo of you and your three friends. "

Yuan Xu glanced at where he was, his gaze was quick, but his tone was calm: "We don't like taking pictures."

This sentence does not seem like a lie, so Yuan Xu is rarely seen in the photos hanging on the wall at this moment. The only two photos are still when he was very young, and there is no photo with his parents. A photo of his older boys.Yuan Xu has a baby face, so it is not very different from when he was a child. People can recognize the five or six-year-old boy in the photo at a glance.The one who held him in his arms and smiled brightly at the camera was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Their looks were somewhat similar, and they could be seen as brothers.It's just that the young man looked a little weak and sick. Holding the five or six-year-old Yuan Xu in his arms made his slender back bend down, and he looked very strenuous, but his smile was bright, calm, and kind to his younger brother. favorite.

"Let's go."

Yuan Xu came behind him at some point.

Chu Xingyun looked back at him, pointed to the boy in the photo and said, "This is your brother?"

Yuan Xudan's wind-like gaze blew across the photo, picked up his schoolbag and said, "Yes." After speaking, he went out the door first.

Chu Xingyun followed him out, looking at his back thoughtfully. From the photos, the relationship between the brothers is not bad.Yuan Xu's elder brother, Yuan Kai, was 25 years old when he died of illness, and Yuan Xu was also fourteen or fifteen years old at the time, and he was also at an age where he could still remember, but Yuan Xu didn't have much affection for his ill-fated elder brother.

After going out the gate, I saw Yuan Xu standing beside his Dongfeng, which was covered in wind and dust, and asked politely, "Is it your car?"

Chu Xingyun held the car keys and walked towards him, glanced at all kinds of luxury cars lined up on the side of the road, and said with a dull smile: "I have vision."

Yuan Xu reported the location, Chu Xingyun roughly estimated the route in his heart, and found that he only had ten minutes to interrogate him on the road, and when the car drove out of the community, he asked: "I didn't hear you mention it last time, did you And a brother."

Yuan Xu obviously didn't want to talk about this topic with him, so he was very careless and perfunctory, almost letting people hear his impatience and impatience.

Chu Xingyun calculated in his heart for a while, changed the subject, and said, "I haven't asked you yet, where were you the day Cheng Xun died?"

This question made Yuan Xu more vigilant than the one just now. He first fell silent, then thought about it carefully, and then said cautiously: "I went home as soon as school was over. I should have been sleeping at the time."

Chu Xingyun's tone was very relaxed, and he asked: "At that time? What was it at that time?"

"When Cheng Xun had an accident."

Chu Xingyun smiled: "Strange, I didn't tell you the time of Cheng Xun's death."

Yuan Xu suddenly turned his head to look at him, blinking his eyes a few times quickly, his eyes were as messy as a revolving lantern, and he regained his voice after a while: "Isn't it midnight? I think I should be sleeping at that time."

Chu Xingyun glanced at him with the corner of his lips hooked, and said teasingly like a child: "What are you nervous about, you didn't say anything wrong."

"what?"

Chu Xingyun said: "Your nanny testified to you that you were at home that night."

"Oh."

Chu Xingyun held the steering wheel with one hand, propped his forehead on the car window with the other hand, turned to look at him and said, "I wonder why you still send me an email since you don't trust me so much."

Under his persuasive questions, Yuan Xu gradually shrank back into the corner, shrunk his shoulders and lowered his head like a child being criticized, and said vaguely: "I don't, I don't distrust you."

Chu Xingyun looked at him being careful and curled up in fear, and felt some compassion.Just like in the fast food restaurant, I didn't have the heart to ask.In the face of Liu Jiamin, a truly weak woman, he can still sing to the end with the face of the black Baogong selflessly, so why can't he get his hands on Yuan Xu?

Yuan Xu was looking out of the car window when he suddenly said, "I'll get off here, thank you."

"I haven't arrived at the training class yet."

"No, I don't want to take piano lessons. I want to visit my friends. I haven't visited them for so long."

Then Chu Xingyun witnessed how the young master of a rich family spent money, and it cost thousands of dollars to buy a basketball casually.A bunch of inconspicuous small white flowers is sold by branch, and a small bunch is worth thousands of oceans.Although he lived in the He family for many years, He Cheng never spent such a large amount of money when he was a child, and it was not until he became an adult that he made money by himself that he started to be extravagant.Thinking about it this way, He Cheng still understands some human nature.

Yuan Xu took the gift of visiting an old friend and got into Chu Xingyun's car, and was sent to the cemetery in the south of the city by him. Before getting off the car, he thanked him, and then walked into the gate of the cemetery with the gift.

Chu Xingyun parked the car under a row of poplar trees on the side of the road opposite the cemetery, and watched the boy's back gradually disappear into the steles.At this time, the sun was shining brightly, and there were no other visitors in the silent cemetery, and there was no trace of fresh air. Only an old cleaner walked slowly through the forest of steles with a woven bag on his back and a broom Come and go.

He sat in the car and smoked a cigarette, and then prepared to start the car and leave here.Just turning the car key, I saw a few boys ranging in age from seven to eight running past the front of the car, chasing a basketball. Their immature and loud shouts were indescribably discordant against the background of the cemetery. .It wasn't the dissonance that caught his attention, but the basketball the boys were fighting over.He could see clearly that the boy kicked the basketball on the ground like a football, and when the basketball rolled on the ground, the "AW" logo flashed for a moment when it was illuminated by the sun. If he remembered correctly, the basketball that Yuan Xu bought just now also had this logo on it .

Chu Xingyun jumped out of the car and called them to stop, and asked an older boy at the head: "Tell uncle, where did the basketball come from?"

If the parents of these children can afford a thousand yuan basketball, how can they live near the cemetery.

It may be that Chu Xingyun was too serious at this time, so the boys were all bluffed by him, and the boy holding the basketball said stupidly: "Grandpa gave it."

"Who is grandpa?"

The boy raised his finger to the cemetery, and the crooked old cleaner flashed past the place and said, "I have a lot of them, all from grandpa."

After the boy finished speaking, he led his partner and ran across the road to the gate of the cemetery, threw the basketball on the ground and kicked it.A child bumped into a person like a flying fly, and ran away laughing and laughing without apologizing.

Yuan Xu, who was hit, didn't care, and continued to walk with his head down, gradually walking away with his back to the cemetery.

Chu Xingyun saw him disappear at an intersection, and then crossed the horse path and walked straight into the cemetery. The cemetery was very quiet, only the low chirping of cicadas and insects, and the approaching bamboo from the stone steps. The sound of a broom scratching a slate.

The old man carrying the broom appeared and disappeared surrounded by stone monuments and pine trees. Chu Xingyun walked towards his figure, made a sharp turn, and walked towards the old man.Chu Xingyun stared at him and saw that the old man was hanging a woven bag on his shoulder with a broom and a brand-new basketball under his right arm with expensive "AW" printed on it, and not far behind him was the young Xue Minhao tomb.

Chu Xingyun passed him by. Standing in front of Xue Minhao's tombstone, he suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance of flowers. He looked around and saw the words 'Wang Mingyuan' in the gap between the two tombstones diagonally behind him, and the bunch of flowers. The little white flower lying quietly in front of the stele.

"uncle."

Chu Xingyun suddenly called out to the old man, and the old man turned his head slowly.

"What do you usually do with those withered flowers?"

Without saying a word, the old man pointed to the pine tree belt behind the last row of tombstones, and said in an old voice as rough as sand and stones, "Garbage ditch."

Chu Xingyun ran to the pine tree belt, pushed aside the thorny pine needles and looked in, the blood in his body cooled instantly, and the pores all over his body exploded like ice thorns.

He saw a two-meter-deep earth pit, and countless withered and dried-up small white flowers lying in the earth pit with dense flowers like peas.

Yuan Xu is lying?No, he wasn't lying, he had been to the cemetery countless times, but he forgot.

The author has something to say:

Yuan Xu fell into an endless loop, interested friends can check his disease, motor epilepsy.