Silence for the rest of my life

Feng Zimo picked up a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face, leaning on the sink and lowering his head, water droplets dripped from the tip of his nose and hit the bright white porcelain sink.

After several seconds of silence, Feng Zimo slowly raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

The hair is tangled and messy, and it looks like it has not been taken care of for a long time.The originally deep black eyes were a little dry, and the eyes were also dry, lacking aura.What's more, a little stubble has appeared on one side of his lips, which complements his puffy mouth, making his face look several years older.

His wet hand touched the mirror, leaving a little water mark, and he slowly smiled wryly.

It was the third day, Fengmingcheng still hadn't woken up, Yang Zhen was so tired and dizzy after running, but she often woke up silently in the middle of the night.

Feng Zimo didn't know what he should do at this moment, but he just felt a little helpless, which no amount of money could get rid of.

Laughing at himself, he lowered his head again, and Feng Zimo approached the hot air blower to blow his hands. After the last trace of moisture was removed, he put on his gloves slowly, and then walked out of the bathroom slowly.

Then he was taken aback.

The man who had been in a coma for three days on the hospital bed blinked, as if he had just woken up, smiled silently at Feng Zi with difficulty, and said hoarsely, "Son, are you back?"

Feng Zimo rushed over, his heart was churning violently, he didn't know whether to call mom or dad, he changed his mouth shape a few times, but he sighed a long time, and said with relief, "...Dad , you scared us to death."

Feng Mingcheng continued to show that strained smile.

"Mom just went down to buy breakfast. What do you want to eat? I'll call Mom." Feng Zimo said while pouring water, but he couldn't help but think of the Shunzhen Village in his heart—then he smothered My own thoughts—I just woke up, and I was suspicious here, I really didn't know where to turn my elbows.

"Eat what you have." Feng Mingcheng still looked cheerful.

With Feng Zimo's help, he sat up and drank some water. Before Feng Mingcheng could say a few words to his son, he saw Yang Zhen push the door back. He muttered as if nothing happened, "It's fine, it's fine."

Hearing this, Feng Zimo felt a little uncomfortable—you must know that Yang Zhen hadn't slept well these days, and it wasn't something that could be simply mentioned as nothing.

The whole family ate breakfast happily, and no one mentioned Feng Mingcheng's condition.However, according to what the doctor said during the ward rounds, there is basically no major problem in Fengming City. It is probably caused by too much work recently. It is a type of geriatric disease, and it is enough to pay more rest and eat regularly.

Yang Zhen listened to these words very well, and he also taught Feng Zimo a little bit, to the effect that he would not be overworked for work, Feng Zimo nodded frequently, but his mind wandered away again——Why did Dad recently What about overwork?

Although he was very reluctant to admit it, Feng Zimo knew that he had been shaken in the depths of his heart.

So when Yang Zhen went to go through the discharge procedures, Feng Zimo came over and pretended to be chatting with the old man, "Father, do you still remember Shunzhen Village?"

Feng Mingcheng nodded, cheerfully, "Do you have any memory? I thought you were young at that time and couldn't remember."

Feng Zimo grinned, "I remember... Hey Dad, I had a performance near there a while ago, and then I went back and walked around, and heard something from the old man there."

Feng Mingcheng twitched his thick black eyebrows, as if willing to hear more about it.

"They said that when we went there, a case happened in Shunzhen Village. I didn't ask more about the details, but according to the old man, a dead man was found in the warehouse where we lived in the hospital recently—a follower. A dead person was involved in that case back then!" Feng Zimo pretended to be gossip and whispered to his father.

Feng Mingcheng also seemed to be gossiping, but his surprise was obviously greater than the gossip, "Is it true?"

"I don't know, I also heard from the old man over there." Feng Zimo secretly observed Feng Mingcheng's expression while expressing regret, but the latter showed no sign of anything wrong, which made him more convinced of Yu Sheng. That's bullshit over there.

"It's fine, why did the old man over there tell you this?" Feng Mingcheng was puzzled.

Feng Zimo was also puzzled, "Maybe when I went, the dead man found out not long ago, and they had doubts about me and wanted to test it?"

Feng Mingcheng clicked his tongue, "Fortunately, nothing happened."

Feng Zimo followed and nodded heavily, and then saw Yang Zhen enter the door, and greeted, "Xiao Mo, help me, we are discharged from the hospital."

……

"To the airport—why is it you again?"

Feng Zimo sighed and closed the co-pilot's door.I have come to another city, why this person is still haunted.

The driver in the driver's seat of the taxi turned his head and chuckled, and glanced at the back seat, "I saw you taking a taxi here, so I came over."

Feng Zimo followed his gaze and looked at the people in the back seat in the rearview mirror, but Da Xia Tian wrapped himself up tightly, with a baseball cap on his face, and was sleeping soundly on his side.He frowned, feeling that something was unexpectedly familiar, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out, so he sighed, turned to the driver and asked, "What's the comparison this time?"

The driver skillfully started the car, and the corner of his mouth raised, "This time Yu Sheng is not there, and the competition is not interesting." He paused, then lowered his voice suddenly, and jokingly said, "It's you...it seems that you didn't sign the contract. "

Feng Zimo was startled, and coughed lightly, "Why do you care so much?"

The driver turned the steering leisurely and shuttled through the traffic, "As a colleague, I would like to take care of Yu Sheng's team members."

colleague?

This is the first time the driver mentioned his identity in front of him. If he is a colleague, then he is also an anonymous member?Fengzi showed a professional smile calmly, and asked with a gamble mentality, "Oh? Which team are you in?"

The driver's smile deepened, but he stopped talking.Feng Zimo was not sure whether his question was correct, so he fell silent, and the atmosphere was weird and awkward for a while.

The taxi parked steadily outside the airport, and the driver smiled, "I'm working with Yu Sheng - the fare is 39 yuan, please settle it."

Feng Zimo choked on the tough name, quickly paid the money and got out of the car, and went towards the waiting room while wondering whether the anonymous person had a brain hole.

Afterwards, the driver slowly collected the money and glanced at the rearview mirror. The man who had slept all the way took off the baseball cap that was buttoned on his face, with his elbows on his knees, and a strand of wine-red hair It hangs from the tightly wrapped clothes, covering his eyes.

"Captain." The driver said in a low voice, "He is the newcomer that Yu Sheng just saw."

The man pulled his mask, showing a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, and murmured, "It's really him..."

"What's next?"

"What should I do?" The bitterness at the corner of his mouth was gradually replaced by the imperative, he paused word by word, "Give it over here."

Feng Zimo spread out the note in his hand and looked at it, then covered the sun with his hand, looked at the mountain in front of him in a shadow, but heaved a long sigh.

This place is really hard to find.

After setting up Fengming City yesterday, and spending the night with his parents, Feng Zimo set off to tell him his address, but it turned out to be the same as when he was looking for Shunzhen Village. He walked around and asked, and only found it all morning. place.

He wiped off his sweat, patted the Bluetooth headset he put on again, and tried to feed him twice, but there was a dead silence over there.He smiled wryly, that's right, in this barren mountain, his mobile phone signal is gone, and he still counts on a headset.

Turning over the mountain in front of him, Feng Zimo finally saw the hidden village in the mountain, but the village looked nothing like a village from a distance, there were a few gray sticks in the basin, and there was a dark line in the middle. The ravine at the bottom is very scary.

"A day earlier than I thought."

Feng Zimo moved his fingers slightly, and the blade he held between his fingers disappeared. He lowered his head and laughed, "You scared me." Turning around slowly, his smile remained unchanged, "I thought it was a bad guy."

At a distance of about five meters, Yu Sheng stood quietly and made a "please" gesture, "Let's go down and talk." He meant to go to the village.

Feng Zimo probed the probe, "Why didn't you see Lou Shaoze?"

Yu Sheng raised his eyes, "He has other things to do, so he left first."

The two chatted while walking down. Although Yu Sheng's words were not ups and downs, fortunately, he still talked a lot, especially concerned about the physical condition of Feng Zimo's parents.

Regarding this, Feng Zimo's smile was even brighter, and he even said that he was fine, thank you for your concern.

This basin looks very small, but when you are in it, you find that it is not as narrow as you imagined, and even because of its complicated terrain, there is a possibility of getting lost.

Yu Sheng made an introduction as he walked, this place used to be a very quiet village, self-sufficient, with little contact with the outside world.Because many young people go out to work, there are many left-behind children, and those whose grandparents and grandparents died are sent to a kind family to be raised. Over time, it becomes an orphanage—and the parents of those left-behind children , probably never came back.

Feng Zimo listened with gusto.

But I didn't expect such a thing like losing a child to happen in such an orphanage in a quiet place.All of a sudden, people in the whole village were panicked and suspicious, coupled with some raging rumors, forced the enthusiastic family who established the orphanage to commit suicide. Their death made the whole village go crazy, because for many years, there was no There have been suicides.So a few months later, people in the village moved away sporadically. The older generation was unwilling to leave the place where they were born and raised them all their lives, so they died of old age here. After 15 years, this place has become a Abandoned lonely village.

Feng Zimo listened a little heavy.

The two turned a few turns and came to a dilapidated wooden door. Yu Sheng raised his finger and pointed to the words painted on the door, and he could barely make out the words "happiness", The mountain village named after 'happiness' is already their greatest blessing."

A certain string in Feng Zimo's heart was suddenly plucked, and he murmured, "Happiness..."

Perhaps for those children who have no relatives, wishing them happiness is more real than anything else.

Yu Sheng gently opened the wooden door, "Let's go in."

The two walked in cautiously one after the other. The inside was just a courtyard of ordinary people, but it was expanded around a little bit, and a few wooden horses standing or falling were standing there alone, waiting for some little master to come back.Near the door of the bungalow, a simple hand-built swing stood quietly, blurred in front of his eyes, and seemed to be able to see a few innocent faces laughing here more than ten years ago, making the whole yard happy.

Those voices and smiles are still in my ears, but the beautiful scenery at that time has long been fragmented.

"...Feng Zimo." When he regained consciousness, it turned out that Yu Sheng was calling him, Feng Zimo coughed softly, "What are we going to do now?"

"This way." Yu Sheng walked towards the bungalow, "The owner of this house has the habit of keeping a diary, although he doesn't keep much, but he can still find some clues... By the way, there is something for you to take a look at. "

Pushing the door open, Feng Zimo was choked by the dust and coughed a few times. After clearing his sight, he could see the old-fashioned furniture, which were basically made of wood with rough workmanship. It is not impossible to say that they built it by themselves.There is a wooden table in the simple living room. On the table are a few messy cups, and the bottom of the cups is full of dust and wriggling worms.

Feng Zimo carefully lifted the curtain that separated the living room and bedroom, and saw the Datong shop against the wall at a glance.It is not difficult to imagine that the family at that time should have been lying here every day, telling the children touching stories one after another.And the children, blinking their eyes with hope, waited for the ending of each story brightly.

Most fairy tales have happy endings, but reality often has cruel endings.

Feng Zimo sniffed and calmed down, "What do you want to show me?"

Yu Sheng, who was walking in front, went to grope for the crude bookshelf next to Tongpu, without turning back, he just said, "Wait a minute."

"Okay." Feng Zimo said, his right hand shook slightly, and the blade fell between his fingers again.He looked at the shop unintentionally and walked in the direction of Yu Sheng, asking about unimportant things from time to time, Yu Sheng would patiently explain to him, but he never looked back, he was very focused on finding things .

Feng Zimo, who walked behind Yu Sheng, asked the last innocuous question. After getting the answer, he quickly pressed the blade against Yu Sheng's neck, leaned over and whispered, "I'm sorry."

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