beloved does not come back

It was less than nine o'clock at this time, and it was still pouring rain outside. It was a bit chilly in this village near the mountain.

Jiang Tianxiao had an itchy nose and sneezed.

"Is it cold?" Yu Lang looked at Jiang Tianxiao: "Go to the cabinet to see if there are any sheets or something, take them out and put them on."

"Well, good."

Jiang Tianxiao got up and walked to the wooden cabinet where Zhang Feng came out with the blanket just now.Most of the furniture in this stilted building is made of pure wood. It looks very old, with bumps and holes on the surface. At a glance, the room is brown and black.

When you get closer, you can smell the musty smell of wood from the cabinet.

"Teacher Yu," Jiang Tianxiao asked, "Should we tell Zhang Feng that we will take—ah!!!"

Jiang Tianxiao staggered, backed up again and again, and his back hit the wall with a "bang".

The brown-black cabinet door opened, revealing an expressionless, pale face.

Yu Lang stared at that face in silence for a moment, stepped forward and took down the photo frame.

"It's just a photo." Yu Lang put the photo frame on the table.

Jiang Tianxiao stood up panting heavily, his eyes locked on the black and white photo in the frame.

The man in the photo has a very similar appearance to Zhang Feng, with a round face, a slightly elongated chin, and a large distance between his eyes.I don't know if it's because of the black and white photos, which reveals a bit of gloom.

It's Zhang Cheng.

"Why... put the photo here?!" Jiang Tianxiao asked tremblingly.

"This size should be a posthumous photo," Yu Lang said calmly, "Maybe it was specially put away because we came to stay overnight."

Jiang Tianxiao let out a long breath: "...Scare me."

Yu Lang looked at Jiang Tianxiao and shook his head helplessly.

He hung the portrait back in the cabinet, squatted down to look, and took out a small blanket.

"Go to sleep, I'm very tired from the car ride today."

The lights in this house were even turned on and off by pulling the cord. Jiang Tianxiao pulled the cord and climbed onto the bed.

This bed is two small camp beds put together, it is very narrow, and it creaks when you move it lightly.Jiang Tianxiao and Yu Lang put their shoulders together, and their arms rubbed against each other from time to time.

For some reason, Yu Lang's skin was always slightly cool.

In the dark, the more he rubbed against the cool skin, the hotter Jiang Tianxiao felt.

...Didn't you sneeze just now?Why is it not cold now?

The portrait frightened Jiang Tianxiao so much that he lost sleepiness. In fact, thinking about it now, there was nothing scary about it, but the moment he opened the cabinet door——I really thought there was someone standing inside.

Can't sleep, and dare not turn over - the bed is too loud.Jiang Tianxiao had no choice but to close his eyes and silently listen to the sound of rain outside the window.The rain seems to be a little lighter, and it is no longer a rapid crackling sound when it hits the window, but a dripping sound.

I don't know how long I listened, but finally my consciousness became blurred and I gradually fell asleep.

"Jiang Tianxiao, Jiang Tianxiao?"

"Ah..." Jiang Tianxiao opened his eyes, and then squinted them because of the light—Yu Lang lit up the flashlight and sat up.

"what happened?"

"Are you cold?"

"Cold?" Jiang Tianxiao wiped the sweat off his neck: "It's not cold."

The rain outside the window did not know when it stopped, the windows were closed, and the room was even more stuffy.

"Why... am I so cold," Yu Lang paused, then repeated in a low voice, "Cold."

"Ah?" Jiang Tianxiao hesitated for two seconds, then reached out to touch Yu Lang's hand—"Uh!"

Yu Lang's hands turned out to be cold.With a sudden touch, it's like putting your hand into the icy water in winter.

"Teacher Yu," Jiang Tianxiao frowned, "Did you, that...illness, happen again?"

He remembered the scene when Yu Lang suddenly fainted before, and the carotid artery would turn black...

"I don't know," Yu Lang turned off the flashlight, his voice trembling: "Come here."

They are already sitting face to face on the same bed, how come here?Jiang Tianxiao's heart skipped a beat, maybe it was the darkness that gave birth to courage, he opened his arms and hugged Yu Lang slowly.

Yu Lang's body was as cold as ice.

Jiang Tianxiao shivered from the cold, but he heard Yu Lang sigh in comfort.

He silently tightened his arms and wrapped them tightly around Yu Lang's thin waist.

A heart was beating like it was going to burst out of my chest, Jiang Tianxiao thought in fear, Teacher Yu wouldn't notice that my heart was beating faster...

"Jiang Tianxiao," Yu Lang said sullenly, "You..."

Jiang Tianxiao was done thinking.

"You... just try harder."

"Ah good!"

Fortunately, he didn't find out.

Time passed by, and Jiang Tianxiao was no longer sweaty.

——Yu Lang's body was so abnormally cold that it even made him feel chilly.

"Teacher Yu," Jiang Tianxiao asked, "How do you feel?"

Yu Lang didn't speak, and after a while, he replied: "Hold me for a while..."

His voice was trembling even more than when he spoke just now, and even the breath he exhaled was cold.

"Jiang Tianxiao." Yu Lang called him in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"I think I might die here."

"What did you say?!" Jiang Tianxiao was taken aback: "Are you feeling bad? Then let's call He Sheng, and we'll go to the hospital now!"

"It's useless," Yu Lang sighed softly, "I'm already terminally ill."

"Teacher Yu," Jiang Tianxiao's heart was suspended, "I don't understand what you mean, you... let's go to the hospital now, okay?"

"This is not a disease that the hospital can treat..." In just a few minutes, Yu Lang's voice became weaker: "This is fate, I will take the blame... Jiang Tianxiao... I regret it a little..."

As he spoke, his head rested weakly on Jiang Tianxiao's shoulder.

Jiang Tianxiao's fingertips were already numb from the cold, but his whole body was like an ant on a hot pot: "Teacher Yu——Yu Lang?! Yu Lang?!"

"Is your name taken from the song "Su Mu Zhe"?" Yu Lang smiled lightly and softly in Jiang Tianxiao's ear, his air was like a thread: "After the rain, Jiang Tian..."

He didn't finish speaking, but there was no sound.

"Yu Lang?!" Jiang Tianxiao's breath stopped: "Yu Lang!!!"

"Well--"

Jiang Tianxiao opened his eyes suddenly.

There was darkness in his field of vision, and a hand was tightly covering his mouth!

"Why are you crazy!" Yu Lang leaned down and whispered in Jiang Tianxiao's ear, "Don't make a sound!"

Jiang Tianxiao hugged Yu Lang violently.

Yu Lang groaned and fell on Jiang Tianxiao's body, pinching Jiang Tianxiao's jaw: "Are you crazy?"

"I..." Jiang Tianxiao was stunned for a few seconds before letting go: "I'm having a nightmare..."

"Are you a little girl, why did you have such a big reaction in a dream?!" Yu Lang was obviously very angry.

"I'm sorry..." Jiang Tianxiao blushed, but couldn't help asking: "Are you cold?"

"Cold?" Yu Lang asked in a puzzled tone, "Why am I cold?"

"...It's nothing." Jiang Tianxiao breathed a sigh of relief, the dream just now was too realistic.

"Listen," Yu Lang whispered, "what's the sound?"

It was still raining outside the window, and the raindrops hit the window, Jiang Tianxiao: "Is it the sound of rain?"

"Listen again," Yu Lang said, "I heard the sound of grabbing something."

Jiang Tianxiao listened attentively, and sure enough, there was a slight "rustling" sound from the direction of the wooden cabinet.

The wooden cabinet——Jiang Tianxiao shuddered, thinking of the things inside, Zhang Cheng's portrait.

"Maybe..." Jiang Tianxiao's voice trembled: "Is it a mouse?"

"Mice?" Yu Lang said to himself, "Listen again."

The two of them sat on the bed out of breath, listening to the irregular "rustling" sound.

It doesn't matter if you don't listen, it didn't take long before the voice became louder!

"Shushasha" turned into a sharp "呵呵呵", very piercing, like... long nails grinding back and forth on a wooden board.

Jiang Tianxiao said tremblingly: "Teacher Yu, this..."

"Wait a little longer," Yu Lang said, "I'd like to see if there will be a song in the end."

Jiang Tianxiao: "..."

Jiang Tianxiao's back was tense, and he was staring at the direction of the wooden cabinet. Although his vision was pitch black, there seemed to be some kind of unknown monster or evil spirit hidden in that darkness.

Soon, the weird voice changed again as if deliberately provocative.

The sharp "呲呵" sound was actually mixed with the sound of "Woooo", like a low sob or a painful moan.

The sound is getting louder and louder, and it has reached a volume that can be heard very clearly.

At this moment, Yu Lang's cell phone suddenly turned on.

He Sheng sent a WeChat message:

Zhang Feng stole our suitcase, continue to pretend to be asleep?

Yu Lang replied:

Go ahead and see if he puts it back.

Jiang Tianxiao was confused by the chaotic situation, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a problem with Zhang Feng? Then—then, he also made this voice?"

Yu Lang: "Don't worry, look at the situation - lie down and take it easy."

Jiang Tianxiao lay down obediently, and Yu Lang also lay down.The sound continued.

Twenty minutes later, He Sheng sent another message: He put the suitcase back.

Yu Lang clasped the phone and said in a very soft voice, "Pretend to be asleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Tianxiao heard footsteps.

It's very light footsteps, but because the house is made of wood, there are always subtle "creaking" sounds that cannot be avoided.The footsteps were getting closer, and Jiang Tianxiao raised his heart in his throat.

He was ready for someone to sneak into the house quietly.

However, the door did not ring.

A few minutes later, footsteps sounded again, and the sound of footsteps became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.

The man is gone.

Jiang Tianxiao was already in a cold sweat.

"Go to sleep, don't be afraid, I'm here." Yu Lang rubbed Jiang Tianxiao's hair as if to comfort him.

The weird voice continued, but Yu Lang's words miraculously dispelled most of the fear in Jiang Tianxiao's heart like a magic needle that stabilized the sea.

I feel dawn.

"How did you sleep last night?" Zhang Feng brought up the cooked noodles: "Is the house not leaking?"

"No," He Sheng said with a smile, "it's just a little damp. Hey, it's really inconvenient for you to live here. You can't even dry your clothes."

Holding the bowl, Zhang Feng paused, and then he put the bowl firmly on the table: "I've lived here all my life, I'm used to it."

Yu Lang said, "Brother Zhang, how many fields do you plant by yourself?"

"Not much, not much," Zhang Feng shook his head: "It's all contracted out, I will keep a small piece, and usually grow and order vegetables for myself."

"Oh," Yu Lang raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you usually do?"

"Me," Zhang Feng said with a smile, "I have rheumatism, and the village arranged for me to visit the ancestral hall."

"The ancestral hall..." He Sheng and Yu Lang looked at each other very quickly: "Can we go and have a look?"

(The trembling Jiang Tianxiao begged for starfish)