I'm the only human in the whole community

"About ten years ago, Fu Lan and I came to this village."

At that time, Fu Lan was still a baby, curled up in her arms, wrapped in a ragged jacket, her hands and feet were red from the cold.Fu Yu is not very old, his clothes are ragged, and the shoes on his feet have already opened their mouths. After walking a few steps, stones will rush in, grinding out bloodstains on his immature feet. It would tear and ooze pus, and then be frozen into water stains, sticking to her feet.

The long journey almost crushed her shoulders, and she was alone with a dying baby in the overwhelming snow.

Just when Fu Yu thought she was going to die here with Fu Lan, she was discovered by nearby villagers and brought back to the village.

Lu Yao followed behind her, and the three walked up the hill.

The wind was strong at high places, and the whimpering sounded like a howling.Fu Yu said: "They treated me very well. They changed my clothes, combed my hair carefully, soaked my feet in hot water, and applied thick wound medicine. Fu Lan had no milk to drink, and almost He died of starvation, and each household took out milk and goat milk, and a group of people carefully poured it down for him."

She lowered her head, with a few strands of hair hanging down her cheeks, looking haggard and pathetic.

In the distance, countless coffins were placed horizontally, with exquisite patterns on the coffin boards. Yun Jiang poked Lu Yao with his elbow and said, "Look, does it look like a human face?"

When Lu Yao heard this, he saw that the carvings on the coffin looked like bugs during the day, but now they were covered by the moonlight, with sharp shadows, and they really looked like distorted human faces.

He glanced sideways at Fu Yu, and the girl raised her head at some point, staring down, her eyes were not the dark and gloomy solid wooden coffin, but the slowly lighting up lights.

More than ten years ago, she was sitting on the kang cautiously, with a hot water bag stuffed into her hands by an affectionate girl, her feet were soaked in steaming water, and she was speechless.There were many people standing outside the door, simple but excited, all smiling and looking at her.

"This time it's a little girl... so cute."

"It's been a long time since I saw a child."

This gathering place of outcasts is very small, and it takes a long time to welcome new members.The formation of the village is difficult to trace. The villagers live and work in peace and contentment. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. The gates are not closed at night. They live in poverty but often laugh.

Fu Yu took Fu Lan with him and lived here.

They were too young for any suspicion.The villagers thought that the siblings, like them, were also "things" left here by stowaways.

Fu Lan's little clothes were made by the girl next door.There were no males in that family, only a few golden flowers, all of them were lively and extroverted, chatting together, secretly staring at Fu Lan for many days, and finally sent out the girl with the kindest face after thousands of choices. Walking up to Fu Yu, I discussed with her: "I, we made a lot of clothes for Xiao Lanhua, and gave them to you...Can you let us hug him?"

Fu Yu froze for a moment, smiled like her, and said, "Okay."

So a group of girls rushed up excitedly, surrounded Fu Lan in the middle, hugged him like a baby, and took turns hugging him. Everyone was careful not to scare this milky little dumpling.

Fu Yu took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened them again.

With both hands in his pockets, Yun Jiang leaned back against a coffin.He didn't look at Fu Yu, and he didn't seem to listen very carefully. Instead, he spent more time on Lu Yao.Lu Yao ignored him, frowned and asked, "And then?"

"...and the former neighbor." Fu Yu said, "The former neighbor is a very old grandma."

Surnamed Li.

A row of jujube trees were planted in Grandma Li's yard. Every autumn, the crisp jujubes were crushed on the branches, and one after another, they fell all over the ground.She was sitting at the gate of the yard with a walking stick, looking at Fu Yu who passed by her door every day with a serious smile.

Fu Yu was carrying a small basket, a little afraid of this stern-looking old lady, who always passed by in a hurry, not daring to raise her head.

Spring went to autumn, and next autumn, the old lady finally spoke.

"stop!"

She asked dignifiedly, "Do you want to eat jujube?"

Fu Yu said, "I..."

The old lady said again: "Pick up some and go back to eat. The jujube promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis. Eat some for your little orchid at home. Remember to be careful. Don't let him swallow the core. A child's throat is tender, and it will not heal if it hurts. "

Fu Yu was still restrained, picked up a few and ran away.In the evening, another aunt came to her home and gave her a basket of eggs, but hesitated to speak: "Did Grandma Li talk to you today?"

Fu Yu said, yes.

The aunt let out a sigh of relief, and sold Grandma Li with a smile: "Oh, I'm finally willing to talk to you. The old man is stubborn. She likes children. She has been thinking about your little orchid for a long time, and she still talks to me behind your back. Said that you are good-looking and cute, exactly the same as when she was young. Well, her jujubes are harvested every year. Last year, she wanted you to ask for it, but she was too embarrassed to ask. I don’t know who to ask for a bad idea. If she doesn't want to take it, you will definitely come to pick it up, but in the end, the dates are all rotten in the ground."

The next day, Fu Yu passed by Grandma Li's door again. The old man still had an unsmiling face, so he said to her coldly: "If the jujubes are delicious, I will pick them up again. I never collect them. If they are rotten, they are a waste. It's better to let you pick them up." take it away."

Not only these two families, but other villagers also took extra care of the helpless pair of siblings. Today, I gave them a piece of fabric, and the next day, lively children came to play with Fu Lan. Fu Yu's good needlework was also taught by the girls next door. When the sun is warm, they are in the yard, each with a small horse tie, slowly embroidering mille-feuille.

Lu Yao said coldly, "But in the end you still killed them."

Fu Yu knelt on the ground, dug her fingers into the soil, and scratched out a long mark. She whispered, "You don't understand at all..." Her voice gradually became sharper, and her eyes were almost bleeding, disgusted. And remorse, mixed with resentment, "I don't understand how scared I am! Do you know what an outlier is? An outlier is that everyone thinks you are the same as them, but you know well that garbage will always be garbage! What about the glamorous appearance? Sooner or later, you will be stripped off and then kicked out!"

She and Fu Lan are not deserters.

—she was born of the people who were exiled here, and she has no shackles that the exiles cannot remove, but she sheds their blood.

The reason why they are living outside is because the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, there is no food at home, and their parents are of equal ability. In order to avoid "needless" casualties, they set their sights on their children.The young Fu Yu lived in danger all year round, and ran out before they did it.

Fu Yu trembled silently, and said, "I took Fu Lan, not out of pity, but because I wanted to..."

I want to live a few more days when I have nowhere to go.

Lu Yao paused, his wrist was suddenly grabbed, Yun Jiang sat on the coffin and said lazily, "Lift your hand."

Lu Yao raised his hand cooperatively and asked, "What are you doing?"

"It's warm here." Yun Jiang put his hand under his armpit and ordered, "Okay, you can put it down now."

Lu Yao: "..."

Lu Yao didn't bother to talk to him right now, so he followed him.

Fu Yu's voice became lower and lower, hoarse as if he had just swallowed sulfuric acid, and there was a creepy stench from his stomach to his mouth: "The people in this village don't know what I'm thinking, they praise me and say that I love children Brother, she has a kind nature and is a stable and good girl."

Everyone believed this statement, even Fu Lan, who was growing up, felt that she really loved him.

It's just that she knows that she is not.

She tore herself into two people, one sews and cooks every day, squatting in the yard to teach Fu Lan to walk and read, and the other holds the memories of the past, standing in her mind, reminding her over and over again She, all your comfort today is obtained by lying.

Fu Yu's pupils were dilated, and his voice was hoarse, as if he was brainwashing himself: "But I don't hate lies, so what's wrong with lying, what you get from lying is also mine!"

Lu Yao hit the nail on the head: "If you don't hate it, then you should obediently accept the consequences of lies. A lie will always be a lie. When you are exposed, don't feel that you are wronged by being beaten or scolded."

Fu Yu sat on the ground in a panic, covering his face with his hands.

She likes this place so much, and these people who treat her well with all their heart.

This was a warmth she had never touched before coming here.

She enjoys everything gained by lying, but also fears being expelled after being exposed.These fears were suppressed by her. In the middle of the night, she lay on the bed alone, nauseated due to excessive panic, and couldn't even control herself from retching. During the day, she pretended to be nothing, like a truly carefree person. .

No one can see through her essence, the illusion of peace has been maintained for several years, and the broken beginning is only because of a discussion that is not even a dispute.

"Have you ever heard of homeless people?"

As soon as the needle in Fu Yu's hand stopped, he turned his head and looked over.

There were a few children on the side of the road, sitting cross-legged and talking together.They vividly described the stories they heard.Fu Yu walked over in a strange way, put his hands in his knees, squatted down, and asked them with a smile: "What are you talking about?"

She has an amiable face, her eyes are as gentle as water, and there is a dimple on her face. The children rushed to call her sister and said to her, "We are talking about homeless people."

"My parents told me that there are many homeless people here, and they are very scary!"

"Our village is so far away to avoid them."

The smile on Fu Yu's face remained unchanged, but his heart sank, "Not necessarily, maybe there are good people among the homeless."

The children immediately became anxious.They gathered around Fu Yu, with worried eyes, and tried to persuade her: "Sister, don't believe me."

"Yes, yes, you have to protect yourself. My parents said that homeless people can eat people..."

Fu Yu smiled, and patiently assured them that he would never hesitate to turn around and run away when he saw the homeless, and the group of children let her go with satisfaction.

She went back and sat for a long time.

She has lived in fear for so long that she didn't feel any fear when she heard these words.

Lu Yao didn't speak.

"This is the beginning." Fu Yu's eyes protruded from between his fingers, terribly bright: "The first target was these children. I tricked one of them out and brought him to this area. On the cemetery."

People in the village fear the dead, but they don't shy away from death.

The coffin is half-buried, so that the deceased can be buried in the ground, and the eyes can be exposed to look at this peaceful land.The soul of the deceased never goes far away, and the soul will always have roots in its hometown.

It was also under the eyes of these dead people that she removed the corpse of a deceased old man, and then locked the child in frantically.She listened to the crazy scratching and childish crying inside, he called daddy, mommy, and asked sister, why did you lock me in, let's stop playing, okay, I want to go home.

The crying gradually died down.

Fu Yu stood on the coffin, his mind was blank, and his palms were full of sweat.

She thought, don't you think my blood is dirty, then it...it is dirty.

Pooh.

"I didn't let go of any of them." Fu Yu said, "I didn't let go of any of those kids."

Lu Yao said in a dull voice, "There are so many children missing in the village. The villagers must be looking for them. If they haven't found them for a long time, they will suspect the homeless."

"Yes. Rumors are spreading." Fu Yu closed his eyes, and his nails were full of dirt: "I stacked the old corpses in the same coffin, and gave each of those children a big coffin. I'm being kind enough, but More scolding, everyone is saying, homeless people are disgusting, homeless people are inherently cruel, homeless people deserve to die—”

She started to panic and felt that she couldn't be understood, so she finally attacked the second group of people.

One after another.

The girl who embroidered flowers with her, the aunt who taught her how to make egg custard, and Grandma Li who secretly delivered dates to her door.

"I killed them all." Fu Yu showed a relieved expression on her face, she exhaled slowly, and said: "No one will speak ill of me anymore, and I don't have to worry about being discovered. "

"Do you know how comfortable it feels to not have to worry all day long?" Fu Yu said, "I became addicted later on. I left Fu Lan behind and asked him to find new abandoned people and lead them to the Come from the village and give them medicine." She laughed: "You almost died under my hands."

"The villagers didn't come here to look for it at the beginning, because it was enshrined by them, and there had never been a similar thing happened before, so they didn't think of it for a while." Lu Yao asked: "But more and more people are missing, and the surrounding area of ​​the village will be surrounded. Search, how did you hide the secret here?"

"Yes, the bodies are gone." He thought for a moment, and said, "You ate them—but why?"

Fu Yu's expression changed.

"Is it just to give up on yourself and admit your identity as a homeless person?"

As soon as he said this, Fu Yu raised his head abruptly, with a trace of ferocity on his delicate face, he fixed his eyes on Yun Jiang: "It's him..."

Yun Jiang asked with a half-smile, "What's wrong with me?"

Fu Yu flinched, and Lu Yao sternly said, "Tell me about you!"

Fu Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, suppressed his fear, and said, "It was he who gave..."

Before she finished speaking, Yun Jiang suddenly reached out, grabbed her by the collar, kicked the lid of the coffin that he sat on just now, and stuffed Fu Yu into it!With a loud sound, the coffin lid fell down, Lu Yao firmly grasped his wrist, looked directly at Yun Jiang with heavy eyes, and said, "Let her finish."

Yun Jiang smiled and said, "Shall we kill after we finish talking?"

The atmosphere was tense, and the sound of Fu Yu struggling came from the coffin.

This is just the beginning, and it won't be long before the air inside will be consumed, and the fear of suffocation will wear down everyone's courage. She will scratch the coffin lid with her nails, wailing, begging, and cursing viciously. , wanting to come out of it.

Lu Yao didn't speak.

"Huh?" Yun Jiang asked, "Speaking?"

He returned to the coffin lid, and sat down cross-legged carelessly. Under the moonlight, the woman's roar was uninterrupted, tragic and shocking, but he didn't seem to have heard it, with a faint smile on his brows and eyes, and looked a little soft when he looked up. From the eyes to the Adam's apple is a white and delicate line.

"Sit down and let's talk."

Lu Yao didn't move.

He looked tense and a little wary.

Yun Jiang said helplessly, "Why are you still so stubborn."

"—I told her the method," he said, "but I don't know what she's going to do with it."