Neverland

Area C is located on a continental plate, facing the sea in the east, with ports and docks, it is an excellent geographical location.

But there are very few sunny days here.

After the reconstruction of human society, the ecological environment on the earth has undergone some changes, the climate has become colder, and the visibility of light is much lower than that of the old era.The days outside are gray most of the time, and there is a smell of dust in the air, which is not too uncomfortable, but heavy.

Qin Wei's car drove out of the town on time at six o'clock in the morning, and arrived at the destination two or ten minutes later.

A bouquet of fresh flowers was placed on the passenger seat, which was ordered by Qin Wei at a flower shop in the small town.The signboard of that flower shop was smashed by a heavy rain the year before last, and it was close to closing down. It all depended on Major General Qin's nondescript orders every year.

Qin Wei held the bouquet of flowers in her arms, got out of the car and walked to her destination familiarly.

— This is a cemetery.

This place is more than 60 kilometers away from the central base. It is said to be a cemetery, but it is actually a large open space surrounded by wooden fences. It has been in disrepair for a long time, and no one takes care of it.Most of the people buried here are ordinary people or homeless people who ate their last meal and didn't finish their meal. They just found an empty space and buried them. Even the tombstones are arranged crookedly.

Qin Wei stepped on the narrow path and walked straight in. When people came to pay homage to their relatives and friends, they would bring wild chrysanthemums picked outside, no matter how bad they were, they would tie one with white paper, but she didn't know which tendon was wrong, so they held it tightly. It is a bunch of tied birch twigs.

A few small eustomas were hidden in the tender green branches, showing some color with the frequency of Qin Wei's walking.

Qin Wei's military uniform was covered with an indigo coat. She held the handful of birch twigs without turning her eyes and walked to the deepest corner before stopping.

The unattended cemetery was unusually quiet, and the grove not far away was blown by the wind and its branches swayed, making rustling noises.

Qin Wei's hair and the hem of her clothes were blown by the wind. She looked at a tombstone in front of her with a calm expression, and after a moment of silence, she bent down and put the birch twig in her hand on the ground.

"It's been pretty good lately," Qin Wei said.

After this pale opening remark, Qin Wei fell into silence again.She wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

Her life is similar to a tightly set assembly line, day after day, and there is nothing new.She wanted to talk about the trivial things in daily life, but there were too many of them, and she really didn't know what to say.

Time is a cruel thing, it can further widen the distance between those who move forward and those who stay.

It has been almost five years since this tombstone was placed here. For Qin Wei, who was just 19 years old at the time, buying this place almost emptied her entire net worth.

——But her beloved was not buried here, it was an empty tomb.

Qin Wei sometimes felt that it was more like an illusory dream, a comfort she gave herself in her hopeless life.

Because until the end, Qin Wei didn't even know what the other party's name was.

"——The family is poor, so I didn't give it a name." At that time, the young Song Yan sat on the floor next to Qin Wei with cheap tobacco from the black market in her mouth: "The second child in the family, you can call it whatever you want."

The 16-year-old Qin Wei has not completely lost her baby fat, and her cheeks are a little fleshy, but her eyes are bright and she is full of energy.She wiped the small open wound at the corner of her mouth, and pierced Song Yan mercilessly: "You are lying."

She just sold three old T-shaped steel pipes on the black market. These things are real metal, and they are very popular in the black market.However, she probably met a black-and-white seller, and she was blocked in the alley by hooligans just after taking the money and walking a few steps.

Qin Wei has been in the black market for four or five years. She is very good at fighting and running, but she can't stand the crowd. She has to protect her purse while inevitably getting hurt.

Song Yan appeared like a god descending to earth, but it was logical. She didn't descend from heaven to save Qin Wei from the fire and water like the hero in the storybook, but she was more cowardly than Qin Wei. She didn't know where to rush out. He grabbed her wrist and led her to run around, almost being chased by someone and cutting a sap in the middle.

Song Yan was surprisingly familiar with this neighborhood, and led Qin Wei to turn left and right in the alleys, and finally escaped the group of robbers in an abandoned garbage dump.

"Forget it." Song Yan grinned, completely without the embarrassment of being exposed.

Qin Wei moved away vigilantly, refusing to sit next to her.

"Hey, you heartless little girl." Song Yan yelled dissatisfiedly: "At least I just saved your life."

"I can run if you don't come." Qin Wei retorted: "You jumped out suddenly, and I was almost beaten with a stick."

Song Yan was so choked by her that she couldn't speak, she rolled her eyes, so she simply shut her mouth and ignored her.

She was wearing a worn-out jacket with the cuffs rolled up high. The forearm of her right hand was cut by a sharp steel pipe cut just now, and now she was bleeding.Song Yan touched her whole body, and took out a ball of tattered bandages in her trouser pocket. There was still blood and soil on the bandages. It had been "recycled" several times.

Song Yan didn't dislike it either, she shook it off and wrapped it around her arm.

Qin Wei glanced at her several times, and saw that she looked like a bachelor who was not afraid of death, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and called her: "Be careful and die of infection, I have no money to bury you."

"Fart." Song Yan squinted her eyes, held the cigarette sideways, and cursed with a smile: "Sister still uses your little brat to spend money on the grave?"

The first meeting between the little girl in the rebellious period and her later sweetheart was not happy. Qin Wei later recalled the phrase "I have no money to bury you", and always felt that fate had already cast a shadow over this first meeting. There was an unknown haze.

——It’s just that she and the other party didn’t notice it at the time.

Song Yan did not occupy Qin Wei's eyes like a god descending to earth on that dangerous evening, she was more like water, unknowingly occupying the most important position in Qin Wei's life.

During the time when they first met, Song Yan hardly spoke the truth to Qin Wei.She would always tell some lies that would be exposed immediately, and she didn't even try to pretend when she lied. She almost wrote the five characters "I didn't tell the truth" on her face in a perfunctory manner.

It wasn't until later that Qin Wei slowly felt the taste, knowing that the other party didn't want to tell the truth and didn't want to lie to her, so she came up with such a trick.

Qin Wei often travels in the black market, and it was only later that she realized that this girl who looked like an old fritter was actually an intelligence dealer in the black market.The other party has a hut in the tube building in the corner of the black market, and they usually live there. Qin Wei and her stepfather often quarrel.

Occasionally, Song Yan would ask Qin Wei to eat when she caught fish from a small river nearby.

It's hard for Qin Wei to say when she fell in love with the other party. It may be when she put a piece of fish in the bowl in Tongzilou, or it may be when the other party took her in—maybe earlier, when Song Yan was dissatisfied and then When he reluctantly called her little girl, he was already tempted.

When we first met, Qin Wei always felt that she refused to add salt when cooking, and that clear soup with little water was tasteless.

Most of the time, Song Yan would bury her head and finish her meal without listening to it, and then she slapped her chopsticks on the table and asked sincerely, "Did you give me the price for the salt?"

Later, at some point, Qin Wei stopped complaining.The thorns on the little girl's body became softer and softer, and then she ate whatever she wanted, and she even knew to wash the bowl after eating.

It took Song Yan less than half a month to change from "Hi" to "Second Sister".The little girl is young and innocent, and once she let go of her defenses, she will immediately enter the stage of digging out her heart and lungs, directly omitting the process of "getting to know each other".

In the second year Qin Wei met Song Yan, she moved into that dilapidated tube building.

The temperature outside is very cold, and the wind on the plain is very scary once it blows. The hem of Qin Wei's coat was blown high by the wind. The sharp and biting cool wind brushed her cheekbones, and the distant woods rustled.

Qin Wei closed her eyes and didn't want to think about it anymore.

In fact, she seldom thinks about these things. Today, probably because the town five miles west of the cemetery happened to be the town where they once lived, so she was a little emotional.

"I used to talk a lot." Qin Wei finally said: "...Don't you always dislike this, saying I'm clingy."

"Well... But you can see that I talk much less now than before." Qin Wei said, "I always feel that it's meaningless, and I don't have anything to say."

"But it's still the same sentence." Qin Wei said, "I always feel that you are not dead."

When Qin Wei said this, there was no sadness on her face.It seems that it has been like this since she came to the cemetery. She doesn't seem to be here to pay homage, but more like looking for a channel to convey emotions and come to meet friends.

It's not that she's overly sad and has been unwilling to believe the truth, Qin Wei thought.

More than four years ago, she suddenly received a message from an unfamiliar source on her communication terminal. It was an appointment form from a clinic—the signature of the form was written with two flying and phoenix. Qin Wei knew it, and it was Song Yan's handwriting.The clinic said that the patient had not been to the doctor on time, so they sent the information to her emergency contact, which was Qin Wei.

The symptoms on the diagnosis and treatment list were enough to make Qin Wei, who was still young at the time, panic. She was anxious to find the other party for confirmation, but no one answered the communication for a long time.

She ran home in a hurry, her throat was full of blood, but she found nothing at home, only a communicator on the bedside, densely packed with her missed messages.

This thunderbolt from the blue sky left Qin Wei in a daze. At that time, her mind was so empty that she had nothing left. She numbly poured out all her savings and bought her an empty grave in a corner of the cemetery.

But when Qin Wei calmed down later, she realized that she was preconceived by the fact that "the second sister died of illness", so that she didn't find many strange details.

——"Second Sister" doesn't seem to care about anything, but she is actually a very cautious person. If she really wants to hide it from Qin Wei, why should she be set as an emergency contact.

And three days before her inexplicable disappearance, they were still running around for clues about Qin Wei's biological father. "Second Sister" obviously found some clues at the time, but because she couldn't confirm the authenticity of the information, she told Qin Wei to tell her after she was sure.

If she knew she was going to die, why didn't she explain these things to her clearly.

It's a pity that when Qin Wei thought of these things, it was already a bit late.

At that time, she had already arrived in District C, and sent someone to check the clinic, but found that the clinic had closed two months after she left the slums.Qin Wei also sent people to investigate "Second Sister", but they found nothing.

Qin Wei always felt that these things were messy and inexplicable, and there was something weird everywhere, but no matter what, there was a little guess that grew bigger and bigger in her heart.

At first it was just a flash of inspiration like a life-saving straw, but now, Qin Wei is more and more sure.

"Anyway—" Qin Wei put one hand in her coat pocket, and patted the tombstone with the other hand, as casually as if she was patting an old friend's shoulder: "Perhaps there may be an answer soon."