The paranoid wind controller always wants to tease me

It was dark everywhere.

Several misty white satin, high and hanging down from nowhere.

The wind came from nowhere, and the white wide silk fluttered in all directions.When stroking his body, it was as light as a cloud.

"Yunyun."

It's been a long time since anyone called him that.

He followed the voice and walked towards the remote point, and the cloud-like white satin passed through his body inexplicably.

The voice began to sing some warm and sweet Nanyin songs, which she learned after coming here.

She also learned traditional Jincang embroidery from Su Zhengze's mother, Xiaoci's little tiger head hat, and embroidered pockets, all embroidered by herself.

"mom."

He stopped and shouted in the empty darkness.

No one responded to him except Echo.

"Yunyun studies hard, and when he grows up, he will go to far, far places."

"How far is it?" The answering voice still had the childishness of a grandma.

"It's as far away as the nebula. That's why mom named you Qi Yun. It's not a white cloud or a cloud, but a nebula in the sky."

She smiled softly.

"Mom will never go back to the observatory or see the stars in this lifetime."

"why?"

"Because Mom has her own North Star. Two."

In memory, after saying this sentence, she nodded her nose and touched Xiaoci's forehead.

But there is nothing here.

"mom."

The white satin fluttered, fluttered, and suddenly floated neatly in one direction.

Su Qiyun walked in that direction almost in a daze.

He saw a familiar face.

It's Lian Meng.

She was no longer the blurry thing she had seen that day.

Lian Meng was still dignified and beautiful, her long black hair was neatly divided into two sides, pinned behind her ears, and she smiled softly, but her smile was black and white.

She was placed in a narrow photo frame, hanging end to end in the center of the mourning hall, with wreaths on the left and right.

The white silk in the mourning hall just hung down like that, long and long, as if it took his soul away.

Xiaoci was sitting in the baby walker, she could already walk, but on this occasion, no one really had the energy to take care of her, so she was put back into the baby walker that was already a little out of place, and she was amused by herself.

At some point, Su Qiyun slanted his schoolbag on his back, and crossed the mourning hall with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

He remembered that he was going to school.

Maybe when I come back from school, pick up my sister, and wait a while, Lianmeng will open the door, sigh with a smile, "It's so hot today", and gently ask "What do you want to eat?"

Yes, it must be so.

He straightened his schoolbag, walked through the entire mourning hall, and before he reached the door, he heard an angry shout: "What are you doing?"

Su Qiyun's whole body was numb, he might be talking, he heard his own voice, but his whole body seemed to be erratic, and his mind was a cloud of unclear paste.

"……go to school."

"what?!"

The man sounded angry.

He was pulled over by the shoulders, and the man with two layers of dark circles was staring at him angrily. The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and even the pupils were dilated, but this did not hinder the man's face at all. Steaming with anger.

Su Zhengze's voice resounded like thunder: "I'll ask you again, what are you going to do!"

He heard his own voice, as low as a whisper: "Go to school."

Snapped.

Su Qiyun was beaten to the side.

"Mom is gone, I still go to school!"

This time, he was stunned for more than ten seconds, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, and raised his arms to cover his face.

His shoulders were trembling, Su Xiaoci walked over on the elementary school walker creaking: "Quack."

She thought Su Qiyun was playing hide and seek with him, tilting her head, desperately trying to see the expression on his brother's face buried in his arms.

This time Su Qiyun couldn't bear it anymore.

He hugged Xiaoci's limp body, but she couldn't understand the meaning behind it at all, why her brother hugged her, why her brother was sad, why everyone gathered together, and why they were several times Day did not see my mother.

Xiaoci smiled vaguely, and took his chubby little hands to pull his brother's long hair.

Su Zhengze didn't leave, and his leather shoes were parked aside.

An inexplicable hatred rose up, if it wasn't for him, if he didn't do this job, if Su Zheng was at home that day...

But in this world, the stars are changing, everything will happen, but there will never be an if.

Until Su Zhengze's leather shoes, a few drops of round water marks appeared.

Su Qiyun turned his face away.

Without seeing Su Zhengze's remorse and apology, his hatred would be much easier and simpler.

But at this time, Su Zhengze himself killed Su Qiyun's unbearable point with his own hands.

"Regular."

A woman in a black dress stood at the gate of the yard with her left hand on the gate.

Su Qiyun noticed that she should be wearing lipstick.His mother never paints.

When she walked in with low high heels, Su Qiyun noticed the second difference. She was carrying a delicate bag made of pearls.

His mother can only use a large cloth bag that can hold a lot of Xiaoci's things.

"My condolences, Zheng Zheng."

This delicate woman approached Su Zhengze and raised her hand to stroke his shoulder.

In the middle of the mourning hall, Lian Meng was still smiling purely and gently, while Xiaoci at the side was still babbling something.

Su Zheng didn't break away from that hand.

At that moment, Su Zheng was in his heart, almost as hateful as the murderer.

Originally, Su Qiyun was still hesitating about Feng Yizhi's invitation.After Lianmeng was buried, he almost didn't pack anything. He bought the earliest ticket for the next day, took Xiaoci in his arms, and boarded the train to the capital.

The train was smelly, and the hero was playing the radio. Along the way, Su Qiyun hugged Xiaoci tightly, starting at six o'clock in the morning, after more than ten hours, at eight o'clock in the evening, he arrived in a completely unfamiliar big city.

"Yes, Teacher Feng, I'm in the phone booth in front of the West Square."

After hanging up the phone, Su Qiyun didn't know whether to be happy or not.

He embraced Xiaoci with one hand, pushed open the door of the phone booth, and looked up to see another person about his age.

"You are Su Qiyun, right?"

"Teacher Feng asked me to pick you up."

The man imitated the grown-ups and stretched out his hand to him: "My surname is Qi, and my single name is Yiguang. It means 'equal to the sun and the moon'."[1]

The name jolted him awake.

In the dark, it is a bit tidal, and the sound of the drizzle of Haloxylon can be heard in my ears.

He seemed to be lying on some kind of hard floor, and there was only a little hazy and dim light in the room.

Faintly, it seemed that there was the sound of chanting somewhere, lingering lowly in his ears.

Su Qiyun sat up.The sound of chanting stopped in an instant.

The room was barely furnished except for a low table.The transparent Tang-style wooden lattice door runs through the positions of the two walls.

He froze for a moment, and then heard a small voice beside him: "Brother."

Gu Peifeng got up from the ground and looked at him with concern: "Are you okay?"

In fact, you only need to look at his pale face to understand that he is not good.

As soon as he woke up, the memories that had been so hard to fragment before suddenly flooded in like snowflakes.

Su Qiyun covered his eyes and leaned back, but the feeling of physical and mental exhaustion enveloped him like a dark cloud, which he couldn't get rid of no matter how hard he tried.

He didn't want to say a word, just sat quietly.

Gu Peifeng sat with him for a while, when the heavy bell rang suddenly.

"...Huang Yong, he..."

"Don't think about it." Gu Peifeng leaned against him, "Tao Zi settled down very well, but his wife still... can't accept it for a while. Don't worry, just stabilize your emotions these few days. When you get better, let's go together Go see them."

"It's my fault."

"It's the murderer's fault."

"I put him at risk."

"People are gone, let's just expose what happened. Misfortune, who said he is not detached."

Su Qiyun didn't speak.

He couldn't help but think of the scene he saw on the peep window.

The ECG monitoring leveled out with a long alarm tone, and the blood oxygen level dropped from 87, 87, 86, 85...

The chief surgeon put on a cold face, changed to a brand new scalpel, touched Huang Yong's throat with his hand, and opened the scalpel.

The bright red blood flowed out like a spring.

The more he wanted to forget this scene, the cold light of the scalpel, large pieces of flesh tissue and surging blood, shadows overlapping and smashing at him.

And she...

Her blood was on the wall, on the ground, everywhere.

Before she went out, she always carefully covered the TV with a cotton cloth, but that day, the clean cotton cloth she washed was splashed with spurting blood.

Her beautiful and smooth long hair was clotted with blood, messily smeared on her face, her body was covered with dripping wounds, her limbs were turned back cruelly, and human debris was everywhere on the ground.

He stared blankly for two seconds, then hurriedly sent Xiao Ci out of the door in his arms, and in such a split second, he was stabbed in the back.

That knife, even after more than ten years, whenever he thinks about it, the Dawson-white scar on his back still feels phantom pain.

The unstoppable sense of blockage surged up again, he leaned against the wall and coughed dryly several times, but he couldn't get rid of the stuffy and heavy feeling in his chest.

He just wanted to shrink into a little bit.In this way, he can finally sink in the boundless dark sea alone without being discovered by anyone, sinking endlessly.

Someone, however, spotted him.

Warm palms supported his shoulders, Su Qiyun immediately lowered his head, his hair fell down, covering his side cheeks, avoiding the other party's gaze.

He didn't want to see this embarrassing look, especially Gu Peifeng.

"I... just don't look at it." Gu Peifeng whispered, "You don't have to hide."

Su Qiyun lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"You are sad, cry if you want. No one here knows, and no one will see. I will keep it a secret for you."

Pei Feng's gentle voice came from above his head.

"I'm done crying... Tomorrow, I'll take you to the mountains to catch fish, or we go home, and I'll make you a delicious meal. You can eat whatever you want. Do you want hot pot? Or barbecue?"

A sour feeling choked his throat, Su Qiyun turned his face away, trying to restrain his emotions.

He tried his best to stabilize his voice: "Don't you think, I'm not normal."

Gu Peifeng laughed very lightly beside him.

"What is normal? Everyone has to be longer than a ruler to be considered normal?"

Su Qiyun still kept his face sideways, emotions piled up in his throat, causing his Adam's apple to vibrate slightly.

Gu Peifeng sat down next to him, and his voice softened: "Besides, I never thought you were abnormal, you are just too good, too good, just like the North Star, comparing all the stars in the sky gone."

"You are so good, like a guiding light."

Su Qiyun raised his hand and covered his eyes.

"Don't believe me, look at the Internet, they are all praising you. These are still people who don't know you, they are all praising you—"

Gu Peifeng flipped through his phone anxiously, but before he clicked on Weibo, his fingers froze.

Su Qiyun's forehead touched his left shoulder.

What is this, and what does this mean.

Gu Peifeng paused, feeling as if his heart was being held back, and he didn't even dare to beat too hard.

He didn't dare to move even more, for fear that if he moved, he would remind Su Qiyun and wake up from this dream instantly.

Su Qiyun himself was taken aback by this move, he left in a hurry, sniffed, and apologized in a low voice.

But he couldn't back away.

Gu Peifeng gently touched the back of his head, and put his side cheeks back on his gentle shoulders.

In fact, Su Qiyun could feel that Pei Feng was very nervous, but he tried his best to pretend to be relaxed.

The muscles on his shoulders tightened vigorously, and the sitting posture against the wall was also extremely stiff.

Pei Feng's hand didn't know where to put it, and it was strangely maintained in a semi-contact and non-contact posture.

In a heavy mood, Su Qiyun was amused by his caution and wanted to laugh.

"Are you afraid of me?" he asked.

"Want to hear the truth?"

Su Qiyun gave a low hum.

"afraid."

"I'm afraid of your pain, your suffering, your injury, your sadness, your boredom all the time, and...you think I'm disgusting."

Gu Peifeng has a scent of oranges, mixed with the smell of summer rain and green grass outside, which makes people feel very at ease.

Su Qiyun didn't speak, and the last sentence was "I think he's disgusting". Pei Feng misunderstood what he meant, and his body became more tense, and he wanted to explain urgently: "I—"

"Shh."

Su Qiyun lowered his head, completely relaxed, and leaned on his shoulder.

Gu Peifeng's body was completely stiff, his shoulder and neck muscles were stretched powerfully, his chest was also rising and falling slightly, and the vibration of his heartbeat was transmitted along the flesh and blood to Su Qiyun's side cheek.

It rained finely at night.

Even if he didn't open the window, he could still imagine the gentle rain falling and the leaves trembling.

I don't know why, but after posting Peifeng, Su Qiyun's mind became much more stable.

Ke Peifeng didn't seem to think so.

Su Qiyun only rested on a small corner of his shoulder, and could feel the trembling of his chest.

Pei Feng's heart was beating harder and faster, and the pounding force almost pierced through his chest.

If it was another day, Su Qiyun might think carefully about why.

But today, he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to sit quietly in the dark and let go.

"...I won't be so fierce to you."

He seemed to realize that he hadn't answered Gu Peifeng yet.After a long time, Su Qiyun added a sentence.

Although these gentle words did not express any substantive meaning, they were a great encouragement to Pei Feng.

He mustered up his courage, and just like Su Qiyun coaxed Xiaoci before, he tilted his head slightly, rubbed his soft hair sideways, and leaned against him.

He still didn't dare to hug rashly, but today it seemed like he had taken a big step forward.

It's like a piece of hard ice that has melted a little bit, and the falling cherry blossoms in spring are also falling down softly.

Hearing Su Qiyun's breathing, he felt that his heart became very peaceful. When he was about to fall asleep, Su Qiyun suddenly spoke.

"By the way, where is this place?"