small death

Seventeen

Li Xiangming went back to the police station overnight and began to call back the information, but the system seemed to be malfunctioning, showing that there was no such person.

He started calling Wang Lu and Zhang Cheng, but no one remembered when to call back.

He went home and asked Shanshan, he said, do you remember, I told you, back then, you remember him, right?

when?Shanshan looked at Li Xiangming and slowly shook her head.

He ran to that community, knocked on the door, and an old aunt opened the door: Nongsa, knocking on the door.

Li Xiangming asked if he would live here again, the aunt looked at it and said, sorry, I will look again.Then close the door.

Next door became a happy family of three, they didn't know the little boy named Angel, and they didn't know a grandpa named Dad.They said they had lived here for more than ten years and hadn't seen anyone else.

"There was no murder?"

"No, how do you talk?"

"sorry."

In the case file of the police station, this strange disappearance, nothing is there, only him is left.He is left in harmony, burdened with the illusion of life.

He started to record, record his days with Shi Hui, and he started to find Shi Hui's plan.He went to buy the rope for going back to the room in his memory, he went to buy books, plastic wrap, travel diaries that didn't matter, and everything related to time.

He even searched every corner of the city to find a cat named Ono and a dog named Yuko. He said they were together, and he said it was his and theirs.

He started posting missing person notices, posting missing object notices, and he searched for those lost memories all over the world.

Got nothing.

He wanted to give up.

He has a lovely wife, he has a harmonious family, he doesn't need anything else, forget it.

He started to live step by step, and he came back, back to life.

He wakes up at 8am every morning, goes to work, and goes to bed at 11pm.

He has sex with his wife three times a week, on Tuesdays, Fridays and weekends.

He goes home to visit his parents every week.Spend time with my wife every month.Long distance trips twice a year.

He and his wife have a dog named Ahua.

Ah Hua is a big dog, and he has to go for a walk every night.

He went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and figured out how to pay utility bills.

Recently, he and his wife began to plan to create a human being. This is a big project. They have failed several times, and they hope to achieve their wish as soon as possible.

The rent in the school district is rising faster and faster, but his salary is very pitiful.

They calculate the ovulation period and make love precisely.

The colleagues around Shanshan are all trying to have a second child. She used to dismiss this, saying that she felt that she had nothing to do with colleagues who were married and pregnant, but now she is quite a mother.Time is getting faster and faster, and they are pushed forward by life without stopping.

Shanshan said that she was under a lot of pressure, but she often worked overtime until late at night. She took a taxi at night and the company reimbursed her.They met and left in a hurry, until one day, Shanshan became pregnant.

Li Xiangming seemed to be driven by the atmosphere at home, and felt a little bit of happiness in the tired life. That night, the excitement dissipated, and the name suddenly flashed into his mind again. He felt bored, and then he decided to get up and get up. Take a walk outside.

He followed a yellow cat to the side of the road where they almost had an accident.

Under a bush by the side of the road, he found a diary, or it looked like a transcribed collection of poems. He hurriedly glanced over and saw the sun, the grave, and the child in pain. Everything was there, and he quickly flipped through it. On the last page, it was a letter that, coincidentally, seemed to be addressed to him:

Xiang Ming:

I rarely use such a title, and I still find it strange.

I don't know what to write to you, I'm sorry I have to go first, this is probably a good thing for you.

After such a long time, I was finally about to leave, but I didn't expect that I would still feel a little bit sad.

I don't know where I'm going.I was kind of scared, but also kind of excited, you know, like spring outings when I was a kid.

Before I left, I recited your name silently three times. I hope this way I can remember it longer, or forget it slower. You know, my memory has not been very good recently.

As for you, it is best to forget about me and all this.

In fact, sometimes life is not so boring.

Promise me, live seriously, live seriously, I don't know where I will be with you, but I will be there, as long as I can.

Goodbye, you said you like me to call you Xiang Ming, then I will call you Xiang Ming again: Xiang Ming, goodbye, live well, don't give up.

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6:23, April 14