Strangers

solution.

"Often at Haishi or Zishi, that is, the imprints that appear from nine to one o'clock at night. Haizi coincides, and it is also a child word, which can be considered a pun. It is a scar left by a monster. It is not a disaster, but a blessing. .”

"Can this thing bring you luck?" Mrs. Sun turned her fear into joy, leaning her shoulders to listen closely.

"That's right, this house is attached to the house to ensure the prosperity of the family, so you don't have to worry about it, just live in it."

"Then I'm relieved!" Mrs. Sun smiled and asked quickly, "Does this lord want to make an offering?"

"Its heart is just like that of a child. It can enjoy itself. You can deal with it normally. If you are too frightened or too arrogant, you will be disgusted by it. In addition, please keep your house clean and harmonious, otherwise the smog will annoy you. It will fall in the family. There is one more point, it is an additional reminder, I think you are well aware of this, it is not convenient to tell the husband, so as not to provoke disrespectful words, and there is no need to tell the daughter, the child is very curious, and may Make trouble."

Mrs. Sun said yes again and again, beaming with joy.

In the end, she sealed a big red envelope and sent the two out of the house respectfully.

"Hahaha what Hai Ziyin, you are just talking nonsense! You even stupefied him!" Fang Xun laughed while clutching his stomach in the car.

"If you think it's nonsense, then so be it." Qi Xie looked out the car window.

"Isn't it? That house is facing a sun corner, with many trees on the left and right, and a river in the back. There are stairs in the house, a bunch of mirrors in the corridor, and the bedroom doors are facing each other. The whole thing is in a mess, no It’s no wonder what happened! Besides, the evil spirit is the heaviest in the attic, so there must be nothing good about it. If you don’t drive it away by rationalizing the Qi and dispelling the evil spirit, and tell others to leave it alone, I think the sign of Guixin Jingfang will be smashed in your hand Rick!"

"Yeah, that's what I mean." Qi Xie turned his head and returned him with a harmless smile, "First, I don't want to work my life for Guixin Jingfang, and second, I don't know Mrs. Sun. It's just right that the broken sign was smashed. The life and death of the whole family has nothing to do with me."

"Hmph." Fang Xun changed his face as if he was flipping through a book, and immediately withdrew his smile, "Sister Qian is right, you are indeed a difficult person!"

Qi Xie immediately added: "She's wrong, I'm not human."

The street lamps outside the window gradually recede along the long street.

Back at Lanjingxuan, take a bath, put on a coat, turn off the lights, and sink into the ridiculously wide bed.

Looking at the black and blue ceiling, he habitually touched his left chest with his right palm.

After a long time, he felt a precise beating before he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

☆、Qin Mengji

Do you believe that there are ghosts, gods and monsters in this world?

she asked.

Bending over, hands behind his back, black hair hanging down, brushing the old book in front of him.

Hello, senior.He looked up.

How do you know I'm your senior sister?She is full of smiles.

No one in this school doesn't know you.He said.

Yeah.She straightened up, but so do you, classmate Chen Jing.

He smiled and closed the book in his hand, the cover resembled her name.

Qin Meng.

Qin Meng's appearance is not very eye-catching, but she is only superior in her beauty, inner wisdom and outer appearance without self-confidence, weak willow Fufeng is not coquettish.What's more, her grades in this key high school are so high that she is the top three in liberal arts, and she can naturally attract the attention of all boys.

So when she came over, he clearly felt his heart beating like a hammer, and he had to pretend to be calm and leisurely.

"I know, you are actually a monster. You turned into a monster from an ancient book." The senior sister smiled sweetly.

He has always been articulate, but he forgot his words for a while.

Qin Meng opened his chair and sat down, a cloud was blown away, and the corner of the library was filled with bright sunshine.

Knowing that she often came to read in the morning on weekends, he sat holding that "Qin Meng Ji" for several Sundays.When staring at the page in a daze, Chen Jing imagined countless times how she would notice him with her gaze, how lightly she would approach her, whether her smile would have dimples, and what language she would speak in the first sentence.

Now she has all the answers.

But he asked himself, there is still a question that has no conclusion.

——Whether my feeling for Qin Meng is liking or vain possessiveness, is that heartbeat out of love, or out of showing off that can arouse jealousy and hatred.

If he had to choose one of the two, Chen Jing would point to the latter.

At the same time feel no guilt.

What a despicable character.He flashed a self-deprecating smile.

Qin Meng, who was beside him, also smiled.

Chen Jing was not surprised that Qin Meng became his girlfriend. Like all young people, his self-perception was better than the actual value.However, the difference between the two ends of this style is not so outrageous. In terms of appearance, Chen Jing is indeed of the upper class, and his demeanor can be regarded as gentle and modest. In addition, he is well-known, wise, and talented, but his penchant for strange powers and chaotic gods drifts beyond the secular standards. outside.

However, he doesn't want to restrain himself at all, let alone that this is the most unique way of existence he believes himself to be. The more he is reprimanded by his grandparents and pointed out by his classmates, the worse it gets.

"Trust me," he said.

a lie.

In fact, it's just a hobby, an irresponsible curiosity, like gorging on junk food that is not nutritious.

But she wants him to believe, so why not do it?

"Ah Jing, are you with Qin Meng?" Ding Li caught up with Chen Jing who was on the way home from school.

"Yes." He suppressed his complacency and pretended he didn't care.

"You like her?" Ding Li asked.

"well enough."

"Okay what is it?"

"like."

"Really?"

"what do you want to say in the end."

"It's nothing, since you like her, stay with her well, don't be sorry for her."

Chen Jing smiled: "Are you jealous?"

Ding Li was stunned for a moment: "In the beginning, there was, but now it's gone. Anyway, I think this girl is pretty good, you...don't be sorry for her."

By the next day, Chen Jing finally knew what was behind the hesitation to speak.

About the night, the back road, the smell of booze, eight strange hands and feet, sickening panting, and blood.

"Will you leave me?" Qin Meng asked, standing under a tall Metasequoia tree.

"What do you mean?" he asked in an emotionless tone.

"Actually, I can't tell whether I like you or just want to use you as a tool to block arrows." She said from behind.

"Block the arrow?" Chen Jing didn't know.

Qin Meng didn't speak for a long time, clutching the skirt in front of her belly.

"I...maybe..." She cried slightly, her shoulders trembling slightly.

It gradually calmed down again.

"I'm sorry, Chen Jing." Her hands were hanging by her sides, "I will explain the matter to everyone tomorrow, and I won't involve you in it again."

"How do you say?" He sneered, "You said you were violated and maybe pregnant, so you deliberately seduced me to become a lover so that you can put the blame on me."

He seemed to hear a deep breath over there: "Yes."

Under the moonlight, Qin Meng turned her head, her face was still smiling like that in the morning sun: "So let's break up."

Chen Jing walked over.

Standing in front of her: "Do you remember what you asked when we first met?"

Qin Meng nodded.

"Now I'll ask you back, do you believe in those things?"

She looked directly at him and said, "I want to believe it."

"why."

She lowered her head and thought for a long time: "Because I hope there are ghosts in this world."

Chen Jing smiled: "Then I know a haunted place, would you like to go?"

"it is good."

Holding her hand, he ran all the way to the abandoned warehouse behind the playground. Chen Jing pushed the rotten wooden door, didn't move, and simply kicked it open.

"Look, this is it."

The street lamp was far away, and the dust was flying in the thin light cast obliquely.

"A writer was imprisoned in this place during the Cultural Revolution. Later, he hanged himself on this beam. I read a book about a method that can attract ghosts who died unjustly. Do you want to try it?"

As he said, he closed the door, took out a pack of talisman paper matches from which pocket, muttered something, lit it, threw it away, the flame fell, and black smoke rose.

"Shh, look," he pointed.

"what."

"Under that beam."

"Is there anything?"

"look carefully."

"Nothing."

"Yes, nothing."

Qin Meng turned her head, puzzled.

"There are no ghosts in this world. When you die, you are dead. It's over, and it doesn't exist anymore." Chen Jing said, "So live well."

Unprepared, her nasal cavity was sore, but she felt her slightly cool lips pressed against her shoulders.

She didn't want to fight at all, and leaned back obediently.

Tears mixed with fine sweat rolled into the temples, and the moon sank to the west...

Chen Jing put on his clothes, wrapped her around her from behind, closed his eyes, buried her neck, and took a deep breath.

"Sister, let's break up." He said.

Qin Meng was shocked.

"By the way, tell those gossiping neighbors that it's all rumors about being violated when walking at night." He wrapped his arms around her lower abdomen, "If there is, it should be mine, and I will take responsibility. "

"You... What a weirdo." She laughed, tears streaming down her face.

"Much good." He smiled.

Ten days later, Qin Meng died.

The body floated in the artificial lake in the park. Some said it was a suicide, some said it was an accident, and some said it was caused by the previous rape (anti-harmony) rapist who silenced him.

Chen Jing sat on the shore of the lake and looked at the farthest water surface, without wind or trace.

Calmly, he asked, "Should I drum and sing?"

Seeing that he was found, Ding Li behind him also came over and sat down: "Then I'll borrow a basin for you."

"No need." Chen Jing said.

"Why did she die?"

"Fate."

"Do you believe this?"

"do not know."

"Did you really mention the breakup?"

"Yes."

Ding Li was silent: "It's also understandable..."

"You understand me." Chen Jing stood up slowly and patted his pants, "She was just using me from the beginning, since she doesn't like it, why bother to tie her up."

"How do you know she doesn't like you."

"If you can't even see this, I won't be called Chen Jing."

"That's not necessarily the case. People become stupid when they are emotional, and it is easy to make mistakes in judgment."

"Sorry, I've lived for 16 years without making any mistakes."

"Then you absolutely made a mistake this time. Every time she is with you, her eyes are bright. If she didn't really like you, she wouldn't be like this."

Chen Jing stood behind him: "If you say one more thing, believe it or not, I'll kick you into the lake."

Ding Li turned around: "I can't swim."

"There is always someone around, and they will definitely catch you before you drown." Chen Jing smiled.

Seeing that expression, Ding Li felt uncomfortable for a while: "Ah Jing, don't be like this, I know you feel uncomfortable."

"Yes, but what can be done." He still smiled, "Everyone is dead, and they are sleeping in a rich room, so they are the same as spring, autumn, winter, summer and four seasons."

"What are you carrying?"

"Zhuangzi: The Ultimate Bliss." Chen Jing turned and walked away, muttering, "The Ultimate Bliss."

The author has something to say: It was posted on June 6th, the typo was fixed, please ignore it if you read it

☆、Zhu and Mo

In Chen Shizheng's mind, things can only be divided into two categories, one is Zhu, and the other is Mo. Distinguishing between the two, close to Zhu and far away from Mo is the foundation of a gentleman.

So when he led several grandchildren into the study, one of them stepped on the stool and stretched out his hand clumsily, but it was not Confucius, Mencius and Xunyang who came out excitedly, but the "Shan Hai Jing".

He frowned heavily.

17-year-old Chen Jing sat by the window.

This is Qin Meng's classroom from last year, and five meters to the right is her former seat.

During the lunch break, there was almost no one in the class, except for a boy in the front row sleeping on his stomach. Chen Jing was so bored that he folded a plane with the finished draft paper.

I looked around, took it apart again, straightened it, and stared at the radial creases in a daze.

There was a faint voice from ahead.

He raised his head, his frail back trembled.

"Why are you crying?" he said.

The back trembled, stopped shaking, sniffed and wiped away tears and sat up.

"I asked you why you were crying." He repeated.

"Nonsense! Don't you cry when you score 24 in English!" said the boy from behind, in a low voice.

Chen Jing thought it was funny: "It's fine if you don't come back from the exam next time."

"Do you think everyone takes the exam just like you!"

After the incident half a year ago, Chen Jing's patience became worse for some reason, and he snorted angrily: "Who are you to blame for not working hard?"

"What's the use of working hard! Some people are born stupid and naturally like to lag behind! Top students like you don't understand at all!" The boy grabbed his schoolbag and ran out, tripping over the leg of the table and staggering.

If this is considered by the grandfather, it must be in the range of ink, Chen Jing smiled, and suddenly lowered the corners of his lips.

... If you could understand your true thoughts back then, wouldn't you have died?

Sister.

"Small knowledge is not as good as big knowledge, and the young year is not as good as the big one. Xi Yi knows why? The morning bacteria don't know the dark... the new moon, the crickets don't know the... Chunqiu, uh... hey..."

The unlucky boy who was drawn to endorse rubbed his hands, the teacher's face became more and more ugly, and he almost blurted out "Stand outside!"

There was silence in the classroom.

puff--.The boy suddenly let out a fart with a strange tone.

Suddenly burst into laughter.

The teacher wanted to bear it at first, but in the end she couldn't hold it back and laughed too. The boy rubbed his head and heyed twice in embarrassment.

"Forget it, go back and read the book carefully, and come to the office to recite it again tomorrow."

"Oh." The boy happily sat down.

Chen Jing rested his cheeks.

In the corridor, the male students whistled to the downstairs and called Dabomei, while the female students in the back seat secretly discussed the plot of the idol drama.

Is this also something I can't understand.

He pushed the coiled thread-bound book on his lap into a drawer.

Maybe I am Chaojun, they are Huishuo; I am Cricket, they are Chunqiu.

Another afternoon.

Chen Jing, who finished cleaning his lunch box, picked up a novel and leaned against the window.

"Didn't you go home?" Ding Li knocked on the back door of the classroom.

"Ask knowingly." He always ate lunch in the cafeteria.

"Ask knowingly is a way to say hello." Ding Li turned upside down and lay down on the empty seat in front of him.

"Why didn't you go back?" Chen Jing didn't leave the book.

"My mother is on a business trip, and there is no one at home. What are you looking at?"

He lifted the colorful cover.

""Prince and Princess 100%"?" Ding Li stroked his forehead, "Let me accompany you to the school hospital."

Chen Jing blocked it: "I don't have a fever."

"Then why are you watching this?"

"What's the matter, existence is reasonable." Chen Jing didn't care.

"What's the matter with your 24 points in the English test?"

"My English is poor."

"It's impossible to be 24, you must have done it on purpose."

"Can't you?"

"Ah Jing." Ding Li looked at him, "Are you okay?"

"I have something to do, very busy, so don't disturb me here, go back to your own class."

"not going back."

Chen Jing put up the novel and ignored him.

Books are separated on both sides.

Ding Li suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Is there such a thing as wanting to suppress first?

Chen Jing, who used to be indifferent to everyone, gradually changed into a different person, and even the most taciturn classmates could talk together. The previous rumors of freaks and the like were wiped out, and finally he became very popular.However, not long after, things turned around. He started talking to the blackboard and chatting with the air, and his behavior became more and more strange. Sometimes he drew some weird spells in his homework book, and sometimes he sat on the national flag stand and sang long songs. I don't know where I got a set of ancient costumes, and I wore them to school like this.

The school finally couldn't bear the nonsense, and a phone call came to the guardian.

"Nearly evil and witless!"

Chen Shizheng, a literati with pride, spit out the four characters with a loud voice.

Chen Jing was led back and punished to kneel for three days in front of the wall where the family motto was hung.

In the middle of the night he secretly looked up.

Stare at the block letters and ask yourself.

Isn't this family instruction written in ink...

Back to school, back home, back to school, back home.After repeating this several times, he showed no sign of getting better.

Until one time Chen Jing disappeared.

"Idiot! Don't look for it, just let him go!" Chen Shizheng straightened his back.

When Ding Li heard the news, he skipped his class all day and ran everywhere. At dusk, he saw Chen Jing sitting by the lake in the park, who was all dirty.

As the footsteps approached, the man turned his head.

"Ding Li?" he said, "It's just in time, I just talked about you with my senior sister!"

Under the setting sun, Ding Li saw him smiling so happily for the first time since he could remember.

There was no suspense in the ending, Chen Jing was ordered to drop out of school, and then sent to the hospital. — mental hospital.

The author has something to say: It was posted on June 6th, the typo was fixed, please ignore it if you read it

☆, Qingmin

It is gradually entering winter.

Every time he visited the hospital, he refused because his condition was unstable. Ding Li didn't see Chen Jing until one month later.

Thin, sluggish, and slack-eyed.It wasn't until he called Ah Jing that the person across the table raised his head.

Then laughed.

"Long time no see." Chen Jing said.

Ding Li didn't know how to answer, so he could only push a few apples over.

——The plastic bag was taken away by the nurse, saying that it was too dangerous for the patient. Three years ago, one committed suicide by covering his face.

"Thank you." Chen Jing smiled.

"...You're welcome." Ding Li replied.

"how are things."

"pretty good."

"It's almost time for the monthly exam."

"Ah."

For a moment Ding Li felt that he was the one being visited, but every time he wanted to ask about the situation, he was afraid of asking the wrong question, so he swallowed it back.

"It's not bad here." Chen Jing said proactively, "I thought it would be boring at first, but later I found out that it's not boring at all. There are many interesting people here."

"interesting?"

"Did you know that there is a music teacher in our room. He likes to run to the middle of the road in the middle of the night to direct traffic. As long as he stands on the safety island and closes his eyes, the passing vehicles will become musical notes, and the movement he hears is even better than Beethoven. "

"Really." Ding Li replied without confidence.

"There is also an old man who said that there are no rules in this world. All the rules are made by people. He is also a person, so he can do anything. He has done everything. He was caught in the street when he took off his clothes and danced in the street. Well, I told him that all the celebrities in the Wei and Jin Dynasties were like this, if he was born at that time, maybe he could drink a pot with the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove."

"Ah."

"However, there are also some boring people. There is one who chases the nurse all day long to ask if he has received a salary increase, and another who likes to wash his hands and does nothing but wash his hands from morning till night."

"Oh."

"I think it's because I don't understand that it's boring. I'll have a good chat with them next time." Chen Jing was in high spirits.

Ding Li stared blankly at Apple.

"Do you think I'm weird?" Chen Jing smiled.

Ding Li weighed between yes and no for a long time: "A little bit."

"Do you think I'm crazy?"

Ding Li didn't speak.

"I don't think so, but no lunatic thinks he is sick, so my personal judgment is invalid." Chen Jing has a clear logic, "I asked them, and they all said yes, and I don't believe them. You tell me, I believe you .”

"What if I say yes too." Ding Li asked cautiously.

Chen Jing's masseter muscle moved slightly, and his gaze moved half an inch away.

Finally lowered my eyes: "Then I will listen to the doctor, treat well, and be a 'normal person'."

After thinking for a long time, Ding Li finally said: "I think there is a limit to everything. Maybe those ideas are right, but they cannot be recognized if they are made."

"Wang Yangming said that knowledge and action are one."

"You don't care what he says, he is him, and you are you."

"Oh." Chen Jing didn't refute for the first time.

"One more thing." Chen Jing said again, "I really saw Senior Sister that day, really, she is right next to you, and you guys are still talking."

Ding Li's heart trembled.

"And..." Chen Jing seemed to have made up his mind, "There is a strange bug lying on your coat."

With that said, he stretched out his hand to dust it off.

"Ah Jing." Suddenly blocking his wrist, Ding Li lowered his head slowly, "You'd better... listen to the doctor."

The opposite side was taken aback.

"Really." Chen Jing clasped his hands, put them back on his knees, and sat upright, "I see."

light snow.heavy snow.winter solstice.

Visiting almost every week, Ding Li thought that his long-term problems had been completely corrected this time, but he felt that the wooden table between the two became wider and wider with time, and Chen Jing on the opposite side , more and more distant each time.

He is not silent, nor is he expressionless.

Sometimes he would talk about something that never happened, and sometimes he would worry about some trivial things for weeks, or he would be as happy as a schoolboy on a spring outing, or he would be so gloomy that his whole body would be covered in a layer of smog, and when he approached, he would be covered with black clouds. Chengdi forced them over, making people wish they could run away immediately.

Ding Li didn't understand him more and more.

In the next summer, the college entrance examination was about to take place, and the schoolwork became tense. He began to worry that he would gradually lose the patience to face such a person.

But he thought, if he didn't go, Chen Jing would probably really collapse.

"Don't come again."

Ding Li was stunned for a moment, his thoughts could never be hidden from him, no matter when.

"It doesn't matter." Ding Li smiled, "I can't pass the Xiehe exam if I read more books for an hour."

"Concord?" Chen Jing asked.

"Concord Medical University, I want to be a doctor."

Chen Jing shook his head: "Not suitable. But... if you really become one, you will be a good doctor."

"Is it."

"But don't be a psychiatrist."

"why."

"Otherwise, it will end up like me." Chen Jing smiled, "By the way, I had a dream last night."

"What dream."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it."

"What the hell?" Ding Li asked with a smile.

"I dreamed of having (anti-harmony) love with you. Isn't it perverted?"

Ding Li's expression froze.

Since that day, he really didn't come back.

Chen Jing looked at the yard, it was snowing heavily for a few days, the stolen blade had been hidden in the crack of the window sill for a long time, but if it died now, it would affect his review.

Then wait until the exam is over, June [-]th.

There is still half a year.

Just wait another six months and all pain or no pain is over.

The hospital is divided into men and women, and there is only one activity room that can be used for mixed use. Non-aggressive patients will be admitted regularly, and they can play chess and cards by hand in it.

Chen Jing didn't like going there very much, it was too noisy.

The old man who had no choice but to dance naked became interested and decided to play two games with others. He couldn't find his chess partner for a while, but suddenly remembered a young man, so he yelled and pulled him over.

After three sets, the old man came back in a shambles. He was so angry that he wanted to take off his clothes, but was rushed out by several male nurses.

A black car fell to the ground and rolled away.

Chen Jing got up to pick it up, then looked up, and saw an old lady wearing a pair of reading glasses sitting at the table playing kitten fishing.

"Oh, yo, I won a lot this time." She said to her left hand.

"Look at you! Virtue!" she said to her right hand.

Chen Jing laughed when he heard the tone in a playful tone.

The old lady wiped off her glasses: "Son, what's your name?"

"Chen Jing. Erdong Chen, Li Qingjing."

"Shen Jing, um, not very good, young people should be more serious." The old lady continued to play cards.

"Two kings." He reminded.

"Where is it?"

"here."

"That's not K, it's a pimple."

"Then there are two pimples, which can be fished."

"Hey." The old lady laughed, "This kid is interesting, what's your name?"

"Chen Jing."

"That's right, look at my memory!" She put down the cards and turned around, looking at him from head to toe, "Well, not bad."

good?

"Son, is there anything behind that door panel?" She pointed.

Chen Jing was stunned: "Yes, there is a light blue shadow."

"How big and what does it look like?"

"It's half the size of a desktop, and its shape changes. It's a spherical shape when it stops, and it's a long strip when it gets up."

"That's it." The old lady rubbed her knees, "Then it's called Qing Min."

"what?"

"Light blue is green, and a bug on the door is Min. Green Min."

"This……"

"Don't you like it? Come up with one."

"no……"

Squeak, a doctor came in through the door.

Turning around again: "Why is this door rattling all the time? It's really heavy. The hinges should be dripping with oil."

The old lady glanced at Chen Jing and smiled secretly.

The doctor picked up the water glass and went back to the office. Chen Jing walked over suspiciously, stretched out his hand, hung it in mid-air for a long time, and finally brushed the thing off.

Try the door again, and it really doesn't ring.

"Qingmin is afraid of the smell of oil, and should run away after dripping oil. Those two idiots thought it was a fault with the hinge." The old lady laughed wickedly.

"This—!" Chen Jing's expression at this time was more like a fool, "I thought——!"

"You think it's all hallucinations of insanity, don't you?" The old lady said happily, "You can't be mentally ill when you see those objects! It's because you have understanding, spiritual energy, and open mind."

"You can see that thing too!"

"Where, old woman, I'm not capable of that."

"Then how do you know..."

"When you play chess, you always look at the gate. Could it be that you look at the parrot on the calendar?"

Chen Jing sighed in disappointment, but after thinking about it, his mood improved a lot.

When I went back to the ward and inquired, she was really a remarkable person.The old lady's surname is Yu, and she is called the old lady. When she was young, she was the backbone of the labor union of the textile factory.But when she got old, she gradually made some moths, but the old workers still liked to follow her around. On the Ghost Festival, hundreds of people ran to the street to do "Pudu", and there was a lot of trouble. Seeing that something was wrong, the government hurriedly banned it. Her son did not give her a sentence because of several relationships, saying that he was sent here because of a mental illness.

From then on, Chen Jing would go to the activity room whenever he had nothing to do.

Every time I catch the old man to play chess, every time I see him being framed out by male nurses, occasionally I meet the old lady and chat all over the world, those who don’t know think it’s my grandparents chatting homely.

"Son, you can't stay here all the time." Once the old lady said, "Be soft with the family and ask them to take you out."

Chen Jing lowered his eyes.

"Not to mention being bored in the house every day, just those medicines can make you stupid." She sighed, "Just see the old Wangtou who plays chess with you, he used to be a member of the Chess Association, nicknamed Wang General, you have killed all the invincible opponents in the provincial capital, but today you can't even win against a child. Alas, what a crime."

Chen Jing was silent.

What will happen if you go out, pretending that you can't see anything, nothing happened?

On that day, Qin Mengming was by the lake, and Ding Li had spoken to her, but why didn't he admit it afterwards?

He finally shook his head: "I have nowhere to go."

The old lady didn't take it seriously: "You have the heart of heaven and earth, you can't die."

"Old Madam, you think highly of me."

"Nonsense, old lady, I can see people right! You have read a lot of books, you are insightful, and you know how to think about things. It's just that you are young and have little experience, and you haven't melted into your bones. After waiting for a long time, you are open-minded and indifferent. Your xinxing should be revealed, and then look, the sky is big and the earth is big, no place can hold you back, and there is a place for you everywhere!"

That night, Chen Jing stared at the ceiling and didn't sleep for a long time.

Ninety-nine counts to sixty-nine, and it is New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye, with firecrackers everywhere and fireworks all over the sky.

"Chen Jing, bed 36, tidy up, family members will come to pick them up."

He walked through the corridor with complicated emotions, and saw the second uncle with a heavy face standing outside the iron gate of the ward:

"Grandpa told you to go home and see you for the last time."

The upright and proud old man was lying on the sick bed.

The second uncle urged him to come forward, but grandma moved and Chen Jing stood beside the bed.

His eyelids were swollen and his complexion was gray and purple. Chen Jing didn't make a sound, but Chen Shizheng seemed to sense something, and slowly opened his cloudy eyes.

"Chen Jing..." hoarse.

"Ah."

"Chen Jing..."

"exist."

"Come here... I have something to ask you..."

He moved closer.

"That strange power...is an evil thing...this...do you recognize it or not..."

Uncles and aunts all looked at him, and my sister-in-law wiped away her tears and tugged at the hem of his clothes: "Ah Jing, it's already time, please be soft."

Chen Jing looked at the old face and stood upright.

"No." He said.

Chen Shizheng took a deep breath: "How dare you... say it again...!"

"No." He said.

"Okay... okay...!"

Chen Shizheng coughed loudly, and several uncles stepped forward to reprimand him, but he stopped him with one hand.

"Come on... Follow your mother's temper, follow your father's heart..." He took a deep breath, "Original grandchildren counted you as smart, but I was afraid that you would go astray, so I taught you the right way since you were a child... Looking at it today Is it possible... Ah Jing, please remember one sentence... If you want to go to that evil path, you have to straighten your back and turn the evil path to the right."

Chen Jing's throat tightened.

"Yes." He answered.

Chen Shizheng raised his finger which was holding the last bit of strength.

"From now on... you, Chen Jing, are not my Chen family... Whether you are righteous or evil... it has nothing to do with the Chen family... You... go..."

It hangs down heavily.

Coming out of the bedroom where he was crying all over, Chen Jing didn't shed a single tear.

In the living room are the Ding family who just arrived, including Ding Li.

Condolences.Ding Li said.

Chen Jing didn't answer, rubbed shoulders, pushed open the door, and walked out facing the morning light of the first day of junior high school.

The author has something to say: It was posted on June 6th, the typo was fixed, please ignore it if you read it

☆、Sick girl by the door

After hesitating for a minute, Ding Li chased him downstairs.

"Where are you going!" he yelled.

In the snow in the distance, a figure stood still.

Chen Jing turned around and smiled slightly: "The sky is big and the earth is big."

Ding Li ran forward a few steps: "No matter how big you are, you have to have a place to stay. Otherwise, go and live at my house first."

"Good intentions, no need."

"Chen Jing!" Ding Li stopped him, "Now is not the time to be brave. You don't have any money, so you want to sleep on the street? It's so cold, what should you do if you freeze to death?"

"Do you think I'm out of my mind?" Chen Jing laughed, "Of course I'll go back to the hospital first and then plan."

"You can walk back with your brain after more than ten stops." Ding Li took out a stack of banknotes and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Where did you get so much money?"

"New Year's money."

"I do not want."

"Did you think it was a gift from you? I borrowed it from you, and I will pay it back three times later." Ding Li looked serious.

Chen Jing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Okay."

When he recovered, Chen Jing was discharged from the hospital.

Ding Li was waiting outside the door of the ward early.

The relevant materials in the school library were about to be rummaged through, and Ding Li realized that the matter was not that simple. Chen Jing's illness was caused by a neurotransmitter problem in the brain. , will not be fully recovered for life, and may relapse at any time once stimulated.

If you went to a medical university, you might get full marks in this course.Ding Li thought.

"Aren't you going to class today on Thursday?" Chen Jing's tone was chatty, as if he was still walking on the way home from school.

"I'm on leave, I have a cold."

"Go home and rest if you catch a cold, don't infect me."

"It's hard to find that place, and you haven't been there—ahem—"

Chen Jing squinted at him, Ding Li wanted to bear it, but his throat was really uncomfortable.

A hand reached out to pat him on the back.

For some reason, Ding Li subconsciously dodged like an electric shock.

Chen Jing's hand was hanging in the air.

Ding Li instantly realized: "I didn't mean that, I just..."

"It doesn't matter." He put it down.

"Chen Jing, I really didn't—"

"It doesn't matter what you say, you don't have to be so cautious." Chen Jing paused, "And I lied to you when I said that I had that dream last time. I just want you to review it at ease. Don't think about it. Strange conclusion, avoiding me is like avoiding hooligans."

"Oh." Ding Li muttered.

"what?"

"It's nothing, I'm coughing."

Ding Li's family still had a dormitory in the Tongzi Building of the old unit, which they kept saying was demolished but never demolished. It was left in a dilapidated state and left unattended for years, so he let Chen Jing move in without telling his family.

"I just found the key yesterday, and I haven't packed it yet." Ding Li pushed the door open, and there was a burst of ashes.

"Go back, I'll clean it up myself." Chen Jing said.

"Two people are more efficient."

Chen Jing thought for a while and didn't refuse.

Sweeping the floor, dusting, moving the furniture, and buying some groceries nearby, I finally managed to make it liveable.Ding Li patted his sleeves and looked at his watch: "It's almost time for me to go."

Chen Jing suddenly realized something: "Did you ask the school for leave, and tell your family to go to class as usual?"

"Ah."

He sighed lightly.

Ding Li didn't hear it, he opened his schoolbag and took out a booklet, Chen Jing took it over, it was a copybook.

"Wei Stele." Chen Jing said.

"The last time I went to the second-hand book market, I thought you should like it and bought it."

"How many