my neighbour

The reflection on the car window is a little familiar, but also a little strange.

The owner of the reflection has short-to-medium-length hair cut just past the collarbone, with a snow-white complexion, and a delicate and soft profile. The only fly in the ointment is the lips that are too light in color, which makes the whole person look sickly and weak.

Song Yin looked at himself in the reflection, a little unaccustomed to the paleness without makeup.The long curly hair that was full of femininity in the past was also cut off by her. It was black without any modification, showing a simplicity that did not match her age, and even a little... stupid and cute...

The smartphone in his hand vibrated lightly, Song Yin sighed and deleted the call history.

Knowing that Lin Wen would not answer her calls again, she seemed to have developed a habit. Looking at the red mark of the call being hung up every day, she felt a sense of peace of mind.Sometimes when Song Yin was in a daze, she would think that if one day Lin Wen really answered the phone, she might not know what to say.

Ask for forgiveness?Or should I ask her if she had a good meal?

It all feels so stupid.

Lin Wen probably won't forgive her anymore, right?

It doesn't matter if you don't forgive...it doesn't matter if there is no more intersection...

Song Yin called up the memo on his mobile phone, and there were neat rows of sticky notes inside, and the date and serial number were marked like a diary.

Instead I said the same thing.

When the car arrived at the stop, Song Yin got off the car briskly.

Unlike the dusty and exhausted surroundings, without any luggage, she seemed particularly out of place among this group of people.

When the child who walked out of the small town came back here again, he found that the familiar traces of the past had been erased, crushed, and reshaped, including her.

After taking a taxi and reporting a familiar address, the taxi driver was as enthusiastic and gossiping as ever, trying to deduce the answer he wanted from the scattered traces, and then connect a shocking drama that he was satisfied with.

At the end of summer and early autumn, graduates packed their heavy luggage and rushed to the future.Song Yin looked at their youthful faces full of vigor and hope, greedily for a long time.She used to be one of these people, but now she is different.

Stepping into this dilapidated community again, this place that seems to have been abandoned by time, nothing has changed, but time has coated a thick layer of wind and sand, gradually decaying, decaying, waiting for death.

Climbing up the stairs on the top floor, the small advertisements on both sides are piled up messily, which has a surreal artistic sense.I thought it would take a long time to walk, but I didn't expect it to be much faster than expected.

He put his hand on the beige security door and knocked lightly. There was a voice of questioning from the other side of the door, but Song Yin didn't answer.

It was a little girl who came to open the door, wearing a school uniform, with two glossy double ponytails, a fair complexion, and eyes like mirrors.

She looked at Song Yin timidly, blushed a little, and called out tentatively:

"Sister?"

Song Yin smiled and touched her head, then nodded.

There was a sound of "ping pong" in the room, and then a lame man came out in a hurry. When his eyes met Song Yin, the corner of Song Yin's mouth flattened slightly, and she said, "Dad."

……

Song Yin's parents welcomed her in in a hurry, pouring water and fetching fruit. Song Yin sat on the sofa, looking at everything in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

"How are you doing?" Song Yin asked suddenly.

"Ah? Ah! Good... good..." The gray-haired old man answered in embarrassment, but he didn't look up at Song Yin.

Song Yin nodded, and the two fell into silence again.

"Is the leg okay?" Song Yin glanced at the man's limp leg.

"It's fine... It's all... It's over..." The man's eyes dodged a little, "You're fine too, right?"

Song Yin withdrew his gaze and nodded slowly.Unexpectedly, he bumped into a pair of deer-like pupils, blinking and looking at her curiously.

"Song Han self-enrolled this year and went to Middle School A, which is the school you used to go to." The man's tone softened a lot, "He's a smart kid."

Song Yin waved at her, Song Han's eyes lit up, and he ran over in a hurry.

"You guys talk...I...I'll go get some food." The man stood up and almost ran out the door.

"Are you sister?" Song Han's eyes were full of curiosity, Song Yin couldn't help but patted her head again and nodded.

"Sister and I look alike... No... Sister is more beautiful! Will I be as good-looking as Sister in the future?"

"You will look better than me, for sure." Song Yin smiled.

"Sister, since you left, Dad has rarely quarreled with Mom, and there are no strange uncles who come to the house to smash things. Did you drive them away?" Song Han's eyes were full of admiration .

"Are you good, sister?" Song Yin raised his eyebrows.

"Super-awesome!" Song Han threw himself into Song Yin's arms and shouted happily, "Now my sister is back, and I am the happiest person in this world!"

"Are you happy, sister?" Song Han showed half of his face, looking at Song Yin above his head like a baby animal coquettishly.

"Happiness." Song Yin felt a tightness in his throat, and a bitter taste rose up.

Before leaving, Song Yin took off his watch and gave it to Song Han, and gently pressed a bank card under the cigarette case on the coffee table.

This card contains all her savings over the years. She has thought about what kind of password she should set for a long time. She originally wanted to set it as her birthday, but she still used the default password.

Her existence has no meaning for this family, the old things have been replaced by new things, just like her sister Song Han.Song Han will grow up to be a smart, upright, kind and strong person, and he and her are like the two sides of yin and yang, the two sides of light and dark.What is broken by her will be redeemed by Song Han.

Song Yin is still looking for her own salvation, so that she can break free from the dark mud, but she never thought that the only one who can bring salvation is herself.

……

Under the feet is a deep blue sea, with white waves surging, the high-heeled shoes on the feet are tempted by the gravity, they are the first to break away from the ankles, and fall into the boundless sea, splashing out a tiny wave.

She dialed the familiar number again, but this time she didn't have the courage to finish listening to it. The phone was thrown out by her, turning into a beautiful parabola, falling at a very fast speed.

The memories of being abandoned also turned into a bubble in the dark blue, and turned into colorful bubbles in the sun, which burst in an instant.

The fall that I had imagined in countless dreams now seemed extraordinarily slow and desperate. I never felt that people could be torn apart by the void like a broken kite.

When Shen Lan hugged her, the world was turned upside down, and the memory was about to be reset to zero.

Tears mixed in the sea water and turned into tiny pearls.

Song Yin seemed to suddenly understand something at this moment, she wanted to shout out loudly, but was pushed into a deeper abyss.

The sun shines through the water surface into beams of light, which reverses into a forest leading to the kingdom of heaven, and pours on countless people who are still expecting, hesitating, waiting and crying.

Now, she is finally redeemed.

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