On the bone

One by one

The night was so dark that one could not breathe.

Intentionally took a deep breath, the cigarette he was biting was not finished, coughed violently, opened the car door and threw the cigarette butt under his feet to snuff it out.

When closing the door, he looked up at the window of Grandma Xia Pei's house again, but there was still no light.

It never came on.

After Xia Pei left, Cheng Xinhai was in a trance for a while, and he didn't know how long it was. He knew when he left the 4S shop, when he bought the cake, and when he arrived home. He completely lost control of this breakup, and he was at a loss as to when Xia Pei left.

He raised his hand to rub his face hard, only to realize that Xia Pei's cell phone was still in his hand, and Xinhai's heart was shocked, he picked up the car keys and ran downstairs.

Before closing the door, he looked up at the hanger. Sharpay was wearing a coat, a dark khaki hooded coat.

He also confirmed that he had changed his shoes. He didn't know if he had any cash on him, but at least he was well dressed and warm. What Cheng Xinhai thought was that the temperature outside was cooling down today, and it would be windy when he came back.

Out of breath, he ran to the side of the car and opened the door to get in the car. Xia Pei's mobile phone was thrown into the passenger seat. Cheng Xinhai glanced over it. It is always worrying not to have a mobile phone. This is the only one that can be connected to Xia Pei. The line is also broken.

We should go back to grandma.

Intentional sea didn't think about it anymore, kicked the accelerator and drove out of the basement.

The worst still happened.

Sharpay didn't come back.

Grandma passed away, and Xia Pei was in pain, so he came here on purpose to help fetch some daily necessities. He had the key here, opened the door, and a smell of old furniture that hadn't been ventilated for a long time came into his nostrils, and he walked in , the fruits and pastries placed in front of grandma's photo frame are very rotten and haven't been replaced for a long time.

I don't know when, maybe since there was no movement from knocking on the door and calling Xia Pei's name, Cheng Xinhai's heart was raised. Now his palms are soaked and covered in cold sweat.

Didn't come back, he didn't come back...

Where can that go?

Xia Pei has no friends, no family, only him.

Suffocating heavily for breath, Cheng Xinhai grabbed his clothes and ran out. For a long time, he drove around the city, thinking about Xia Pei's life trajectory, searching for all the places he might go.

No trace at all.

It’s not panic that can be described. Cheng Xinhai’s underwear was completely soaked. He kept searching, looking, draining the fuel tank and filling it again. Until the dark night came and the lights came on, he still found nothing.

Oddly enough, he ran back to the house they rented to have a look, and thought absurdly that maybe Xia Pei would come back, and he would return home with a little soft heart...

The car finally stopped at grandma's house, and stood at a place where it was easiest to see the door of the building.

……

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and I raised my wrist to look at the watch countless times, each time was a torment, and Cheng Xinhai had never hated the two moving hands so much, hated that they moved so fast, it was already midnight.

Rubbing his face and cheering himself up, the temperature dropped sharply at night in late autumn, and he wanted to know the temperature without turning on the warm air in the late autumn, and once the cold outside the car was transmitted to the skin, it was like penetrating into the bone marrow. Hai Xin was trembling.

Soon, the night faded and the sky began to turn blue.

Cheng Xinhai was sweating profusely, unable to wait any longer, he planned to call the police.

After his parents divorced, Xia Pei's household registration was held by his grandma, and his hands were quicker than his brain. When he thought about it, the car had already left the community and went straight to the police station in the area.

It was the time when people were most sleepy at dawn. The young police officer on duty yawned and asked the person who came in what he was doing. Pen: "How long have you been missing?"

Cheng Xinhai licked his dry mouth, hesitated, he remembered that it would take 24 hours before he could report his disappearance: "Well... about ten hours."

The policeman glanced at him: "Have you brought the ID card of the missing person?"

Intentionally shook his head.

"And yours?"

He took it out from the wallet, and when he handed it over, Cheng Xinhai was a little flustered. He forced himself to be calm. The man operated on the computer and looked up: "Who are you reporting as missing?"

"His name is Xia Pei, and he is my younger brother."

"Your brother?" The police officer asked suspiciously, "You only have one younger sister, and she died."

"Ah no, no, he's not my real brother," Cheng Xinhai hurriedly corrected: "I admit it, a friend of the co-renter."

The other party was helpless, and wanted to laugh: "My friend, what kind of case are you reporting? Ask his immediate family members to come, and he has been missing for more than 24 hours..." As he spoke, the finger that was sliding the mouse stopped, as if he saw something, the person's shoulder slid Leaning forward, his eyes were flickering with the light from the computer screen, and his complexion became serious.

"I won't report it anymore!" Cheng Xinhai took back the ID card on the table at once, bowed to the police officer with a flattering smile, and said, "Thank you, Comrade Police." After finishing speaking, he immediately turned and walked out.

The other party didn't say a word, but suddenly asked him when Xin Xinhai walked to the door: "Where did you come from? It can't be a KTV club or something like that?"

Hearing this, Cheng Xinhai stopped, turned around and said, "Home."

The police officer smiled, got up and went to the water dispenser next to the door to get hot water. As the thin water flowed down, the white hot air floated on the mouth of the cup.

"You have a criminal record, it's best not to run here. If your friend has something to ask his family to come over, you know?" Taking a sip of hot tea, the police officer looked at him with blazing eyes.

Without saying a word, Xinhai left the police station.

When I walked out, the sunlight became brighter, and when I went in, the remaining blue-grey in the sky faded away, giving me the breath of morning.

A few steps away, there is an breakfast stall. The owner sets up the roadside seats and opens the door to welcome customers. There is a thick plastic curtain on the door. Many people pass by by lifting it, put the food they bought on the outside table, and turn around to face each other. Shouting inside, ordering and paying by voice.

Cheng Xinhai came to the side of the car, unlocked it, and stopped abruptly. He turned around and saw a man in a sports suit sitting at the breakfast stand closest to him.

With his back facing him, the outline of his body made Cheng Xinhai feel confused for a while.

At this moment, the man turned around, greeted him with a smile, "Good morning", Cheng Xinhai opened his eyes wide, allowing Qin Ran's face to appear in his pupils.

"Come over and eat something?" The man patted the ashes on the plastic seat next to him overnight, his cheeks bulged from eating, and smiled at Cheng Xinhai.

Looking at the deep-fried dough sticks, soybean milk and a drawer of buns in front of Qin Ran's table, Cheng Xinhai snorted: "Why are you here?"

"Morning jogging," Qin Ran took a bite of the deep-fried fried dough sticks, deliberately opened his arms, and let Cheng Xinhai look at the sportswear: "It doesn't look like it?"

Cheng Xinhai sneered: "You are two districts away, and you took a taxi to come here for a morning jog?"

Qin Ran didn't respond, picked up the bowl to drink soy milk, picked up the cloth on the table, and wiped his mouth.

No more words, Cheng Xinhai turned around, but the moment he put on the door handle, his eye sockets were stretched to the extreme, he turned his head and stared at the piece of cloth in Qin Ran's hand.

A deep khaki color.

He stepped over and took it out of Qin Ran's hand.

"You, where did you come from..." Cheng Xinhai looked over and over again, the texture and thickness of the fabric were exactly the same as that of Xia Pei's coat, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Qin Ran's face: "Where the hell did you get it?! "

Qin Ran answered irrelevantly, and smiled cutely: "You like it? I still have this..." As he spoke, he took out a white cloth from his pocket, with some black things printed on it.

The force of snatching it was too great, Qin Ran shook his hand in pain, and said angrily, "You are in such a hurry."

He couldn't stabilize his sight, and the pieces of clothing in front of him became blurred. Even so, the black letters on the chest of the white T-shirt on Sharpei's body still clearly appeared in his mind.

This t-shirt...

The two things in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Qin Ran snatched them back deftly, and said with some trouble, "I can't give this to you, I still have use for it."

"What... what's the use?" Cheng Xinhai answered mechanically.

"Catch you, a greedy little cat." Qin Ran smiled with crooked eyebrows, while walking backwards, while twisting the cloth with both hands and shaking it in front of Cheng Xinhai: "Come on, come on. "

Heart contracted violently, and Cheng Xinhai was panting heavily, he clenched his fists and approached Qin Ran step by step.

The author says:

When the play reaches a critical part, and when it is the most tense, the in and out of the play will be more closely interspersed.