damaged

The longer I walked, the more fear I felt in my heart, almost overflowing.

"Zhang Ailin! Wait!" Wang Bing kept calling Zhang Ailin's name behind him, panting.

Shuttle through the maze woven by street lamps.Turn left, turn right, go forward again, turn left again, turn right.

The air seemed to be torn apart, and she seemed to be able to hear the beating of the heart from her ears. There was an unknown hot current in her heart, rising from her stomach, and rushing straight into her body aimlessly.

The halo of street lights not far away twisted into a vortex, and the scene in front of him became blurred.

The strength of the muscles in the legs followed the footsteps and was constantly taken away by the concrete floor on the road.

"Zhang Ailin!" Wang Bing finally caught up with Zhang Ailin and shouted to her beside her.

Wang Bing looked at Zhang Ailin's face from the gap of breathing.Except for the pale lips, the eyes that kept staring straight ahead.

Finally, after weighing repeatedly in his mind, Wang Bing pulled out Zhang Ailin.

"and many more."

To his surprise, Zhang Ailin let him pull, like a well-behaved doll being manipulated.

Zhang Ailin almost fell to the ground.She has run out of strength.

Wang Bing quickly reached out his hand to hold her shoulders so that she would not fall to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Wang Bing asked with concern.

Zhang Ailin grabbed Wang Bing's arm and stood up, about to continue running.

"Okay, okay, shall we walk?" Wang Bing quickly grabbed her clothes.

He frowned.

In front of Zhang Ailin's appearance, her face was soaked in sweat, her lips were dry and chapped, and her eyes drooped absentmindedly.It made Wang Bing recall the first time he saw Zhang Ailin.

"...Is it related to there?" Wang Bing tentatively asked.

Zhang Ailin slowly raised her eyes, staring deeply at Wang Bing, without saying a word.

Wang Bing understood immediately. He let go of Zhang Ailin's clothes, took out a bottle of milk from his satchel, and handed it to her: "Here, your teacher's wife put it in for me this morning, and I forgot to drink it. Drink some, nothing else. out of water."

Zhang Ailin took it, and only lowered her head to pick the label on the package with her nails.

"Why are you standing still, aren't you thirsty? If you don't drink, I will drink?" Wang Bing said.

Zhang Ailin unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it down.

Wang Bing snatched the empty baby bottle from Zhang Ailin's hand, tightened the cap, and stuffed it back into his purse.

He straightened the straps of the satchel with his hand, stretched out his hand to push Zhang Irene, and said, "Let's go, let's walk slowly, don't worry, we will find it."

Zhang Ailin glanced at Wang Bing.

His hair was a mess and he didn't care to tidy it up, and there were some white hairs growing around his forehead.

Inexplicably want to cry.

Seeing Zhang Ailin's red eye circles, Wang Bing hurriedly patted her on the shoulder, and said in relief, "Why are you crying? Let's go together and look for it. It's not a big deal."

"Who is crying?" Argued stubbornly.

Seeing her calm down, Wang Bing smiled and said, "No one."

While walking, Wang Bing said, "You are fine today. When you hear that Zhou Zhou is missing, go look for him right away."

"..." Zhang Ailin didn't like his tone of commenting on a child.

"Zhou Zhou should be your very good friend, new class, you have made a good friend, so that's good.

Don't always be alone with a cold face on the floor, which no one can understand, that's not yourself. " Wang Bing said.

Zhang Ailin didn't answer, it seemed that Wang Bing was talking to himself.

"What are we going to find?" Wang Bing asked.

"A bracelet with Jiang Man's name engraved on it." Zhang Ailin blurted out without thinking.

Hearing the name "Jiangman", Wang Bing's original smile stopped on his face, as if it was bound by cement.

"Jiang Man..." Wang Bing murmured.

"Do you know it?" Zhang Ailin suddenly thought of this possibility.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Bing said, "It's a very familiar name, you may have heard of it before."

A mediocre answer.

"Why are you looking for that bracelet?" Wang Bing asked immediately.

"do not know."

"Okay, kid. I'm here to work for you as a coolie for free, and I won't even tell me why."

"...I really don't know." Zhang Ailin replied.

"Okay, I believe you."

Not long after, Zhang Ailin stopped on the street just now and said, "Here we are."

Wang Bing looked around the small street.The dilapidated buildings around, against the backdrop of the night, seemed to have an inexplicable sense of coercion.He followed closely behind Zhang Ailin, looking around vigilantly.

Zhang Ailin came to the place where she was entangled with the man just now. The man had disappeared, but the wooden stick she used to hit him was still lying on the ground.

Another lightbulb on the nearby utility pole was broken by the man, and the light became even dimmer.

"Here." Zhang Ailin said.

Wang Bing glanced around and said, "There is still such a long wooden stick here." He lifted the wooden stick.

"This stick is the one I used just now." Zhang Ailin said casually while bending over to search.

Wang Bing quickly looked at Zhang Ailin: "What?!"

"... There are bad people." Zhang Ailin replied naturally.

Wang Bing asked again, "Aren't you injured?"

"It's okay." The light on the billboard next to her was not bright enough, so Zhang Ailin took out her phone and turned on the flashlight mode.

"Fortunately, how can it be okay?"

"Accidentally drew a line on my hand, it's not deep." Zhang Ailin held up her mobile phone and explored carefully along the cracks of the steps.

Wang Bing glanced at Zhang Ailin's wrist, and then imitated Zhang Ailin's movements, took out his mobile phone to help her find: "Remember to go to the clinic to disinfect and bandage later."

Zhang Ailin was only focused on searching and didn't go back to him.It means deny by default.

Wang Bing ignored him, picked up a branch, and searched a small ditch beside the road.

The two searched almost the entire street, even under every stone, but no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find the bracelet.

In a blink of an eye, it was already dawn.The sky gradually became brighter.

Wang Bing supported the wall, rubbed his waist, and looked a little painful.He reckoned that he was afraid that the old disease in his waist might recur again.

He saw Zhang Ailin not far away, searching persistently.

"Take a break." Wang Bing said to Zhang Ailin.

The phone indicates that there is still [-]% of the battery.

Unprecedented frustration hit Zhang Ailin's heart.Even if there was never any news from Jiang Man, it didn't make her feel so sad.

Meng Wenjun threw away everything about Jiangman on his own initiative, not even leaving a single photo.

Zhang Ailin turned over the stones on the side of the road, feeling that Jiang Man's shadow could be seen next time her arms were raised and lowered, but there was only empty disappointment.

Looking for something that cannot be found is like a mental delay.

Every action contained all the expectations, and every result was nothing but disappointment, disappointment and disappointment.

Between expectation and disappointment, I fell back and forth, and then relied on my own strength to struggle to get up, to meet the next expectation and disappointment again.Between this repetition again and again, slowly killing myself.

When Wang Bing saw Zhang Ailin's appearance before, he thought she would collapse, but unexpectedly, Zhang Ailin was more persistent and stronger than expected.

Today's search is just a small part of Zhang Ailin's search process.Today's sadness is just a small leaf in the long-term pain.

Just like Wang Bing asked "Why" countless times, Zhang Ailin answered "I don't know" over and over again.This answer is more like Zhang Ailin's answer to herself.

What's the point?Such a seemingly futile search.

do not know.

But the only thing Zhang Ailin knew was that if she stopped looking, everything would become meaningless.In her life, she couldn't find anything to support her.Going to find Jiangman is the meaning of living that she gave herself.

"Irene." Wang Bing called her.

Zhang Ailin raised her head and looked in Wang Bing's direction.He sat on a large rock and called her to sit beside her.

Never mind.Keep looking down.

Wang Bing sighed, feeling that her persistence was hateful.He straightened up again, patted the dust off his trousers, and bent down.

Two people, one big and one small, waited from night to day on this street.

The surrounding shops have opened one after another, and it is strange to watch the two people looking for it on the road.

The sun's rays illuminate everything on the earth clearly, and everything is exposed.

A crooked path, next to a small drainage ditch, stones that have been turned over and over again, a persistent Zhang Ailin, and a Wang Bing following behind Zhang Ailin.

"Go back and rest." Wang Bing said.

Zhang Ailin still didn't listen.

"Come again tomorrow."

Still don't listen.

Bingchang Wang sighed, and said: "Your father knows that he has called Wen Jun a lot, and Wen Jun has also sent me a lot of text messages. Don't make things difficult for Wen Jun. Come back tomorrow."

Zhang Ailin stood up and almost fell.

"I won't come again tomorrow." The two tacitly agreed.

Wang Bing saw red blood all over her eyes.

"Go back." After a long time, Wang Bing spat out these words earnestly.

Zhang Ailin leaned against the stone wall next to her and looked up at the sky.

The sky has changed its color, and there are bustling crowds all around, and occasionally there are two or three birdsongs.Everything that happened yesterday seems to have disappeared.

Wang Bing rushed to school in a hurry, gave Zhang Ailin a day off, and told her to take a good rest.

Zhang Ailin watched as Wang Bing squeezed into the bus, and she felt powerless.She found the keys in her pocket and two pieces of candy from Grandma Chan.

She walked towards the familiar road again, she plunged into the crowd, all the people hurried to the opposite road to her, and someone bumped into her from time to time.

"Feel sorry!"

"Excuse me!"

"Please let it go!"

She is like a salmon swimming upstream.There is still a long way to go home.