misplaced survival

The children in the orphanage were surprisingly sensible. They did not fight or snatch. After accepting the gift, they said thank you very earnestly. Some children even ran back to the classroom and brought their own paintings to Jiang Xiyan.

Looking at the gift in return, Jiang Xiyan was flattered and accepted it readily: "Thank you, the painting is beautiful!"

The innocent children seem to have magical powers, making Jiang Xiyan, who was somewhat restrained, gradually relax. Perhaps because of the different growth environments, they are very considerate and well-behaved.

"Can I participate?" Jiang Xiyan sat awkwardly on the small bench, and the table in front of him was covered with colorful cardboard.

He was not short at first, but later he joined the police academy, trained every day, and grew a lot taller. Just now, he entered the small gate of the orphanage with his head down, and it was very unsuitable to "sit" on a small bench.

"Of course." The teacher said gently.

Children's imaginations are unrestrained, even Jiang Xiyan, an adult, feels ashamed.

After playing a lesson with them, Jiang Xiyan couldn't disturb them any more.He didn't like parting, and he didn't like seeing children cry, so he sneaked out of the classroom early.

But before he left, he still had one thing to worry about, so he approached the dean and asked, "Dean, can I walk around the yard? I want to see where my friend lived before."

"Of course." Ming Wei said frankly that there is only such a small place in their orphanage, and there is nothing you can't go to, but she reminded one more thing, "Your friends should be about the same age as you, and our children ten years ago Living in the backyard, that place is now abandoned and sealed off to keep the kids out."

Jiang Xiyan promised after hearing the words: "Don't worry, I won't remove those baffles."

He understands the dean's worry. He came to the orphanage today to disturb others, and he can't cause trouble for others.

But Jiang Xiyan always kept his word, he did not remove the baffle, but climbed over the wall and entered.

Although he majored in physical evidence, he also had physical training in college, and a two-meter wall was easy for him.

Jiang Xiyan wiped the dust off his hands, and looked around curiously.These houses have been in disrepair for a long time and are already dilapidated, but the stickers and graffiti on the walls indicate that many children lived here.

The little bear in the corner suddenly attracted his attention, and he approached it mysteriously, bent down to pick it up, and carefully wiped off the dust on it, "Who left you?"

He sat down on the steps with the little bear in his arms and looked around. The place is not big, there are only three small rooms, and the end is just a few steps away, as if he could see the children playing here carefree back then.

In a trance, the images faintly overlap, two different people are in the same place, hugging the same bear, one is thinking about the past, while the other is looking forward to the future.

Song Zhou leaped over the wall and jumped into the small courtyard neatly, and saw his favorite bear doll when he was a child was placed upright on the steps.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little strange in his heart, "Who has been here?"

Back then, he was in a hurry and he didn't have time to take the little bear away, but it should have stayed in the corner.

He picked up the little bear, looked around, and murmured: "Could it be that you have become a spirit?"

When no one cared about him when he was a child, he just sat in this place with this little bear in his arms, hoping that someone would come and take him away every day.

"Why did I remember the past again?" Song Zhou sighed and sat on the steps.

He looked up at the big tree in the yard. When he was a child, he felt that the tree was very tall. The children scrambled to climb it, and they always felt that they could climb to another world by following the trunk. But that's all.

The mottled tree shadows are sprinkled on the stone road in the yard, and the fallen leaves on the ground carry the dreams of many children.

Song Zhou looked at the door, as if back in that year, Song Yuanbo and Fang Ya came in from the outside world, and saw him at a glance, while he was sitting in the corner, staring at them all the time.

His mother later said that when she saw him at the time, for some unknown reason, she felt that her eyes were particularly close, and she didn't have the heart to look at other children, but the more she watched him, the more she liked him.

His father also said that he was obviously not related by blood, but when he saw him, he felt like a family.

Since then, he has had a family.

Some things may have been arranged in the dark, and they are destined.

He picked up the little bear and talked to it: "You're right!"

After the words fell, he suddenly realized his childishness, and laughed at himself.

Estimating that Tao Yiran's place is almost the same, he came here today to revisit his old place, and he didn't think about how long he would stay, so he planned to put down the little bear and leave here.

He held the doll's hand a little harder, and felt that the doll's touch was not right through the cotton, and there seemed to be something hidden inside.

Song Zhou played with the little bear. He remembered that he accidentally scratched the little bear when he was a child, but he didn't know what he had hidden in it.

He flipped to the bottom of the doll, did find a slit, and pulled out a small note.

"Have I ever done something as hypocritical as hiding a little secret before?" Song Zhou's expression was very strange. Although he was withdrawn when he was a child, he never bothered to write any small notes.

Before opening it, he pinched the edge of the note to check. The experience of the police told him that this was not the paper from 20 years ago.

Could it be that Yan Yu knew that he had found this place and was protesting with him?

But it's not right, the edge of this paper is slightly yellowed, it must not be left recently, who could it be?

Song Zhou suddenly thought of a person, but felt that this idea was unbelievable, but he was inexplicably looking forward to it.

He opened the note gently, for fear of accidentally destroying it.The handwriting that catches the eye is ups and downs, racing dragons and snakes, just like what he saw in Jiang Xiyan's diary before.

Song Zhou's eyes lit up, and he smiled softly, "This little guy is quite cute."

Turning back the time, the breeze in the yard disturbed the autumn leaves on the treetops, and it fell lightly and landed on the shoulders of the man who was about to leave in the yard, as if he was also trying to keep him.

Jiang Xiyan originally planned to leave, but he was holding back his words and didn't know who to talk to. He stared at the little bear on the steps and had an idea.

"I'll tell you my secret, can you keep it for me?" Jiang Xiyan squatted in front of the steps and took out the small notebook in his bag.

He wrote a bunch of eloquently, and always felt that he had endless words. He carefully folded his little thoughts in half, and hid them in the little bear. He breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that there was endless loss in his heart.

Song Zhou looked at the note and smiled knowingly, and suddenly seemed to imagine that Jiang Xiyan was sitting next to him on the steps.

He thought his imagination was not bad before, but now he feels that it is not good enough, and he can't fully imagine Jiang Xiyan's expression at that time.

But he is very clear that he is happy now, and in the nightmare he least wants to touch, there is actually a thought that is exclusive to him.

Song Zhou caressed the handwriting on the page, and silently recited the above content in his heart.

"Hello, little bear. My name is Jiang Xiyan. I came to visit the children in the orphanage today. That's what I told the dean, but my selfish desire was to see the place where Song Zhou lived. But I couldn't help but Think, will he feel that I have invaded his privacy? Will he find me disturbing and annoying? But don't worry, I know everyone has a past, so I didn't ask anything.

Although they came here for Song Zhou, the children here are really cute, and they are not sad because of their specialness.On the contrary, they face life positively and optimistically, work hard to grow, and make themselves more liked by others.I feel sorry for them, but I feel that they have grown up and don't need outsiders to feel sorry for them.

But when I think about Song Zhou staying here, I still can't help but think about it.

Some words, I dare not even write in the diary, I can only tell the dolls.

Song Zhou, I want to contact you, I want to talk to you, but... I can't find a reason, and I don't know if I will call you or not. Would you like to answer it?

I didn't sleep all night last night, and I still haven't figured out why I think so, but I can be sure of one thing, I've become greedy. "

Song Zhou leaned against the wall pillar and stared at the note. Before Xu Zhishen asked him why it was a bit strange during this time, in fact, he felt it himself. He had been struggling with his question for a long time, and now he finally got the answer.

That's right, since the last phone call, he has also started to look forward to it.If they did meet, what would be said?

In the beginning, he reached out to Jiang Xiyan to help him out of trouble because of his sense of responsibility as a policeman.

But the second time, he could empathize with Jiang Xiyan's pain, and began to care about his safety.From then on, he became terrified, afraid that Jiang Xiyan would have another accident.

But dreaming about Jiang Xiyan again, feeling the pain from his perspective, it feels different.

He knew very well that he had only experienced it for two months, while Jiang Xiyan on the other end of the phone had experienced it for many years. Along the way, he could feel that this little guy was growing rapidly.

The diary and recordings from last time gave him even more favorable clues.Also at the most critical moment, he called Jiang Xiyan.

That time, he helped Jiang Xiyan, and Jiang Xiyan also saved him.

Song Zhou also thought about calling Jiang Xiyan, but in what capacity?police?But he wasn't sure when Jiang Xiyan's next accident would be.But are they friends?

After hesitating for a long time, he took out a coin from his pocket, "Call him heads."

But the moment the coin was thrown into the sky, Song Zhou had already determined his answer.

Jiang Xiyan put the notebook into his backpack, climbed over the wall and left the small courtyard, walked out of the orphanage slowly, looked back at the world inside the iron gate, feeling sad when he heard the phone ring.

Looking at the name on the screen, his breathing became stagnant, his fingertips trembled unconsciously, and his rapid heartbeat told him how happy he was.

He answered the phone and said softly, "Song Zhou?"

Could it be that Song Zhou made a wrong call?

"It's me." Song Zhou gripped the phone tightly, feeling inexplicably nervous.

Jiang Xiyan was secretly happy when he heard the words, but thinking of the timing when Song Zhou called him several times before, his heart sank, and he asked, "Is something going to happen to me? I will be prepared."

"No." Song Zhou looked at the coin in his hand, "I called you on my own initiative. Jiang Xiyan, are you... how are you?"

He didn't know what to say, so he just typed out on impulse.

I have never seen such high efficiency before!

Jiang Xiyan couldn't hide his joy, and nodded heavily: "I'm fine."

"I..." Song Zhou lost the conversation for a while, and repeated the previous words, "Although it is still safe now, you must be careful, and if you feel that something is wrong, call for support immediately, or call me, I can help I will definitely help. In fact, there is no need to call at that time, I will answer your call at other times. "

Jiang Xiyan looked at the orphanage, wondering if Song Zhou saw the note he wrote, did he know something?

"Song Zhou, you..." Jiang Xiyan smiled in relief, the loss before was gone, and asked seriously, "Song Zhou, there are still five years left, can you wait for me?"

"Okay." Song Zhou replied without thinking.

This time, he didn't need coins to be sure.