Frost and wind sometimes exhausted - black hole fan

When Nie Mingyu woke up from his sleep, the driver told him that he had arrived.The home of acting mayor Nie Dahai is a single old house, lying silently in the night.When Nie Mingyu got out of the car, a gust of bleak night wind made him shrink his neck involuntarily.

Zhang Feng closed the car door casually, and handed him a few bags of beautifully packaged supplements with a smile on his face: "It's hard to go home, so I need to bring something."

Nie Mingyu smiled to show his approval for his carefulness, took the things, and walked into the detached house.The warm lighting really felt like "home". My mother was sitting on the sofa watching TV. The mother and son greeted each other, and Nie Mingyu went upstairs.

The usual surname came to the study, and Nie Dahai's stern expression in front of the desk already showed that the father had something to say to his son.So, the expected questioning began, nothing more than anonymous letters, smuggling, companies and the like.

"There won't be any problems." Nie Mingyu repeatedly emphasized this affirmative tone. He played the image of a perfect and humble son with a calm tone.

The solemnity and worry in the father's eyes, is he concerned about the safety of his son?Or is he concerned about his own career?Nie Mingyu took the time to study the old man's expression, and the expression on his face became even more serene.

Then Zhang Feng called to convey the news that He Qingming, the newly appointed chief of the anti-smuggling department, had found a breakthrough: his daughter was born with a disability, and no high school was willing to admit her.Nie Mingyu called his father's secretary with ease, and asked him to negotiate with the Education Bureau in the name of the mayor, and then Longteng Company would fund and sponsor it.

A series of simple and relaxed actions, Nie Mingyu hung up the phone and let out a long sigh of relief.Things finally turned around.

"Mom, all the old things are in the attic?"

"They're all here." The mother looked at the son who had just come down from upstairs in puzzlement, "Are you looking for something?"

Nie Mingyu responded softly, and when his mother saw his back being turned on along with the lights along the way, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it in the end.She thought of the dust accumulating in the attic and worried.

Nie Mingyu took out the mask he was carrying and walked into the attic.Only a simple light bulb illuminates this claustrophobic space, the air is hazy, and the smell of dust penetrates the mask and enters his lungs.He suppressed the desire to cough, breathed carefully, and turned over the piles of old things.

Father's old books, old waste products at home, the paintbrush used by Leilei when she was a child, all kinds of memories about this family are concentrated in this twenty square meters.Nie Mingyu followed his memory and found a box in a narrow corner. He brushed off the thick layer of dust, and there was a familiar pattern on the box.Inside the box were his middle school books, some old clothes, and some odds and ends.He took out one of the booklets.

His body seemed to be trembling a little, and as his emotions fluctuated, he inhaled more dust. He bent down and coughed violently.The surrounding air, which had been silent for a long time, vibrated uncomfortably with this violent sound, stirring up muddy colors.

"Are you okay?" Mother came to the attic door worriedly.

Nie Mingyu put the booklet in his pocket, supported his body, and left here quickly.After quickly turning off the lights and closing the door, the world in the attic returned to darkness and silence again.

After Meng Lin also came to the house, her mother laid out the prepared meals.The family of four sat at the same table to enjoy dinner again after a long absence.As always, the mother nags about the fact that the two have not yet had a child.The smile on Meng Lin's face was a bit perplexed, and Nie Mingyu started another topic and brought up Liu Zhenhan's investigation of the anonymous letter.

"It's a good thing they figured it out." Mother Nie couldn't help laughing.

"But there are always rumors outside that he is an iron baker." Meng Lin spoke up.

"Bao Gong? Big Liu looks really dark." Nie's mother obviously didn't take this matter to heart.In her heart, Liu Zhenhan was still the child who grew up with her son and lived through life and death, closer than her own brother.She thought that when Liu Zhenhan came to Nie's house to investigate, he would bring his lovely Liangliang with him. Her own grandson had nowhere to go, so she could only put her emotions that had nowhere to rest on the big Liu's Liangliang.

Nie Mingyu ate in a hurry, found an excuse and prepared to leave.Meng Lin looked at his figure unwillingly, loss always came to her without any suspense, that man, her husband, never gave her a trace of tenderness.

Nie Mingyu didn't care what his leaving brought to others.Sitting in the car, he took out the old booklet and turned to the page with two letters between them.

It was in the dark and humid forest on the Sino-Vietnamese border. Countless midnight dreams came back. He looked at his hometown and the bright moon, took out the two letters in his pocket, and read every word on them over and over again. The fingers zoomed into criss-crossing rivers, rushing firmly in different directions.

The last time he reunited with Lin Jiyue was when he was 15 years old. The reason why he remembered it so clearly was because it was the year he joined the army.In his childhood when he was bullied by children of the same age, Lin Jiyue did not participate for too long, because the news that Lin's father died of a serious illness in the countryside soon came, and the Lin family's mother and daughter packed up their things and went back to their hometown to bury the pillars of the family.

The night before Lin Jiyue left, the moon of that night did not go to the most beautiful crescent moon and full moon. The irregular shape magnified people's frustration for no reason.

Lin Jiyue drew a character that Nie Mingyu didn't know on the soil, with "雨" on the top and "Qi" on the bottom.Lin Jiyue told him that the word reads "jì".

"Ji, it is the appearance of clear sky after rain and snow, which represents light. My name comes from the idiom 'Ji Yueguang Feng', which means that people's conduct is bright and upright." She raised her head and looked directly into his eyes solemnly, "You Remember my name."

Nie Mingyu saw the translucent light shining in those eyes, so pure that there was no trace of haze. In the gloomy world, it seemed to be the only clear thing.

her name.

This little girl has a temperament that is different from other children, like gems, agile and precious, not clichéd, but not isolated—this is what he realized later when he saw various gems.

Nie Mingyu knew that there seemed to be an indescribable tacit understanding between this girl and himself.When Nie Mingyu looked back at her, she also raised her eyes as if she had noticed something. Sometimes the two of them didn't say anything, but they could immediately understand each other's thoughts.There is a feeling of attachment in his heart, but he can't express it. Maybe the two of them look at each other and can appreciate it as always?

From then on, the moon in the sky, the river on the ground, the chirping of cicadas in summer, the sparrows on the ground, and all the memories related to that night, were branded in Nie Mingyu's heart together with the words "Jiyueguangfeng".