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I looked in the direction where you came from,

Until I became a scarecrow, unable to speak or sing,

Only a group of sparrows accompanied me, ate me and waited for me in the distance;

They told me your name was Sunset,

But can someone tell me why, the hometown where I live with you,

Become so desolate.

When my mobile phone rang, I just glanced at the silent "70" on the roadside and found that I was driving to 100. Come with me, and you will know that this must be Lord Xi. It's strange that every time I make such small mistakes as speeding, throwing cigarette butts, looking at my son's clean eyes and cursing my father for being disabled for life in a car accident-at this moment, if the phone rings, it will be a decision in nine cases out of ten. I really don't understand what this is about. He's not God. Why does his voice always arrive on time? It seems that everything is under his control. I'm like an unlucky child. I can't escape the charge of "cheating" before stealing.

"Is it coming soon?" There is always a jealous laziness in his tone.

"It's still early. I'm in a hurry, but it will take three hours to get there. " I deliberately emphasized that I worked hard on the road, which seems to give a very reasonable explanation for just speeding. Then I sighed in my heart, laughing at myself and feeling guilty. Like I'm really afraid of him. Sure enough, he went on to say, "Be careful, don't be caught speeding again, I won't pay the ticket for you."

"Don't be so wordy." I bit my lip. At this moment, I heard a soft voice coming from my mobile phone. I knew he pressed the lighter again, so I said, "Even I quit, and you are still stubborn and smoke. One day you will get lung cancer." This is revenge. He knows everything.

He smiled gently. "When you get people back, it will be dark. Why not start earlier? "

I knew he would ask this question. I said, "I want to leave in the morning, too, but that little guy Zheng Chenggong doesn't know why this morning, and he always cries." STH over and over again until it's almost noon-"

He interrupted me, "Zheng Dongni, if you don't tell a little lie, you will die." Then I heard his deep breathing. "I just put the phone down at home. My aunt said that you sent Zheng Chenggong here early in the morning. "

"Expose me a few times less, will you die? Am I a prisoner? " I can't stand it at last. "I really didn't leave until noon, because I went to see Jiang Yi in the morning. She just got divorced and was in a bad mood, so I went shopping with her and bought a skirt for Beibei. How's it going? If you don't believe me, ask Jiang Yi-"It's not that I don't know where his death is.

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"I don't shoot the breeze with you, so you concentrate on driving. Send me a text message after receiving the person. " His voice was obviously low and he lost interest. Every time I want to hit him, it's always right to mention Jiang Yi.

"Wait a minute." I am embarrassed.

"Very good." He said briefly.

"I'm a little scared." I finally confessed, "I thought all the way that I should let you come with me." What should I do? I'm getting nervous. "I breathe gently, sneer at 1," really worthless. I dawdled all morning until I had to leave, so I forced myself to leave. I-"

"You deserve it." He interrupted me, "I asked you twenty times, and you said you wanted to go by yourself."

"That's because I haven't decided what she should call you when we meet. How embarrassing. "

"Because of such a trivial matter?" He smiled. "Women are so stupid."

"Get out."

"There is nothing to be afraid of." He always has a certain expression. "If you don't know what to say to her, then don't say anything. If you are familiar with it, it will be natural. "

"All right. I will do as you say. Ok, hang up. "

"You hang up first." His voice is very light.

The small blue light on the screen of the mobile phone goes out weakly. I pressed some windows and waved the white Marlboro box in front of me. There are only a few left. This was left over from the day I made up my mind to resign two months ago. Just like asking for a visa, with the shaking, it makes a muffled sound like a slap. One of them gradually stretched out, and I leaned down and grabbed it, gently, for fear that it would stain my lipstick. Can't blame me, God told me to light it. I couldn't help laughing quietly, just like playing games with myself when I was a child. In fact, I am not qualified to laugh at Xi's decision to get lung cancer. But fortunately, he didn't see this scene.

The place I want to go is called Yangcheng. It is also an ancient city with a long history and few people, located in a province next to Longcheng. It's easy to get sleepy when people walk on the highway for a long time. The road ahead is a road, and the road behind is also a road. It's natural to take a nap on this road that doesn't care about the starting point and the end point. Anyway, the dream of taking a nap at that moment is just a drop in the ocean compared with this long road. Of course, many car accidents are caused in this way. In the trance of a drop in the ocean, life ended under the eyes of God. In fact, if I had a choice, I would rather die like this. It's good.

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Unfortunately, I can't die yet. I have something very important to go to Yangcheng.

The toll booth is getting closer and closer to me. The bright red banner says that the people of Yangcheng remind me to pay attention to safe driving. Just don't think about how to deal with it in the future. Anyway, no matter how hard it is, it will pass. Just like the college entrance examination at that time, no matter how scared and horrible I was, I just had to deal with it for two hours. The bell rang and the papers were handed in. Anyway, it was only two hours. Anyway, the sky wouldn't fall. But I don't know why, I suddenly want to call Zheng. I want to hear her voice. It seems that everything can be solved with a smile when I meet her. Everything is full of vitality and aboveboard.

But no one answered her cell phone. I think she is very busy-she and her classmates are busy pulling a big banner at the entrance of Carrefour at the moment, saying that they want to collect the signatures of thousands of people who boycott French goods. It must be very lively. It's normal to hear the sound of mobile phones. I told her yesterday that I was going to meet my cousin's daughter in Yangcheng. She was puzzled and asked, "Your what?" I repeated, "My cousin's daughter." "Who is your cousin? Why don't I know? " She took out that trademark innocent expression again. "My cousin is my uncle's son." I explained patiently, as if I were literacy. "I don't know your uncle." Zheng Nanyin said confidently. "Of course you don't know my uncle." I rolled my eyes helplessly. "My uncle and cousin are relatives on my mother's side. You haven't seen them." "Are they my relatives or not?" She was very confused. "This-"I am actually very confused and hesitant. "I think it should be counted."

"So, why did that little girl come to Longcheng?" She asked me. At this time, a classmate behind us called her: "Zheng Nanyin, come and see the color here, which one to use-""Coming!" She promised and winked at me. "You can tell me about her later. I am very busy now. "

Well, yesterday afternoon, Teacher Zheng Nanyin came to my house with seven or eight classmates. Because they took a fancy to my empty living room-enough for them to spread banners full of signatures from one end of the floor to the other. Pigments and markers are also thrown everywhere, and there are endless voices arguing about what to draw here and there. My family, Zheng Chenggong, is very excited about the scene before us. I was sitting on the floor, with a thoughtful expression on my face, and tried to rub the edge of the banner a little. A girl picked him up and put his little hand on the paint tray. "Come on, little brother, count your signatures-"While speaking, Zheng Chenggong's little green handprint was pressed on the white cloth. So he got excited, and when I didn't see it at first sight, he decisively photographed this little green hand with wet paint on the wall.

When Zheng Chenggong washed his hands, I stared at Zheng Nanyin. "Should you at least call me first?" I asked her in a low voice.

"What if you don't call?" She smiled. "This is a patriotic act. Can you not support it? "

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"Of course I support it." I had an epiphany. "What about the Kenzo perfume you asked me to buy for you last week? Don't buy, let's boycott together? "

"Perfume-"Zheng Nanyin blinked and said without hesitation, "Kenzo is an Italian brand. Why should we resist? "

"You can go to Baidu yourself in the future." I can't take it anymore.

"Don't use Baidu," she waved. "Kenzo is not a French brand. It's impossible. It must be Italian. It must be Italian. So you must keep your promise and buy it for me. "

"Zheng, will you face the reality?"

She suddenly let out a scream: "Oh, no, I didn't hear it just now. It's a message from my husband. I'll get it back-sister, people are not free when they get married, right? "

"I will go to your husband to help me repaint the living room wall." I added to her, but unfortunately, she didn't hear me.

But anyway, I always smile when I think of her. Although this fleeting smile can't stop my chest from getting tighter, my heart beats like a drum. This place called Yangcheng looks really trance. Familiar and unfamiliar. Because the old feeling there is like the Dragon City when I was a child, there are not many high-rise buildings, the architectural style looks a little old, and the shops on the street are so small. For a moment, I felt that I was in a scene many years ago. A five or six-year-old girl suddenly ran in front of my car. I quickly stepped on the brakes and the tires screeched on the ground. The little girl didn't know that the place she had just passed was dangerous. She opened her hands with two braids hanging from her ears. She ran forward happily, as if all the dangers would be avoided because of her lightness. She was in such a hurry because there was a black hand-cranked stove and a popcorn vendor in front of her. In Longcheng, this ancient popcorn stove has long since disappeared. I haven't seen you for so many years, so here it is. Her appearance is clearly when I was five years old, holding twenty cents given by my grandmother and anxiously crossing the gloomy building to buy popcorn-of course, at that time, I sometimes followed a two-year-old brother behind me. He runs so slowly that I always throw him away impatiently. He always chased me hard without saying a word, sipping his mouth tightly. Often at this time, grandma would lean out from the second floor and shout to me helplessly: "Tony-an elder sister doesn't look like her, take good care of Mao Mao-"Yes, "Mao Mao" was decided by westerners, but no one called him that after grandma left.

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The little girl's mother ran after her in disgust, with a bamboo needle in her messy bun, and did not forget to give me a hard pat on the hood. "Can you drive?" I'm going to hit someone! "In normal times, I would definitely open the car door and jump out to argue with this evil woman. But today, forget it, because I suddenly remembered my grandmother, because I saw the popcorn when I was a child again.

The address I'm going to should be around here. Gulou street 15 lane. There are so many alleys stretching in front of me, winding and narrow, I don't know. Post-it notes with addresses are a little trendy in my hand. The bright afternoon sunshine splashed directly on the ground in front of my eyes, without hesitation or affectation. At this moment, I saw her.

She stood in an alley not far from me, with a huge backpack on her back. She is very thin, and she is thin all over. Although I don't know what a 12-year-old girl like her is like, I still think she is too thin. My car slowly approached her, and she became more and more clear in front of my eyes. She is not that kind of beautiful or delicate little girl. But her eyes are big. I suddenly saw that thin face when I was so big. I only remember these eyes. Her nose is very low, so there seems to be nothing to separate those two eyes. It feels less like a real person and more like a painting. She is also looking around, looking for someone to pick her up. Her broken Liu Haier swayed from side to side with her face, together with the braids she casually draped over her shoulders-I really don't understand why her hair is so little, all tied into a thin bundle, but it suits her very well and makes her look more like a very silent little squirrel who is indifferent to all the noises around her. When I put my head out of the window, she just turned around and saw me. So, she smiled at me, revealing two conspicuous tiger teeth.

"Sprite." I called her.

She didn't speak, but nodded hard and approached me hesitantly, clutching the strap of her schoolbag with her right hand. I just got a good look. The cuffs of her shirt are a little short, not gray or pink. As long as she pushes hard, the sleeve will hold her dangerous thin wrist tightly. I got out and opened the back door. "Just put your bag here. Is that all you have? "

She still didn't speak and nodded. I'm glad I can help her with this bag, otherwise I really don't know if I should hug her. "I saw you once when you were young, remember?" I asked.

She frowned, then shook her head and smiled shyly. Later, until today, a long time later, I think Sprite's cutest expression is when she frowned a little shyly, unconsciously, her eyebrows were high and low, and her face was full of unspeakable sweetness.

"Fasten your seat belt, we hit the road. Please let me know if you want to go to the bathroom or buy a drink. "

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She still just nodded and buckled the old fluffy bear in her arms in her seat belt. The bear looks very old, can't say whether it is brown or brown, and there is a patch on its foot. However, it may really be because of age that its black eyes have been polished to some warmth and vitality.

"At this age, you still play with bears?" I smiled.

She suddenly patted the bear on the head very seriously. "He is my brother. His name is coke. " Her voice is a little special, a little hoarse, but very clear.

I smiled and asked her, "Do you know what you should call me?"

She said quietly, "Auntie." Then she lowered her head and pointed at the bear seriously and said, "Coke should also call you aunt." Then, another bright smile, a little shy, "although he can't talk, he knows everything."

"Ok, welcome you and Coke to our home."

At this time, the mobile phone began to sing again, which was naturally the decision of the West. I told him that Sprite was in my car now, and after chatting for a while, I closed the line. I found Sprite staring at me intently. The way she focuses on people is really strange. There seems to be something burning in her eyes when she concentrates.

"Your boyfriend?" She smiled a little shyly again, which is typical of little girls of their age. When talking about boys, she is very shy and can't hide her curiosity and interest.

"Nonsense." I smiled helplessly. "It's my brother. What should you call my brother? I don't know. It's up to you. Call him whatever you want. " It's terrible. In fact, I don't know how to talk to children in an elder tone.

"You will see him tomorrow, my brother," I continued, as if to avoid an awkward silence. "Not only my brother, but also a large family, my uncle's family of three and my brother-in-law's family of three. My uncle's daughter is my sister. She's in college. I think maybe you two will get along well. My brother-in-law's daughter is very young, only a few months old, and she is the treasure of all of us. Of course-"I stole a glance at her and found that she was holding Coke's ear intently, as if asking Little Bear to remember the family they were going to face with her.

"Of course," I continued after a pause. "Don't worry, you don't have to live with this large group of people every day. You can stay at my house. I have a small family and plenty of room. You'll have your own room, and there's only my son at home. My son is only a little older than my brother-in-law's daughter, and he is also a little guy. " I smiled at her. "He is going to have his first birthday. Your birthday is the end of the year, right? This year's 65438+February 24th is your12nd birthday. Your father told me on the phone. "

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She raised her eyes in surprise. "I thought my father didn't remember my birthday at all."

"I'll take you shopping tomorrow and buy you new clothes," I changed the subject. "The sleeves of your shirt are very short. People your age just grow up quickly. "

"No." She interrupted me, her head tilted, and thin braids swirled around her neck. "My grandmother told me that my aunt who came to meet me had seen the world, even been to foreign countries, and she was very beautiful and good at dressing up, so my grandmother specially called me from the nursing home and asked me to dress up beautifully and put on my most expensive clothes the first day I saw you. I can't be laughed at by you-I found it.

"You really listen to grandma." I was teased by her again. "Your nearest relative is grandma, right?" If it weren't for her poor health and going to a nursing home, you wouldn't have been sent to Longcheng. "

"No," she firmly shook the vivid braid again and hugged the coke. "My closest relatives are my grandmother and my brother. No, my grandmother is an adult. My grandmother taught me everything, but my brother was different. My brother is a bear. He doesn't know how to explain many things about human beings, so I have to take care of him. "

"Very good." I laughed so hard that I could hardly grasp the steering wheel. Outside the window, the dusk fell silently. Without warning, those of us camping in the shadow of the sunset turned into some solemn scenery on the stage. Sprite's face turned out of the window, her cheek gently pressed against the glass, and she stared obsessively at the road dyed red by the sunset glow outside. In fact, to be exact, it is not the sunset that has dyed the expressway red, but the expressway has become a part of the sunset.

"It's so beautiful." Sprite seems to be talking to herself, then holding the bear's face in her left hand and waving his body in her right hand. Strangely, the flannel toys have a little happy expression in this subtle pinching, at least it feels like dancing, so I know they are talking, and Coke also thinks the scenery in front of them is really good.

"Hey, Sprite, has your grandmother, or your father, or all your relatives in Yangcheng ever told you that your aunt is a bad woman?" I suddenly asked absently.

"My grandmother only said that most beautiful women are bad women, so it is a good thing that I am not beautiful." She blinked.

"You are praising me-"

Thanks to Sprite and Coke, the return trip is far less long than when I came.

Arrived in Liuzhou, it was already dark. I parked my car downstairs in my uncle's house, told Sprite to wait, and then went upstairs and knocked on the door to pick up Zheng Chenggong. His uncle is on a business trip, Zheng is at school, and only his aunt is watching TV in the living room, which is getting more and more empty.

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"Three aunts, are you alone? What about the decision of the West? " I admit, I'm a little disappointed not to see Lord Xi, because whenever I feel a little complicated, I don't know what's wrong. I'm eager to talk to Lord Xi, even if it's the most irrelevant thing.

"He must watch the students study tonight." Third Aunt stood up and took Zheng Chenggong out of the room and put him in the stroller in the living room. "Did you catch that little girl?"

"well. She's down there. It's very late today. Bring her tomorrow. " While speaking, Zheng Chenggong absently waved his small fist for a while.

"How long will she live in Longcheng?" Three aunts asked, while covering a small quilt on the cradle.

"I don't know. My cousin has been divorced since the year she was born. Chickens fly and dogs jump at home all the year round, and no one can look after the children at all. Later, my cousin went to other places. She has been growing up in her grandmother's house, and now she is paralyzed and has to go to a nursing home-all our relatives are kicking each other's balls. If I ignore her now, I will go to school in a blink of an eye ... "Third aunt shook her head," commit iniquity. "

"By the way, Tonya," she seemed to suddenly think of something. "Today, I found a lot of small red rashes on the palm and fingers of Bao Bei's right hand. Unlike eczema, it's a bit like allergies or being stimulated by something. I remember Nanyin had something similar when he was a child-"

"Nothing, aunt, I know what's going on." Those green pigments, of course.

"Anyway, I painted ointment for him, which is better. You must remember to apply it to him tomorrow. "

"Well, I'm leaving."

"By the way, Tony, you must watch him. After applying the ointment, you must never let him eat his own hand or touch his eyes with that hand. "

"Yes, aunt, you are always so worried."

When I appeared in front of Sprite with a small cradle, her eyes suddenly lit up. "It's like carrying a basket of vegetables." She giggled.

"Now take you to dinner-"I opened the window and lit a cigarette. "How about Pizza Hut? Have you ever eaten Pizza Hut? "

"No," she closed her mouth in a line and pinched the back of Coke's head, so the bear shook his head. "I just saw the advertisement." Then she asked me curiously, "Do you smoke?"

"I saw it and asked."

"Cool-"She took a deep breath like a toothache.

I hesitated for a long time and finally dialed my mother's phone. Her first sentence was "Do you understand?"

"I have received it." I said.

She said, "That's good."

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It has always been like this. She never calls me by my name when answering my phone, and I never call her "mom". We stopped calling a long time ago. When I say the word "my mother" in front of my third aunt, my tongue will get knotted. As for "how are you recently" and "pay attention to your health", there are even fewer. Actually, it's all right. I can't imagine that she would be shocked if I told her the hypocritical four words "take care".

I actually only met her once after my father died. Shortly after the Spring Festival, Third Aunt forced me to go to her house. At that time, my dear third aunt was dizzy with anger because of Nanyin's lifelong feat, and I didn't want to add fuel to the fire. I have no choice but to take an envelope with me in order to give her something satisfying. I need a reason and a name to feel at ease.

But she hardly looked me in the eye. I've been fiddling with the incense burner in front of my dad's urn. Put it in the past and move it until there is a fragrance broken in the incense burner because of her tossing, and then turn around and say, "Did you see it?" Your father doesn't want to see you either. This broken incense means that he is upset when he sees you. "

I'm panting. "Crazy." These two words seem to pop out of my teeth, and then I put the envelope on the coffee table. "There are twenty thousand. You can tell your third aunt when you're finished, and I'll ask her to deliver it to you. Enough for you to buy a few bundles of incense and set the house on fire. "

She suddenly took out another crumpled envelope from her pocket and handed it to me. It felt warm, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Don't open it. This is a strand of your father's hair. I cut it a few days before he left. Take it, do whatever you want, and leave me alone. Now I'm going to burn incense for your father and tell him about it. It's not like you don't know his temper I heard that secretly cutting his hair has to be fried, so I have to tell him slowly. "

"All right, you two have a good chat, anyway, he won't hit you again, you should be glad. I won't bother. " When I stood up, I found my legs were weak.

Zheng Chenggong, who was in Sprite's arms, woke up completely and began to speak alien languages with great energy. It was at that moment that tiredness surged from the depths of my body and even invaded the smoke exhaled from my mouth. "Sprite," I whispered, "can you do me a favor-watch him, he has ointment in his hand, and don't let him chew his fist."

"Very good." She promised me happily.

I don't know how many poisonous and harmful things my mother made me eat in infancy under similar circumstances. Thought of here I gave a wry smile. Fortunately, I am alive at last.

The mobile phone began to sing tirelessly again, and the accompanying vibration raged in my mind like a bomber. I sighed for half a day, but I still answered. It's Jiang Yi.

"Zheng Dongni." She cut to the chase. "My friend who works in the hospital informed me this afternoon that the DNA identification results of you and your father came out. He told me first, and then you will receive the official report in about two or three days. "

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"Really, thank you." I fought back the severe pain in my temple.

"You-want to know? I can tell you now. "

"I don't want to." I gave a brief answer, but I regretted it as soon as I came out. Why not? Anyway, it is early death and early super life. But just as I was about to say "yes", I found that I had hung up the phone.

When breathing stops, there is a fragmented, dark blue light in front of me. The chest is torn tightly, and the neck is getting tighter and tighter, so tight. My body can't do anything at all, including struggling to breathe, but my head is as clear as a frozen lake, as smooth as it can be, and it reflects my dying body bitterly.

Then I woke up. To be precise, I was awakened-but I really don't want to use this word. This word reminds me of the panting picture again and again, which makes me fly into a rage. I sat up and endured a slight dizziness. The sky outside the window is dark, not the dark blue disillusioned in the dream, but gray. I casually wrapped a big shirt outside my nightgown and walked to the living room window. I accidentally caught two unkempt hairs. I think I should perm them again, but damn it, I don't have time. That little guy Zheng Chenggong is so small, but he has the ability to occupy so much of my energy. Often my long-awaited beauty, SPA, yoga class, or appointment with Jiang Yi have to be cancelled because of Zheng Chenggong: for example, he suddenly refuses to sleep, for example, he has a low fever and vomits milk inexplicably, for example, he cries and refuses to stay at his third aunt's house, but as soon as I pick him up, he immediately becomes quiet, as if my skin is coated with sedatives-he is determined to eat me and pester me to the end. This rogue little animal-every time I want to squeeze his ass hard, he is surprisingly tender, which makes me feel that all this tenderness is bought with my embarrassment, at the expense of my facial spa, my aromatherapy care and my life centered on my own wishes. If I am not careful, my hands will be heavy. Then it will leave a blue mark. In fact, children don't have to be so sissy. This little trace will soon be cured. I don't know how Lord Xi took this matter so seriously and thought so badly, and he was still angry with me.

My living room is really empty, especially in this dim morning light. All the furniture is silent, covering the original gray when the world is in chaos. This illusion of ruins makes this room much bigger than usual, so big that people feel a little cold out of thin air. Of course, this coolness may also be because I stepped barefoot on the marble floor. When I look around this empty house, I always have a vague sense of pride. Or in the eyes of some people, what I have is simply insignificant, but in any case, I persisted and finally got it. I have persisted for so many years and survived so many things. In the words of Miss Nanyin, I am also very awesome myself. I smiled and wrapped my big shirt, which was left by the man who stayed overnight last week. I deliberately didn't want to remember his name, and I was not interested in remembering his appearance, but he died and he forgot this shirt.