Suspense ‖ Lock the soul.

The first time I knew about "Soul Lock" was three years ago.

At that time, I had just married Ayu, and my life in a foreign land finally settled down. Husband and wife love each other, work smoothly, and all life goes on peacefully along the established route. Happiness has become synonymous with that era.

What is slightly insufficient is the tense relationship between Ayu and her family. It is more accurate to describe them as "almost hatred" rather than extreme disharmony. After ten years away from home, Ayu never went back to her hometown, and even refused to attend her family on the wedding day.

I am puzzled by her attitude. When I asked the reason, Ayu kept prevaricating and didn't want to say anything to me. Gossip colleagues said that she was vain, because she was afraid that her family was too poor and had no face, and she didn't talk for a long time. I don't believe this statement.

Mother said that family is always family. Even without the blessing of the old man, it's good to meet him. If she doesn't want to go, you can go instead of her.

I haven't mentioned this matter to Ayu, because judging from her firm attitude, she will definitely not agree. On second thought, I decided not to tell Ayu to go back to her hometown one day after three months of marriage, but unfortunately I didn't receive the blessing from my relatives.

Ayu's hometown is in a remote village in the west of the city. The mountain is high and the road is far, and the peaks are continuous. The noisy modern civilization seems to be isolated from the world.

Ayu's father is unsociable. Seeing me, he just sat with his head down, like a student who made a mistake and waited for the teacher to criticize him. His face is wrinkled, black and red, and he is an honest country man.

I told him about Ayu, and the old man kept apologizing, saying that he spoiled Ayu and only cared about wealth and forgot his parents. He also asked me to teach Ayu everything so as not to make a big mistake in all kinds of temptations in big cities.

The old man talked about marriage and his love story with Ayu's mother.

In the story, Ayu's mother didn't like him originally, but she liked another young man in the same village. The young man has read, can read and is handsome, which is very popular with girls. Two people swear to each other and promise to be together forever.

But one day, the young man suddenly disappeared. Later, people learned that the young man had another woman outside and left secretly.

Ayu's mother didn't believe it. Ayu's father accompanied her to find many places and visited all the nearby towns and villages, but there was no clue.

She wants to find it in a big city outside, but can a big city compare with a small village? After several years, Ayu's mother finally gave up and accepted the person who had been with her for many years.

At the end of the story, the old man said that marriage is a strange thing. If two people are suitable, it is difficult to start a family. Otherwise, even if they get married, it will only be a dew marriage.

The old man's words made me sad and I didn't know how to respond. In order to avoid embarrassment, I had to change the topic to the village in front of me. The old man stopped and immediately talked about it with great interest. It was at that time that I learned about "soul lock".

The so-called soul locking technique is a kind of witchcraft that can lock the soul. The specific way is to boil a special yellow spell into spell water and feed it to someone, and then read the corresponding spell, and that person's soul will continue to fall into dreamland and never escape from the palm of the caster's hand.

For me, who knows suspense stories well, this rural folk custom is not very attractive. I snigger that feudal superstition is harmful to people, and the secret of locking the soul is just the world. Ayu's father was obviously disappointed to see me with a disdainful face. He looked into the distance and fell silent.

But even so, before leaving, Ayu's father gave me some yellow symbols, saying that there was nothing decent at home, so he gave me the right as a gift. The old man was disrespectful, so I had to accept it.

When I got home that night, I dreamed of Huang Fu and Ayu's father. The dream was deep, although there was a rather strange atmosphere, but after all, the regret had disappeared, so I was in a good mood.

Looking at Ayu sleeping in my arms, I firmly believe that the future life will be better, and the so-called "soul-locking technique" is just a small encounter in the journey of life, which is naturally insignificant compared with the long-term happiness in the future.

The turning point was when Ning Er was two years old.

That day, she said that she was working the night shift and would not be able to go home until the early morning of the next day. Then the next day, a heavy rain crashed to the ground. I was worried that she didn't bring rain gear, so I quickly entrusted Ning Er to my mother and drove to her company by herself.

At that time, the night had not gone far, but through the occasional thunder, I saw Ayu at the end of the corridor.

The woman I love deeply is hugging and touching another man. I'm like a punctured balloon, and I can't breathe in an instant.

I stumbled back to the car, and my confused thoughts began to split my consciousness. A series of words such as "happiness", "betrayal" and "love and hate" lingered in my mind for a long time. I met that man once. He is Ayu's immediate superior.

Yu called, but I didn't answer.

I was trapped in such amazement and sadness, the picture in front of me seemed to stop, the voice in my ear faded away, and the scene of meeting Ayu for the first time in a trance crowded into my mind.

It was a day in the dead of winter five years ago, and the falling snowflakes painted the whole world in monochrome, which made people's eyes ache. I sat in a restaurant in the southwest corner of the city with my eyes closed.

Just then, a biting cold wind blew into my face. When I opened my eyes, the originally closed restaurant door was wide open, and a woman wearing a dark green trench coat came in.

She is Yu.

She is not beautiful, but her temperament is burning. When he passed me, the lingering chill made me tremble all over. I closed my eyes again, because at that time, I thought I had only seen Yu once.

However, when I finally finished my account and was ready to leave, she suddenly stopped me. When I looked back at her, she had put a book in my hand, and I put it on the dining table.

I thanked her and she smiled. Crescent eyes are like pure and deep springs. That was the first time I saw such eyes. I was so startled that I fell into her eyes almost instantly.

She and I walked out of the restaurant and walked side by side in the cold north wind. We exchanged names and left contact information. Coincidentally, we live not far apart. When we went home together, we talked more. Knowing that Ayu, like me, is not a local, but a stranger in a foreign land, has given us a lot of topics.

After that acquaintance, we often met. From the deep winter to the early spring of the following year, we became familiar with each other, and our feelings continued to heat up for a long time. Coupled with extremely suitable interests and personality, love seems to be waiting for me specially, happily opening the door for me.

Perhaps everyone who wanders far away is eager for companionship and understanding, just as people who are deeply mired in mud are eager for oxygen, which is related to life and life.

In a difficult foreign land, I and Ayu are each other's oxygen. In prosperity, we are together, in adversity, we are together, and the happy flowers are colorful and dazzling, which makes me more convinced that our love is different and can last forever.

However, when the illusion came true, the dense rain line hit the glass, which seemed to me to be a profound irony. I don't want to stay there anymore. On the way back to my home, Ayu called several times, but I deliberately ignored him because I didn't have the courage to talk to him.

It was nearly noon when she got home, and she was soaked through by the rain. She scolded me for not answering her phone, so I hid in the bathroom and sobbed secretly.

I kept silent. She was really like an actress at that time.

That night, looking at sleepy Ning Er, I asked Ayu, "How is your leader treating you?" Ayu trembled all over. He seemed as serious as a secret.

"General." After a long time, she said.

Her appearance has betrayed her, and I clearly realize that everything in front of me is developing rapidly in the direction I can think of, but I don't want to think about it, and I am timid.

Later, I asked Ayu several times by innuendo, but she was perfunctory. I hate her like this, and I hate my cowardly self even more. I thought I should do something to save our love, but a voice kept telling me that it was too late to help.

Yes, cheating is not the beginning of betrayal, but the result.

I spent half a month in such a suffocating situation. She thought I was ill, so she asked me to go to the hospital to see a doctor, but she dressed up exquisitely and went out early every day, not wanting to stay at home for a while.

Never believing in ghosts and gods, I began to burn incense and pray like my mother, trying to exchange simple "sincerity" for lost things. Although it was only self-deception, life was calm for a while afterwards.

Until her "lover" called defiantly, the situation finally changed qualitatively.

The man on the other end of the phone is arrogant and contemptuous. As soon as he opened his mouth, he told me the secret of his tryst with Ayu, from the inside of the clothes to the texture of the skin, from the outside to the inside, like telling a shameless and dirty novel. He also advised me to divorce Ayu immediately, and his words were urgent, as if they were the love protagonists of generations.

My whole soul was torn apart when I hung up the phone quickly. The space and time within my vision pushed me into the bottomless darkness, and my breathing became difficult, but she left me quietly. I struggled to catch, but I caught nothing.

Ning Er's crying awakened my sadness. Looking at Ning Er's white, tender, soft and greasy face, an inexplicable desire for survival instantly climbed to my heart.

During the days when Ning Er disappeared, she searched anxiously day and night, but there was a sea of people, and all the searching was in vain.

Once when she got home at five o'clock in the morning, she collapsed to the ground with almost nothing, and her clothes were hung by something. She cried bitterly, which was the first time I saw him like this.

The police talked to us several times, but most of them were words of comfort, which had nothing to do with the case. They also said that there have been other cases recently, and the police are trying their best to hunt down the suspects, so Ning Er's case should be delayed.

I see.

After seeing off several policemen, she took care of herself and fell asleep on the sofa. Looking at her tired body and mind, I feel distressed. I helped Ayu straighten out her messy hair and comforted her: "Don't worry, everything will pass."

Having said that, I deeply know that in the face of grand destiny, people are small after all, and all we can do is wait.

Mother called and asked about Ning Er. Since Ning Er was lost by her, she has always targeted her intentionally or unintentionally. Her mother felt ashamed to face us again and moved back to her hometown. I was afraid of waking Ayu, so I hid on the balcony. After telling the truth, there was only a long silence on the other end of the phone.

I can imagine my mother's expression at the moment. My father died early, and now my mother lives alone in the countryside. Even if she is sad, she can't talk to others.

She didn't wake up until 7 pm, but what fell into her eyes was the ceiling. She is in a daze. I asked her what she was thinking, but she didn't answer, staring at the ceiling.

Following her eyes, I also looked at the ceiling. From a distance, it was empty. Looking back at Ayu, she fell asleep.

After that, Ayu never even left the door. He paced back and forth in the house all day, occasionally leaning on the windowsill to look out, but more often he giggled and fiddled with Ning Er's toys.

I advised her to calm down, but she pushed me aside and continued to fiddle with those things, as if Ning Er was still with her.

In the evening, she was awakened by a nightmare and told me her dream again and again in a daze.

She said that in the dream, she was lying in bed with a window in front of her, and there was no moonlight outside the window, only the night like thick ink. Pull out the dim light bulb, and the thick ink immediately filled the whole room.

She felt the window leave her, as if she were in a deep well that could only fall. She reached for something, but the wet stone walls on both sides blocked her last life.

She felt that she was tempted by some kind of power and her whole body was as stiff as a stone. She was still lying in bed, but her consciousness was pushed out of the room, turned the corner and went straight to her parents' door. Her ears are noisy, just like countless ghosts telling her their hatred and unwillingness.

Her legs are sandwiched together and she has no right to walk. She almost came to a heatable adobe sleeping platform. Her hand went up and slowly into the darkness. She touched her mother's cheek. Her skin is thin and cold, and she has obviously been dead for a long time.

Her eyes were strongly raised again, and she stopped completely until she landed on the roof directly above the heatable adobe sleeping platform. The thin cement house is covered with a clear human figure, and the one embedded in it is clearly a corpse. She tried to escape, but her father was already standing at the door. ..........

Every time I finish the story in my dream, she will curl up and hide in my arms. As soon as I hold her tight, she will cry wantonly, just like a wounded little girl.

When the police found me again, I thought Ning Er had a clue, but I didn't want to make a special trip to find her to investigate the recent murder case-the deceased was her immediate boss. The police were welcomed into the door, but Ayu hid in the bedroom and cried. After repeated persuasion, he refused to see the police again.

I apologized to the police, and they said nothing. They also said that they were just on a routine visit. After all, she left her job before the deceased was killed, so it is irrelevant. Seeing off the police, some waves quietly rose in my heart, because what the police said was slightly different from what I realized.

Yiyu's crying in the bedroom has stopped, but there are still weak sobs. Recalling the lovely Ning Er when I was young, tears suddenly rolled down my cheeks. I quickly wiped away my tears. I didn't want to show weakness to Ayu.

I closed my eyes, but my fingertips touched the only yellow symbol left in my trouser pocket.

When I was five years old, my mother and my father divorced. In the distant memory, the cause of things should be the secret love of my father, the ineffectiveness of my mother's pleading, and the accumulation after several quarrels.

My mother found me hiding outside the door, so she wiped the tears from my face and told me not to tell anyone for fear of losing face. I did it, but I deeply understand that I am an orphan at the spiritual level.

After my father left, my mother began to drink heavily. When she was drunk, she threw things and hit people, which was very psychotic. Such a family environment has put an end to the possibility of classmates coming to my house to play. Over time, I gradually alienated from my classmates, and I began to get used to doing everything by myself.

After graduating from college, I lived in a foreign land, trying to escape from my mother who was full of childhood shadows.

However, "time", a numbing and painful medicine, finally made me forget the blood stain. Under the tireless proposal of Ayu, we took my widowed mother to the city to live with us. To my surprise, apart from a few small-scale cold wars, their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have a very good relationship. Especially after Ning Er was born, they will play games and sing nursery rhymes with Ning Er.

Once, my mother complained that the refrigerator at home was too small to hold too many things, so she bought another refrigerator with huge reserves. I spit out that the noise in the refrigerator is too loud, like thunder, but my mother said that the noise means that the power is high and it must be very easy to use. Meat won't go bad after a few months. Say that finish and fishing two people burst out laughing, even the biological mother and daughter are not as close as they are.

However, things have changed. After Ning Er disappeared, it was hard for everything to go back to the past.

Slightly painful head, let me bid farewell to memories for the time being. I turned around and saw she beside me. She's still sleeping. On her fair face, long eyelashes cover her closed eyes, which is very beautiful. That is the evidence that I fell in love with Ayu, and it may also be the reason why so many people fell in love with her. I tucked Ayu in, and my cell phone suddenly shook. I know the company urged me to leave as soon as possible.

She said I was not suitable for this job. I agree with her and understand that she wants me to enjoy life better, but the premise of enjoyment is to be alive.

A long time ago, my drunken father said that in this journey of life, most people do things they hate and die in chaos. Even if you like it at first, you will become annoying in your later years, because life is so long. I mostly forgot my father's voice and smile, but this sentence impressed me deeply.

Before I met Ayu, that day, which could be called "struggle", I only had work in my dictionary. I arrive at the company the earliest every day, carefully finish the day's work ahead of schedule, and carefully check for fear of any mistakes. Colleagues say that I am unsmiling, so I seldom communicate with me.

Later, the work became more and more arduous and began to work overtime endlessly. Colleagues who only cared about their fatigue were even more out of touch. When I finish all the work and walk in the dark corridor of the company at 4 am, I occasionally feel inexplicable melancholy, not sad, but secretly pity the mediocre life.

I finally met Ayu, and love defiled everything. Then a downpour washed away pseudo color. I found that after she cheated, Ayu often asked for leave, even when she went to work, she was criticized for being absent-minded, and now she was forced to resign.

Wandering for many years, back to the original point.

When I secretly laughed at my colleagues and handled all the resignation procedures properly, the afterglow of the sunset was still lingering in the busy street. Walking out of the company gate, the road I walk every day suddenly narrows and darkens a lot. Life is long, and I seem to see my future in advance.

Raindrops from the sky, very thin and small, fall evenly on the front windshield, adding a bit of fantasy and enchanting to the flashing neon in the distance. They are telling me to stop, but I can't stay, because she must still be waiting for me at home. In the sea of people, I only have her, and she only has me.

But unlike usual, Ayu didn't wait for me to go home, but went to bed early. It's not too late, but the yellow nightlight in the living room has lit up alone with the night.

The bedroom window was open, the blue fabric curtain on one side of the wall was shaken off by the wind, and the window sill was soaked by the rain. Maybe the window was open, and the thick water vapor made the bedding dizzy and extremely wet.

I suspect that Ayu didn't eat at all. Ever since Ning Er's accident, she has been like that. She seldom opens the refrigerator by herself. After boiling water, I leaned over to Ayu's ear and said, "It's time to eat." Yiyu closed his eyes and said nothing.

I stroked her forehead, and the biting cold came from her palm.

"Are you sick? If you are sick, you have to go to the hospital! " I put a towel full of hot water on her forehead, and tears immediately overflowed my eyes. "Don't worry, I will always be by your side no matter what."

Ayu's father, who has not been in contact for a long time, called and asked about her daughter's recent situation. After telling him in detail, the other end of the phone quietly ended the call. Perhaps after experiencing many storms in life, you can face other twists and turns calmly.

When the police finally found me, Ayu was still lying beside me. I comforted her not to panic, because everything has to have a result.

Sitting in the interrogation room, two policemen kept looking at my eyes. They are expressionless and don't talk, and the quiet and dull atmosphere almost freezes the surrounding air. I keep silent, too. Such relative silence is like a contest between life and death.

"Tell me, what did you do?" The young policewoman took the lead in speaking.

"Kill people."

"Kill who? The reason is? "

"I don't know the name. He's an executive of the Mien Group. I don't want to elaborate on the reasons. According to the classification of your police, it is love killing. " Said my heart suddenly a cold. The policeman's eyebrows gathered into a mountain and the recording stopped. She corrected my opinion in a very helpless tone: "Tell the truth!"

I think it's ridiculous, but I don't want to laugh at her, because not everyone can understand the truth.

"The murderer of the murder of the senior executives of Mien Group has been captured, and he is a subordinate of the victim. Because I couldn't stand the victim's long-term sexual harassment, I committed a crime and killed someone. The evidence chain in this case is complete, the facts are clear, and the suspect confessed. At present, the case has been closed. This seems to have nothing to do with you? " The police told me word for word.

"Impossible! This is a rumor! " I retorted hysterically: "that man destroyed other people's families and harassed them by phone." I killed him in a rage. It's true. It will never go wrong! "

When she said this, the policewoman suddenly laughed. My anger instantly filled my whole brain: "What are you laughing at?" The policeman didn't answer my question directly, just sighed, "Nothing, just think it's worthless to her."

"who?" I feel that she is eroding my bottom line.

The policewoman quietly put down the carbon pen in her hand and said seriously, "Your wife, Ayu, can resolutely resign after being sexually harassed by her boss and re-submit her resume to find a job, but you only dare to hide behind and sulk, imagining that you are miraculous and can kill the enemy, right?" It's puzzling that a coward like you can still get married and have children ... "She wanted to go on, but was stopped by a slight cough from the police.

Her words came out of my mind, and I obviously felt something in my heart was seriously punctured. My hand was shaking violently, but I refused to give in: "Then why didn't she call the police?" The question I really want to ask is why she didn't tell me.

The policeman said to me: "In the process of investigating the disappearance of Xu Ning, we visited a large number of people involved. We found out that your father-in-law He Mou has committed the crime of intentional homicide. A Yu once called the police to her uncle who worked in the police station, but she was concealed.

"Later, it was well known in the village. Adults stay away from her because of her' unfilial', and students stop playing with her. According to insiders, these painful experiences left a great psychological shadow on Ayu. I think the distrust of others and the police may be the reason why she did not choose to call the police. "

I pressed my boiling heart tightly with my hands and stared straight at the empty space in the interrogation room. I can't imagine how she struggled at that time and at this time. I can't even think of a face or voice.

"Can I see her?" After a long time, I asked.

The policewoman shook her head: "She died. When she arrested you, the body was still there."

"That's a smoke screen. I just want to keep her by my side. " I roared loudly, telling these ignorant people about the wonderful function and instructions of "soul-locking", telling them how I secretly fed Ayu to drink water, how to stun and chop up Ning Er, put it in the refrigerator after putting it on the yellow volt, how to let Ayu share Ning Er with me, and how to put Ayu who is afraid of heat in the refrigerator to cool down. ...

Tears came out before I finished speaking. Through the tearful eyes, the two policemen watched quietly again, as if waiting for a patient with heart loss to return to normal.

"That thing should be useful?" I asked with anticipation.

The policewoman shook her head gently.

I feel my soul start to spin, which is a kind of syncope after my whole life is pushed down instantly.