Hidden Assassin

Go back to the martial arts on Sunday, clean inside and out, and pack up the old stuff. For so many years, the attic was filled with clutter, with old cabinets, bowls and chopsticks, mattresses, old TVs: “Mom, it's time to throw something away...” When you feel tired, wearing a hat, the serenity of your mould outfit screams so outward.

Mom probably wasn't outside, so she called Jiaming up and moved some things out to the yard to get some sun. Shortly afterwards, she tied her ponytail, and sand, also dressed in a worker's cowboy, came to help. Once upon a time, I loved this little attic, and I had to stay for a while every summer, looking out through tiny windows and listening to the windchimes. At this time, the whole space, including the cot, was occupied by the cabinet or something. She moved something and slapped the dust: “Tao Tao, when Jae Yoon Ting came over, he might have to come and live in the attic. They liked this too. ”

The large pieces outside were removed, cabinets, bedding and other items were also revealed. There was a broken frame. I remember it was used to hang her first award when she was a kid. There was also an old TV that looked broken. It seemed like it was almost winter. It was worth a lot of money at the time: “Jiaming, Dad finally bought the new TV today. Oh, come and watch it tonight.” By the way, Jiaming seemed to have been shot shortly after running away from home, and after a while, they met Sasha.

“I don't know if I can still use it...” After coming up to the sand, she smiled and told each other about the TV, and then the sisters squatted on the ground and drummed, plugging the wire into the socket, but it didn't light up, "unfortunately. ”

“Go down and remove the sun and see if Jiaming can fix it. The quality of the TV used to be pretty good. ”

All sorts of things are gradually emptying, and more and more familiar things are appearing. Mommy probably came back, and the sound of Jiaming talking to her in the yard: “Ah... this was before..." She cleaned the floor for a while, she hadn't lived in the attic for a long time, the windows she used to like to look so small, and the little windchimes hanging there were old, rusty, fingers twitching just shaking, no longer ringing. Sitting next to an unbedded cot, probably living in a big house, the attic is a little narrower than it used to be.

But a few kids must like it.

There are still a few boxes in the corner, it's her old stuff, Jiaming and Sha Sha have not come up yet, so she moved out. However, the time was too long and the box was not secure. When I reached for it, I knocked it over and a lot of the old stuff rolled out. Various collections of accessories. Rubber bands, beautiful buttons, origami stars, bottles of lavender, just a few beautiful little girl stickers, and so on.

She smiled and squatted to the ground to put these things in the iron box used to hold mooncakes. When she raised her head, she found something in the other box, reached out and took it out. It was a small schoolbag with a few words sewn in red: Red Star Elementary School, Ye Lingjing.

Huh...

She took out other things. She was deeply impressed. She had her schoolbag. She also had her old schoolbag. Sasha's bat. Although she couldn't play, she also bought baseball packs. Some of the boxes were transcripts, homework books, etc. I remember that Jia Ming always copied her homework. After junior high school, he didn't have to copy it. He was happy for his own disaster.

The broken ocho box had several stickers on it, and she, Sha Sha and Jia Ming photographed it together. In junior high school, the three of them lived in Sha Sha's villa every weekend as if they were staying home. There was an empty bottle of wine in the box next to her. She picked it up and had to laugh in her arms. The bottle of wine was found here from the villa. If there was no accident the night of junior high school graduation, the three of them didn't know what it would look like. At that time, Sand, like a boy, was still trying to help herself pursue Jiaming, but she didn't understand that she also liked Jiaming... Oh, at that time, everyone understood that, the child really knew Xiao Luoxiang, and then it was like that.

Sacred Heart Academy notice, three people rented the house, all sorts of things, but unfortunately, the two-story small building was not permanent, even if it had a commemorative value, it didn't do anything to keep it there, and then the street was developed, and it was demolished. The day they moved out, they took pictures in front of the house at sunset, and now they're still in the bedroom. However, looking at the pieces in the box, I also remembered the first time I came into the room...

The first key, her carefully selected keychain that just went to junior high, the little robot cat pendant on it, is all here today. Naohsiung is the family member, Yijing is the family member. She took the mechanical cat. Although Naohsiung should be the family member, he should be the mechanical cat, and he should be quiet. Oh, whatever. Remember when the three of us went to buy the keychain, it was 5 yuan one. At the time, I thought it was really expensive. I felt sorry for Baba and cut three pairs to 10 yuan. At the time, they had a lot of plans, and the money wasn't enough...

A broken, beautiful alarm clock, a small piggy bank, a shake inside of a coin, a ticket to the Star Dream, a part reader, an English tape, and a yellow notebook. After flipping it open, there were stickers, briefings, copies of some old song lyrics, and some stars, flowers, pretty girls, etc., that seemed to be in use in junior high school. There are also two books, the household income and expenses at that time, randomly turned a page, it says: July 3, 1998, on vacation, Jiaming, Sand eats ice sticks two yuan, quietly eats jelly one yuan, goes home for lunch, no need to buy food... concept band performance, calculate income...

There is also a photo below, the three mask geeks on stage, cucumber, banana, eggplant, Jiaming is too bad... In fact, occasionally Kaoru will also have a string of guests, the mask is a big durian...

There is actually an unopened Barbie doll, and the box is well kept, which is… a birthday gift.

Ah, Uncle Liu...

At that time, Liu Zheng had no gift, mainly he didn't know what to give the girl. On her first birthday, he actually asked Xiao Xiao to bring this beautiful Barbie doll. It must be expensive, presumably he asked her to buy a very expensive and upscale girl's favorite birthday gift... Now I want to come, the sour nose...

All kinds of things, all kinds of things, pile pieces, a lot of things went to the new house, but a lot of them still stayed here. In senior year, the three of them took weird wedding photos, sometimes dressed up as girls, sometimes themselves and Sand Boys, sometimes photographs were in the new house, but those lipsticks used to dress still existed here. Previously in the medicine box of the old house, the scenic postcards collected at that time, the beautiful little stone, Jia Ming said that he had broken up, he went to Guilin alone to buy the “gift”, the ticket to Vienna, the notice... equally slowly to get out, so many boxes, it felt like I couldn't get enough, not long later, the sand came on, also squatted beside me, quietly picked...

The afternoon air was pleasant and relaxing. When the house came up, the two big girls were sitting on the floor over the attic, wearing the denim clothes they were wearing when cleaning, taking off their shoes quietly, staining the white socks with some dust, sand resting on her shoulder, holding a magic cube in her hand, and quietly holding a cardboard box, taking out what was inside and putting it in the pile of objects in front of her. Both of them had sweat stains on their beautiful cheeks, and now the sweat stains are dry. Some of the marks left behind, like many years ago in the afternoon, they were tired of playing, resting in this attic or playing chess together.

In front, big and small, many things were put up, two schoolbags in the center, embroidered red star elementary school, embroidered his name with quiet, several bats crossed aside, then various sizes of objects, dolls, philatelic books, glass pieces, thousands of paper cranes, homework books, eight-pound boxes, old albums... all kinds of trivial pieces, countless, like a hill...

He looked at those things, understood, and then smiled and walked over, squatting down, watching as well, gently holding one of his hands with Sha Sha. I've had a lot of time in my life, and I've experienced a lot more than that before I met Soft Sand, but his memories really started gradually with these things appearing.

Shortly afterwards, Jiaming also sat down, backed against the wall behind him, the sand lay on his leg, quietly wrapped things around him, holding an empty carton against his shoulder, quiet, eyelashes shaking as if sleeping. At some point, Jia Ming seemed to have found something and reached over.

“Ah... I see you're still here...”

The tiny wind chime of the window rang lightly, and a glimmer of glow slanted in from the small window of the attic, caging this tiny, quiet heaven and earth in its eternal atmosphere, the glow yellow, which belongs to the memory, the color that never fades...

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If this is a movie, if there's a theme song or something, it can go off with the wind chimes. I've tried adding the last one to Xu Fei's "The Summer" or Luo Daewoo's "Childhood" or Shui Mu Xianhua's "Butterfly Flower" or something like that, and finally I realized it wasn't perfect, so I stopped pushing songs. If you like it, go listen to it yourselves.

Two years ago, when I finished killing, I actually had some thoughts in mind, and I promised to give the tradition a back story. So in my mind, there's actually not much feeling about the real end of the covert killings, and there's not much concrete awareness even if the paper is submitted after March this year. Now that the latter article has been published, it is also ready to be sent out next month at the starting point. When I flipped it today, I thought I would write something that really ends, so I wrote three thousand words. And I thought, "This is the last scene that Jiaming, Jia Jing, Sha Sha and the three of them were in front of the reader. In the future... maybe I won't write about them anymore...

For two years, the book was over, but they were still spinning in my head, and I often saw them, but after this article, at least for this moment, I didn't think there was much more to express. They still live in the Jianghai Sea, but as far as I'm concerned, they can finally be let go without carrying them any further. When I think about it, I finally feel a little sad. It's like Wang Kite's "Tell You" song, they will have their own life, and I can't give them more...

Like not long ago, I found an old album that I hadn't seen in years. A long time ago, me, my parents, the record of my life, sometimes I felt like I almost forgot them, but when I turned it over, I thought: Ah, so you're still here...

What you cherish, it's always there, it's bound to be there somewhere, waiting for you to find her.

Banana

In the afternoon of June 18, 2012 (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)