Dage

早 During breakfast the next day, Wei Zhiyuan said to Mrs. Song and Xiaobao, "These two days, the teacher will keep me to make up lessons. I will come back later without waiting for me to eat."

Mrs. Song and Xiaobao did not have any suspicion. After all, compared to Wei Qian ’s scary illegal and pre-disciplinary discipline, Wei Zhiyuan is a good student in the traditional sense. Outstanding things-Wei Xiaoyuan's excellence is also well known in Xiaobao's school.

So when Song Song heard it, she immediately turned her focus on Xiaobao and said, "Have you heard that, you will learn from your brother. Your elder brother will be a college student in the future. Your elder brother will also participate in the competition on behalf of the school. How about you?"

Wu Xiaobao said without pressure, "Let them go, I look after the house."

老 The old lady raised a spatula to hit her. Song Xiaobao was like a little monkey. She walked to the door in three or two steps, opened the door for Wei Zhiyuan in a dog-legged manner, and nodded and said, "First brother, please."

Xi Weizhiyuan nodded his head very much, picked up the car key, and walked out in front of her, Song Xiaobao farted and followed, just like a little **** in front of a saddle and a horse, turned back and punched out the old Song Song.

Because her physical growth was slower than the speed of the old bear, Wei Zhiyuan was too anxious. Although the two seemed to be about the same size at first, they now seem to have really opened the age gap.

The old woman Song Song threw down the spatula angrily and scolded Xiaobao: "The mud can't get on the wall.

That night, Wei Zhiyuan did not return until nearly eight o'clock, and Mrs. Song had already gone to work for a hot pot restaurant. Song Xiaobao poked his head out of the room: "Second brother, come back? There is food in the kitchen, and grandma in the pot will give you Saved two boiled eggs! "

Wei Weiyuan said "um", opened the pot and saw that there was only one.

Tong Song Xiaobao quickly added: "I stole one!"

Wei Weiyuan: "..."

Song Xiaobao laughed "Hey": "Yes, show you this!"

After she finished speaking, she ran to the living room and found a crumpled postcard from under the glass pad of the coffee table. It was sent from Qinghai. It had some faded writing on it by Wei Qian. The time was still a month ago, probably he happened to pass by. When I was in a good mood, whoever heard a word, bought it and sent it back to coax them to play.

Unfortunately, he did not even coax, and after writing the address of the communication, he didn't even have a word, so he drew two little turtles, one with a bald head representing a male turtle, and one with a flower on his head, representing a female turtle. The two tortoises stayed together and played together, containing all the information sent by the elder brother—Wei Zhiyuan and Song Xiaobao, the two of you cubs, stayed at home and gave Lao Zi honest points.

「That" God tortoise "is tireless, and has unknowingly affected Wei Qian's aesthetics and artistic cells.

Alas ... he has fallen into a problem all his life.

Wei Zhiyuan could not help but jump in his heart. Wei Qian had no news for more than half a month. Xiaoyuan inexplicably remembered that hand full of the smell of toilet water, and couldn't help asking, "Did he not call?"

"No," Song Xiaobao said, "Second Brother, does Qinghai have dried beef jerky? Is it delicious?"

Wei Weiyuan sighed and gave up her normal communication with her: "How do you know how to eat?"

"Oh, don't learn to talk to your brother, you don't learn like that, it should be like this--" Song Xiaobao waved his hand, then raised his face, and raised a frowning expression, lowered his voice, said in a short, vicious voice, " Little bunny, you know how to eat! "

Her imitation ability is increasing day by day. Wei Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh with Xiaobao, the elder brother's face training the little girl almost looked.

When Xiaobao returned to the house, Wei Zhiyuan sat down, took out his secret notebook, and filled in the words "warehouse manager, three shifts" behind the "meat processing factory", and then he was complete with memory. A copy of the duty schedule.

The first secret written by the other boy was usually Mu Shao'ai. Wei Zhiyuan's first secret notebook recorded all the traces of a person.

Over time, Wei Zhiyuan's content about the abnormal man's name, family situation, work schedule, living habits, and so on, has been shocking to the point.

At the beginning, Wei Zhiyuan only paid attention to the community activity center, but although the female teacher who led the team was young, she looked very seriously. After the "June 1st" passed, those rehearsal children finished their performances and stopped going.

Metamorphosis seems very unwilling, but there is nothing he can do. There is an adult present. Even if it is just a young girl who is as thin as a bird, he is afraid of it. The next few days, this person was walking around.

Wei Zhiyuan has been watching him secretly, but tracking or recording, he just collected this information by the way, and hasn't figured out what he should do, he is not Wei Qian's eager and mad temper, do Everything is used to convince yourself in advance.

Wei Zhiyuan closed the notebook, locked it up, and stared at the drinking glass for a while—the cup is from his brother. Wei Zhiyuan actually has his own cup, but he does n’t like to use it. , The same indifferent cool white opened, but he seemed to be able to drink the taste in the brother's cup.

Wei Qian never cared about such trivial matters, and he drank whatever he wanted ... but he had to refill it after drinking, otherwise he would be scolded.

He can hardly remember many things related to Wei Qian, and at the same time he is getting angry with his brother.

Wei Zhiyuan decided to use silent cold violence to resist the elder brother who thought he was an adult. Even if the elder brother would call again, he would never answer.

However, more than half a month has really passed, but Wei Qian never called a phone number, and after that postcard, no news came back.

The weather is getting hotter.

Even the old Mrs. Song couldn't hold back, and actively asked Song Xiaobao to call Wei Qian's cell phone. In the old lady's perception, the inexplicable cost of the telephone fee made her afraid, as long as she was at home Without the fire, she didn't use the phone and didn't let others use it.

I was not connected, Wei Qian shut down.

The old lady Song was so anxious that she would immediately go upstairs to find three fat. In her eyes, although Wei Qian is a **** who speaks like a mallet, she is also the pillar of her family. The pillar is gone. She has no idea of ​​who to talk to, except for being fat.

But Wei Zhiyuan stopped her calmly: "It doesn't help to find him. The third brother will make a few more calls at most. Xiaobao can't get through, can he get through?"

Granny Wu Song looked up at the boy who was already taller than her, "What do you say?"

Wei Zhiyuan thought for a while: "Who did you say my brother went with? The one who opened the pharmacy?"

Wu Song Granny Liu Shen nodded.

Wei Weiyuan: "Give me the address."

It happened to be the weekend, and Wei Zhiyuan took the postcard Wei Wei finally sent back, took the address given by Mrs. Song, and rode to Lao Xiong's pharmacy. He was as calm as solving a complicated math problem. Pushing one step at a time, methodical and abnormally calm.

I waited for Granny Song to calm down, she looked at Xiaobao who was obviously stunned, and thought about the teenager's unscathed face, but her heart began to feel a little unpleasant.

The loved one loses the news and has not returned for a long time. Should n’t normal people have no God?

Even if it is only for a while without Liushen ... Wei Zhiyuan's response far exceeds the level of his peers, but the old lady of Song couldn't help but feel cold.

She used to think that the child was smart and kind, but now she had to start to suspect that he was impersonal.

Wei Weiyuan found the old bear's pharmacy all the way. According to the urine of the old bear, the clerk was a temporary hired worker. In the face of a pharmacy with multiple corners, he was maladjusted, and he didn't know.

Wei Weiyuan asked him for the contact information of the old bear, and said a few good words. He called the old bear on the phone in the shop, and the other party turned off.

Wei Weiyuan seemed to be sinking a stone in his heart, cold and heavy. He seemed to be falling down with his three souls and seven souls. He had to pull the saw with the heavy stone to force himself to do the right thing.

The teenager and the clerk communicated for a long time. Finally, the clerk remembered that there was a personal information of the boss in the drawer. In addition to the contact address and communication method, there seemed to be an emergency contact person.

In this way, Wei Zhiyuan found the old bear's wife.

But the moment the call was connected, an anxious female voice came from inside, asking indiscriminately, "Old bear? Is it an old bear?"

A word of her completely obliterated Wei Zhiyuan's hope.

At this point, Wei Zhiyuan knew that his brother had really lost contact.

I came out of the pharmacy and Wei Zhiyuan went straight to the police station to report the case. A policewoman on duty saw that he was a half-old child and asked him patiently about many specific conditions.

However, Wei Zhiyuan didn't know what happened. Wei Qian only called the phone in the first few days. However, because Wei Zhiyuan was not willing to talk to him, Wei Qian was at most teasing Xiaobao and told his grandmother to be safe. It hanged in a few words, and the information left every time was pathetic.

Wei Zhiyuan had to show the postcard to the policewoman. The policewoman took it over, looked closely at the postmark and the date, and shook her head: "Brother, we can accept it, or you can check it by the itinerary and date recorded above. Where he is, but he is probably just passing by, not missing here, do you understand? You do n’t even know when and where people are missing. The hope that we can find is very slim. You must be mentally prepared. . "

For a moment, Wei Zhiyuan looked at her expression and looked confused, but at a loss, as if blinded by sudden changes, but only for a short while, he restrained and regained his gaze.

The policewoman observed what he had seen through his reaction, so he gently asked, "Are there any adults in your family?"

"There is only a grandma, and she is very old." Wei Zhiyuan turned back, lowered his eyes, and then paused, "Thank my sister."

After saying that, Wei Zhiyuan stood up and left, and he had done everything he could think of.

I have nothing to do.

Wei Zhiyuan rode his bike home at a constant speed. When he reached a place halfway along the road, he suddenly stepped on the brakes without any warning, and then slowly bent down, lying on the handlebar and burying his face in the face. Middle of the arm.

The young man grew sharply and his skinny back turned into a tight bow. Wei Zhiyuan finally couldn't hold the stone in his heart and let it fall straight down, smashing him all the way through the liver, gallbladder, and lungs.

"what should I do?"

In a daze, he seemed to be shouting from the ten parties, and gradually turned silent into silence, and then there was only such a question without an answer.

Brother Yun went so far.

If he really is like this ... just like this ... will never come again?

The boundless distant distance, and the hope of fireflies.

Since he was born, "Powerlessness" seems to run through every day of his life.

Wei Zhiyuan did not push the door home until the news webcast that night, and Xiaobao and Granny Song were busy lifting their heads together and staring at him eagerly.

Old Song Song asked, "How?"

Wei Weiyuan walked quietly to the middle of the living room and sat upright on the sofa.

逻辑 He clearly and logically recounted what he had done all afternoon, then cleared his throat, raised his eyes, and glanced over the faces of Grandma and Xiaobao.

Wei Weiyuan said his follow-up decision lightly: "We have no other choice but to wait for the news. If my brother ... then I will drop out to support my family."

The old Wu Song jumped violently and stamped her face with an anxious expression: "Well! Irony, irony, childishness! What's the matter?"

"Grandma." Wei Zhiyuan's back was straight, and she looked at her quietly. "When I heard that my brother's parents were gone, he was about the same age as me. From now on, what he can do, I It can also be done. The home he can carry, I can carry it too, you can rest assured. "

The old Song Song looked at him sternly.

Xiaobao's eye circles suddenly turned red. In the blink of an eye, tears fell off. She gently pulled Wei Zhiyuan and said, "Second Brother, I'm not good at studying anyway, so I dropped out of school. I still I can fall into the rice bowl as a rat. "

Wei Weiyuan's eyes fell on her, and then he seemed to learn someone's movements in memory, stretched out his hand a little awkwardly, and placed it gently on the top of Xiaobao's head.

He said, "What can you do? You look so small and have no energy, you will be bullied when you leave school."

Xiao Xiaobao somehow, cried even more fiercely after listening to this sentence.

"My brother came to this day after working hard. As long as he still has a breath, he will definitely come back before the start of the school--don't cry, it's okay." Wei Zhiyuan finished this sentence without hesitation, and then With a less successful smile, he turned to his grandma, "If it gets dark or windy or rainy in the future, I'll ride you by bike."

Wei Zhiyuan tried his best to adjust the atmosphere in his home and tried his best to become a new pillar.

However, when it was late at night, he was sitting behind his small desk by himself, but he couldn't think of how the big brother brought Xiaobao back to life and propped up such a leaky home.

When he was young, he used to yell frequently, and at every turn, he gave out the words "to feed his family," but now he is far and near, and a panic from the bottom of his heart is almost overwhelming him.

I was more afraid than when I was young, I was afraid when I was wandering around with only a little ingenuity and luck. I was more afraid than when I was holding a steel pipe to face a metamorphosis.

Because he couldn't understand, couldn't hold his heart to work with impulse, and there was no such person who made him look forward to it.

There was a grandma on top of her, and Xiaobao underneath, and he had to take care of them, as well as the brother-in-law of the snail house in the short bungalow opposite him. The elder brother would not allow himself to leave her alone.

He felt an almost dark pressure.

Wei Zhiyuan took a deep breath and asked himself silently, "What will my brother do?"

靠 He leaned back in his chair, trying to calm down the erratic mood, and began a long memory of Wei Qian.

Wei Zhiyuan is just like carefully reviewing a mathematical problem, meticulously considering all the needs in life, thinking about how to solve one by one.

尽管 While he was doing the worst preparations, Wei Zhiyuan still refused to admit that Wei Qian had disappeared for no reason. He always firmly believed that even if he would not come this summer, the elder brother would definitely return before the next fall.

This seems to be the last straw floating in his heart.

Xu quickly approached the final exam. Wei Zhiyuan still ran to the police station every day, but he occasionally got a lunch box of dumplings or pie, but he didn't get any information about his brother.

Every time when he returns disappointed, Wei Zhiyuan feels that he is being pushed to the brink of collapse.

The return journey happened to pass through a remote section near the elementary school. It was very late on this day, and Wei Zhiyuan caught the sight of the pervert unexpectedly—due to family affairs, he had no energy to follow it for a long time.

I saw the perverted hand holding a few lollipops bought on the roadside, bending over to speak to a six- or seven-year-old boy.

The little boy looked dull, maybe a little mentally slow, the man's speaking speed was too fast for him, he was a bit half-knowing, but instinctively felt that the other side was a little unwilling and stepped back involuntarily. step.

Uncle stretched out the salty pig's hand to grab the child's shoulder. At this moment, he was suddenly hit by someone from behind.

Wei Zhiyuan pretended not to stop the car and bumped him aside, saying coldly, "Good dogs don't block the road."

He had grown up too much, and the black light was blind. The other party didn't recognize him at all, but was suddenly smashed, and flinched a little in a panic. Wei Zhiyuan bent down and picked up the little boy. Say, "Sit up and be turbulent."

He then carried him straight out.

The little boy really was unresponsive and rode far away, so he looked at Wei Zhiyuan dumbly and said, "Brother, I don't know you."

Wei Zhiyuan: "I don't know you."

对话 This kind of conversation is beyond the intelligence of the little guy. He opened his eyes wide and didn't know what to say. Wei Zhiyuan kept riding out of the narrow alley before putting him at the intersection in the downtown area: "Let's go."

I couldn't find my brother's anxious and desperate heart, and the pressure that the family members were about to face him, finally ignited Wei Zhiyuan's long-depressed negative emotions.

What happened that night made Wei Zhiyuan think he had found a reason-he decided to kill the man.

He seems to have to be like this to get back a little control of life with his helpless hands.