Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    Jiang Wang woke up very late.

    The phone began to vibrate after dawn. The long vibration is a phone call, and the short vibration is a ringtone, like broken sand on a Simmons that hasn't been cleaned up.

    The effect is small, but it always makes it difficult to sleep well.

    When I woke up again, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

    He slept tiredly, and his shoulders and back were aching. When he turned on the phone again, there were more than 20 missed calls and more than 30 text messages.

    The secretary's phone just called again.

    Anti? Boss, are you finally awake?! The little secretary is so anxious: Oh my God, I thought you had an accident, knocked on the door a few times at noon and you weren’t there—

    I'm making up for sleep, Jiang Wang's voice is hoarse: What happened?

    Generally, when he asks this question, he always has some presets and corresponding solutions in mind.

    Some families fell in love with the bookstore and made troubles, some teachers went on strike and refused to take classes, some students fought with whom during class, or something happened to the bookstore or real estate company.

& nbsp; pain. What does missing mean?

    At 8:30 this morning, a parent made an appointment with Teacher Ji to meet and talk, and arrived at the classroom 15 minutes earlier. As a result, Teacher Ji did not come until 9:00, and the secretary was busy saying: We guess there is something else In an emergency, I apologized to my parents and explained that the teacher had a fever, so as not to be unhappy, and gave me a voucher, but then my colleagues upstairs also came to me and said that Mr. Ji didn't come either.

    —He always arrives at 7:30 in the morning, drink tea, read the newspaper, and then hold meetings with everyone to prepare lessons or chat with everyone. Everyone upstairs is used to it, but now people are also Couldn't find it!

    The home phone was called, the landline was called, the mobile phone was able to call at first, but no one answered, and then it was directly turned off. The more the little secretary said, the more scared he panicked: I even went to Mr. Ji's house and knocked on the door. From the yard, the curtains were all drawn, and nothing could be seen inside, and no one was knocking on the door—they, they wouldn't have encountered gangsters Did something happen?!

    Jiang Wang vaguely guessed something, and his throat hurt. He propped himself up and sniffed the wine on his collar. I'll take a look first, and you help me with other things. Okay, do you need me to come over?!

    Not currently used. Jiang Wang paused for a few seconds, and then said: "Teacher, please calm down first, just use the word fever, and we will talk later.

    He wears thin clothes, picks up a coat at random and goes barefoot to put on shoes, pulls out the spare key Ji Linqiu put in the pen holder, and hurries to Ji's house.

    As the little secretary said, the courtyard door was closed, the curtains in the room were all down, and there was no shadow or light. Jiang Wang walked in again, his toes were cold, and his throat and the back of his head hurt together. He tapped procedurally. Aunt? It's me, Jiang Wang.

    Then without waiting for a response, she took out the key and twisted the door handle.

    The living room is empty.

    To be precise, it was messy. Although the arrangement of statues and vases did not move, all the objects that carried the breath of Jilinqiu's life almost disappeared.

    The coat he often hangs at the door, the fedora hat he wears occasionally, the stack of reference books on the high bar, and the pens that are always scattered on the coffee table. It's all been vacated.

    There are many things in the trash can that have not been thrown in time, and there are even notebooks full of content. Jiang Wang squatted down and turned over the garbage after a long absence.

    It's the same, it's all cherished by Linqiu, and it's all thrown here.

    He looked down at these things, as if at their common scar. I was stabbed several times by surprise, even if it hurt, I felt ridiculous in my heart.

    It's ridiculous. ,

    Going further, the wardrobes in the room are all open, and it is very empty.

    If it was moving, it was probably hurriedly tidying up all night, and calling a truck early in the morning to transport it away.

    Only one piece of letter paper was left on the coffee table. The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, written by Ji Guoshen. Mr. Jiang:

    It happened so suddenly, I am sorry to say goodbye.

    It is difficult to describe the current situation at home.

    I have always been grateful to Mr. Jiang for your care in many aspects. If it wasn't for your matchmaking late at night, I might have died in the hospital, and I would not be here today.

    Now, according to his mother's wishes, our family left Yuhan and cut off the relationship. I think this is an irrational move under panic and fear. I hope this decision didn't hurt you.

    Linqiu's father Ji Guoshen.

    Jiang Wang put down the note and sat on the sofa.

    He could hear the sound of his own heaving breathing, which was clear in the quiet living room.

    This living room has always been very lively.

    Every time I come, I can listen to the news channel on the TV and the sound of Auntie Chen's cooking. Ringing, from time to time, the laughter of Ji Changxia.

    My little nephew is always running around with a paper airplane. Sometimes Linqiu sits next to him and reads a book, and sometimes makes tea with his father. He sat among them, peaceful and content, as if he had a new home.

    The phone rang suddenly.

    Boss? Are you in Teacher Ji's house? How is the situation now??

    Jiang Wang thought for a few seconds and explained: Linqiu's house... something happened, he went back to his hometown early in the morning, but he can't come back for the time being. Ah! Is that so?! The little secretary hurriedly asked: I will help him ask for leave, how long will it take for them to return to Yuhan? Jiang Wang turned on the speakerphone and folded the unsatisfactory letter into a paper airplane. Please ask for half a month.

    The paper plane flew by, drawn a zigzag arc, and finally fell into the trash can.

    Jiang Wang had to face Ji Linqiu's sudden withdrawal from life.

    He actually prefers time to press the pause button, like taking a breath from busy life and complicated family relationships, press the pause button again, and everything can be directly fast-forwarded to a satisfactory solution that moment.

    He loves him and understands him.

    Isolation is a suitable means of cushioning a huge shock.

    Suddenly know that the son is gay, the son and his best brother are actually lovers, and even the two men may have kissed each other, and have had more unimaginable physical closeness——

    This series of events slammed down in an instant, and the two elderly people were fine without a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot. Being able to pack up overnight instead of going straight to the hospital is a blessing.

    But then what?

    How long will they wait for the two old people to return to calm and be able to sit down and talk about this matter, instead of hitting a minefield like a minefield, one touch will explode, and no Opportunity to communicate?

    Jiang Wang always thinks about this question before going to bed.

    It would be great if people and people could telepathically, even if it was like a spy war with Morse code or something.

    He will wonder if Ji Linqiu will be flustered, calm, strategized, or collapsed and painful.

    I will also think of more pictures, such as when I pick up Peng Xingwang from school, Linqiu is helping to hang clothes in the countryside, or reading in the study.

      The sparks can still burst out with a snap, and it is probably a little difficult to think of a long-awaited reunion.

    Jiang Wang felt like he was half immersed in sadness, and he did not allow himself to be too immersed. It is like wearing the wrong size of clothes, and the whole body is uncomfortable.

    On the first day that the Ji family disappeared, he told Peng Xingwang that something happened to your brother Ji's house and he needed to go back for two months. Then the child squeezed in that night and asked to sleep together, and before going to bed, he even whispered beside him. Why, as soon as Brother Linqiu left, I felt that the house was empty and the house was too big. Brother, all the gardenias in Brother Linqiu's house are in bloom. Would you like to take a picture for him? Shall we go see him this week?

    Brother, you seem to be unhappy too, let me hug you, you have a good dream at night.

    Jiang Wang thought it was annoying for the child to talk too much, but he hugged him like he was hugging a puppy, and he did fall asleep quickly. In the dream, Ji Linqiu came over and knocked on the door, smiling helplessly.

    I've already run away and you still haven't come to pick me up? Where am I? Isn't the answer obvious? Stupid, no tacit understanding at all. Forget it, I'll run back by myself.

    Jiang Wang woke up suddenly, and when he got up, he reached out and grabbed the car key on the bedside table, it was not bright outside. Peng Xingwang was taken aback and jumped up for fear of being late for school. When he saw the time at 5:30 a.m. on Saturday. elder brother!!

    Then the second day, the third day, the tenth day, the twentieth day.

    Jiang Wang waited patiently.

    He won't rush back easily, or rob or kidnap people back. , the chance to contact Ji's parents is very likely only once, and you can't act rashly.

    But he did not expect that life would become so thin when a person suddenly leaves.

    It was like a double-layered beef cheeseburger with rich layers and full of sauce, but it turned into a piece of paper when I bit into it with anticipation. It hurts people's gums. ,

    People in the company didn't dare to talk to Jiang Wang about this. They seem to notice something, maybe not.

      Jiang Wang took the meeting and took the photo at work, and he still ate melon seeds and chatted with everyone when he had nothing to do. But no one would take the initiative to mention the person who suddenly disappeared, as if everyone knew that this was a restricted area.

    Peng Xingwang seemed to understand, but also seemed to not understand.

    Only one night, he slept in Jiang Wang's arms, and after sleeping for a long time suddenly burst into tears, crying so much that his shoulders shrugged, more like a puppy who couldn't find his family.

    Brother-he shook the sleepy Jiang Wang, crying so hard: Brother Linqiu, when will he go home!