Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

Ying Xia came to Jiangcun in August.

"...This child has always been introverted and doesn't like to talk. Alas, it's all because my father and I have quarreled since we were young. I'll trouble you to take care of it after that..."

"Sister, you and Jianping—really left?"

"...Um."

"No, why did you get divorced? How can there be no quarrel between husband and wife. You have been here for more than ten years, so how do you say you leave?"

"…"

The dense voice was like an airtight net, penetrating inward from every pore he used for breathing.

He stood in the corner, narrowed his eyes, and opened them again. The figures of mother and uncle appeared and disappeared for a while.

Gradually, the topic came to an end: "Sister, I also know that it's not easy for you to be a woman in Beijing with a child. As for Ying Xia, let us take care of it. It's just that we already have two children in this family. I also know that raising a child is not easy. It costs money for food, clothing and housing…”

"I know," the woman said.

The pink bill was handed over to an uncle who had never met, and from that moment on, the boy's fate was handed over.

After getting the money, the expression of the uncle who seldom met finally became clear: "It's okay, we already have two children in our family, and one more is to add a pair of chopsticks, Yuxiu, give Xiaoxia the house Pack up."

After speaking, he sighed again and looked at the woman opposite: "Sister, it's not that you don't know the temper of that person Jianping, it's been this way for so many years. Their eldest grandson was born by you, you can rely on it. What makes room for them?... Men, it's normal to spend time outside, and so is my sister, if you were a little more considerate and gentle with him, why would he go out..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud noise from the door. The woman named Yuxiu screamed and rushed over, relieved when she saw the intact enamel cup.

The two people in the room looked towards the door. After seeing the boy leaning against the door, the woman did not wait for the man to speak, and then she took the initiative to rebuke: "What did you do to knock something off? You were clumsy when you first came here, so please apologize to your uncle! Clumsy..."

Ying Xia pursed her lips and didn't speak, so the woman smiled awkwardly: "He is a man of few words, and he was used to it since he was a child... I guess he just sat on the bus for a few hours and got motion sickness and didn't recover."

"It's all right." The man received the money, and his mood improved, "Xiao Xia just arrived here, it's normal for him to be uncomfortable. He grew up in the city. Sister, you're going back in the evening, right? Why don't you take him for a walk? Shopping? A lot of things have been repaired in the village in the past few years."

"That's right, I'll show him the way." After everything was handed over, the woman came to the door, "Son, let's go."

The boy named Ying Xia did not talk to her. He pursed his lips and walked forward.

The two walked quietly in the rice field, the woman looked at the buildings on both sides and forced a very happy look: "...Look at that building, is it the newly built house by the Sun family? Their family used to go there in the 1980s. I work in Shenzhen, but I have money. You can see that this house is not worse than the villa area in the city. That house belongs to the village head... Going this way is the Taoist temple in the village. There is an old Taoist priest, very spiritual, Over there, it's a ruined temple..."

She babbled like this, as if she didn't care about her son's silence at all. After a while, under a tree, she stopped and sighed.

"Don't take what your uncle said to heart." She said, "You will...have a good time with your uncle in the past few years, ah."

After a long time, she heard her son's answer in the sound of cicadas.

"Mom, why can't I stay in Beijing?" he asked.

"Ying Xia, Mom can't help it either." The woman smiled hastily, like a flower that was blown by the wind just after it opened, "Mom, Mom can't take you now..."

She stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch her son's head: "Ying Xia is good, listen to my mother..."

The hand was dodged.

The woman was a little stunned, but the next moment, the boy walking in front of her stopped.

"You're going to marry Uncle Li, right?"

"I…"

The real reason hidden in her heart was revealed to the world, and before the woman could explain it, she heard the boy's very low voice.

"I saw your text message."

Silence for a while.

The woman didn't say a second sentence of defense, and before she could speak, the boy had already walked up again. His voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing something: "I'm going out for a walk."

"Ying Xia, where are you going?"

"Don't follow me."

"Ying Xia!"

"Don't follow me!" the boy yelled, "Leave me alone!"

The cry echoed in the wheat field, and the woman stopped after two steps. The boy from the city had already pushed aside the wheat waves and sank into the golden ocean far away.

He walked first, walked quickly and quickly, and when he reached a place where no one could be seen, he turned into a run. He thought he was running on the plastic red track in the playground. If he ran fast enough, he could start again from the starting point, and if he ran fast enough, he could return to where he came from.

He ran for a long, long time until noon became dusk. In the end, he let go of his strength, found a ridge and sat down, gasping for breath, to hold back his tears.

She doesn't want me anymore, she threw me away, she doesn't want me anymore, she threw me away... She wants to go back alone...

Thoughts pounded in his chest, he covered his head, gasping for breath.

He felt boundless loneliness and desolation, like a wheat ear swaying in the wind in a deserted wheat field.

I will go back to Beijing. He thought angrily, even if it was just me, I would go back to Beijing!

He wiped away his tears, holding back all the emotions that were out of control. Only then did he realize that he had run far, almost across the entire field, to the edge of the woods.

On the opposite hillside, hidden among the trees, facing him, was a small red temple.

Perhaps it was in disrepair for a long time, and the small temple appeared to be crumbling. Even the bricks and tiles were weak, revealing a lifeless atmosphere. The two temple doors were hidden, and it was unknown whether anyone lived inside.

He stared at the temple for a long time, until he heard someone calling from behind him.

He turned around and saw an unfamiliar boy.

"Ying Xia! Ying Xia!" the unfamiliar boy shouted. Halfway through his shouting, he started coughing again. He pushed aside the wheat waves and came from the mountains and waters, with crystal beads of sweat on his forehead. He was dressed like a typical local boy. Ying Xia looked at the other party and was a little stunned for a while.

The other party looked about the same size as him, and seemed to be a little taller than him, but was thin and had a sickly face. After seeing him, the boy breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, I finally found you."

"How do you know my name?" Ying Xia leaned back a little and looked at the other side warily.

The boy wasn't angry either. He patted his pants, coughed twice, and sat next to him like this: "I know everyone in the village. You went back to the village with Aunt Ying this morning. Everyone is talking about you."

He saw that Ying Xia was still very vigilant, so he smiled: "My name is Ren Qiu, well, I live near here. Aunt Ying said that she saw you running here, so let us help you find it."

Saying that, he took Ying Xia's hand: "Let's go, let's go back, it's time for dinner, and if you don't go back, Aunt Ying will be in a hurry."

"...She won't wait." Ying Xia whispered.

"what?"

"Just leave me alone for a while," he said.

After speaking, he closed his eyes.

"But it's already very late." Ren Qiu looked at the other party's awkward look tenderly, "If you don't go back, there will be beasts coming down in the woods."

"...How could there be beasts in the woods."

"It's true, if you don't believe me, look at the temple on the mountain." Ren Qiu looked at the boy's stubborn profile, and made up a mess, "That temple is used to worship the Hu Daxian, and you can see ghost fires when you pass by it at night. It's taking off."

Then, he finally heard the reply in the sound of the other party's fine breathing.

"...I don't want to go back." Ying Xia closed her eyes.

"Why don't you go back? Are you in a bad mood?"

"No reason." Ying Xia said coldly, "I hate it here."

"Oh..." The boy thought he got the correct answer, he turned his face to look at the other party, and persuaded, "After all, you are from the city, it's normal to not get used to it in the first few days. After a few days, you will get used to it. You'll get used to it."

"…"

"The weather here in Jiangcun is very good, the air is very fresh, the mountains and water are beautiful, and when spring comes, the flowers on the mountains are all red and bright. There are voles in the ground, and you can go down to the river to catch fish." The boy He counted with interest, "The fruits in the mountains are delicious, and you can still see the stars at night... In short, after you stay here for a long time, you don't want to go back even if someone asks you to go back... Just like me..."

His words hurt Ying Xia's nerves.

Ying Xia opened his eyes, Ren Qiu thought his persuasion had worked, so he stepped up and said, "You stay here, your mother is so worried, she must be in a hurry."

- She won't.

She didn't even give him a call.

"Let's go, let's go back." Ren Qiu came to pull him again, "Don't run so far in the future, if something happens, your family must be very worried about you..."

"...I'm not like people like you." He grunted.

"Ok?"

The boy didn't seem to hear clearly, so Ying Xia amplified his voice: "I am different from people like you, I will go back to Beijing sooner or later!"

He roared so loudly that even the country voles looked up. And the boy who was scolded by him just looked at him in astonishment.

After a moment of passion, there is a deeper emptiness and depression. He wanted to stand up, but his legs were weak due to low blood sugar, so he had to sit on the ridge and buried his head in his knees.

He wanted to cry.

He misses Beijing, his home, his former father, and his mother who deserted him. He doesn't like it here, he hates Jiangcun. Thousands of acres of Jiangcun, thousands of telephone poles, more than 1,000 mobile phones, but not even a single phone ring.

After a long time, he heard the gentle voice of that person in the monotonous and dull cicada chirping and the overwhelming silence and loneliness under the clear blue sky, divided by wires.

"You were going to go back to school." Ren Qiu said, "Alps, do you want to eat?"

It took him a long time to raise his head, and at that moment, he felt panic like never before, like a stray cat that finally heard the call from others after a long and purposeless wandering. In order to hide the fear and panic, he grabbed the cheap candy that was about to melt from the opponent's palm.

Slimy.

Sweet.

"...Don't be sad." The man said awkwardly, "If you don't want to go back, just go to my house for dinner. My mother's craftsmanship is very good. My sister just came back from the city today..."

"...Or else." The boy thought in a whim, "I'll accompany you to the temple to make a wish. The temple's wishing pool is very spiritual. Our family used to make wishes there. , very smart..."

He comforted the other side rambled, but Ying Xia didn't listen to his words at all.

I will go back to Beijing. As he licked the cheap sweetener in his mouth, he tried hard to think, I'll go back, I'll pass my exams, I'll pass my work, I'll go by train, by plane. He will work hard to live there and live well, better than all the people who abandoned him!

I'll go back there, that's my world, where I should exist, my world.

At that time, Ying Xia thought so with great certainty.

Ying Xia woke up from a dark dream, and the memory of his first visit to Jiangcun still reverberated in his mind, like a tide and a wave, swaying with his thoughts in the golden wheat waves for a long, long time.

It was still early, and he let himself lie on the bed for a while. He flipped through his phone, but there was no text message from Beijing.

The silence was broken at this moment.

"It's incredible! It's incredible!" screams, mixed with running sounds, came from the street, "Someone died again! Another died!"

The sound was like a bomb, spreading through the silent village. The sound of people getting up in a hurry and the sound of opening the door suddenly came from the streets and alleys. The men opened their eyes and the women picked up the children who were woken up and cried bitterly. The daring broke through the door, and the timid hid at home, peeking out of the window.

The noise, the noise, filled the entire Jiangcun. Even Ying Xia's aunt and uncle's house next door heard noises.

"This year's again?" He heard his aunt's voice.

"I'll take a look." Then, the voice of my uncle putting on his shoes, "You stay at home, don't go out."

Ying Xia put on her shoes, and followed her uncle out the door with a flashlight. The uncle was absent-minded, and did not pay attention to the underage nephew who came out with him, but followed the flow of people and hurried to the place where the incident happened, the village entrance.

Sure enough, there was a very fresh corpse lying under the flagpole at the entrance of the village, exactly the same as the one that appeared six months ago. He fell to the ground, blood on his chest, mouth wide open, as if he had seen something terrifying before he died.

Ying Xia didn't need to look closely to know that the heart in that person's chest was long gone.

"...another..."

"Since three years ago, every six months, there will be such a time..."

"A sin, it's a sin..."

And beside the corpse, there are still familiar big characters, written by the fingers with the solidified blood.

"Leave none!"