Strange Bow

Chapter 1 Covering You With Amnesia
In the gloomy room, Xiao Fan, who had exhausted his energy just now, felt his whole body beating at a sad frequency.

The largest area of ​​the body is attached to the cold floor, which cannot give even a little soothing effect, but simply performs the work of repeated heat transfer.

Supporting his weak body exhaustedly, he stroked the familiar floor with his fingertips, felt his current position, Xiao Fan dragged his heavy steps, and touched the position of the door.

Gently, the gentle sunlight slid through the window, drifting into the neat and simple hall with the slight wind, and found the position of the cup familiarly, Xiao Fan swallowed the water in the cup lightly until the water in the cup was gone Slow down your breathing, and then slowly put the cup away.

Doing a simple personal cleaning, Xiao Fan threw his whole body on the sofa weakly.The unstoppable grief flooded over crazily and quickly, Xiao Fan endured it quietly, because he knew that no matter how many movements to resist, it would be futile.

He took out the cigarette on the coffee table, and his unfamiliar movements showed that Xiao Fan was just a new smoker. He tried the distance between the lighter and the smoke, and the lighter hummed heavily, followed by the hoarse sound of the smoke after burning.

Breathing out the smoke lightly, the tingling pain in the throat helps to share the slightest pain, the lingering smoke slowly spreads, and finally disappears, leaving only a faint familiar smell, the faint smell of smoke is like a medium, which accelerates the memory and impacts smoking people.

After putting out the cigarette butt, Xiao Fan curled up his body and hugged his knees tightly with both hands, as if he was enduring something.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Like a child who did something wrong, Xiao Fan recalled flipping through the picture when he was a child, a child promised to an adult that he would not cry in the future, but there were only things in his memory, but no pictures, But it was shrouded in darkness, thinking of the look that would appear on other people's faces when they described their memories, Xiao Fan couldn't stop crying anymore.

Burying his head deeply between his knees, intermittent sobs could be heard from time to time, and after a while he couldn't hold it anymore, it turned into howling, it wasn't heart-piercing, it was simply unbearable, just like the rising tide , until tired, sadness also stopped its own impact, allowing the master to curl up on the sofa and slowly fall asleep.

A gust of wind blows away the bangs covering Xiao Fan's eyes, there are still traces of tears on his delicate face, and the sadness that has faded after falling asleep hangs on his slightly pale face, bending slightly The raised eyebrows seem to caress the sadness on the face, and the slightly thin lips under the gentle nose are tightly closed at this time, as if sleep cannot make its owner relax.

In the chaos, the simple lines slowly combined the sleeping things, and the thin lines slowly pieced together an amiable face, but Vector's face was still a bit blurred, but he could feel his eyes looking at him. Looking at Xiao Fan who is now helpless.

Sensing someone watching him, Xiao Fan raised his head, his eyes blurred again.

"Uncle Feng..."

Xiao Fan worked hard to assemble the thin lines one by one, recalling the memory left in his hand, recalling the hand stroked the hair, the forehead under the hair, there were several wrinkles on the forehead, the thick eyebrows... until the stubble on the chin , but everything combined with vectors is still so blurry.

Xiao Fan stood at a loss, thinking about it over and over again, controlling the obedient thin line over and over again, but as soon as he paid attention to the whole face, it was still a blurry face, until a sigh interrupted him. What Xiao Fan did now.

The face in the chaos is still blurred, and with the sound of a sigh, everything is unimportant, the one in front of him is Uncle Feng who has been with him for more than ten years, after the sound of the sigh, the entire space of chaos has returned to silence, even Xiao Fan's own heartbeat stopped, and Xiao Fan stood there for a long time waiting for the sound to sound again, but nothing happened.

"Didn't you say that you would always be there? Didn't you say that you would take care of me all the time? Didn't you take care of me until I found a beautiful and kind girl to form a family for me? Didn't you still carry little Xiao Fan and Shall I go to the seaside together and let him tell me about the beauty and breadth of the sea?"

"There are too many things you haven't done, and you just left, but now you can't even talk to me anymore? You know I listen to you the most, you know, you know Yes." The crying words tore apart the silence.

Xiao Fan tried his best not to cry, the clenched fist felt no pain, perhaps the pain in his heart overwhelmed the small pain, the body covered under the shirt seemed a little thin, but it was trembling at this moment, It shows what the owner of the body is enduring.

He once told Uncle Feng that he would not cry anymore. He was afraid that if he cried, Uncle Feng would leave him unhappy and never talk to him again.

"In the past few days when you were away, I got up on time every day, went to bed on time, folded the quilt carefully, exercised, and you taught me the blind walk. I walked many times every day. I will take care of your favorite potted plants for you. Well, the orchids are already in bloom, and the room is filled with the fragrance you mentioned."

"I have three bowls of rice every meal, and I have your favorite fish every meal. After the meal, you can take me for a walk, okay? There seems to be a little change on the road now. I didn't remind me to go alone." Time has fallen several times, and once I almost couldn't find my way back. Your favorite "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is almost over. Without your description, many places have become tasteless, and I can't enjoy it well Read on. And..."

Xiao Fan kept talking about the things of the past few days. Most of the things became bad because of the loss of an important person. Xiao Fan didn't even dare to stop. After leaving a sigh, the threads will resolutely disperse and merge into the boundless chaos.

A long sigh stopped Xiao Fan from continuing. Knowing what was going to happen, Xiao Fan stared nervously with his eyes wide open. Feeling the chaos, he dared not relax at all.

He didn't close his eyes until he felt a warm and familiar big hand gently rubbing his head. The familiar feeling made the tight strings in Xiao Fan's heart slightly loosen, and there was a wave of excitement in his heart again. warm current.

"Be good, be good..." The voice gradually faded away, with a pleading tone, the voice became weaker and weaker.

A gust of wind fluttered curiously again, bringing up a trace of bangs, as if caressing Xiao Fan's forehead, stroking away the heavy sadness.

After waking up, Xiao Fan tensed up his body again, trying hard to find even a little bit of temperature, at least it would make him feel a little bit better. This is how he spent the time when he lost the most important thing in his life more than ten years ago. people's day.

There was a slight vibration from the watch, and I touched the pointer on the watch. It was almost dusk after a long day, and the world that had been baptized by the sun was breathing easily at this moment, and stretched my lazy body. The body, its pores spit out its exhaustion at this moment.

Xiao Fan washed his face, touched the mirror to sort out his current mood, and tried to lift the corner of his mouth slightly, but he didn't know that the self in the mirror was smiling a bit bitterly.

Xiao Fan, who was ready, touched the handle of the door, and let out a few breaths. This is already the movement he must use to go out during this period of time.

"Xiaofan, I'm going out, hehe, Uncle Zhang just wanted to ask you for something, let's go for a walk together." Uncle Zhang is a colleague of Uncle Feng's former school, and he often goes home to have a drink with Uncle Feng to pass the time. Unfavorable time for his age.

In the summer evening, the neighborhood looks a bit lively. People who have been trapped by work or the hot sun for a day have come out of the somewhat dull room, come out to dissipate their fatigue and stuffiness, get rid of the troubles in life, and vent their unhappiness at work.

The children were laughing and laughing and playing tirelessly regardless of their sweat, the old people were chatting about how their lives are going, some aunties were gossip about the community, they couldn’t satisfy them with anything, and some were similar to Xiao Fan The grown-ups play basketball to vent their excess energy when they were young...

Under Zhang Bo's reminder, Xiao Fan, who was somewhat absent-minded, finally came to the place where he and Uncle Feng used to sit together, and a cigarette was handed to Xiao Fan's finger, which made Xiao Fan stunned.

"I'm an old smoker. I feel flustered when I don't have two packs a day. You can tell by the yellowing of your fingers." After speaking, he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

"In the past, your Uncle Feng didn't persuade me to smoke less. You still persuaded me while smoking the cigarette that passed me. Thinking about it, it's a bit dumbfounding. Now I'm not used to it."

This made Xiao Fan's cigarette lighting hand pause, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a trace of bitterness.

"Don't look like that, Uncle Zhang, I can't stand it. I'm here today to talk to you. If you want this look, I might forget how to say it." As he said, Uncle Zhang pinched Xiao Fan's face playfully. , causing Xiao Fan to smile a bit on one side of his face.

Uncle Zhang was really such a person, but seeing Xiao Fan's numb expression, he seemed bored and stopped.

"Okay, let's make it this way, even though I'm still quite dissatisfied." The helpless Uncle Zhang let Xiao Fan's fair face go.Xiao Fan rubbed the pinched side of his face, and continued to wait for what Uncle Zhang had to say.

"Let's talk about it now. I got the news the day Lao Feng left. I came back a few days late because of something. I told those guys not to move anything. I sorted out his belongings. Who told me I know him best." He paused for a while, then continued to take a puff of cigarette, motioned for Xiao Fan to light it as well.

"Actually, Lao Feng has been looking for someone all these years, and it is the person in this photo. The girl in the photo is about three or four years old. According to Lao Feng, she should be seventeen or eighteen now. He said It's her daughter, but luckily this girl doesn't look like him, or else she really is..."

"Ahem... I'm digressing. It's an old problem. When you're old, you tend to talk a lot. Don't mind the menopause symptoms." He rubbed his nose playfully as he spoke.Then he handed the photo to Xiao Fan's hand. Xiao Fan stroked the photo gently, only touching a flat surface.

"It's okay, Uncle Zhang, you can continue." Xiao Fan touched the photo, and when he touched a flat surface, there was another trace of bitterness.

"Where did you just say that? Look at this memory." While talking, he patted his forehead and muttered, "Where did you say that?"

"The girl in the photo doesn't look like..." Following Uncle Zhang's words a little bit blankly, Xiao Fan realized something, subconsciously rubbed his eyebrows again, and used his hands to cover the embarrassment on his face.

"Haha...ha..." Needless to say, the old naughty Uncle Zhang must be laughing forward and backward in spite of the strange eyes of others.

Uncle Zhang, who finally couldn't hold back his laughter, burst out laughing again when he saw Xiao Fan's blushing face, until he finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang." Xiao Fan naturally knew Uncle Zhang's intention.

"Damn, the atmosphere that was finally created was completely disrupted by your words, thank you very much. Okay, let's continue talking, where did I come from..."

"..."

"I'm not kidding you, Lao Feng said it was his daughter, a cute little guy, I said at the time why didn't he post a missing person revelation or something, how fast that is. Speaking of which, you know why he Won't you call him 'Dad'?"

Xiao Fan shook his head. Xiao Fan himself had asked this question before. In his eyes, Uncle Feng was indeed a good father, but Uncle Feng hoped that Xiao Fan would not raise this question again. Although Xiao Fan was puzzled, in order not to No matter how difficult Uncle Feng was, he never brought up this issue again.

"He said he was not a competent father, maybe it was because of his previous family, so he didn't want you to call him 'Dad'. I can't ask this again. He said that he didn't want to disturb the girl's life anymore, just I want to know if their lives are going well. If not, I will help out secretly. It can be regarded as making up for it. If they are doing well, it can also make him feel at ease. You said that there are so many people, how can you find someone like this? It’s that easy, but there’s still no news about it.”

Saying that Uncle Zhang sighed lightly, Xiao Fan couldn't help feeling sad.

"This person is really stubborn. After so many years, the little girl has grown into a big girl, and there is no engraving on the face, which means that she is your daughter. How can it be so easy to find? Post a missing person revelation, find Let me just say that the little girl in the photo looks pretty, and I’m just curious to see what she will look like when she grows up; or find a trustee, say she looks like her dead niece, and want to see what she will look like when she grows up. gone."

"I don't know how to lie. I taught him how to do it. He doesn't. He is afraid of disturbing other people's lives. After working with my colleagues for so many years, even a hedgehog has become tactful. Now people just leave like this, with a little sense of responsibility. None." The more Zhang Bo said, the angrier he became, and his voice became much higher without realizing it.

"And there is you, what has changed, Lao Li who sells cigarettes, Pork Rong who holds a kitchen knife, and Lao Zhao who has more than 1000 degrees of myopia all told me what you look like now, and it's not reassuring. I really want to slap you for frustration, and save us guys from worrying about you."

"Hey, what are you saying bad things about me? How can you take Xiao Fan to smoke? Be careful, I will ask those old guys to give you some ideological work." He said, snatching Xiao Fan's cigarette, With the spirit of not wasting, he continued to smoke the cigarette that Xiao Fan hadn't taken a few puffs of yet.With a slightly high-pitched yet manly voice, it goes without saying that it is the old Zhao that Uncle Zhang spoke of.

"Bah, Xiaofan is 24, do you still care about it? Your eyes are bright when you see a good cigarette. The accuracy of holding cigarettes is really high. Xiaofan, go get two bottles of jasmine tea Come on, the sugar-free type, it’s said that the throat is dry for a long time.”

Xiao Fan could only helplessly count his steps and walk towards the convenience store in the neighborhood. Uncle Zhang sent the inconvenient himself to buy tea. Needless to say, the two of them were planning their future life for themselves.

(End of this chapter)