Hidden Assassin

Final Chapter Memory Fragments

On Sunday, I returned to the Martial Art Museum, cleaning inside and out, and packing up those obsolete things. ?? 5? Read this "^ e ^ See it free of charge ^^ Over the years of life, the attic is full of debris, using old cabinets, tableware, bedding, and old TVs:" Mom Something here should be thrown away ... "When I felt tired, wearing a hat and a model-dressed spirit quietly yelled outside.

My mother probably wasn't outside, so I called Jiaming and moved something out to the yard to dry. Soon afterwards, with a pony tail and the same rustle wearing a worker's jeans, I came to help. In the past, I like this small loft most. I have to live for a while every summer, look out through small windows and listen to the wind chimes. At this time, the entire space, including the little chuáng, was also occupied by the cabinet or something. She moved something and patted the dust: "Taotao, when Yunjie Yunting came here, maybe she would live in the attic, They also like this most. "[Search for the latest updates in ong, and some of the things inside also came out, there is a broken photo frame, remember that it seems to be used to hang her first award as a child, and one It seems that when the old TV set was broken, it seems to be almost winter, when it was worth a lot of money: "Jia Ming, Dad finally bought the new TV set today. Let's check it out together at night." By the way, it seemed that Jiaming was shot shortly after leaving home, and after a while, they met with rustle.

"I don't know if it can be used ..." After Shasha came up, she smiled and talked to the other person about the TV. Then the sisters crouched on the ground to make some noise, and chā the wires into the chā. "it's a pity."

"Go down and open the sun, and then see if Jiaming can fix it. The quality of the previous TV is good."

Various things gradually emptied, and more and more familiar things appeared. Mother probably came back, and there was a faint voice from Jiaming chatting with her in the yard: "Ah ... this is the previous ... heh ..." She cleaned the ground for a long time before living in the attic. I used to like The window I saw looked so small, and the small wind chimes hanging there were also old and rusted, and my fingers just dangled and dangled and no longer rang. This book is updated in real time. Sitting at the small chuáng that has not yet been covered, I probably live in a large house. The attic is a bit narrower than before.

But a few kids are definitely fond of it.

There were a few boxes in the corner, which were her old things. Since Jiaming and Shasha hadn't come up yet, she moved out. However, the time was really too long, and the box was not reliable. When I reached out to move it, it was knocked down and many previous things rolled out. Various collected trinkets. Rubber bands, beautiful buttons, little origami stars, bottles of lavender, only a few pieces of beauty * nv stickers and so on.

She smiled, squatted to the ground and put these things in the iron box that was used to store moon cakes. When she raised her head, she found something in another box, reached out and took it out. It was a small schoolbag with red sè A few words were sewn in the thread: Hongxing Elementary School, Ye Lingjing.

Ah……

She took out other things, and she was very impressed. There were her schoolbags, as well as the schoolbags before Jiaming. The rustling ball bāng, although she could n’t play, but she also bought a bāng ball, some in boxes. It ’s transcripts, workbooks, and so on. I remember that Jiaming always copied her homework. After junior high school, he didn't have to copy, and he was happy for it.

The broken music box was pasted with a few stickers. She, Shasha, and Jiaming took a picture at that time. When they were in junior high school, the three of them stayed in the Shasha's villa every weekend like a house. There was an empty wine bottle in a box next to her. She picked it up to think about it, and couldn't help but smile in her arms. The bottle of wine was found by Shasha later from the villa. If there is no junior high school graduation The accident that night, the three of them did not know what it would look like at the time. At that time, the boy-like rustle still wanted to help himself to pursue Jiaming, but did not understand that she also liked Jiaming ... Oh, everyone at that time I still don't understand. Childhood first met Qi Luoxiang, and then they were together like that.

The notice from the Sacred Heart College, the three rented a house, all kinds of things, but unfortunately the two-story building is not permanent, even if it is of commemorative value, it can't make it stay there all the time, and the street development later, It was removed. The latest and fastest update of this book comes from the day when I moved away, they took a photo in front of the house in the sunset, and it is still in the bedroom. However, looking at the bits and pieces in the box, I remembered the scene when I first entered the room ...

The first key, which was just raised to the key chain selected by her ng in junior high school, and the small cat pendant on it, now all three are here. Jia Ming is Nobita, and Shasha is Yijing. She took the robot cat. Although Jiaming later said that Shasha should be Nobita, he should be a robot cat, and he should be Yijing. Oh, whatever. I still remember that when the three of them ran to buy the keychain, it was five yuan each. At the time, they felt that it was really expensive. They pitifully battered and cut three to ten yuan. At that time, they had a lot of plans and they didn't have enough money. ...

The broken and beautiful alarm clock, a small piggy bank, and a shake, there are even coins, and the ticket of the Star Dream became a repeater of parts, an English tape, and a yellowed notebook. After opening it, there were stickers and briefings inside, and some lyrics of old songs were copied, and stars, huāduo, Mei * nv and the like were drawn next to it. It seems that they are used by junior high schools and high schools. There were also two books. At that time, the family's income and expenditure were thin, and a page was opened at random. It reads: July 3, 1998. It's a holiday. Jiaming and Shasha eat ice bāng two yuan. One yuan, go home and eat rice, no need to buy food ... Concept band performance, income ...

There is also a photo below. On the stage, three masked weirdoes, cucumber, banana, and eggplant, Jiaming is too bad ... In fact, occasionally Kaoru also came out as a guest, and the mask is a large durian ...

There is actually a Barbie doll that has not been opened, and the box is also well preserved. This is ... a birthday gift.

Oh, Uncle Liu ...

At that time, Liu Zheng had no gift for gifting, mainly because he didn't know what to give the nv child. On the birthday of the freshman year, he actually asked the younger brother to send this beautiful Barbie doll. It must be very expensive. The younger brother bought a very expensive and high-end nv child's favorite birthday gift ... now I want to come, my nose is sour ...

All sorts of things, piles and pieces, a lot of things went to the new home, but there are still many still staying here, the three of them took funny wedding photos during the senior year, and sometimes took Jiaming Dressed as a nv child, sometimes as a boy with Shasha, the photo is in a new home, but those lipsticks and other things used to dress up still exist here. In the old medical box of the old house, the landscape postcards collected at that time, beautiful pebbles, Jia Ming said that they broke up, and ran to Guilin to buy the "gifts", the tickets to Vienna, the notification ... Take it out slowly, there are so many boxes, and you ca n’t finish them. After a while, rustling came up and squatted beside, picking quietly ...

In the afternoon, the air was at ease. When Jiaming came up, two big nv children were sitting on the floor at the side of the attic. They were all wearing jeans while cleaning. They took off their shoes quietly, and some white socks were dusty. Shasha leaned on her shoulder, holding a Rubik's cube in her hand, and Lingjing held a cardboard box, took out the contents, and put it in the pile of items in front. The beautiful cheeks of the two were stained with sweat dust. Now the sweat stains are dry, and some marks remain, like the afternoon of many years ago, they were tired of playing, resting in this attic or playing a game of chess. Scene.

In the front, large and small, many things are put up. In the center are two schoolbags, embroidered with Red Star Elementary School, embroidered with his name and Lingjing, a few **** bāāo are placed next to each other, and then various sizes Objects, ragdolls, stamp albums, glass slides, paper cranes, workbooks, music boxes, old albums, etc. are trivial and various, and the number is not clear, just like a small hill ...

He looked at those things, understood it, then walked over with a smile, squatted down, and looked at it the same way, Lingjing and Shasha gently held his hand. I have had a lot of time in this life, and I have experienced much more before I knew Ling Jingsha, but his memory did start gradually from the appearance of these things.

Soon after, Jia Ming also sat down, leaning his back against the rear wall, lying on his back, slumped, and finished putting things quietly, holding an empty cardboard box leaning against his shoulder, quietly, eyelashes máo It was like falling asleep when shaking. At a certain moment, Jiaming seemed to have found something, and stretched out his hand.

"Ah ... you're still here ..."

The small wind chime of the window rang lightly, and a ray of light came in obliquely from the small window in the attic, and the small, quiet world was trapped in that timeless atmosphere, the light was warm yellow, which belongs to memory , The face that never fades ...

If this is a movie, if there is any theme song or something, it can ring with the wind bell. I tried to add the last one to Xu Fei's "That Summer" or Luo Dayou's "Childhood" or Mizuki Nianhua's "Butterfly huā" or one of these songs, but I finally found that it was not perfect, so I didn't push the song Now, what you like, just listen to it yourself.

When I finished the hidden killing two years ago, I actually had some ideas in my heart ~ www.readwn.com ~ I inherited the "Net"-I sent it out. When I read this manuscript today, I felt that I would really do something The last thing was written, so I wrote these three thousand words. Then I thought: This is the last scene of Jiaming, Lingjing and Shasha in front of the readers. In the future ... maybe I won't write them anymore ...

In the past two years, although the book is said to be over, they are still spinning in my mind. I often see them, but after this, at least at this moment, I do n’t think there is more to express. . They still live in Jianghai, but as for me, I can finally let them go, and I do n’t need to carry them any more. Thought of this, I was finally sad, like Wang Zheng ’s "To You", they will have their own lives, and I can no longer give them more ...

Just like I found a previous album one day ago, this album has not been seen for several years, a long time ago, me, my parents, records of life, sometimes I feel like I almost want to forget them But after you open it, you will feel: Ah, you are still here ...

The things that everyone cherishes are always there, and they will definitely exist somewhere, waiting for you to find her.

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Afternoon on June 18, 2012