For the rest of his life

In the darkness, she could only clearly perceive her condensed expression, which was frozen on her face, as if flustered and helpless, her whole body was cold, and her back was cold, as if an invisible air flow condensed from behind and drilled up from the soles of her feet , wearing torn clothes.

This is a dark space. She felt weak all over on the seat, and her hands and feet were swollen, as if she was sitting on a hard seat on a train at night, and when she got off the train early in the morning, she felt her legs and feet turned into cotton.She rubbed her temples, and found that her forehead was in pain. She touched her forehead, and found that there were faint scars sunken and protruding, which must have been ugly.

Gradually getting familiar with the darkness, she could clearly see that the rows of seats here were covered with dust in the dim light. The light was like a fan passing by, fanning the ambiguous wind little by little, causing the dust particles to move slightly. The golden color shows a hazy and dull appearance.

At the end of the space, there is a white screen glowing with pale light.

She turned her head away, and at the end of the space was a dark exit, where the words "safety exit" clearly understood everything.She suddenly felt flustered, and pulled her sleeves to cover her arms, as if covering her own sense of helplessness. She grabbed the sleeves, her palms were wet, and looked around. Suddenly, a woman appeared silently beside her, thin and long hair.

She staggered back, looked up, there was a gentle woman Jing Yashu, her eyes flickered as if she was thinking about something, she slightly pursed her lips and looked at her.

Under the cover of darkness, the women's faces are kind and gentle, as if they knew each other, with an innate familiarity, there is no gap between souls, they used to be close to each other, the flesh contrasted, humbled in the boundless time fit.

So she took a peek at the woman, looked around, no one was there, frowned and moved forward, the woman chuckled lightly: "Morning."

"Morning, morning!" As soon as the other party spoke, she began to flood, and immediately leaned forward, ignoring how close she was to being too close to her, as if the intimacy and trust that accompanied her was a bond that connected the two of them .

The other party was not annoyed either, and reached out to rub her head: "I'll take you home."

"I... have lost my memory!" After thinking for a long time, Xu Chenmu thought of such a simple and rude wording, and mustered up the courage to stand in front of the woman, puffing up his chest like a primary school student giving a speech, and then thought nervously, Such a reason is too bloody. There is an abyss between real life and bloody Korean dramas. How can they be compared with each other?What happened yesterday?She couldn't remember clearly at all, so she didn't know why she lost her memory and became blank. She looked at the woman who was not blank at all to her with blank eyes.

"Really." The other party responded quietly, calmly, as if saying something like today's weather is really nice, without even a rise in the end of the voice.

"...I said I am amnesiac, you seem to be very calm." Xu Chenmu spread his hands and felt very tired. Could it be that amnesia has become a cold-like disease, spreading without his knowledge, as if in " The first half of One Hundred Years of Solitude ravaged Macondo's insomnia. She was quiet and thought about what "One Hundred Years of Solitude" was. He got up, opened it, folded it, and held it in his hand casually, as if he was holding a brand-name bag.

"I'm used to it." The other party tilted his head lightly, then reached out to tear off the fur ball from her neckline, and glanced at her, "Let's go!"

"Hey, I'm not joking, this is the legendary amnesia!" Xu Chenmu patted his forehead and was a little surprised at the woman's indifference. Her name was about to be pronounced but it was stuck in her throat, and she was covered with several layers of mosquito nets. , It was a layer of paste, so I couldn't shout.

"Are you proud of forgetting everything?" The other party put on a straight face, very helpless.

Xu Chenmu was overwhelmed by the helplessness and guilt brought by these words, she felt as if she was intimidated by this woman's expression, ah, is it a proud thing to forget everything?No, but why didn't she care about her amnesia?A person who can say "go home" to the other party will not care about it!

"Ah, no, but you don't seem to care at all." Xu Chenmu replied stupidly, then slapped his head, "Did I get caught in the door, why don't I remember?"

"Don't talk nonsense." The woman's face finally changed, as if an adult wanted a child to avoid something, and with simple concern, she slapped her hand that was about to hit her head, "You lose your memory every day, I'm just used to it, don't Random thoughts."

"Ah what! I lose my memory every day! Why do you keep me! Why don't you throw it away!?" Xu Chenmu was taken aback, his voice couldn't help raising his voice a few degrees, and echoed like ripples in this empty movie theater, echoing his own voice Overlapping together, it expands countless times and reverberates.

Yeah, what are you doing with it, why don't you throw it away?

Lu Qiong pursed her lips and thought about this question carefully, why didn't she throw Xu Chenmu away?

No way, Xu Chenmu is the only one left, she comforts herself so much, they are lovers, if she doesn't care about Xu Chenmu, she has to be allowed to live on the street, that idiot will definitely have a hard time walking on the street Not good, no food, no water to drink, will be retaliated against, hit by a car for not obeying traffic rules, touched by old people, touched by Tang Yi and ridiculed by Tang Yi, wronged by Tang Yi Her colleagues took pictures of the current situation and slandered her on the Internet.

Worried about a series of possibilities, he still decided not to throw Xu Chenmu away.

The one whose head was squeezed by the gate was most likely himself.

All of the above were joking, she stared at Xu Chenmu with eyes full of gentleness, until the other party became ashamed, showing a blush like a girl: "I'm so shy when you look at me like that."

"..." Lu Qiong looked at her fixedly, "You are nothing, so I won't throw you away."

Um?Why does it sound so strange?She is not a thing?She is indeed not an object... But this tone... Xu Chenmu blushed: "Hey, do you like me so much that's why you didn't throw me away?"

"I'll throw you away, where are you going?" Lu Qiong asked back, showing a smile that was not a smile.

Xu Chen became wilted, and raised his eyelids. Lu Qiong actually had such time. He leaned on a chair beside him. They stood in the aisle and looked at each other. There was only the two of them in silence. Lu Qiong lowered her head and lowered her eyebrows to reveal The appearance of a gentle beauty, but in such a dim shadow, in the vague outline, what I saw was the huge shadow behind this woman dormant, as if raising her eyes indifferently to wait for an opportunity, examining herself coldly, like a soul to be drawn away.

She didn't know why she had such malicious speculation about the shadow behind this woman, she felt a little afraid of the shadow behind her, vaguely felt that she had faced these dark side things before, but she clearly didn't think it was like an opponent.

This gloomy feeling comes from her sense of strangeness, which is both familiar and unfamiliar, and this kind of vocabulary that has been used rotten in Chinese documents is extremely appropriate today.

There is a huge and unpredictable secret between them. She doesn't know it, but the other party knows it.It was a toxic fog melting the relationship between the two of them, and she wanted to break through it and move in a better direction.

"I follow you, and you abandon me, and I follow you too. I often lose my memory, and if you still want me, then I can't leave, can I? It's hard to turn down the kindness." Xu Chenmu grinned, showing a smile on his face. She smiled brightly, but she still didn't have the confidence to say this. After all, she couldn't even say the name of the other party. These words were like empty promises.

"Let's go." The other party smiled faintly.

"where to?"

"go home."

After the other party finished speaking, he raised his head forward and looked at the passage. There was still no one there. He raised his index finger to gesture to her lips to signal her to be silent. Sitting was an elderly man, wearing a washed-out khaki jacket, which loosely covered his stooped body, wearing black rain boots, shiny and shiny, holding a broom, holding a mop between his arms, and bowed his head He fell asleep with his head against the wall, snoring slightly.

She couldn't help but stare at Lu Qiong who wanted to calm herself down. The slender and sensitive heart was in front of her, and she suddenly had a sense of familiarity, as if the woman in front of her should be like this, and she was like this before, but it just disappeared. Unnoticed, now she gets to know this woman again, and pays attention to her side that is not known to others.

Time is never an isolated process, it is like a net, which is constantly being bridged by her, discovering the hidden preciousness in the past time and space, so that the core present becomes an eternal memory.

When they walked out of that passage, it was still early in the morning, and there was an inexplicable moisture in the air. It was different from the scene in the metropolis, and the moisture was different. The moisture here was like dew, while the moisture there People feel sticky.

Where is the so-called home?Xu Chenmu looked back frequently on this street, but he didn't see the shadow of the residential area, so he had to follow this strange yet familiar woman. Because he sat there all night, he felt an unreal dragging feeling when he walked around, as if being pulled by her. Something is pressing on the footsteps, the face is not very brisk, the dirt of the night is on it, fortunately, I did not lie down last night, and now the face is neat and dignified, not clean but not in a mess, until Lu Qiong was in a breakfast stall at a family After asking for porridge and fried dough sticks, she raised her eyes and moved her lips as if to call out her name.

But it stopped abruptly, she wasn't sure if what she yelled was correct, and she was afraid that she might get it wrong, which was more hurtful than not being able to remember.

Hesitating and chewing in the mouth, the fried dough sticks go down the stomach, a bowl of hot porridge mixed with the light of the morning sun and the fireworks of this day are all warmed up, and the day is coming slowly in the steaming heat, as promised However, Lu Qiong had already made preparations, and she hesitated to accept a new round of strangeness, the outside gradually became noisy, the street woke up, Lu Qiong carefully blew the porridge in the spoon and bit it into her mouth Going in, it seemed that Xu Chenmu, who was sneaky, was looking at him.

So she gave an incomparably tranquil smile and went over, Xu Chenmu trembled in panic, the spoon fell off, splashing half of his sleeves with porridge.