The box was thrown open, and I could see clearly what was inside. There was only one thing, and it was at my feet. I saw that it was an ID card, my ID card.
My mind suddenly grew bigger because I remembered that Mr. Chen specifically told me before he died that the things in this box were brought out of Dayanpo by him. That incident happened more than 20 years ago.
Nearly thirty years ago, he found my ID card from Dayanpo?
Although Chen Yu and the old magic stick were all entangled with one ear beside me, my mind was completely attracted by the ID card in front of me. My mind went blank and I slowly bent down to pick up the ID card. This must be
My ID card has begun to turn yellow. It should be the color that has been transformed by the silent erosion of time. I work in cultural relics and am more sensitive to these things. At a glance, I feel that this thing has no
Then this color will not precipitate in twenty or thirty years.
The ID card is right in front of me. The sequence of things is actually very simple. More than 20 years ago, Mr. Chen found my ID card from Dayanpo and kept it until now. I have followed him for several years, but maybe because
For various reasons, he never mentioned this matter to me. I think if he hadn't known that he was leaving this world last time, I don't know how long the matter would have been hidden.
I felt like I was dancing with smoke in a chaotic tunnel. I frowned and thought. In my impression, I don’t know whether I was drunk in a bar or lost my original ID card when I went out to play.
I ran to the police station to get a replacement one. This matter was not a big deal, and I completely forgot about it after it passed. Now I want to recall it, but I still can’t recall the details at that time. Anyway, the ID card is gone. Why exactly is it missing? I can’t think of it.
stand up.
How is this going?
I suddenly recalled the slightly strange expression Mr. Chen showed before he died. I couldn't understand this expression at the time, but now, everything is clear. I suddenly felt that he cared about me.
, the deliberate cultivation and care seems to be not without reason, because the ID card he found in Dayanpo was enough to make my status in his mind higher than that of ordinary people.
At the same time, I remembered his seemingly intentional yet unintentional question: North, have we seen it before?
It can be said that this matter has completely subverted my normal thinking. If I use common sense to speculate and analyze, I will definitely not get any answer. Mr. Chen has passed away. Who else knows about this matter?
"What are you doing!" The old magic stick shouted over there, holding a small iron rod in his hand. From time to time, he would find opportunities to sneak attack on one ear, which made the other party very angry. When he saw me standing there in a daze, he hurried out.
Sound reminds me.
I broke free from my thoughts and put the yellowed ID card away. Looking up, Yi Er was indeed not an ordinary person. He was unusually strong. The old magic stick was very slippery. Although Chen Yu had some skills, after all
She's a woman. As for her boyfriend, there's no need to mention it. He knows nothing at first glance and is bluffing.
I ran over to help, but one of my ears was tied and I couldn't do anything. But when I saw me coming, I immediately cheered up, shook off the old stick with all my strength, and stretched out my hand to grab me tightly.
It's strange. I know that I am not as strong as him, but the moment I was caught, it seemed that a force surged from the deepest part of my body, and it seemed that all my potentials were activated.
The arms were stretched out, and they were so big that they pushed one ear and staggered backwards, which was quite embarrassing.
"Don't get entangled so much now." The old magic stick hid behind the three of us and whispered: "There are too many people here, it will cause trouble."
I stared at Yi Er, and I found that the moment he was pushed away by me, not only was he not angry, but there was an indescribable excitement in his eyes.
"Let's go." I waved to them and asked them to leave together. This time, Yi Er didn't catch up. Maybe he knew that it would be difficult for him to deal with a few of us by himself.
We no longer have the opportunity to visit scenic spots, so we left here quickly and sat in the car driven by Chen Yu and others around to the other side of the county. In the past, I could not predict what episodes would happen in my life, but I think I
I can control it, but at this moment, I feel that everything is out of control. What flashes back and forth in my mind is the yellowed ID card. When the Dayanpo incident happened, I didn’t understand anything.
How did your ID card appear in Dayanpo?
Naturally, for the first time in my life, I began to doubt what Mr. Chen said, because I couldn't find a more reasonable explanation. I could only think that he was lying to me. Therefore, I looked at the old magic stick. He and Mr. Chen have been friends for many years.
, and I know a lot about what happened in Dayanpo back then. I have always suspected that the old magic stick might also be one of the participants back then. If I want to get the correct answer, I can only ask him.
"Xiao Beifang." Chen Yu smiled at me and said, "You are indeed in trouble, right?"
"There is a little trouble." I also laughed awkwardly, because I saw that her boyfriend Zheng Tong was hit with an ear and a black eye socket in the fight just now.
"Come with me." Chen Yu said: "If you have any trouble, let's see if we can find a way to solve it."
I felt it was inconvenient and a bit inappropriate, because my friendship with Chen Yu was only in childhood. The relationship was very innocent, but after all, it had been so many years. Chen Yu immediately noticed my look. At this moment, we
The thoughts seem to be intertwined.
"No matter how many years have passed, I am still a little raindrop, and you are still a little north, aren't you?"
"Yes..." The embarrassment in my heart was instantly eliminated at this moment. I could understand her expression and her heart.
Time will change some things, turning intimacy into alienation, and alienation into indifference, but I believe that there are some things that it cannot change, and that is the most kind and simple thing in the heart of animals like humans.
We drove to the outskirts of the barren mountain, and then the old magic stick and I walked in to pick up Qingqing. After walking for a while, we were the only two people left on the quiet mountain road, and I started to ask him about what happened in Dayanpo back then.
"Don't you know everything?"
"What I want to ask is about Mr. Chen." I said, "What experiences did Mr. Chen have when he was in Dayanpo?"
"Why do you suddenly think of asking this?" The old magician was a little confused, and his expression became very cautious. He squinted and said, "Why is there something wrong with you?"
"What could be wrong with me? Stop talking nonsense and tell me."
The old magic stick started to hesitate. Regarding the main incident that happened in Dayanpo, he was not secretive and said what he knew. But when he mentioned the specific experience of Mr. Chen, he began to be secretive and pretended that he did not know. In this way
It made me feel that Mr. Chen's experience at that time might not be as simple as I thought before.
I don't want to force anyone into a difficult situation, nor do I want to always ask a question, but the yellowed ID card is a huge puzzle that makes me uneasy. I really want to know why such an unexpected thing happened.
So I kept asking the old magician, and finally he couldn't stand it anymore.
"Young man, you know." The old man smacked his lips and said, "The old man is dead. Don't ask so many questions about him."
The more he said this, the more strange it made me feel. What happened to Dayanpo back then, or specifically to Mr. Chen? The old man seemed careless, but he was very cautious about this issue and would not die.
Confidence. When I asked urgently, he muttered and told me that he would not say a word unless he died.
I am completely helpless. How many people are there who know about what happened more than 20 years ago? Even if I can find them, will they tell me the truth? If no one tells me, then the matter about the ID card will be unknown.
Will it always become an unsolvable knot?
"Some things are better forgotten if they can be forgotten." The old magic stick patted me and sighed: "The trouble with people is that they can't forget those things that should be forgotten."
I stopped talking, and the two of us hurried on with our heads down, feeling extremely depressed. I knew that nothing would happen to Qingqing, but I was still worried. When we reached our destination, I saw her sitting quietly in a big tree.
Down.
We returned the same way we came, and together with Chen Yu and her boyfriend, we returned to the city where they lived. The city was nice, small but quiet. When we got here, several of us finally breathed a sigh of relief. We ate and drank at home.
Don’t drink too much. The old magic stick is very addicted to alcohol, especially in a safe environment. He wants to drink himself to death in one go. After drinking until midnight, he was already drunk. Qingqing couldn’t stand the sleepiness, so he leaned heavily on my shoulder.
Fell asleep.
I may have drank a little too much, because I really felt unhappy. My emotions infected Chen Yu, and she poured another half a glass of wine and handed it to me and said, "Xiao Beifang, are you feeling upset?"
"A little bit."
"Tell me, why are you bothered, and what kind of trouble did you get into specifically?"
I'm not a talker, but I'm just an ordinary person. When I feel depressed, I also need to talk and vent. These things should not be told to others, and even if I tell them, they may not understand. However, when I was a child,
The experience made me have an indescribable trust and kindness towards Chen Yu, and I felt like she was like a relative I had lost for many years. What she said seemed to touch my desire to talk. With the help of wine, I began to
I talked about it intermittently and didn't explain it clearly, but I think she should understand about 70% of it.
"You don't know how I feel." I took a sip of wine and said bitterly, "It's been so many years and I thought it had nothing to do with me, but now, what should I say?"
I took out the yellowed ID card left by Mr. Chen and waved it in front of Chen Yu. I knew that I might never find the real answer.
"That's not necessarily true." Chen Yu's boyfriend interjected from the side: "Maybe there is a way?"
"Is there anything I can do?" I suddenly became energetic, and even the drunkenness dissipated a lot. I asked eagerly: "Is there anything I can do?"