Serana didn't sleep well. In the middle of the night, she was awakened by a loud noise. Women and men were arguing outside the house. The chaotic words were like a storm. She didn't understand it at first, so she simply refused to listen. However, even if she didn't listen,
, ignored it, and she never fell asleep again.
She was thinking about how to wake up Lu Zhengkang, thinking: Dreams and memories must have limitations. As long as she does something extraordinary, she can make the dream collapse. After all, things that have never happened always require
Pay more attention to deal with it, and as long as the little things add up, Lu Zhengkang will slowly wake up because of his active thinking.
Seeing such a possible road, Serana felt much better. She immediately got up, jumped out of the window, and walked in the suburbs of the city at night.
After a while, it was getting dark. Serana looked back and saw smoke rising from the direction of her home, so she sneaked back to the bedroom, picked up the deer head, went downstairs to the kitchen, and leaned against the door frame. From this angle, she could see
The back of the woman busy in front of the kitchen stove, and her aging. However, aging cannot be used to describe this state. She is just decadent. The strong body that could make the former vampire run for his life while riding a bicycle can no longer catch up.
Not as energetic.
The firelight reflected the fine wrinkles on her face, and her skin was loose and oily, just like the white linen tarpaulin covering the firewood pile. Just looking at this skin made people feel sad for no reason. Fortunately, when the woman turned her head,
Serana's eyes were bright when she saw her. Not only was she not sad, but she felt relieved and relieved.
Serana thought to herself, this ending is not bad. Men change their hearts and women are heartless. This has always been the case.
Someone knocked on the black iron door, and the sound was very loud. The woman frowned, turned off the stove, and hurried to open the door.
Serana thought that the man was here again and chased her out. However, when the door opened, another man was revealed, wearing gray overalls. He smiled honestly and innocently, but the woman's expression became truly sad.
, she shook her head and wanted to close the door, but the man in gray wanted to stop her. They relied on a door, struggled with each other, and used their own eyes to communicate silently.
The woman exerted a lot of effort, leaving sweat on her forehead. The man in gray clothes was panting like an ox. He only resisted the door and didn't really push hard, but his posture was like a stretcher fighting against Jiang Chao.
, his calves were trembling, his face was sullen, and his eyes were wide and wet.
The woman shook her head repeatedly and finally closed the door. The latch made a click sound. She held on to the door panel as if she had lost strength, her back heaving. When she turned around, her face became normal again. She waved to Serana and said,
"Put the rice in."
Serana walked to the kitchen holding the deer head, confused about the relationship between the two. She found that she still hadn't seen through the truth of the marriage. At least, she couldn't guess who the man who knocked on the door just now was.
It was a silent and awkward meal, with the woman always lowering her head. Serana once again tried to feed the deer head something to eat, but it still didn't respond.
After the meal, the woman handed Serana two coins and told her to take the No. 19 bus to school. She repeatedly told her to study hard. Finally, she said, "Don't come back, go find your father."
Serana didn't understand. She put the deer head in her bag as usual, went out and walked along the road. She saw the man in gray wandering at the entrance of an alley. He also saw Serana and squeezed out a gentle expression towards her.
A solid smile. For some reason, Serana was a little afraid of this expression. She frowned, did not return the greeting, and jogged a few steps out of the alley.
After walking along the road for a while, Serana saw some large cars stopping on the side of the road to allow pedestrians to enter and exit. She knew that these must be public means of transportation, so she naturally got on the car.
Sitting in a seat by the window, the world in front of you is separated by a transparent barrier, just like looking at a painting. Distant mountains, fields, roads, pedestrians, buildings, telephone poles, one by one, one by one, from
Far, near, and further away, the closer to the horizon, the more it stays in the sight. This is the case, things that are close to you are fleeting.
There are always some strange thoughts in Serana's mind. She has never thought so much, but at this time, she can't help but fall into semi-awake meditation, something about mathematics, philosophy, and social life.
, like the lees in a wine vat, rising and sinking as the rotating wine liquid dissolves in the fragrant aroma.
She suddenly woke up. The car arrived at the station, but it was not a school. It was a train station. Her thinking was not very clear yet. She just followed the people getting off the bus and was very passive. She looked around. The building was very big, but not very big.
It is as high as an ant nest in the forest, a flat hill protruding from the ground, with countless ants coming in and out.
There are so many people and so many voices. You will be confused here. This is the first time for Serana to come to such a place. She got out of the crowd and came face to face with eight or nine young and beautiful men and women, all dressed fashionably.
Say hello to Serana, take her with you, and stand behind the queue in front of the ticket gate.
Serana deliberately left the group of men and women and ran to stand behind another group. She saw that the people in front of her were holding a piece of red paper, so she rummaged through her belongings, and finally found something in the middle of her schoolbag.
She found an old wallet, which contained some business cards, some folded cash, the red ticket she was looking for, and a family photo, but the father and mother were torn apart, leaving only Lu Zhengkang and two old people.
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Serana was at a loss for a moment, but the middle-aged ticket inspector was not at a loss. He snatched the ticket from her hand, punched a hole with a clip and handed it back to her.
If the journey of life is too strange, there will inevitably be suspicion of sadness. Setting foot on a brand new road and leaving the old people behind, Serana felt a little sad. She gently touched her schoolbag. The deer head was still there, and the outline of the antlers could be seen from the outside.
come out.
When she got on the green leather train, the whole process was very natural. She was not anxious. She just took the deer head out of the bag and put it on the small table. Suddenly someone outside the window shouted Lu Zhengkang's name.
Lana was startled and quickly stuck her head out of the car window. A woman was standing on the platform. Her clothes were getting simpler and older, and she was holding a red canvas bag with Mickey Mouse printed on it.
, Serana went to pick it up, it was heavy and heavy on the hand.
The woman seemed to want to say something else, but the train started moving slowly. Serana leaned half of her body out of the window. The woman chased her for two steps, but did not continue to chase. She just waved her hand hard to signal Serana to shrink back. The woman's face
It was getting more and more decayed, and the tarpaulin-like withered and yellow skin stuck tightly to the muscles and was no longer oily. Why? Serana couldn't guess, but just looked at the woman's expression of pain and joy, and was stunned for a while.
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She took a deep breath, sighed slowly, and finally returned to the carriage. A very close telegraph pole whizzed past the window. If it had been any later, her head would have been cut off.
Serana didn't feel scared, she just continued to look at everything around her with curious eyes.
Railways and highways give people different feelings. Highways are more free, while railways are more restrictive. Looking at the two rails very close to each other on the sleepers, the wheels are pressing on them, and several tracks are intertwined with each other. It is complicated.
Like a knotted fishing net.
It's daytime now, but some people are already showing signs of fatigue. There are all kinds of people in one carriage, but generally speaking, people should be more active during the day, smoking, playing cards, singing in unison, and eating all kinds of food.
Serana opened the canvas bag, which contained clothes and food, especially a pack of six tea eggs, which were still hot. She ate three of them in one go, and they were full of flavor.
At night, most of the sleepy people would sleep in a mess, and some would even lie on the dirty ground.
Serana was not sleepy. She looked out the window at the dark wilderness. The train running under the night was like a boat on the sea, going from one isolated island covered with lights to the next. The train itself left Serana with
It gave me the impression of the intestinal tract of a giant creature. The air was turbid like evaporated gastric juices, moving slowly like centipedes in the dark night, while people lay scattered about like rocks, rubble, grass roots and mud to be digested.
After a day, a night and a few hours, the destination was reached.
