The photo of the memory quickly floated into the air and swirled around Ning Feng."
Whoa!""
Whoa!"
Consciousness seemed to enter a dark swamp, and then seemed to fall into the icy waters of a lake a split second.In my ears, after a moment of tranquility, there was a noisy sound of fireworks.Ning Feng opened his eyes and looked at the buildings around him.It seems to be a small town, and the streets are lined with all kinds of vendors gathered for the morning market.Behind the vendors, there are rows of loft wooden houses, although they still retain some architectural exquisiteness, but the traces of war and artillery fire are even more shocking.Many exterior walls, eaves and other locations have black-gray marks left by saltpeter and flames, accompanied by a gust of wind, blowing a pungent dust, even the ice and snow that have not yet melted can not be covered.Ning Feng took a cursory look, although it should be the most lively time, but the passers-by had a tired look on their faces.Even in the eyes of young people, there is a trace of old age and decrepit that does not match their age."
Could it be......
This was before the forties of the last century?
”Ning Feng muttered.After all, at that time, it was the peak period of war, and it was normal for the people to be so depressed.Suddenly: "The shopkeeper." ”A familiar voice sounded from behind.Ning Feng looked back and saw that it was Wang Zhengde!
It's just that Wang Zhengde is not young at this time, he is about forty years old, although he is not in rags, but his simple clothes and somewhat tired and vicissitudes of life still silently reveal that Wang Zhengde has not had an easy time these years."
Mr.
Wang, is it still the same old rule?"
A bakery seller greeted with a smile.Wang Zhengde's face was expressionless, with a hint of inexplicable crampedness and alienation: "Well, it's troublesome." ”"Okay."
The shopkeeper helped wrap the cakes in oiled paper and said, "Mr.
Wang, you don't seem to have slept well, are you rushing the manuscript again?"
”"The story of the strange people you published in the newspaper is really interesting, Fujiyama Village, changing flowers and plants, I heard from the neighbors that it seems that there is really this place, but it is too far away from here, and there is no way to go and see it."
Wang Zhengde raised his eyes slightly, as if he was a little surprised: "You guys......
See them all?
”"Having said that, we naturally read Mr.
Wang's story."
The shopkeeper smiled and sighed: "These days, the little devil doesn't know when he will be killed, the days are hard, and it can be considered comfortable to watch some strange stories or something." ”"Come, your cookies.""
Thank you."
Wang Zhengde paid the money and left in a hurry.Seeing this, Ning Feng quickly followed.He realized that in this memory of Wang Zhengde, he seemed to be an "outsider" character, and others could not find him.Soon, they were one after the other in a corner of the small city.The small bungalow in front of him, compared with Wang Zhengde's former residence, can be said to be a lot shabby.It seems that because of the foundation, the small bungalow is a little cold and damp all around, and there are cockroaches and rats climbing from time to time.The shed outside the house.Wang Zhengde took out the key from his arms and tried to unlock it with some difficulty, but the cake in his hand accidentally fell to the ground.He showed a hint of annoyance, and after opening the door, he squatted down with some difficulty, picked up the cake that had been crawled by the rats, dusted it casually, took a bite, and entered the door slowly.The dilapidated hut visible to the naked eye, the broken and unrepaired windows, and the freezing season, make the inside of the house even colder and damper than the outside.Wang Zhengde sighed, put the cake on the table, prepared a few pieces of inferior charcoal, and lit it on a stove.Although the house was warmer, the black smoke emitted made Wang Zhengde cough from time to time.Suddenly: "Poof!
”Wang Zhengde showed a hint of pain, bent over and coughed up a mouthful of blood.Seeing this scene, Ning Feng's eyebrows trembled.Wang Zhengde......
Seems to be seriously ill?
If you think about it carefully, he is also the little son of a big family, but because he can't save his beloved, he has been away from his hometown for so many years, and in the end it is such a life, which is really a little embarrassing.On the other hand, Wang Zhengde seemed to be completely accustomed to it, so he boiled some hot water on a charcoal fire and ate the cake.He continued to sit down at his desk and began to study the ink, lay the paper, and start the pen, as if intending to continue the unfinished story.Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps from far to near."
Knock knock!"
The hurried knock on the door made Wang Zhengde frown, with a hint of displeasure in his incomprehension.He stiffened his feet and slowly walked to the door.When the door opened, when he saw the smart facial features in front of him, Wang Zhengde's expression was first stunned, then shocked, and finally ecstatic: "Yang ......
Sister Yang Yue!
”Wang Zhengde subconsciously pinched the other party's shoulder, startling the little girl in front of him."
Mr.
Wang!
Mr.
Wang!
You......
Did you recognize the wrong person?
”"I ......
My name is indeed Yang Yue, but I don't know you, and I'm younger than you, how can I be your sister!
”"I ......
I'm the new editor of the newspaper, and my boss asked me to contact you to get the manuscript from last month!
”On the side, Ning Feng looked at Yang Yue in front of him, and he was also a little surprised.Therefore, Wang Zhengde and Ning Feng did meet.And I haven't heard Wang Zhengde say this memory.Speaking of which, this memory ......
Could it be Wang Zhengde's lost memory?
But if it is lost, how do you form a memory photo and exist in the forbidden area?
In front of him, after experiencing violent emotional ups and downs, Wang Zhengde suddenly felt a pain in his eyebrows, and the whole person sat down on the ground groggy.At this time, Yang Yue found a pool of blood next to him, and his face turned pale with fright: "Mr.
Wang, you ......
Are you sick or injured, hurry!
Hurry to the hospital!
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”"Ahem......
Wait a minute......
I, I don't have ......any money," Wang Zhengde explained with difficulty.Yang Yue had already dragged Wang Zhengde up, his face full of anxiety: "When is it, you are still worried about money!"
Cure the disease first!
”…… At this moment, the picture of memory begins to shift.From Wang Zhengde's dilapidated hut to the ward.Wang Zhengde was infusing fluid, and although he was sober, his complexion was very poor.Yang Yue sat on the side, looking helpless: "Today scared me to death, on my first day at work, Mr.
Wang, something so big happened to you." ”Wang Zhengde couldn't help coughing twice, and his mood still didn't seem to have calmed down.Sensing the strangeness in Wang Zhengde's eyes, Yang Yue waved his hand again and again: "Wait a minute, I'm really not the Yang Yue sister you know, I'm ......
I'm only 20 years old. ”Wang Zhengde's breath stagnated, his eyes dimmed again, and he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Also, there can't really be any reincarnation in this world, maybe ......
It's me who was stupid. ”Yang Yue didn't seem to hear Wang Zhengde's sourness, but took the case: "The doctor said that your condition is malnutrition for a long time, plus overwork has injured your lungs. ”"However, fortunately, it is not contagious tuberculosis, so it is good to recuperate a little."
Saying that, Yang Yue showed a hint of doubt: "Mr.
Wang, you are also a very powerful writer in our newspaper, and the newspaper gives you a lot of manuscript fees, how can you ......
Just eat a cake?
”Wang Zhengde leaned slightly on the pillow, stared at the ceiling with blank eyes, and muttered, "My money is all used to find a friend, a dead friend." ”"Huh?"
Yang Yue was stunned.Wang Zhengde closed his eyes in some pain and muttered: "I only know that she was not buried in the ancestral hall in the end, but I don't know where she was buried......