Hidden Assassin: Memory fragments

Final Chapter Memory Fragment

Return to the martial arts gym on Sunday, clean inside and out, and tidy up those old things. ??5 Reading this book”^e^Look at it for free^^For so many years of life, the attic is full of sundries, using old cabinets, tableware, bedding, and old TV: “Mom , Some things here should be thrown away…” When feeling tired, Ling Jing, who was wearing a hat and dressed up as a model worker, called out.

My mother probably wasn’t outside, so she called Jia Ming up and took some things out to sun in the yard. Soon after, she wore a ponytail and Shasha, also wearing a worker’s denim uniform, came to help. In the past, I liked this small attic the most. I had to live in it for a period of time every summer, looking out through the small window and listening to the wind chimes. At this time, the entire space, including the little chuáng, was occupied by cabinets or something. She moved some things and slapped the dust: “Taotao, when Yunjie and Yunting come over, maybe she will have to live in the attic. They also like this the most.” [Search for the latest updates and go out, some of the things inside are also out, there is a broken photo frame, I remember it seems to be used to hang her first certificate when she was a child, and one It seems that the broken old TV set was bought in which year, it seems that winter is approaching, and it was worth a lot of money at the time: “Jia Ming, Dad finally bought the new TV set back today. Let’s come and watch it together tonight.” By the way, it seemed that Jia Ming was shot shortly after running away from home, and after a while, they met Shasha.

“I don’t know if it can be used…” After Shasha came up, she smiled and talked to the other party about the TV. Then the sisters squatted on the ground to make a fuss and chā into the chā seat. Is on, “It’s a pity.”

“Go down and open it, and then see if Jia Ming can fix it. The quality of the previous TV is pretty good.”

Various things are gradually being emptied, and familiar things are appearing more and more. My mother probably came back, and Jia Ming’s voice chatting with her faintly came from the yard: “Ah…this is the old…he…” She cleaned the ground, and hadn’t lived in the attic for a long time. She liked it before. The window I looked at looked so small, and the small wind chimes hanging there were old and rusty. When I flicked my fingers, it just shook and stopped ringing. The book is updated in real time. Sitting on the side of a small chuáng that has not yet been covered, I am probably used to living in a large house. The attic is a bit narrower than the previous impression.

But a few kids definitely like it.

There are still a few boxes in the corner, which are her old things. Since Jia Ming and Sha Sha haven’t come up yet, she just moved out. However, the time was too long, and the box was not reliable. When I reached out to carry it, it fell over and fell on the ground, and many things from the past rolled out. Various collection of small accessories. Rubber bands, beautiful buttons, small origami stars, lavender bottles, just a few beautiful*nv stickers, etc.

She smiled, squatted on the ground and put these things into the iron box used to hold moon cakes. When she looked up, she found something in another box. She reached out and took it out. It was a small school bag. Sewed a few words with red thread: Red Star Elementary School, Ye Lingjing.

Heh…

She took out other things, and the impression was deep and shallow. There were her schoolbags, and Jiaming’s previous schoolbags. The rustling ball bāng. Although she can’t play, she also bought bāng **** to look like. In her box are transcripts, homework books, etc. I remember that Jia Ming always copied her homework before, and he didn’t have to copy her homework after he was divided into classes in junior high school, so he gloated for it.

In the broken music box, there were a few photo stickers. At the time, she, Sha Sha, and Jia Ming were taken together. It was in junior high school. The three of them lived in Sha Sha’s villa every weekend as if they were living at home. Homelike. There was an empty wine bottle in a box next to her. She picked it up and thought about it. She couldn’t help but laughed in her arms. The wine bottle was brought here by Shasha from the villa later, if she didn’t graduate from junior high school. The accident that night, the three of them didn’t know what they would become afterwards. At that time, the boyish rustle still wanted to help her pursue Jia Ming, but didn’t understand that she also liked Jia Ming… Hey, everyone at that time Still ignorant, Tong Zhen first met Kiroka, and then they just got together like that.

The notice from Sacred Heart College, the three rented a house, and various things, but unfortunately the two-story building is not a permanent thing after all. Even if it has a commemorative value, it can’t be kept there. Later The street development is also torn down. The latest and fastest update of this book comes from the day they moved away, they took a photo in front of the house in the sunset, and they are still in the bedroom. However, looking at the odds and ends in the box, I remembered the first time I entered the room…

The original key, the keychain chosen by her who had just been promoted to junior high school, and the small Doraemon pendant on it, are now all three of them here. Jiaming’s is Nobita, and Shasha’s is Yijing. She took the Doraemon. Although Jiaming later said that Shasha should be Nobita, he should be Doraemon, and she should be Yijing. Oh, whatever. I still remember that when the three of them ran to buy a keychain, it was five yuan each. At that time, I thought it was really expensive. I just pitifully cut the three to ten yuan. At that time, they had a lot of plans, and the money was not enough. …

The beautiful alarm clock that has been broken, a small piggy bank, there are coins in it after shaking it, the Star Dream’s ferry ticket, the repeater that became parts, the English tape, and the yellowing When I opened my notebook, there were stickers, newsletters, and lyrics of some old songs copied, and some stars, huāduo, and beauty*nv were painted on the side. It seems that they are used in junior high school and high school. There are two other notebooks, which are the family income and expenditure at that time. I turned a page at random and read: July 3, 1998, it is a holiday, Jiaming and Shasha eat ice bāng for two yuan, Lingjing eat jelly One yuan, go home and eat, no need to buy food…concept band performance, income…

There is also a photo below. There are three weird masks on the stage, cucumbers, bananas, and eggplants. Jia Ming is too bad… In fact, Kaoru occasionally makes a cameo. The mask is a big durian…

There is an unopened Barbie doll, and the box is also well preserved. This is… a birthday present.

Heh, Uncle Liu…

At that time, Liu Zheng didn’t have any gift-giving talents, mainly because he didn’t know what to give to nv kids. On the first birthday of high school, he asked the younger brother to send this beautiful Barbie doll. Expensive must be very expensive. I asked that little brother to buy a very expensive and high-end nv kid’s birthday gift… Now I want to come, my nose is sour…

Various, various things, piles of pieces, many things went to the new house, but many still stayed here. In the third year of high school, the three of them took funny wedding photos, sometimes Disguised Jiaming as an nv kid, sometimes I and Shasha pretend to be a boy. The photo is in the new house, but the lipsticks used to dress up still exist here. I used to be in the medical yào box in the old house. I collected the scenic postcards and beautiful pebbles at that time. Jia Ming said that he broke up, and he ran to Guilin alone to buy the “gift”, the ticket to Vienna, the notice… the same I took it out slowly, there were so many boxes, and I felt like I could not finish it. After a while, rustle came up, squatting next to it, quietly picking…

The air in the afternoon was comfortable and relaxing. When Jiaming came up, the two big nv boys were sitting on the floor in the attic. They were all wearing the jeans they had worn during cleaning. They quietly took off their shoes and the white socks were stained. Some dust, Shasha leaned on her shoulders, holding a Rubik’s Cube in her hand while playing, while Lingjing was holding a cardboard box, took out the contents, and put them in the pile of objects in front. The beautiful cheeks of the two of them were stained with sweat and dust. Now the sweat stains are dry, and some marks are left, like the afternoon of many years ago. They were tired from playing and resting in this attic or playing a game of chess. Scene.

Front, large and small, many things are placed, the center is two schoolbags, embroidered with Hongxing Elementary School, embroidered with his and Lingjing’s name, a few **** bāāo crossed and placed aside, and then Objects of various sizes, rag dolls, stamp albums, glass sheets, paper cranes, workbooks, music boxes, old photo albums… all kinds of trivial and trivial, and the number is not clear, like a hill…

He looked at those things, understood, then smiled and walked over, squatted down, watching the same, Lingjing and Shasha gently held one of his hands. There has been a lot of time in this life, and he has experienced much more before knowing Lingjing Shasha than it is now, but his memory did start gradually when these things appeared.

Shortly afterwards, Jia Ming also sat down, leaning back against the wall behind him, rustling on top of him, Lingjing finished placing things, holding an empty cardboard box and leaning on his shoulder, quietly , The eyelashes were shaking as if falling asleep. At a certain moment, Jia Ming seemed to have discovered something and stretched out his hand.

“Ah… so you are still here…”

The little wind chime in the window rang lightly, and a ray of sunlight came in obliquely from the small window of the attic, enveloping this small, quiet world in the timeless atmosphere, the light was warm and yellow, That is a memory that never fades…

If this is a movie, if there is any theme song, it can ring with the wind. I have tried adding the last article to Xu Fei’s “That Summer” or Luo Dayou’s “Childhood” or Shuimunianhua’s “Butterfly Huā” or other songs, but I finally found that they are not perfect, so I won’t push the song. If you like it, just listen to it yourself.

When I finished the hidden killing two years ago, I actually still had some thoughts in my mind~IndoMTL.com~I’m accepting “Net”–I sent it out. When I flipped through this manuscript today, I felt that I needed to put some real Write the ending stuff, so I wrote these three thousand words. Then I felt: This is the last scene of the three of Jiaming, Lingjing, and Shasha in front of the readers. In the future…maybe I won’t write about them again…

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 article, at least at this moment, I feel that there is no need for more Express it. They are still living in Jianghai, but as for me, I can finally let go of them, and there is no need to carry them more and further. Thinking of this, I finally feel a little sad, just like Wang Zheng’s “To You”, they will have their own lives, and I can’t give them more…

It’s like I found a previous photo album one day ago. This photo album has not been seen for several years. Long time ago, I, my parents, and records of life, sometimes I feel like Forget them, but after opening it, you will feel: Ah, so you are still here…

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

Banana

Afternoon on June 18, 2012