Panguan

The neighbor, Aunt Liu, sat behind him, and he never saw such a half-aged junior cry. She patted Xiaqiao on the shoulder, pointed out the window and said, Come on, now, talk there.

Xia Qiao was a little late, and turned to look.

When I saw the news, I was standing on the side of the road a few steps away, talking to Xie Wen who had just descended the mountain...

Mainly because Xie Wen was talking and listening when he smelled it.

Maybe it was an illusion. Xia Qiao felt that the distance between the two of them was a little far away. Anyway, it was a little farther than the normal person who spoke, showing a subtle sense of strangeness and avoidance.

Of course, Xia Qiao didn't know why, but felt strange.

Xie Wen simply said a few words, then waved his hand at Wen Shi and walked in the other direction. And when he heard it, he walked towards the bus.

With long legs, he grabbed the handrail and went up to the fourth step in two steps, and sat down beside Xiaqiao with a blank expression.

The driver took off the cigarette, turned his head and asked, Is it coming up? Is it still bad?

Wen Shi said: No, let's go.

Xia Qiao was stunned for a moment. Aunt Liu and the others were even more enthusiastic. They pointed to Xie Wen's back in the distance and said, What about him? Your friend, doesn't he get in the car?

He's not coming. Wen Shi said.

why?

If you have something to do, go first. Wen Shi said.

Xia Qiao glanced at Wen, although Brother Wen always had such a cold face and spoke hard. But he still felt that he was in a bad mood when he smelled it.

Brother Wen, what's wrong with you? Xia Qiao didn't have much spirit, but he still asked.

He lifted his eyelids when he smelled it, but didn't understand: What?

That... Xia Qiao thought about it and asked slowly, Xie asked what he said? You don't look happy.

Wen Shi frowned slightly and looked at him with a what are you talking about in your sleep eyes: Ah?

Xia Qiao shrank back again, leaning against the car window, It's alright, I saw it wrong, and I didn't say it.

But Aunt Liu didn't give up.

On the way here, she sat next to Xie Wen. Young people are extremely seductive and graceful, who doesn't like it. She patted the back of Wen Shi's seat and said, If you come by this car, it's better to take this car and go, otherwise it's not very lucky.

This kind of inauspiciousness seems to be rigid, and I have never heard of it when I smell it.

But he still glanced out the window, just saw Xie Wen get into a red car, and leaned back in the seat.

Then these people? Gone? the driver asked.

When smelling: Hmm.

The driver hurriedly stuck his head out the window, took two sharp breaths, slammed down the butt of the cigarette, and then drove back to the city with the steering wheel.

***

The Baishi shed in Minghuafu Garden has been demolished, and this funeral that lasted for several days is over.

Aunt Liu lives in the front building and is known for being a warmhearted person.

She got out of the car and kept babbling and instructing, for fear that the two young people would not know how to behave in a disorderly manner: After a while, I will cross the brazier, and I will eat some red dates and white cakes. Move everything around, clean up.

Xia Qiao was still very shy, nodded and said, Thank you, Aunt.

If the two of you can't make it, just knock on the door and tell me, Auntie will help you, ah. Aunt Liu followed the team across the brazier and said, After cleaning everything, take a shower and then sleep. , you must take a shower.

Xia Qiao replied, Okay.

He was dazed and made every move. He would take whatever others put him in, and fill his mouth with whatever he was told to eat.

When he finally came back to his senses, he realized that the crowd had already dispersed, and he had returned home.

The room was empty, and he was also empty, as if he had lost his soul, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Suddenly, someone patted his head gently.

Xia Qiao covered the back of his head and turned his face to look over. He passed by him when he heard the news, his left thumb and forefinger were lightly twisting, not knowing what he was twisting.

Is there any incense left? Wen Shi glanced around.

Xia Qiao was stunned: Yes, do you want it?

Go and smoke one. Wen Shi said.

He always gave people a feeling of turning his face when things went wrong. Xia Qiao wanted to get close to him, but was a little afraid of him, so he hurriedly went to get it after receiving the order.

When he came back with a stick of incense, Xia Qiao asked, Is it okay to light incense, bro?

Come here. Wen Shi tilted his head toward the backyard, motioning him to open the door.

The backyard of the Shen family villa is very large and empty. In the past, Xia Qiao always wanted to buy some flowers and plants to display, but Shen Qiao always said leave some space, and he didn't know how to keep it.

When I smelled such a piece of open space, I didn't find it strange, but it was clear on my face.

So Xia Qiao suspected that the stay that Shen Qiao said before was reserved for him.

Give me the incense. Wen Shikong moved his fingers, motioning Xia Qiao to hand him something.

Xia Qiao obeyed obediently.

When he smelled it, he squatted down and let the incense ashes fall between his lightly twisted fingers.

Xia Qiao suddenly opened his eyes and saw what he could only see in the cage - the black smoke that was entangled in Shen Qiao's body and melted when he was smelled.

This is not... Xia Qiao widened his eyes.

He was still twisting his fingers when he smelled it, and there was not much smoke left, and he twisted it into a long strip, like a wooden branch.

He stretched out his hand, and the thing stood on the soil.

Somewhere there is a gust of wind, incense

Xiaqiao only rushed over, causing tears in his eyes, covering his face and coughing for a long time.