He left the next morning and left an envelope on the table. When he opened it, he found a lot of stuff in it.
Told me to eat well, told me to wash my clothes and fold them and put them in the closet. Told me to smile more, otherwise I would easily scare people. Told me not to be picky about food, to eat more nutritious things, and not to drink Coca-Cola all the time. He said that he could no longer steal, nor could he rob the rich and give to the poor. It was illegal. If anything happened, he could go to the police, and he had to persuade people with virtue, and then there was a page of legal education.
I frowned and read line by line, and I finally wrote my brother's address. Maybe his handwriting was sore when he wrote it here. After all, the letter paper was quite big, and he was verbose so much that the last word was a little shaky. I made sure to take good care of his younger brother, and wrote down my bank card password, saying that my wife was already in it, so I could save some money, and she would ask me for it when she came back in the future.
One last sentence: Forget it, you better not wrong yourself, take good care of my brother, eat well, wear good clothes, feed my brother a little taller, I am a bit too short, if I were not so picky about food when I was a child, Maybe I'm as tall as you, hehe! If I lose my wife, I can still earn more, but if I become short, it will happen for a lifetime. Feed my brother well!
I twitched the corner of my mouth, looked at the bank card attached to the envelope, packed it up, and left.
Before I left, I went to the police station and spoke to the chief. The chief looked at me with a complicated expression and told me that I didn’t need to tell him the address of my little policeman brother. He said that since he only told me the address, he only wanted me to know it. I don't want to tell anyone either.
I had a headache because of his string of words, so I simply didn’t think about it and didn’t say anything.
The place where the little policeman and his brother lived was really a remote place with eighteen bends on the mountain road. It was a small village with nice scenery. It was said that there were many medicinal herbs on the mountain and everyone in the village knew medical skills. Just a few of them in the village were miracle doctors. The nearby villages will go to seek medical advice if they have any problems. Several villages also respect that village very much and will send any good things to the people in their villages to try.
These were what I heard from the big brother next to me on the bus. It was so magical that he said that the village was full of living gods.
There was also a trace of longing in my heart, but unfortunately, in this life, beautiful things do not belong to me. After all, I still did not see that beautiful village because the car I was riding in overturned.
A car of people fell into the cliff, and no bones were left.
When I woke up again, I came to a truck and saw an old man bullying women and beating his daughter. I should have ignored the matter, but I didn't know why I felt irritable and suddenly felt angry.
The young policeman said that he shouldn't hit people, but he also said that if you draw a sword to help when you encounter difficulties and follow the right path, you can be regarded as a gentleman in his words.
I stepped forward and stopped the man. The man's mouth was dirty, so I subdued him. After all, the little policeman said that you must convince people with virtue.
I imitated a little policeman and asked him what his name was. He said his name was Li Liguo, which was funny. Is this kind of person worthy of being called Liguo? It's not bad enough to harm the country.
The clothes were a bit tight, so I unzipped the coat and unbuttoned two buttons. Li Liguo suddenly shrank like a mouse seeing a cat. I frowned and suddenly remembered that the clothes were dirty two days ago and I had no choice but to change them inside. Get the blue police uniform shirt left by the little policeman. He was so precious about the police uniform that he washed it every day after wearing it. The clothes were always clean and neat, and he didn't even take them with him when he left.
He was short and his clothes were a little too small. At this moment, I felt a little panicked and subconsciously unbuttoned two buttons, which made people misunderstand me as a policeman.
Seeing the eyes of the people around me suddenly full of hope and enthusiasm, I had an awkward cold expression. At this time, a man in strange clothes walked up to me, with a playful smile, which made me look annoyed.
Li Liguo still wanted to grab the man, but his leg was broken by a crutch. That crutch surprised me. This man is very strong, beyond imagination. Is this really the strength that humans can achieve?
The man introduced himself as the conductor, and then rambled on for a long time. I was a little confused and thought that if the little policeman was here, the two of them would become close friends. It was like meeting an old friend in a foreign land. There were too many words, so I listened briefly. Anyway, I guess it meant that I would live here in the future.
Although I don't care, I promised the little policeman that I would take care of his younger brother. How could I break my promise? But the conductor left after saying that and disappeared behind the door in an instant, without giving anyone a chance to ask questions.
However, I committed an occupational disease and stole something from him. He didn't seem to notice it. I put the thing in my pocket and prepared to look at it somewhere where no one was.
After the train conductor left, people gathered around me and wanted to talk to me, calling police, but I frowned irritably and had a cold face.
Suddenly I saw a little girl in the opposite corner. She was small, thin and frail, fair and beautiful, and she was pleasing to the eye. I didn't know her, but when I saw her, I just thought of someone.
Once my brain starts thinking about the past, it hurts so much that the pain prevents me from continuing to think about it.
However, the little girl seemed to be very vigilant, her eyes were calm and emotionless, she huddled herself into a ball, her sense of presence was very low, and the few people around her did not discuss her with her.
The people around me were chattering around me, and I was a little irritated. I seemed to have seen this kind of scene before. I threw away the group of people and got up to talk to her.
But suddenly there was a burst of music in the air, and then a mechanical electronic sound, saying that the game was about to start.
I frowned. It seemed I could only wait until the game was over before I could find her. I hoped we were in the same game, so I might be able to invite her to join me.
I always feel like something is missing in my memory lately. I don't like this feeling. Maybe I can remember more things by contacting her.
But for such a young girl, she doesn’t know where her family members are. I hope she won’t be bullied.
Like...huh? Like who?
What did I just want to say?
I felt dizzy and closed my eyes. When I opened them again, it was already an antique town. I was standing in front of a brick wall.
The chill poured into my limbs, and my clothes were thin and worn. This feeling was very familiar, as if I had experienced this situation before.
This feeling of calm made me very confused. The past seemed to be covered with a veil. This haziness made me feel calm before, but it made me feel irritable after the little policeman didn't come back for a long time.
A feeling of powerlessness after losing an important person condensed in my heart. It was so heavy that I couldn't breathe. I wanted to think of the past.
Lowering his head, next to him was the little girl in the carriage just now. Although she seemed to have suddenly become smaller, she could still be easily recognized.
Maybe, with her, I can recall something more?
The game has begun.
