My heart suddenly sank, and I explained repeatedly: "This is not going to the market to buy vegetables, there is no room for bargaining."
"me……"
Xia Min started scratching her head and stamping her feet: "He has an older brother in his hometown."
"But he is mentally ill and has been in a mental hospital for more than ten years."
This mixed news made me a little confused.
After a while, I decided to take a gamble: "Can you guarantee that we are brothers?"
"able!"
"Then take it and try it."
I thought to myself that it was really not credible to say that there was a mental illness, but as long as the blood was pure, there should still be a chance.
I asked again: "When can I get him back at the earliest?"
"It's not that far, but you need to go through the formalities. It will take three days to come and go."
"Okay, then I'll wait for you for three days."
Anyway, her husband has been missing for a year, so it won’t be long now.
As she was talking, Xia Min's phone suddenly rang.
She then said a few words and looked up at me: "I still have to go to Xiaoyu's house."
"Xiaoyu's lover said he dreamed of me last night and wanted to tell me something."
Originally this was a matter of friends, but it was too coincidental.
I tried calling out my soul last night, and then Xiaoyu’s lover dreamed of him.
After hesitating for a moment, I also picked up my coat and said, "I'll go with you."
Xiaoyu's lover was half-kneeling on the ground, staring blankly at the pile of old clothes in front of him.
A group of people gathered around her, some comforted her and some sighed silently. Xia Min dodged and squeezed into the crowd, squatting next to Xiaoyu's lover.
"You're here."
Xiaoyu's lover forced out a haggard smile, and then slowly stood up.
"Let's talk somewhere else."
After saying that, Xiaoyu's lover looked around, turned back and pointed his eyes at me: "This..."
Xia Min quickly added: "It's with me."
"That's right, let's come together."
I seem to hear something else.
From the living room to the bedroom, Xiaoyu's lover locked the bedroom door and leaned heavily against the door.
"I dreamed about Xiaoyu last night. To be precise, it was a dream."
She looked up, then turned around and found a worn diary from under the bed.
"Xiaoyu said, the person I asked to go with Xia Min should be you, right?"
In the past few days, it was really just me and her.
I tilted my head to look at Xia Min and nodded: "It's me."
At this moment, all my attention is on that notebook. Xiaoyu is supporting his dream at this juncture. This thing is definitely very important.
Xiaoyu's lover took a deep breath: "He said everything you want to know is in this book."
"But, he said, just take a look and don't be curious."
I took the book over doubtfully, flipped through a few pages, and found that there were no words on it, but pencil drawings.
Pencils are inherently faded, and Xiaoyu's not-so-skilled skills make the whole picture very abstract.
I can't wait to put my eyes on it and carefully distinguish the paintings on it.
The first painting shows a crouching man with his hands stuck in the mud.
The second picture is still the same person, but with an extra hook in his hand and a heart-shaped thing in his left hand.
The style of the painting in the back becomes more and more weird, from a single person at the beginning to a group of people dancing in a circle.
I flipped through it for a long time, but I just felt confused.
If the thing was not handed to me in this situation, I would even think it was a stick figure of some child.
After a while, I closed the notebook and whispered, "What else did Xiaoyu say?"
"Why."
Asked this, Xiaoyu's lover's eyes turned red again: "He said someone kept calling him and he had to leave."
My heart suddenly sank and I quickly asked, "Do you remember the time you dreamed?"
She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then responded firmly: "It was 12:35 in the middle of the night when I woke up."
This time is the time for me to call out my soul outside!
In other words, last night I thought someone was trying to snatch Xiaoyu's soul from me, but in fact it was him who was giving his wife a dream.
And Xiaoyu said that when someone called him, it was me who was calling him!
After experiencing so many things, I have never cursed God. Only this time, I wanted to curse the street so much.
After struggling for so long, I finally got a reliable clue. In the end, I had to play it for myself.
How can anyone be so playful with people?
