Liang Zhe woke up from the floor. In the past five years, he woke up from the floor countless times. Often, he would sleep on the sofa or in bed, but when he woke up, he would always be on the floor. The floor was hard. It was cold and uncomfortable.
He climbed up from the floor and shook his groggy head. As he regained consciousness, the pain in his teeth hit him. He found the painkillers, picked out two of them with trembling fingers, swallowed them mixed with last night's beer, and then went out. .
He went to Pang Yi's house and slammed the door hard.
My wife stayed here last night.
The door opened, and Pang Yi stood inside the door holding a mop and wearing an apron. Pang Yi was pale, with blue lips and dark eye circles. He looked very weak. After seeing Liang Zhe, Pang Yi saw a pair of fish behind his lenses. His eyes widened for an instant, but then narrowed again. He squinted at Liang Zhe and asked calmly, "What are you doing?"
Liang Zhe lowered his head and checked his wife's phone. The AirDrop contact was empty.
He Ranran's scolding came from the living room. Liang Zhe looked over and saw He Ranran sitting on the sofa. A thin young man stood in front of the sofa with his head lowered and his hands lowered. He was receiving education. The young man turned his head and looked around. He happened to be with Liang Zhe. Zhe's eyes met, and Liang Zhe saw that the young man looked aggrieved, and that look seemed to be asking him for help.
"Is there anyone there?" Liang Zhe shouted inward.
"Who are you looking for?" He Ranran walked to the entrance.
Liang Zhe checked his cell phone, but still didn't see his wife. He pushed Pang Yi away and walked straight in, turning a blind eye to He Ranran at the entrance. He stood in the living room and shouted, "Is there anyone there? I'm Liang Zhe!"
He Ranran frowned: "Everyone is here, who are you looking for?!"
Liang Zhe turned a deaf ear and quickly walked into the bedroom and called out again, and then went to the balcony and called out again, but still couldn't see his wife. He opened the closet and took a look, then returned to the living room, opened all the doors and windows, and checked in turn, but still couldn't see his wife.
He Ranran followed Liang Zhe: "Are you crazy? If you do this again, I will call the police."
Liang Zhe suddenly turned around and held He Ranran's shoulders: "Have you gone out this morning?"
He Ranran saw Liang Zhe's eyeballs were blood red, and she said, "Come out, Pang Yi went to buy groceries."
Liang Zhe left like a gust of wind and ran back to his home. He searched inside and outside the door, but couldn't find his wife. He then ran upstairs, where Deng Zhongquan was directing the people of the moving company to move. He quickly searched for his wife at Deng Zhongquan's house. After checking it again, with Deng Zhongquan’s acquiescence, he unpacked all the packed boxes, but his wife was still nowhere to be seen.
When he walked out of Deng Zhongquan's house, a familiar feeling of panic arose spontaneously.
A chill ran through his body, he shivered, and he crossed his arms tightly.
A hand was put on his shoulder and he quickly turned around. It was Deng Zhongquan.
"What happened?" Deng Zhongquan asked with concern.
Liang Zhe ignored Deng Zhongquan. He hurriedly went downstairs, opened the door to his room, and sat at the door. After waiting for more than an hour, his wife still did not appear. He realized that he could not wait any longer. His wife was either lost or trapped. The longer time goes on, the slimmer the hope of coming back. He must take action to save his wife.
He shouted in the corridor, one floor after another. At first, he only called his own name. Later, he no longer hesitated and directly called Meng Xiaoyao's name. He called and searched the entire building. , he didn’t see his wife, so he went downstairs to look for her in the community. He thought his wife might be lost in a corner of the community.
There was a drizzle in the sky.
While calling for Meng Xiaoyao, he ran dirty on the path, constantly getting into flower beds and bushes, and rummaging around in dark corners when he saw them. His abnormal behavior quickly attracted people's attention, and someone recognized him from his unshaven appearance. He was the Liang Zhe whose son disappeared five years ago and whose wife died a month ago. People looked at him from a distance and avoided him from a distance. An old man on crutches heard him calling Meng Xiaoyao and knew that Meng Xiaoyao was his wife who died not long ago.
"He is an idiot." The old man said with red eyes, "Infatuated people are often pitiful."
"I think he is crazy." A young man said, "He should be sent to a mental hospital."
The rain was getting heavy, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed like birds and beasts. A security guard tried to persuade Liang Zhe, but Liang Zhe pushed him away. He stood blankly in the rain, looking around at the swaying flowers and leaves in the rain. It suddenly seemed like he was back five years ago, when he was there. The scene of calling his son on the mountaintop on a rainy night. He couldn't let the same thing happen again. He couldn't lose his wife a second time.
"Meng Xiaoyao, where are you -" He raised his head and shouted to the sky. The rapid rain fell on his face, and his voice was blocked by the rain. He worked up his strength and sent his voice away again.
"Honey, where are you -" He walked forward in a circle, his whole body soaked by the rain, and his wet hair covered his forehead, blocking his sight. He pushed his hair to the sides, revealing his weathered face.
His feet slipped and he fell to the ground. He looked at the stones under him in ecstasy, just like those stones five years ago. He picked up one and put it in front of his eyes to look at it. The corner of his mouth trembled twice, revealing a sad look. wry smile.
A pair of feet came to him and helped him up. It was a thin young man wearing thick glasses. The young man's timid expression was erratic in the rain. The young man said softly: "Uncle Liang, are you okay?"
Liang Zhe took a closer look and recognized Pang Jinjin. In his impression, Pang Jinjin was always the same thin appearance as he was five years ago, wearing glasses and taciturn. Today, Pang Jinjin is more than a head taller than five years ago, but even thinner. Like a bamboo pole, the lenses of his glasses are much thicker, but the timid expression on his face remains the same as before.
"Yangyang..." Liang Zhe pressed Pang Jinjin's shoulders, "Yangyang should be as tall as you."
Pang Jinjin frowned and turned his head to look to the other side.
"Jinjin..." Liang Zhe observed Pang Jinjin's face, "Are you hiding something from me?"
Pang Jinjin turned around and glanced at Liang Zhe with his usual nervous and timid look.
At this time, a stern shout rang out, and He Ranran was standing not far away holding an umbrella. Pang Jinjin broke away from Liang Zhe's hand and ran towards He Ranran. After Liang Zhe saw Pang Jinjin coming to He Ranran, He Ranran pulled Pang Jinjin under the umbrella. Half of He Ranran's body was soaked by the rain, and the two of them quickly disappeared in the rain curtain.
Liang Zhe continued to look for Meng Xiaoyao and continued to shout Meng Xiaoyao's name.
His shouts echoed throughout the community, as if calling for a spirit.
Many people opened the windows from upstairs and stood in front of the windows to watch him in the rain. People were either disgusted, angry, melancholy, or sympathetic. They felt various emotions from Liang Zhe's shouts, but They didn't know the meaning behind Liang Zhe's cry, and they had no way of understanding Liang Zhe's lonely and desperate mood at this moment.
Liang Zhe searched around the community three times, and finally came to the small square covered in mud and sat on a bench.
There was no one in the originally lively small square. Colorful sports equipment stood quietly, including slides, swings, climbing frames, and a merry-go-round. He saw a blue ball under the merry-go-round. He got up and walked over. He picked up the ball and looked up at the wooden horse. He remembered that one of Yangyang's favorite sports was riding the wooden horse, and he could ride it at the age of two. This was a place where their family of three often played together, leaving many good memories.
He rode on the wooden horse and leaned his head against the pole of the wooden horse. He suddenly felt very tired and couldn't lift his head. He just rode the wooden horse, hugged the pole, and squinted for a while. He regained some strength, took out his phone to check, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his wife's phone model appeared in the airdrop contacts. He immediately sent a text to his wife, but she did not reply. He jumped off the Trojan horse and texted his wife Send the text and shout out to Meng Xiaoyao.
Finally, with a dinging sound, my wife sent a text: I am here.
Looking at these three words, Liang Zhe cried with joy, and his tears flowed down with the rain.
The wife then sent a text: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come out privately.
Liang Zhe quickly said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you are still here..."
My wife sent another text: I followed Pang Yi out in the morning. When I passed by the small square, I saw many children. I listened to their laughter like Yangyang’s laughter. Then I sat on the row of chairs and looked at those children. , I wish Yangyang was among them, and then I felt like I fell asleep. I don’t know what happened next. If I hadn’t heard your shout, if it hadn’t been for the phone prompt, maybe I would never wake up.
Liang Zhe said with lingering fear: "Just wake up..."
The wife sent a text: Fortunately you didn’t give up, thank you, husband.
His wife's words filled Liang Zhe with strength. He nodded and said, "I won't give up. I know you are waiting for me somewhere. I also know Yangyang is waiting for me somewhere. I will If I find you, I will also find Yangyang.”
My wife sent a text: “Together, we will definitely find Yangyang.
Liang Zhe took his wife back home. On the way, someone heard him talking to himself in the air, making people even more convinced that he was crazy. After returning home, Liang Zhe took a shower and changed his clothes. Maybe he caught a cold. He was shivering all over and sneezing constantly. He took some cold medicine randomly, wrapped himself in a quilt, and sent messages to his wife in bed. When he learned that He Ranran's family was still going to attend Deng Zhongquan's housewarming dinner, he decided to go too and wait and see what would happen.
In the afternoon, he felt better and got up to cook a bowl of clear soup noodles.
He set the dishes and chopsticks across the dining table and filled a glass of wine for his wife.
He drank wine with his face and drank with his wife in the distance. He vaguely seemed to see his wife's voice and smile.
At night, he had a splitting headache, hot and cold. He didn't sleep at all in the first half of the night. He finally fell asleep in the second half of the night, but nightmares came frequently. He sent a text to his wife: My dear, don't leave me again, okay. ?
A moment later, my wife sent a text: I will never leave you again.
Later, the wife sent another text: I love you, husband.
The mobile phone screen illuminated Liang Zhe's face, reflecting a reddish light. In the past five years since Yangyang disappeared, he had not heard his wife say "I love you", nor had he said "I love you" to his wife. "You", although they help each other and care about each other, they inevitably blame and anger each other in their hearts, as evidenced by those unprovoked quarrels.
Warm tears flowed from Liang Zhe's eyes, and he sent a text to his wife: I love you too, wife.
He hugged his phone and finally fell asleep.
