At breakfast the next day, Wei Zhiyuan said to Mrs. Song and Xiaobao, "The teacher will keep me for remedial lessons these two nights, so I'll be back later, so don't wait for me to eat."
Mrs. Song and Xiao Bao didn't suspect a thing, after all, compared to Wei Qian's scary history of breaking the law, Wei Zhiyuan is a good student in the traditional sense of the word, knows what he's doing, is clean and tidy, abides by the rules, has strong self-control, and never does anything out of the ordinary - in Xiao Bao's school, Wei Zhiyuan's excellence is also well known.
So Mrs. Song heard, immediately turned the focus of the attack on the object of Xiaobao said: "Hear not, with your brother they learn, your big brother is a college student, your little brother also represent the school to participate in the competition, you?"
Po said without pressure, "Let them go, I'll watch the house."
Old Mrs. Song raised her spatula to hit her, Song Xiaobao was like a little monkey, leaping to the door in three or two steps, doggedly opening the door for Wei Zhiyuan, nodding her head and saying, "Second brother, after you."
Wei Zhiyuan nodded his head very much in the style of everyone, picked up the car keys, and walked out in front of her, Song Xiaobao bumblingly followed, like a little eunuch in the saddle, turning back to spit out his tongue at Old Mrs. Song.
Due to the fact that the growth of her physical body was less anxious than the old bear's rate of speech, and Wei Zhiyuan was growing too eagerly, the two, despite appearing to be about the same age in the beginning, now seemed to have literally widened the age gap.
Old Mrs. Song angrily threw down the spatula and scolded Xiao Bao, "Rotten mud can't stick to the wall, alas, unproductive thing!"
That night, Wei Zhiyuan really didn't come back until nearly eight o'clock, Mrs. Song had already gone to work for a hot pot restaurant, Song Xiaobao poked his head out of the house, "Second brother, back? There's food in the kitchen, and Grandma left you two hard-boiled eggs in the pot!"
Wei Zhiyuan "hmm", opened the pot to see that there is only one.
Song Xiaobao hastily added, "I stole one!"
Wei Zhiyuan: "......"
Song Xiaobao laughed "Hehehe", "Right, I'll show you this!"
After she finished, she ran to the living room, and fished out a crumpled postcard from under the glass cushion of the coffee table, sent from Qinghai, with Wei Qian's somewhat faded handwriting on it, the time was still a month ago, probably he happened to pass by when he was in a good mood, and listened to whoever had said something, and bought it to send it back to coax them to play with it.
Unfortunately, he did not even coax seriously coaxing, after writing the mailing address, not even a sentence, just drew two small turtles, a bald head to represent the male turtle, a flower on the head to represent the female turtle, the two turtles obediently stayed together to play, contains all the big brother sent back the message - Wei Zhiyuan and Song Xiaobao, you two pups at home! Stay well and be honest.
The "God Turtle Man" was tireless in destroying people, and unknowingly had a profound influence on Wei Qian's aesthetic and artistic cells.
...... He has fallen in a lifelong love of drawing little kingpins for nothing.
Wei Zhiyuan heart can not help but jump, Wei Qian has been more than half a month without news, Xiaoyuan inexplicably remembered the hand stained with the smell of flower water, can not help but ask: "He did not call?"
"No," Song Xiaobao said, "Second Brother, is there dried yak meat in Qinghai? Is it good?"
Wei Zhiyuan sighed, giving up on normal communication with her, "Why do you just know how to eat."
"Aiya, you don't learn to talk like big brother, it's not like you learn, it should be like this-" Song Xiaobao waved his hand, then slumped his face, argued a cross-eyed expression, lowered his voice, and said in a short and fierce tone, " Little brat, just know how to eat!"
Her mimicry ability grew with each passing day, and was exquisite. Wei Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh along with Xiao Bao, the look of her big brother's stern face lecturing the little girl was almost close at hand.
When Xiaobao went back to the house, Wei Zhiyuan sat down, took out his secret notebook, filled in a few words after "meat processing plant", "warehouse manager, three shifts", and then made a complete copy of the duty schedule from memory.
While other teenagers' first secret written in a book is usually about Mu Shao Ai, Wei Zhiyuan's first secret notebook is a creepy record of a person's entire trail.
With the passage of time, Wei Zhiyuan's information about that perverted man's name, family situation, work schedules, habits, and so on, had been so detailed as to be shocking to the eye.
At the beginning, Wei Zhiyuan only on the community activity center to keep an eye on, but the female teacher leading the team, although young, but look very strict, perverts have only been able to watch from afar, did not go into the past. After "June 1", the children who rehearsed finished their performances and stopped going.
The pervert seemed resigned, but there was nothing he could do about it; he wouldn't dare do anything in the presence of an adult, even if it was just a young girl as skinny as a bird. The man had hung around the neighborhood for a few days after that.
Wei Zhiyuan had been secretly observing him, however, tracking or recording, he had only collected this information in passing at this point, and had not yet figured out what he should do, he was not Wei Qian's kind of glaring, murderous and impatient temper, and was used to convincing himself in advance of doing anything.
Wei Zhiyuan closed the notebook, locked and hidden, and then stared at the cup of drinking water for a while - the cup is the big brother's, Wei Zhiyuan actually have their own cup, but he does not like to use, always like to rub the big brother's water to drink, the same bland cold white water, he seems to be able to big brother's cup to drink out of the flavor.
Wei Qian never cared about this kind of trivial matter of chicken and garlic, just let him drink ...... but drink it and pour it again, or he will be scolded.
He could hardly restrain himself from remembering a lot of things related to Wei Qian, while getting more and more angry with his big brother.
Wei Zhiyuan decided to use silent cold violence against that big brother who thought he was an adult to rebel to the end, even if his big brother called again, he absolutely did not answer.
However, most of the month really passed, but Wei Qian did not make a single phone call, following that postcard, no news came back.
The weather is getting hotter.
Even Old Lady Song couldn't hold back and took the initiative to let Song Xiaobao call Wei Qian's cell phone - in Old Lady Song's perception, the phone bill, a cost incurred out of sight and out of mind, made her cringe, and as long as the house wasn't on fire, she didn't use the phone, and wouldn't let anyone else use it.
But it didn't connect. Wei Qian turned off the phone.
Mrs. Song was anxious and immediately had to go upstairs to find SanFat. In her eyes, although Wei Qian is a son of a bitch who talks like a gavel, he is also the pillar of the family, the pillar is gone, she does not know who to talk to except SanFat.
Wei Zhiyuan, however, calmly stopped her, "It's useless to look for him, Third Brother will at most make a few more calls, if Xiao Bao can't get through, can he?"
Mrs. Song tilted her head at the boy who was already taller than her, "So what do you say?"
Wei Zhiyuan thought for a moment, "Who did you say my brother went with again? The guy who runs the pharmacy?"
Mrs. Song nodded her head in a six-fold manner.
Wei Zhiyuan: "You give me the address."
That day happened to be the weekend, Wei Zhiyuan took the postcard that Wei Qian finally sent back, took the address given to him by Mrs. Song, and rode his bike to Old Xiong's pharmacy, he was calm as if he was solving a mathematical problem with tedious steps, one step pushed one step, methodical, and calm to the point of abnormality.
When Old Mrs. Song also calmed down, she looked at the obviously wilted Xiao Bao, and thought about that teenager's unperturbed face, but her heart started to feel a little bad.
Shouldn't a normal person be disoriented when someone close to them loses news and doesn't return from a long absence?
Even if it is just six gods for a while what ...... Wei Zhiyuan s reaction is far beyond the level of his age, but Song Laotai can t help but be a little cold.
She used to find the boy eloquent and benevolent, but now she had to begin to suspect that he had no human feelings.
Wei Zhiyuan all the way to find the old bear's pharmacy, according to the old bear's urine, this clerk and a temporary hired short-term workers, the face of a person to play multiple roles in the pharmacy is maladaptive, a question three don't know.
Wei Zhiyuan and he asked for the old bear's contact information, and said a few good words, using the store's phone to call the old bear, the other side is also off.
Wei Zhiyuan's heart seems to have sunk a stone, cold and heavy, it seems to fall his three souls and seven souls together, he had to force himself to do the right thing by pulling hard and that heavy stone.
The teenager and the clerk struggled to communicate for a long time, and finally, the clerk remembered that there was a sheet of personal information about the owner in the drawer, which seemed to have an emergency contact in addition to a contact address and a means of communication.
In this way, Wei Zhiyuan found Old Bear's wife.
However, the moment the phone was connected, an anxious female voice came from inside, asking indiscriminately, "Old Bear? Is it Old Bear?"
With one sentence, she completely wiped out the hope in Wei Zhiyuan's heart.
At this point, Wei Zhiyuan knew that his elder brother had really lost contact.
From the drugstore, Wei Zhiyuan went straight to the police station to report the case, a policewoman on duty saw him as a half-grown child, more patiently asked him many specifics.
However, Wei Zhiyuan did not know anything about the situation - Wei Qian only called a few days after he had just left, but due to Wei Zhiyuan's gambling and refusal to talk to him, Wei Qian at most teased Xiaobao for a few sentences, and grandma accounted for a peace, and hung up in a few words, and each time he left a message that was pitifully small.
Wei Zhiyuan had to take out the postcard and show it to the policewoman, who took it, scrutinized the postmark and date, and shook her head, "Brother, we can be subjected to
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Reason, can also help you check where he was at the time according to the itinerary and date recorded on this, but it's very likely that he was just passing through and didn't go missing here, you understand, right? You don't even know when and where the person disappeared, and the hope that we can find it is very slim, so you have to be prepared for that."
For a moment, Wei Zhiyuan looked at her with an expression that appeared dazed and overwhelmed, as if he was blindsided by the sudden change of events, yet it was only for a short while before he restrained himself and withdrew his gaze.
The policewoman observed something through his reaction and asked gently, "Do you have any other adults at home?"
"There's only a grandmother, very old." Wei Zhiyuan looked back and lowered his eyes, while then paused, "Thank you, sister."
After saying that, Wei Zhiyuan stood up and left, having done everything he could think of.
There's nothing more to be done.
Wei Zhiyuan rode his bike home at an even speed, and when he reached a deserted place halfway down the road, he suddenly reached out without warning and braked the car with his foot on the ground, and then slowly bent down, lying on the handlebars and burying his face in the middle of his arm.
Teenagers grow dramatically and appear to be thin back bent into a taut bow, Wei Zhiyuan finally could not hold that stone in his heart, let it fall straight down, smashed him from the liver, gallbladder, lungs and heart has been painful to the heart.
"What should I do?"
In a daze, his heart seemed to have changed from a mess of shouts from ten directions, gradually turning into the silence of the silent world, and then only such an unanswered question remained.
Big brother went so far.
What if he really just ...... just ...... never comes back?
The vast, boundless distance, and the hope of a firefly like a bean.
Since his birth, "powerlessness" has seemed to permeate every day of his life.
Wei Zhiyuan didn't push his way home until the news broadcast that night, and Xiaobao and Old Mrs. Song were busy raising their heads together and looking at him blearily.
Mrs. Song asked, "How was it?"
Wei Zhiyuan walked to the middle of the living room with a wooden expression and sat squarely on the sofa.
He logically recounted what he'd done and heard throughout the afternoon before clearing his throat and lifting his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Grandma and Bo's faces.
Wei Zhiyuan softly and slowly said his subsequent decision, "Now we have no other way, we can only wait for the news, if my brother ...... then after that it is me who will withdraw from school to support the family."
Old Mrs. Song jumped up violently and stomped the ground with her feet in a hurry: ''Blah blah blah! Counter-arguments, children's words are reckless! What is the little brat talking nonsense about?"
"Grandma." Wei Zhiyuan straightened his spine and looked at her quietly, "I heard that when my brother's parents were gone, he was about the same age as I am now, from now on, what he can do, I can do, and what he can carry on his back for his family, I can carry on my back, don't you worry."
Mrs. Song stared at him blankly.
Xiao Bao's eyes suddenly red, blinking, tears "snap" fell, she gently pulled Wei Zhiyuan said: "Second brother, anyway, I'm not good at learning, let me drop out of school, I can still think of myself as a rat fell into the rice vat."
Wei Zhiyuan's gaze fell on her, and then he seemed to be following the actions of someone in his memory, somewhat awkwardly and unskillfully reaching out his hand and gently placing it on top of Xiao Bao's head.
He said, "What can you do? You look so little and have no strength, you'll get bullied if you leave school."
Bao somehow cried even harder at those words.
"My brother has fought for his life to get this far, as long as he still has a breath, he'll definitely be back before he reports for school - don't cry, it's fine." Wei Zhiyuan finished this sentence unhurriedly, while then squeezing out a not-so-successful smile and turning to his grandmother, "In the future, if it's dark or windy or rainy, I'll ride my bike to pick you up and drop you off."
Wei Zhiyuan did his best to regulate the atmosphere of the family and to become a new pillar of support.
Yet when the dead of night came, he sat alone behind his little desk and couldn't figure out how his big brother had managed to bring up Bao back in the day and hold up such a leaky home all around.
When he was a young man, he used to talk a lot, often let out the words "to support the family", but now he finally far away from the dependence, a deep fear from the bottom of his heart, but almost crushed him.
More terrified than when he had wandered around in his early childhood in a haze of ignorance and with only a little natural resourcefulness and luck, more terrified than when he had confronted perverts with a steel pipe, and even more terrified than when he had followed his big brother in his cautious flight for his life.
Because he can't be clueless, he can't clutch his heart and do things on impulse with a little bit of fervor, and he doesn't have that one person to look forward to anymore.
There was Grandma on top, Xiao Bao on the bottom, he had to take care of them, and there was also Asako's mother living at a snail's pace in the short bungalow across the street, and Big Brother wouldn't allow himself to leave her behind.
He felt an almost dark pressure.
Wei Zhiyuan took a deep breath and silently asked himself in his heart, "What would my brother do?"
He leaned back in his chair, trying to calm his heaving mind, and began a long reminiscence of all things Wei Qian.
Wei Zhiyuan was like carefully scrutinizing a math problem, meticulously extrapolating all the bits and pieces of life that were needed, one by one, thinking about what to do about it.
And despite his worst preparations, Wei Zhiyuan still refused to admit in his heart that Wei Qian had disappeared for no reason, and he always firmly believed that even if he wouldn't come this summer, his big brother would surely come back before the next fall came.
It was as if it had become the last straw floating in his heart.
Turning near the final exams, Wei Zhiyuan will still run to the police station every day, but he will occasionally get a lunch box of dumplings or pies, but did not get a bit of news about the big brother.
Every time he returned from a disappointment, Wei Zhiyuan would feel that he had been pushed to the brink of a near-collapse.
The return trip happened to be through a remote section of road near a small school, it was already very late in the day, Wei Zhiyuan was caught off guard and saw that pervert again - due to his family's affairs, he hadn't had the energy to follow up for a long time.
The pervert was seen holding a couple of roadside-bought lollipops and was bending over a six or seven year old boy.
The little boy, who looked dull and probably a little slow intellectually, and for whom the man's speech was too fast, was somewhat half-intelligible, but instinctively sensed that the other was a little ill-intentioned, and could not help taking a step backward.
The pervert reached out his salty hand to grab the kid's shoulder, and just then he was suddenly hit hard from behind.
Wei Zhiyuan acted as if he couldn't brake the car and knocked him aside, saying coldly, "A good dog doesn't block the road."
He has grown up too much, coupled with the black light, the other party did not recognize him at all, only to be suddenly crashed through, a little panicked to the side to shrink a little, Wei Zhiyuan bent down to pick up the little boy, thrown on the crossbar of the car, impatiently said, "Sit down and change to move around."
Then drove him straight out.
The little boy was really slow to react, riding out a long way before he looked at Wei Zhiyuan blankly and said, "Big brother, I don't recognize you."
Wei Zhiyuan: "I don't know you either."
This kind of conversation was beyond the little guy's intellect, his eyes widened and he didn't know what to say, Wei Zhiyuan kept riding out of the narrow hutong before placing him at the intersection of the downtown area, "Let's go."
The anxiety and despair of not being able to find his big brother, and the pressure brought on by the family he was about to face, finally ignited the negative emotions Wei Zhiyuan had long suppressed in his heart.
And the events of this night made Wei Zhiyuan think he had found a reason - he decided to get that man killed.
It was as if it had to be this way for him to get back a little of the control over his life that his powerless hands had.