Chapter 145: Time Corridor (1)

Luo Jian finally remembered where this was. When he saw the man, his memory was swirling in his head, and he saw the thick, thick fields and fields, houses, and the doorstep of his old home. Dwarf willow. Watermark Advertisement Test Watermark Advertisement Test In that era, the road in front of the house had not been built, and the roads were stepped out of the mud by generations of people in a village, confirming the famous saying-there was no way to go here. When there are too many people, it becomes a road.
Yes, this place is the rural village where Luo Jian lived when he was a kid, the place where his grandmother stayed, and the small village where he lived with his cousin Luo Feng (later the ghost). Luo Jian started from about four or five His parents were sent to this rural place at the age of three, and after finishing elementary school in a nearby elementary school, he went to the big city after junior high school.
It was here that his cousin Luo Feng disappeared, completely disappeared from people's vision, and has disappeared to the present.
Here, it seems like the beginning of everything.
"How did I come here?" Luo Jian stared at the familiar house in front of him. At that time, the house was made of yellow bricks. The building is very old. Luo Jian remembered living here as a child. When it ’s raining, you have to put a few pots and pans in the house, because the bad roof tiles on top of your head ca n’t waterproof.
Water droplets make the house a sea of ​​ocean, and the cold weather makes grandma always hurt his legs. At that time, his cousin, who was 13 or 14 years old, would be busy working around the house, doing all the chores at home, and grandma would sit slowly in the house and choose vegetables. At that time, my grandmother had several acres of land, all of which were contracted out, so I could receive some spare money, and a few children could send me some money every month. Life was not particularly poor, but I could not eat any mountain or sea food.
Those days were actually a happy and joyful memory for Luo Jian at that time. Although he was not healthy when he was a kid, his cousin never disliked him, always took him to run around, and sprinkled with other children in the village Rolled, climbed the tree to dig out the bird's nest, touched the corn field of others to steal corn in the middle of the night, and picked the date trees planted by others; (Pingnan Literature Network)
At that time, Luo Jian's cousin took him to do the naughty child.
But no matter how happy the memory is now, in retrospect, it is a sadness for Luo Jian. He is no longer Luo Jian. He changed his skin and stood in this terrible place. Looking at the houses and people in the past, no one will recognize him. He will become a person who has no past or future. .
Luo Jian stood at the door of the old room for a long time, until there was a sound of milk and milk around him, and the child asked him, "Brother, what are you doing here?"
Luo Jian was dull, and touched the red umbrella in his hand, then stretched it out and let the handle of the umbrella rest on his shoulder. Then he bowed his head and looked at the little fart standing next to him.
It was a child about seven or eight years old. He was short and thin and had little blood on his face. A child who knew at a glance that he was sick. But the child seemed very energetic, holding a small basket in his hand, which contained some fruits, persimmons and dates.
Luo Jian knew that the fruit was given to the child by several people who planted fruit trees next door. I do n’t know if it was out of sympathy or something else, because although the sick child was sick, he was very cheerful and laughed. Very different.
"Brother, are you lost?" The child asked Luo Jian with wide eyes and innocently asked him when he didn't answer. Then the child looked at the fruit in his basket. He continued: "Brother Feng just asked I want persimmons, do you want them? "
Luo Jian couldn't help but smile at him, reached out and touched his head, and answered, "No, I don't want to eat persimmons."
Later, Luo Jian found that his arms were also very thin, he found that he was only half a head taller than the child in front of him, so he speculated about the age of his body, which might be ten to eleven or twelve. Not much bigger than the little fart in front of me.
"Then eat dates! The dates are delicious!" The child persisted in trying to get Luo Jian to eat something. He lifted up the basket in his hand and showed fresh fruits.
Luo Jian couldn't help laughing again, and just wanted to say something. At this time, a 14-year-old boy came out of the dilapidated house and shouted, "Ajian, who are you talking to?"
The child reached out to Luo Jian and said to the boy, "Talk to this brother ..."
The boy looked left and right, and somehow said, "No one."
The child was also stunned, and looked back at where Luo Jian was standing, but found that the little brother who had just laughed with him just now was missing ... No, it wasn't gone, it was just that the child couldn't see him now.
Little Jane scratched her head strangely and said to herself, "Well? What about that older brother?"
The boy came over. Although he was only fourteen years old, he was very tall, and squatted in front of his brother, and stroked Xiao Ajian's head. "Why is there any brother?"
"Yes!" Xiao A said simply and confidently. "There was just a moment ago ... well, a little older than me, my brother with a red umbrella is here!"
The young man laughed and teased him: "Is that so? It's terrible! It's sunny now! Who can hold an umbrella everywhere, and it's still a red umbrella, maybe a ghost!"
"That's not it!" Xiao Jane shook her head. "Brother cheating! Ghosts won't come out during the day!"
"How is this impossible?" The boy ... that is Luo Feng, continued to laugh, "Do you think that ghost is holding an umbrella in the daytime, not to block the sun?"
This really scared the child. Little Janeson flinched, looked around, and reached out to her cousin: "Brother hugs!"
Luo Feng immediately reached out and hugged the child. He was very strong, because he often did farm work and ate a lot. He grew tall and strong. He looked like a younger brother and wanted to hold the little fart in his arms Looks like going to heaven.
"Ajan, don't be afraid, my brother and I are positive, ghosts dare not come near ... well, this is what grandma said."
The two brothers walked into the room while talking, neither of them saw anyone standing behind them. Of course, it is actually visible, but the moment he saw it, he had forgotten his existence.
Therefore, Luo Jian could only hold the umbrella and looked at the brothers' back.
Luo Jian stood for a long time. He didn't know where to go, and there was no place to go. When he saw the door of this shabby house open, thinking about it, he stepped into the room. The yellow brick and mud-studded walls of this old era have uneven floors and potty grounds. There are wooden tables and wooden chairs at the entrance. Just now Ajan ’s fruit basket was on the table.
There is a sound of boiling water in the kitchen. When Luo Jian entered the door, he glanced and saw the two brothers squatting in the kitchen, judging their feet in a bucket in the kitchen. It is estimated that they went back to the pond and touched the fish to discuss how to cook. Yet.
Luo Jian narrowed his eyes and hooked his mouth. He skipped the kitchen and walked into the bedroom inside the house. He remembered that he lived in the same room as his cousin when he was a kid, because he was ill at that time and kicked again when he was young. The habit of quilts, in order to prevent Luo Jian from entering the hospital with a cold, his cousin always wakes up to quilt him in the middle of the night.
The structure of the old house is not different from Luo Jian's impression. It is better to say that he was evoked a lot of memories by this familiar house. The things that he gradually forgotten during the killing were slowly returned to his mind, but it felt like It's so far away that Luo Jian is now standing here, standing in the most beautiful time in memory.
Luo Jian put down his red umbrella. He walked to the small table in the room with elementary school textbooks on it. Luo Jian remembered that he always made excuses for not going to school because of physical reasons. Later he was all his My cousin tutored him ... Luo Feng's academic performance was actually very good, if he was not pulled into the back room later--
Now, it is estimated that he has made a name for himself, and has made a living in society, and has a perfect family and career.
Luo Jian reached out to touch the textbooks on the table, but before the hand touched the table, he heard a footstep rushing through the door. Luo Jian turned his head and Luo Feng ran in as a teenager. In the bedroom, however, I stumbled as soon as I entered the door, watching Luo Jian startled, "Who are you? Why come in our house?"
Luo Jian realized that he had put down the umbrella, and when he put down the umbrella, his ability would be temporarily eliminated, and naturally it would appear in front of others.
Let him forget.
Luo Jian thought. He is not a person of this age or a person of this world. He should not appear here, so it is best not to leave his own traces, let alone try to change the past. Eagle has warned Luo Jian many times to change the past, because once the past is changed, the future will certainly change with it.
Luo Jian originally wanted to make Luo Feng forget to see the scene of himself, but at this moment something has changed slightly, because Luo Feng suddenly shouted, "Ah, it is impossible that you are what my brother always said ... Little brother holding a red umbrella? "
Luo Feng laughed: "Who is your child from nearby? I haven't seen it before."
Luo Jian glanced at him, propped up his umbrella again, leaned on his shoulders, turned the handle of the umbrella, stared at Luo Feng's bright eyes, and said softly, "You haven't seen me."
Luo Feng smiled strangely: "How could I never meet you?"
Doesn't work? Instead, Luo Jian was surprised this time. He looked down and wondered if there was something wrong with him, but he hadn't waited for him to understand what was going on. Luo Feng had come towards him over there.
Probably it was to a familiar person, Luo Jian lowered his guard. He didn't mind Luo Feng's approach, and waited until he remembered the previous eagle said, 'If you go back, then don't let anyone touch you. body. ’At the time of this warning, it seemed a little too late, because Luo Feng had reached out and hugged Luo Jian whole.
A long-lost embrace.
Luo Jian didn't dare to move at that moment, and let Luo Feng hold him up. Speaking of Luo Jian's body, although he was only about ten years old, he was still very thin. Luo Feng picked him up without much effort.
Luo Feng touched his head, smiled happily, and said, "Are you here to play with my brother?"
Luo Jian still didn't speak, hesitated, sighed slightly, and tried again: "Luo Feng, you haven't seen me ... now, put me down and forget me."
This time the power seemed to finally work. Luo Feng was stunned for a while, then he put Luo Jian back on the ground, and turned away without saying a word. Luo Jian saw him go back to the kitchen, and started to tell his brother The topic of laughter was endless. 2k novel reading network