Chapter 102:

An hour later, Yang Shengfei took the mother's hand into the test room. He obviously didn't tell the truth, so Mother Yang walked and looked at her surroundings, constantly asking in a low voice: "Son, what are you doing to take me to the TV station? They are all staring at us, what's going on? Your police The Bureau engages in activities? Invite family members to participate? "
Several staff members gathered around to wear a headset and radio for Yang.
It can be seen that she is the kind of relatively rebellious woman. Although she is full of doubts, she has not raised any objections, but she is rigidly letting everyone fiddle. Her temples were already pale, her eyes were very muddy, and her face was covered with crisscross wrinkles. Although she was only in her fifties, she looked as old as those in her sixties or seventies. She is very haggard, but this haggard is not because of fatigue, but a sense of world weariness that emanates from the bones, and is a unique feature of the unrequited person.
She was shoved by her son to the round table, face to face with a young man, her eyes could not help but appear nervous and helpless. The young man was extremely handsome, and his face was glowing white under the light of the light, but his eyes were not half bright, but pure black and heavy. This black sink is like a deep spit, intoxicating and suffocating.
Mother Yang only glanced at the young man and panicked. She asked anxiously: "Son, what are you doing? What are you going to shoot with so many cameras? Xiaozhuang, are you there? What program do you record at the police station?" She tried A smile squeezed out, but the crisscross wrinkles cut the smile, and it was even uglier than crying.
Yang Shengfei hurriedly squeezed the captain's eyes, but Zhuang Zhen seemed to not receive his signal. He said bluntly: "Auntie, we are recording a program here. Have you seen" The World of Strange People "? A Fei couldn't catch the murderer of that year and was ready to find Ask the psychic. "
"What? Looking for the murderer on TV?" Mother Yang's gentle and sympathetic expression instantly turned into a strong resistance: "No, no, not on TV! No looking for the killer, our family has no murderer! There is only one son in our family, and no one was killed. Kill, no! I want to go, I have to go, I do n’t want to record the show! Whoever wants to find the murderer, I have only one son, no murderer! All the people in our family are good! "
Her car wheels generally said these words, and repeatedly stressed that she had only one son, and the daughter who died in the rainy night seemed to be forgotten by her.
Yang Shengfei pressed her shoulders, almost crying and said, "Mom, can you sit down? We asked what happened that year. We helped my sister find out who killed her and let her squint."
"You don't have a sister!" The muttering young mother suddenly screamed suddenly. This sound was so loud, harsh, and sharp that everyone covered her ears, and the loudspeaker squealed from the microphone, and a long hissing sound appeared in the speaker. It came from another space, and it seemed that something suddenly burst.
Song Nuan was so scared that he paled, and he quickly asked the assistant to check on the headset and radio that Mother Yang wore. But these people were pushed away hard before they approached. She shouted hysterically: "Don't touch me, you go away, I don't record any programs, I don't find any murderers, I have only one son, I don't have a daughter! Drive away! "
Her haggard face was a bit daunting at this moment, and her turbid eyes were also stained with crimson, as if stimulated to go crazy. She pushed around and torn around like a headless fly. The staff began to be scared. While appeasing her, she glanced at Yang Shengfei with her eyes, and wanted to ask him-is your mother not ill?
The scene suddenly fell into chaos, and even Zhuang Zhen, who had always sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, panicked, was approaching Mother Yang carefully, trying to suppress her. He regretted that his mouth was unobstructed, but he did not expect that his aunt would be so crazy when he went crazy. The trauma left behind by that incident in her heart was far deeper and more painful than it seemed.
The more people surrounded her, the more hysterical Yang Mother was. She screamed in her throat, waved her hands and scratched, kicked the stool down, swept down the objects on the table, and knocked over the people nearby. She was completely lost. control. Yang Shengfei cried anxiously, only to choke and apologize while chasing her, the thought in her heart was completely dispelled.
My sister is dead, why should she make her mother feel sad for her? So he shouted loudly: "No recording, no recording, Director Song, can we stop recording? I'll take my mother back here. Mom, you calm down, we won't record."
Fangallo took the silver necklace that was about to fall to the ground and gently held it in his palm. He slowly said: "Your cries of Dafa have been out of order for a long time?" His soft and soft voice was like a car accident at this scene. The place was not concealed, but clearly passed into the mother Yang ’s mind.
Mad mother Yang froze for a moment, but her hands were still desperately scratching everyone close to her. She seemed to think that she had heard.
"Don't you want to know the reason?" Van Gogh continued to ask.
Everyone gathered around Mother Yang, trying to appease her and intercept her, and no one was listening to Van Gogh. Only Song Rui was sitting beside Van Gogh, raising his eyebrows, his expression interesting.
The noisy, huge noise and howling in the test room has attracted the attention of the players who were isolated in the lounge. They put their ears on the door panel and wanted to know what happened. It was so far away and so, the people on the scene were even more intolerable. They never expected that Mother Yang was actually a lunatic, and she also fell ill on the spot. This episode is definitely ruined!
In the huge noise, Van Gogh closed his eyes and slowly described a scene: "I see you walking on the road with a vegetable basket, on both sides is a garden view full of gardenias, the rich floral fragrance makes you relaxed and happy, It also fills you with a sense of belonging to this unfamiliar community. You think a new life is about to unfold, but at this moment, you meet a person whose face has been blurred in your memory, but her words make you The memory is still fresh and frightened. She asked: I heard that your daughter was raped?
Mother Yang gradually heard these words, and her hands and feet began to stiffen, and her heart began to tremble. Until the last sentence, she whispered, and then turned around, looking at the place with horrified and pretentious eyes Beautiful young man. Her expression tells everyone that the youth's words poked the secrets that she most hated to be known. That day left an extremely deep impression in her heart, which cannot be touched.
She stood like a piece of wood and her body began to tremble. It was only at this time that she remembered the last sentence of the youth-"Did your call to Dafa fail for a long time?"
The young man did not turn his head to look at her, just holding the necklace, and said quietly: "At that moment, you replied in a ghostly way: I don't have a daughter, I only had a son. Who do you listen to? "
"Ah!" Mother Yang screamed briefly, her eyes widening to the extreme as if she saw something terrible ghost.
Everyone stopped moving, trying to suppress the heavy gasps and frantic heartbeat. They looked at Van Gogh intently, anxiously waiting for his next words. They wanted to know why the phrase "Whip Dafa" could restore the madness of the mother Yang.
Fangalo closed his palm and tried to warm the cold necklace: "That day, you completely denied the existence of your daughter, because you can't let the shadows of the past disturb the new life of you and your son. You repeatedly clarified this Thing, I went home anxiously. You started to cook, but the shadow you thought you had dissipated, and then stayed in your heart forever. The taste of the hometown cuisine is scattered in this new and clean home , You imagine the joyful expression of your son after returning home, but received a text message from him-he can't come back, because the bureau is busy, he has to work overtime. At that moment, the false happiness in your heart is counted Dilapidated, you walk into the living room in a grotesque manner, start to be in a daze, start to think cranky. "
Fangallo raised his face slightly, facing the light, but kept his eyes closed. He sensed for a moment, and his voice became dumb: "You find that you are going to be swallowed by the dark past, so immediately go to find the remote control, want to turn on the TV, and make the home full of hustle and bustle. This is your response to loneliness and pain the way."
Fangallo shook his head, "But this time, the remote control is gone, no matter how you find it. People are like this, the more you can't get it, the more you can't let go, you know that the TV doesn't rely on the remote control It can also be opened, but you just ca n’t give up, you are looking desperately, constantly looking, as if you are in a demon. You are tumbling around in the room, shouting the remote control one after another, as if you shout, it will From which corner does it pop out automatically? "
Speaking of which, Van Gogh finally opened his eyes and looked at Mother Yang, the words and sentences were very clear: "This approach seems very naive, but you know that it will always be fulfilled, and it has never let you down. As long as you lose something at home, you will always appear in front of you at the next moment. This is your Dafa Dafa, a little magic that is hard to find, a little secret that always makes you happy. "
Mother Yang finally stretched her stiff legs and moved step by step to Fangallo, murmuring in a trance: "But it failed."
In this sentence, she admitted all the descriptions of Van Gogh, and she was completely awake from her madness. That day was the first day for her and her son to settle in Beijing, so she remembered it very clearly.
This change stunned Song Nuan and Zhuang Wen and others. They were still standing in embarrassment at the door of the test room, but Mother Yang had already sat down, staring at Vangallo quietly, eagerly, and intently. She would like to know why her Wah Dafa failed.
Song Nuan and others just woke up and returned to their original positions lightly. Yang Shengfei almost stumbled to her mother and accompanied her to sit down. Her bright eyes stared at the young man opposite for a moment, The expression is completely stunned. He never knew what his mother would call Dafa, because she never mentioned him!
Van Gogh nodded: "Yes, it failed on that day. You completely denied her existence and regarded her as a shame, so she left, she no longer guarded the lost you, nor this broken one. , But once brought her a warm home and left forever. "
Mother Yang finally realized what she was doing, opened her mouth, glared, her expression frightened, and she kept shaking her head.
Van Gogh seemed not to feel her resistance, and continued: "In fact, this is not the first time that you have moved from a small town to an urban area, and then from the urban area to the provincial capital, and then you leave the province and walk away. The farther away. You do your best to avoid every familiar person and refuse to recall her encounters. "
Speaking of which, Van Galo's accent and tone have completely changed: "What a bad way of death, but what a death! Treacherous, ugly man! I met an acquaintance again today, and asked the girl about the scandal, no way, Move a little farther, no face! What are you doing with her, you can't see her ancestors! "
These weird pronunciations sound ridiculous, but they make Mother Yang and Yang Shengfei look like gold paper, and they look horrified, because these words are the words that Master Yang and Mrs. Yang love to say the most, and the tone is exactly the same! They were ashamed of their granddaughter's death and always felt that they could not lift their heads.
Fangalo ’s accent changed back, and she sighed deeply: "She accompanied you, guarded you, and drifted around in the South, South, and North, but her experience was gradually forgotten by you, and hatred was gradually put down by you, even there was even It was also rejected by you again and again, and that time, even her favorite mother did not want to admit that she had been in the world, so she gave up completely. The message she left was cut at that time. I did not understand Why, but when I see you, I understand everything. "
Fangallo took Mother Yang ’s trembling hand, gently flicked her five fingers, and put the cold silver necklace into her palm, saying one by one:
When you squat because you ca n’t find the remote control When she broke down and cried on the ground, your daughter also sat in front of you, looking at you, crying heartbrokenly. Her hand crossed your wet face, but only caught an empty space, just like her Existence will eventually become empty in your heart. So she left, and your cries of Dafa have completely failed since that day ... "
Fangalo closed the five fingers of Mother Yang and asked her to warm the cold necklace. He didn't cover the heat, so he gave up too.
In a trance, Mother Yang suddenly squeezed the necklace and shouted a heartbreaking cry into the void: "Lan Lan, Ma Lan Lan, you come back! You come back! Mom is not intentional! How could this be? How could this be? Mom didn't mean it on purpose! Ooo ... "
She knelt on the ground and pulled the necklace tightly, crying and fainting. She regretted that if she knew her daughter was by her side, she would never say those words!
"Really? Is my sister always there?" Yang Shengfei choked, asking again and again, but before Van Gogh answered, he replied: "I knew she was there and I could feel it The time I was hit by the car, I flew out very far, but it did n’t hurt when I landed on the ground. I know that she is protecting me! Sister, are you still there? Can you hear me? You come back, I miss you! I have never forgotten your encounter and hatred, I will help you find the murderer, have you heard? Come back! "
The mother and son cried together and forgot that there were dozens of cameras around. They regret and hate, but the person they denied time and time again has gone, and will never come back. She even took away all the information and gave up the biggest obsession for a wronged soul.
Whether she can find the murderer, she no longer cares, as long as she does not make her family feel ashamed and embarrassed, she can let herself disappear forever and completely.