Unspeakable

"What!" Several boys jumped up at the same time.

"She gave you this, saying that you can find her in this place." The boy handed Zhang Haichuan a note with a familiar handwriting on it.

"Not going to school? Then she just stay there?" Zhang Yang shouted.

"I don't know, anyway, she had a falling out with her family, so what, she doesn't go to school and doesn't live at home." The boy pulled Zhang Haichuan and ran out.

Zhang Haichuan was a little puzzled: "Why go?"

"Go and see Yang Xiaojia!" Now it was the boy's turn to be confused, "She means that she really wants to see you again, why don't you go?"

This boy is Zhang Haichuan's close buddy, and has always reserved opinions on their affairs.

"...No." Zhang Haichuan turned his head and walked into the classroom.

"you……"

"It doesn't matter if you don't look at it or not, we can see each other again in the future," Zhang Haichuan paused, and then said, "We will still be together."

"well……"

"What? She will know." Zhang Haichuan picked up the note and looked at it carefully. It read:

Haichuan:

My address: Room 7, No. 701, Qingchengyuan;

Where I work: Mingzhishi Gallery, No. 770, Laojie Cultural City.

I said I will not change, I will wait for you.

On the next line was her new phone number.

"Thank you," Zhang Haichuan put the note in his pocket, and patted the boy on the shoulder, "Sincerely, but you don't need to get involved in these things in the future, so I won't get you involved."

The boy clicked his tongue twice, and looked down at the scar on Zhang Haichuan's forearm. It was a shocking red, which made people easily think of a feather duster.

"Infatuated person..."

Zhang Haichuan smiled bitterly, turned around and went down the stairs.

Mu Chen was sitting in the classroom, listening to the heavenly book absent-mindedly.

He has a mind, a big mind.

"If the work efficiency before the transformation is one-fold, then after the transformation - Mu Chen! What did I say!" The female teacher on the podium put down the book and screamed.

Mu Chen was taken aback, stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Assume that the work efficiency before the transformation is [-]/x, then after the transformation..."

"What is it?"

"..."

"Stand up! If you don't stand up, you won't know how to attend the class. It will keep you refreshed! If you get good grades, don't you need to attend class?" The teacher then pointed the finger at the whole class, "Listen to me, I will strictly enforce the discipline in class in the future. Whoever doesn't listen well will be in bad luck!"

Because of bad legs, Mu Chen needs help from others every time he stands up, so he has always enjoyed the privilege of not standing up to answer questions, and others are used to it, but this time the teacher is angry, watching Mu Chen sit safely Very angry.

He still sat quietly.

"stand up!"

The classmate next to him gave him a sympathetic look and gave him a hand.Mu Chen was very restless, he didn't want others to see his weak side, so he especially didn't want to be lifted up under everyone's noses.

Over the years, he has gotten used to treating himself as a normal person.

I can no longer sit here and listen to the heavenly scriptures, let's settle the matter first.

……

Mu Chen sat on a chair in the office, waiting for the teacher to give him a leave note.

My heart is very chaotic, I can't tell what it feels like, there is indignation, helplessness, and pity... These feelings are stuck in my heart, which makes people suffocate.

"Why are you different in class today? Is it because of your health? Hurry up and go home to rest. Studying is important, but the body is the foundation of everything. Don't spoil your health."

When walking out of the office, Mu Chen heard the class teacher say this behind his back.

He felt a little relieved that the teacher could say such a thing, not to mention that the teacher once encouraged the students to light the lamps and stay up late to study.

He sent a text message to Zhang Yang: I went home a little early, and when you saw this text message, I was still alive.Zhang Yang didn't turn on his phone until after school every day, and this text message would pop up as soon as he turned it on.

He took a taxi back, and as soon as he reached the door, he heard a woman crying from inside.

He pushed the door, which was ajar.

"Get out of here, I told you not to come again, and never let me see you again!" Mu Shaonong shouted.

The woman slammed on the door and leaned out half of her body, startling Mu Chen.The woman kept shouting: "You give back my son, give back my husband, you... sent away two lives..."

Mu Chen's heart tightened.

Mu Shaonong cursed and pushed the door open a small crack, stretched out an arm to push the woman out of the door, and then slammed the door shut.Unexpectedly, he didn't see Mu Chen.

The woman was surprised to see someone standing outside the door, and immediately raised her tear-stained face to look at Mu Chen.

Her eyes were like those of a beast, full of confusion and madness.

Without a person's spiritual support, it is difficult for him to really live.Even if alive, it is a walking dead.Mu Chen suddenly remembered this sentence.

"Strange person, please mourn." Mu Chen stared into the woman's eyes and said calmly word by word.

When the woman was on the verge of collapse, she heard such a sentence, and her eyes softened a little.Maybe his dead son was about the same age as Mu Chen, maybe...

Mu Chen has known since he was a child that his voice and his aura can calm people down quickly, so he has practiced and used this sentence many times.

There is no need for such an occasion.

"Who are you?" The woman was still very vigilant.

"I can help you."

"Can you really help me? Can you bring them back? Are you him..." There was more begging in the woman's eyes.

"Please go downstairs and talk." Mu Chen said softly, showing a calm smile.

As soon as they got downstairs, the woman started asking again: "Can you get them back? How are you going to help me?"

"I can let them rest in peace," Mu Chen said, "At the same time, you can be with them in another way."

"Really—" the woman screamed, covered her face and began to cry, "It would be great, I really can't bear it, in a flash, my home is gone, everything is gone... ..."

When Mu Chen heard the word "home", he frowned slightly.Many people are very fragile and think that "home" should be something they have. Once they lose it, they cannot survive. They don't know that the real "home" is a luxury. It must be a blessing to have it, and it is normal to not have it.

"How can you help me? Please..."

"You can't see them anymore, they just live in another way."

The woman was a little dazed and didn't seem to understand.

"I can make their souls live in trees."

"How can it be like this," the woman murmured, "Is it true that I can't come back, can I just turn into a tree..."

Mu Chen frowned, every time these hysterical family members would say that.

"Yes, but you can feel what they are thinking through the growth and emotion of the tree... You can feel that they are communicating with you very clearly."

"How to do it?"

"Just give me their ashes, don't worry, I won't spoil them."

"where to put?"

"The Paulownia over there." Mu Chen pointed to the Paulownia Avenue in the distance.

"Is there any danger?"

"Certainly not."

Tears kept rolling down the woman's cheeks, and she whispered, "If this is the only way, and this is the only way, please..."

"My condolences, please."

The woman's home was very close, and she quickly brought two urns.

One urn, apparently that of her son, had a photo on it.

It's very special, unlike others who put the deceased's big head on the urn, but this woman put a photo of herself and her son.

At this time, she had calmed down a lot, and began to question Mu Chen carefully.

"Are you a student?"

"Yes."

"Then how do you know this?"

"Some things, it's better not to know."

"I've heard of people doing this before. It's just putting ordinary souls into Xie Ji. I've always been dubious. Do you also use this method?"

"……do not know."

"Have you done this often before?"

Mu Chen didn't answer, he came to a paulownia plant and gently covered it with his left hand.

After a while, a soft white light began to radiate from under his palm.

The woman was very surprised, and stared at Mu Chen's hand with her mouth wide open.

Mu Chen put his hand down, there was still a mass of white light flowing quietly on the tree trunk.He picked up an urn and slowly lowered it into the light.Like a hole of white light, the urn slowly sank into the tree trunk.

Likewise, he put another urn into the nearby Paulownia.

"Okay." He said softly, as if afraid of alarming something.

The woman stood there blankly, seemingly unresponsive.

"Sorry," Mu Chen raised his head and looked at the budding paulownia, "I have said this many times, I don't know if this is your choice, but there is no way..."

A gust of wind blows, the branches of Paulownia sway slightly, and there is a nice salad sound.

"Did you hear, they are talking," Mu Chen turned his head to look at the woman, "After a long time, you will understand."

"Oh my God—" The woman rushed forward and hugged Paulownia, tears streaming from her eyes.

"This is my son, my son... have you seen mom? Mom misses you so much..."

"Protect them well." After Mu Chen finished speaking, he left quietly.

He went around to the back building, and the sound of waves beating against the rocks immediately became louder.There is a small lawn downstairs, and a few steps outside, there are rough reefs, which extend to the sea through a steep downhill slope.

He sat on a large rock and stared blankly at the waves.

The photo hurt him deeply.

In the photo, a young mother is sitting in the middle of the yard choosing wild vegetables, and a ten-year-old boy is smiling happily, snuggling up to his mother and playing with the puppy.The sun was shining brightly, and the mother was also laughing along with the boy, looking at her son with relief, that kind of eyes made people want to cry.

This is what Mu Chen is quite eager for.Warmth, happiness, safety, especially maternal love.

But he had no mother, not even blood relatives.

He had a dream last night. He dreamed that he was in a life-and-death challenge. The man in black said, what you see behind is fake. You have to overcome the temptation and never believe it.If you believe it, you die.

Well, Mu Chen said with a smile, nothing can tempt me anymore.

The man in black sneered, but said nothing.

Immediately afterwards, the surroundings began to become brighter, filled with warm sunlight, and Mu Chen rubbed his eyes to see the scene in front of him clearly.

A familiar yet unfamiliar woman squatted in front, with an apron around her waist, and a kind and gentle smile on her face.

There is a meadow in front of me, and a woman is picking wild vegetables with a bag.She turned her head, saw Mu Chen, smiled happily, got up and walked towards this side.

"Chenchen," the woman's voice was soft and gentle, "Why are you here? Look, mom is picking wild vegetables. Today, mom is making wild vegetable dumplings for you to eat. Let's go, let's go home, go home..."

Mu Chen was stunned for a moment, and then two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks. He rushed over and shouted loudly: "Mom, mom! Let's go home..."

Everything in front of him disappeared, the sun, the grass, and the gentle woman whom he called "Mom" slowly faded away, and the last picture was a kind smile on the woman's face.

Mu Chen was stunned, and stood there blankly.

"What's the matter," the man in black mocked, "what a fragile child, now you can die..."

"Do not……"

Then Mu Chen woke up, and found that the pillow was wet.

That was the deepest desire in his heart.

No matter how many times he has experienced deception, he will jump over it without hesitation, even if he knows that it is just a scam.

"Mu Chen, you won't have a mother, please mourn."

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