summer kill

October 11, Sunday.

On weekends, Zeng Mao combined breakfast and lunch into one meal.No matter how his parents yelled, he would never get up until lunch time.

This day is exceptional. At 11:30, he was awakened by the urge to urinate.After going to the bathroom, he wanted to sleep again, but he looked at his phone and couldn't fall back asleep.

Nancheng No. [-] Middle School had a big news.

Someone exploded a video, and the students were outraged.The person involved is a classmate of the second class of the second year of high school.

He Peng in the class suddenly said: "What if it is a rumor."

His words were drowned in the group chat.

Zeng Mao glanced over it and didn't pay attention.At this time, he stood in the center of the stage of gossip, and he told his classmates: "I know a person, he is in the second class of the second grade of high school."

He Peng came out again: "Who is it?"

Zeng Mao: "Zeng Lianxi."

He Peng no longer appeared.

Zeng Mao walked out of the room in a state of excitement.

Seeing his son, Zeng Zhengxin looked at the clock again: "Amao, what's wrong? Does your leg hurt?"

"It's fine." Zeng Mao dragged his injured leg over, "I can walk now."

"Rest more."

"Dad, he hasn't gotten up yet?" Zeng Mao pointed to the door of Zeng Lianxi's room.

Zeng Zhengxin lowered his voice: "What 'he', that's your cousin."

"Oh, I haven't woken up yet, and I like to sleep in."

"I got up early, finished my breakfast, and washed the dishes." Zeng Zhengxin couldn't help scolding his son again, "You are going to grow up."

Zeng Mao had a gloating smile on his face: "Dad, something serious happened in their class."

"What's the matter?" Zeng Zhengxin's eyelids twitched.

When Zeng Lianxi came out of Anhua County, Grandma Zeng told her ten thousand times that no accident should happen, and no accident should happen again.Now... something happened again?

"One of his classmates was during the summer vacation." Zeng Mao said mysteriously, "hit someone."

Fortunately, it wasn't Zeng Lianxi who had something to do.Zeng Zhengxin was a little relieved: "How is the situation? Is it serious?"

"There are no secrets on the Internet. Someone picked up the boy who was hit and said he was dead."

"This... killed someone. People in their class are about the same age as Lianxi, fifteen or sixteen?" Zeng Zhengxin frowned, "Minors can drive? Did driving without a license kill someone?"

"Oh, that person is eighteen, and I heard that he has a driver's license." Zeng Mao sat on the sofa, crossing his legs, "But whether he has a driver's license or not, it's a big deal."

"I bumped into it during the summer vacation, and now I know?"

"The location is relatively remote, and there is no one around. The Skynet is fully restored, and it is not missing. The scene of the crime was photographed." Zeng Mao emphasized, "It was very clear, it hit with a 'bang', and a lot of blood was shed."

Zeng Zhengxin sighed: "That's a big deal."

"Cousin hasn't come out yet?"

"Lian Xi went to do her homework after finishing her work in the morning."

Zeng Mao couldn't help but want to knock on the door.

Stopped by Zeng Zhengxin: "Don't disturb your brother."

Zeng Mao stomped his feet anxiously.He sent messages in the group, and glanced at the door of Zeng Lianxi's room from time to time.

At lunch time, Zeng Lianxi finished his homework for a subject, and when he came out, he saw Zeng Mao's exaggerated smile.

Such a brilliant appearance is extremely weird.

Zeng Lianxi had a bad feeling.

Xiao Qiong shouted: "It's time to eat."

Zeng Mao sat down: "Your class has a serious accident, do you know?"

Zeng Lianxi was busy doing homework in the morning and didn't know anything.

After eating melon just now, Zeng Mao collected more information than before.He said: "A person in your class ran over and killed someone during the summer vacation."

Zeng Lianxi's heart suddenly jumped wildly.

Zeng Mao raised his mobile phone: "I'm not lying. There is a video to testify that the person who got off the car is your classmate."

Zeng Lianxi hurried back and picked up the phone.

Discussions in the class group have been in full swing.He found that video from the chat history.

A boy was holding a bag, his head was lowered, and his steps were fast.

At the same time, a white car turned left, the brakes failed, and the front of the car hit the direction of the boy.

The boy fell backwards, hitting the bag, and gradually, a puddle of blood flowed out.

A person got off the driver's seat of the car, and he stepped forward anxiously to check.

There is only this part of the video, but it is enough to see the person driving the car clearly.

That is Gao Hui.

Gao Hui got up early in the morning, and he went to cut his afro.When I saw the golden highlights, I asked the hair stylist to dye them black again.

It took him three hours to sort it out.

The meeting with my mother is about eleven o'clock.

Gao Hui arrived early, restless.He put his phone on silent and stared at the door.As long as a woman came in, his heart would be pounding unconsciously.

After jumping a few times, it seems that I can't calm down.He became restless.

Finally, a woman came to his table.

He looked up in surprise.

Ten years later, my mother has matured, but the outline of her face is still the same as in the photos back then.

"Mom..." It was obviously a deep emotion full of longing, but his call was very light.

"Gao Hui." His mother called him in the same tone as before.

His palms began to sweat again.

However, as the sweat slowly cooled, so did his excitement.These ten years changed him, and changed his mother.

The two chatting are like strangers.

Mother didn't know Gao Hui's interests, tastes, and hobbies.

Gao Hui also doesn't know how his mother's ten years abroad have been.

A lunch is like chewing wax.A twisted melon is not sweet, and neither is an awkward family relationship.The person in front of him has the closest blood relationship with him, but the mother in the wind chimes will never come back.

He is on pins and needles.

Seeing his prayer beads, his mother asked strangely, "Do you believe in Buddhism?"

Gao Hui was even more surprised: "This is what you left for me."

But the mother said: "You remember wrongly, it belongs to Gao Fengxi."

Gao Hui's expression changed.

When he was very young, his father put this string of prayer beads on him.The father explained that it belonged to the mother.

Gao Hui was afraid that he might lose it, so he didn't dare to wear it often, but only occasionally when he felt unhappy, he put it on to soothe his mood.

His mother's words seemed to have broken some kind of agreement between him and her.It never occurred to him that his mother was stranger than his father.

Gao Hui was very embarrassed.His palms were no longer sweaty, and had become dry from head to toe.

After suffering for an hour, the meal was over.

Mom goes back to the hotel.

Gao Hui went to the opposite side of the road to stop the car by himself.

The mother picked up an eight or nine-year-old child.

Gao Hui let out a breath.He is deluding himself, imagining that he is his mother's beloved son.

His mother, however, already had another child.Same as his father.

He has become an outcast through and through.

Gao Hui sat in the car, looked at the street scene outside the window, thought a lot, but didn't think about anything.

After returning home, Gao Xingyao came out wearing an apron: "Gao Hui, I made soup, would you like a bowl?"

"No." Gao Hui went upstairs.

He threw himself on the pillow and buried his face in it.

At this time, if you listen to the sound of the wind chimes again, it is not pleasant, but noisy.

He took a chaotic nap.Maybe it was a nightmare, and when he woke up, he felt like he had been through a horror movie.

If he had known earlier, he would not have gone today.When I can't see her, I have a thought in my heart, thinking that I still have a mother.

Only when we actually met each other did I know that I was neither father nor mother.

cloudy day.

Gao Fengxi and Gao Xingyao are playing badminton in the garden.

Gao Hui opened the window.

He is also a child, how is he not as good as Gao Xingyao.

It was also his own fault, always holding his breath, disliked Gao Xingyao, so he had to be different from Gao Xingyao in every way.The result is an unloved child.

The laughter of the two people under the garden was very ear-piercing.

Gao Hui closed the window.

Ever since he learned that his mother had returned to China, he had been in a state of vague excitement, and he was not in the mood for homework.Now that there is only half a day left in the holiday, he still can't get up, and his chest is congested for a while.

Gao Hui thought about playing two games before talking.

Since waiting for his mother, he has not looked at his mobile phone. At this time, he saw a lot of unread messages on WeChat.

Moreover, Su Qian kept sending them over.

Gao Hui finally clicked on it.

Su Qian asked him to go to the class group immediately.

Gao Hui was a little puzzled.

There were a lot of news about the class group, and he could probably tell that they were discussing a car accident.The more he looked, the more something was wrong, and the car accident seemed to be related to him.

A classmate said that the boy who died was named Sun Minglei.

Sun Minglei?This name made Gao Hui break out in a cold sweat.

He saw that video - he walked to Sun Minglei's side.

He wore new shoes that day.

The white upper was stained with blood, which was obvious at a glance.