【Zhou Xiang】Gravity

1.

Zhang Xingwang is a well-known workaholic.

Don't be confused in the past, no wife and no children, he doesn't even like to go home.

The reason why he is here today is thanks to the leaky balcony and the sudden blockage of the kitchen drain.It's not about luck or bad luck.In fact, living in this kind of old community with houses over 20 years old, there are always bad things going on in every house.

Relatives and neighbors murmured behind their backs: Zhang Xingwang was blind to such a good name—I have never seen a grassroots officer who is more indisputable than him.The demolition and relocation of Beicheng has been vigorously carried out for so many years, but it can't make a profit.It's because his wife couldn't see the hope of moving out of the dilapidated house, so she had an abortion, and went south with the owner of the factory, never to be seen again.Sooner or later he will regret it!

Do you regret it?Zhang Xingwang couldn't tell now.The only thing he knows is that if he really took that money back then and exchanged it for a big house with bright windows and clean windows, he would never be able to sleep peacefully in his life.

After that case, more than ten years later, Zhang Xingwang carefully implemented the secrecy procedure and kept his mouth shut, but his superiors and colleagues still feared him - if he didn't reach out, it meant that there was nothing to catch.He's an annoying ticking time bomb.Marginalized, pushed down at the grassroots level.This was not enough, Zhang Xingwang could feel that someone tried every means to find his fault and force him to leave.He is not afraid.It is not so easy to open up people inside the system.As long as he doesn't make a big mistake, no one can drive him away.

In this way, no one gets close to him, and he doesn't bother to get close to people.Even when he was taking notes for the masses, he had a fierce face.Gradually, it got a nickname—Beicheng Tiepiada.

So when Zhou Zekai knocked on the door of his house, this lump of iron didn't even pinch a cigarette, squinted at him for a few seconds, and said very coldly: I don't know you.I did you a favor?do not remember.Boy, I have more case files than your homework from childhood to capital.You have to say yes, anyway, I don't need your thanks.

He has two scars embedded in his face, which are especially scary when staring at people at close range.

Unexpectedly, the young boy remained motionless, and continued to stare at him firmly:

"13 years ago. Don't you remember?"

2.

A sharp and cold light flashed quickly in Zhang Xingwang's eyes, and he paused with smoke between his lips: ——huh?

Zhou Zekai repeated patiently:

"To be precise, 13 years, 9 months and 12 days."

Zhou Zekai put down his schoolbag, and under the watchful and suspicious eyes of the other party, he unzipped the innermost zipper, took out a card, and handed it over with both hands.

"My name is Zhou Zekai, and this is my citizen ID card." Zhou Zekai looked up, not missing the momentary sharp fluctuation in the other person's eyes, "You may not believe it, but I do remember."

"Beicheng Road and Bridge Group."

"NO.12 Warehouse."

"There is a scar under the right eye and a scar on the left lower jaw."

"That's right, you saved me."

Zhou Zekai had just finished speaking.Zhang Xingwang suddenly pressed the cigarette butt on the chest of drawers.

3.

Zhang Xingwang lit a cigarette again.

The room was not well ventilated, and the unpleasant smoke quickly enveloped him and Zhou Zekai in it.

Zhou Zekai had found a chair and sat down, waiting quietly.

And Zhang Xingwang paced back and forth in the room.Confused, irritable, shaken.

He estimates that he has been in this business for almost 20 years, but even when he was lured to take money 13 years ago, he never hesitated.

When others scold him for being rigid, he accepts it as a compliment.Adherence to laws, regulations, systems, and procedures is the prerequisite for all his work.Bad guys need to be punished severely, and rules cannot be violated.

That's right, although he gave up accepting bribes and gave up signing and lying in the psychiatric appraisal, according to the rules and regulations, all information on SSS-level cases needs to be kept absolutely confidential.Then he must not disclose it to anyone outside the special case team, the reporter is the same as the person whose memory is blocked.

However, the boy in front of him seemed to be able to guess his own thoughts at every step, just when he stopped, turned around and was about to drive away, he asked the second sentence that made his heart shiver violently.

"—Aren't you curious, how did I recover my memory, and how did I find you?"

4.

Zhang Xingwang did not light his third cigarette today.

He regretted admitting his curiosity.Otherwise, when the boy said the words "because of the nightmare", he would subconsciously say, "...Impossible! They said they would cure you, could it be—"

Zhang Xingwang's words stopped abruptly.

He no longer knew whether it was the right way to let Zhou Zekai in.

At this moment, realizing his slip of the tongue, he actually felt for the first time that he didn't know how to face the victim of the case.And his wavering was naturally caught by Zhou Zekai who was watching him all the time.

Zhou Zekai took a deep breath, put his elbows on the table, clasped his hands tightly, pressed his head against his head, and stared at the table with downcast eyes.It's a posture of defense—prevention of what?Zhang Xingwang understood immediately—to resist the shock of the pain that was about to be mentioned.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Zekai opened his mouth and said.He lied, spammed a small part about the details, and was stress free.

"I've been having nightmares for so many years. It's painful."

He knew that he had just thrown the first boot in Zhang Xingwang's heart, and when the initiative changed, the other party must be suffering very much now, to the point where he would only look forward to the second boot he threw, and would not think about this one at all. There is no problem with the boots.

really.

Zhang Xingwang immediately said in a hoarse voice: "How come... I thought, I thought—"

Zhou Zekai stood up and walked up to Zhang Xingwang.His gaze was as deep as the night in the early morning, and also like a sharp knife that could cut open his heart.

"Thought they healed my trauma."

"Cured my pheromone stress disorder."

"And blocking the memory is simply to satisfy the demands of the parents - let us forget this terrible experience. Right?"

Zhou Zekai smiled.

Zhang Xingwang didn't speak.

"Perhaps, there is another version of this—they were unsure and had no choice but to block my memory. But guess what?" Zhou Zekai deliberately paused here, "The nightmare still reappears. First the nightmare...then the pheromone disorder .”

Speaking of this, Zhou Zekai pushed up the cuff of the sweater in his left hand, and put his arm across his face, so that Zhang Xingwang could see the old and new pinholes and bruises on it clearly.

"I'm seventeen this year, and I've already passed my birthday. I'm less than a year away from becoming an adult."

"You know what that means."

Know.Zhang Xingwang thought.Ordinary people may still be a little confused, but his occupation and experience are destined to make it impossible for him not to know this.

He knew that not long after the boy in front of him became an adult, his pheromone glands would mature, and the pheromone concentration in his body would suddenly increase, and it would remain at a level that could be clearly smelled for 24 hours.In addition, the acuity of his senses dedicated to receiving pheromones will also increase accordingly.Under this premise, if his pheromone disorder is not cured, his pheromone will only be in a state of high-risk fluctuation every day, and he will forget about studying. Even his daily life may be affected, and even his life will be affected.

Zhou Zekai took another step forward.

This made the other party see more clearly the determination and strong pleading in his eyes: "Uncle. I want to live."

Zhang Xingwang's eyes trembled.

"I don't want to go to college, fall in love, or realize any dream..." Zhou Zekai looked at him without blinking, "I just want to live."

"I'm going to heal myself. I have to know the truth first."

"You saved me back then. It doesn't matter if you forget."

"Save me one more time."

Zhou Zekai said in his heart: I'm sorry, but to a certain extent, Sun Xiang is my life, and this is not a lie to you.

TBC