Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 3 The Wandering Man

   Xiaolan looked at the corridors on both sides, and still walked to the communication room on tiptoe. Not a few steps closer to it, she stood still on the spot with a slight voice.

  The sound of even snoring is in the ears, which seems to be looming in the sound of rain, as if the source of the sound is far away.

   put down her guard against the intruder, and followed the voice to the small window of the communication room.

   didn't observe the appearance of the communication room when she came in, she looked at the sleeping people in the small room through the glass.

  This is a down-and-out middle-aged man. His clothes that have completely changed color were soaked in the rain. The man curled up on the small bed by the wall of the communication room, exuding the smell of damp mud. This is the master of snoring.

  No wonder she came here to sleep. She looked at the small bed a little enviously, thinking of herself asleep on the window sill of the toilet.

  He seems to have nothing to do with the camera, Xiaolan makes a judgment, but no matter what he knows, I don’t know.

  Hesitated, Xiaolan still didn't dare to enter the communication room directly, so she took a step closer, and even though she understood that she was immoral, she knocked on the small window gently.

   "Boom boom boom."

   Three polite and quiet sounds, the man's head shook, the snoring stopped, but his sleeping face remained unchanged, he still looked like he was trapped in a dream.

   "Boom boom boom!"

  She slightly increased the intensity of knocking on the window, "Hello..."

  Her voice is already hoarse, and in the middle of the thunderstorm night, the regular knocking on the door combined with dry and dumb calls, she herself thinks this scene is really horrible.

  She looked at the man and put her hand down.

  Forget it, whether it’s a surprise or a disappointment, I don’t want to know so quickly. Wait until the man wakes up and ask.

  Before leaving the window, the dazzling light suddenly illuminated the dark building. In an instant, the light from outside the window disappeared, like a dream.

   Xiaolan was still stunned in the daylight scene for that second, and the thunderous thunder came.

  The extremely bright lightning brings extremely loud thunder.

  Like falling rocks rolling across the mountainside, thunder broke through the air from far and near.

  The last sound sounded like a ring on the edge of her eardrums. She was not afraid of thunder, and she was shaken.

  The previous thunder has not yet completely ended, and the short daylight has come again.

  Lightning once again reflected the pale whiteness of the entire space, but this time it was accompanied by a hysterical scream.

  The man woke up. At this time, he was shrinking on the bed and yelling. The cry made her subconsciously want to run away, but after seeing the situation of the man who was running down, she chose to walk to the small door of the communication room.

  There was no lock on the door, she pushed it open and walked straight in.

  The man was unkempt, and the rain on his body was still wet, and while crying, he rolled off his crib and retracted into the corner.

"I am sorry!"

   Xiaolan raised her voice and walked two steps closer.

  The man pointed at her incoherently, and he could hear "Ghost...Ghost..." in a hoarse shout.

She stamped her feet anxiously on the spot several times, and then pinched the flesh on her cheek with both hands, "I am the same as you, I am not a ghost... I don't know anything, I want to ask you some questions... I want to ask you some questions ."

  The man calmed down a bit, and the cry gradually turned into a whimper.

  Maybe because she seems to be alive no matter how she looks, maybe her dress makes men think they have found a companion.

  After seeing the sight of the man on her body turned from fear to doubt, she took two steps forward.

  "This school, I used to study here, do you know why this has become like this?"

  She was afraid that men would not understand, and she also combined a wealth of body language.

  The man stopped crying and looked at her suspiciously.

  He supported the ground and staggered to get up, still not daring to approach her for half a step.

  "I don't know anything..." His eyes indicated that he was still doubting her identity, "I just came in and hided when it rained. I will leave when the rain stops. If you have any questions, ask others."

   "I don't have anyone else to ask. I waited all afternoon and only waited until you were alone."

   Pulled his hands to his side again, he was not the owner of the camera, nor was he an informed person.

  She was disappointed. Although she was prepared for disappointment, she still felt empty and uncomfortable when she was really disappointed.

   and also scared people awake, she thought, she really shouldn’t be so anxious and messed up.

   "You...what are you waiting for?" He saw the girl's annoyance and disappointment, and he was basically sure that the person in front of him was a real person. "Are you waiting here? One afternoon?"

  She nodded, "I want to know what happened at school, I want to know what happened at school, I can't remember it anymore."

   Seeing the blankness in her eyes, the man stood up and patted the dust. The wet dirty clothes appeared even more dirty after rolling around on the ground. He patted the dirty things in his palms a little embarrassingly.

   "How old are you, did your parents let you come?"

   "I don't know where they are, I am going to find them from here."

   Xiaolan returned to that dazed state again.

The man cleared his throat, "I also heard about the school, but I only know a little..." Seeing her eyes suddenly light up, the man finally straightened his back and pulled his face down to look directly at her. But first, why do you lie about your child? Why do you want to inquire about school?"

   "I..." She was stunned in the same place, filled with inexplicable thoughts, "I don't...I really can't find my parents anymore, where did I lie to you..."

  The man's eyes sharpened, watching her every move.

   "You said you studied here. This school closed five years ago when something went wrong. How could you, a little girl up to 13 or 4 years old, go to junior high school five years ago?"

five years ago? Something happened?

  She frowned.

  She has not considered this possibility. If she seems to have only such a big deal, is the event that happened five years ago really related to her? Why is she curious about the existence of this place, so why did she come here directly?

   Watching her fall into thought, the man once again became wary.

Although the little girl in front of him looked thin and small and affectionate, he couldn't forget the moment when he was awakened by thunder, a pale and sluggish face suddenly appeared in front of him, and the school's Legend has it that all of this seems so vague and true that I can't care about it.

  The man moved a little along the corner of the wall, trying to bypass her and leave the room.

  "If you run out of your house to play, you'd better go home quickly and find your parents. If you have any problems, your parents will solve your problems..."

  He fought a cold war on the spot, "If you are something else, I...I am not afraid of you! I have never done anything wrong, and I have no ability. Don't find me if you want to..."

  The short light came again, and a moment of daylight in the room brought Xiaolan from thinking to reality, and she quickly blocked the man's path.

   "Uncle, what happened five years ago?"

  The man was frightened by her sudden behavior two steps. He looked at her anxiously and confused, and felt that he would suspect a teenage girl. The child is not worried that he is a bad person. Is he still worried that the child is plotting wrong.

   "You... why are you so curious about what happened five years ago, you first tell the truth with your uncle."

   "I want to find Mom and Dad," she retracted her hands that stopped the man from going, her eyes widened, and looked up at him, "Five years ago, maybe it was related to my parents, uncle, can you tell me?"

   told a little lie.

  Her eyes flickered a little, but in the dark, late night, such a lie was hard to detect.

  The air was filled with the smell of ozone after the rain, surrounded by the smell of memories, the rain outside the window was still falling, and the rain in the house stopped.

  The man stared at her for a long time, finally relaxed, and sat down directly on the ground, waving to her to sit next to him.

"I won't ask anymore, you a little girl, there must be a reason to do this," the man spread his coat on the ground and motioned to her to sit on it, "I have not been here for long. I have heard about everything before. , I only know a rough idea."

   Xiaolan nodded.

  Men's clothes are damp and soft, and they have the same earthy smell as men's. It is different from the earthy smell in the rain. It is not a fishy earthy smell, but a deeper earthy smell, which is the smell of plant roots.

   "What I heard is also a story that has been told several times by others, I don't know if it is true or not," the man cleared his throat and began to tell.

  (End of this chapter)