Tang Feng put down his pen and took out his mobile phone, and added three words to the "place name" entry in the memo: Yanjiashan.

Then continue to do your homework.

This is a habit he developed when he was a teenager. If someone name, place name, or even some strange idea suddenly pops up in his mind, he will write it down immediately.

He understood very early on that memory is unreliable, and it is impossible for a person to recall what he had forgotten.

The teacher also said that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen.

He dreams every day, with many and chaotic dreams. Sometimes he tries to restore more special dreams and then writes a dream diary.

This habit is precocious and weird, but he just likes to do it.

At first, he wrote these things neatly in a notebook, carefully avoiding his mother's inspection, and after he had a cell phone in high school, he would write them in the memo.

Although recording became a habit, he never figured out what it was to remember these things, just felt it was a pity not to remember them.

In fact, it is useless to remember these, especially those dreams. After a while, I can see them completely lost.

However, he still insists on recording, which is undoubtedly an obsession.

"Tang Feng, I may have a courier to deliver it later. Please help me collect it!"

Tian Ke, who lived next door, went out for supper and shouted before leaving.

Before Tang Feng could respond casually, he had already closed the door and left.

This guy is so tough that he is so strong that he always closes the door and leaves like anger.

A year ago, when his mother passed away, Tang Feng sublet the room next door to Tian Ke, a sports student from the same school, to earn some living expenses.

This guy is carefree and easy to get along with, but his only problem is that he often brings his girlfriend back for sex, which is earth-shaking.

Tang Feng really wanted to take the initiative to explain to his neighbors that he didn't do it.

But there are also small benefits. His girlfriend who is learning to swim never avoids walking around at home wearing three-point underwear, and often smiles meaningfully at Tang Feng.

Tang Feng never paid attention to her. He was afraid of being beaten and worried that Xianren would not get the rent.

From the age of four or five that I have a clear memory, Tang Feng’s mind is occasionally flashed, most of which are human names and place names, which are very clear.

When these appear, they usually come with a face or a picture, which makes him feel familiar, but when he wants to see it carefully, it becomes abstract.

Occasionally he could hear the sound of speaking, which was often vague, flashed in a flash, and instantly became ethereal and distant.

These ideas are fragmentary, cannot be connected, cannot form a plot, and cannot be linked into a even simple story.

Never.

My mother has always disliked hearing what he said about his fantasy, and finally banned him from saying it, especially when there are outsiders.

It is logical that this is like a psychiatric symptoms such as auditory hallucinations and hallucinations, but his mother, who loves him deeply, has never taken him to medical treatment.

When Tang Feng was four years old, he heard a poem clearly, and a girl recited in a tender voice: "The world is as thin as gauze in the years, who is the one who makes horses ride in Beijing? Listen to the spring rain in the small building overnight, and sells apricot flowers in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty."

So he read it loudly to his mother.

He still remembered his mother's panicked and frightened eyes at that time, and then he beat him up for no reason. From then on, he never dared to mention such things easily again.

When I grew up, I checked the Tang Dynasty. It was just a leisurely poem by Lu You, a great poet in the Northern Song Dynasty. I don’t know why my mother reacted so much.

Just because no one taught him this poem?

Is it natural for a good self-taught child to be beaten?

Tang Feng remembers that when he was six years old, his class teacher was a young and beautiful female teacher and was very nice to him.

The teacher said that his palms were chubby and warm, so he often held him.

Perhaps it was to get close to the teacher, he told his little secret.

The situation was unexpected. The head teacher was not very interested in his little secret. Instead, he called his mother to the office and talked very seriously, asking parents to fulfill their responsibilities: "If you cannot take Tang Feng to medical treatment as soon as possible, our school will intervene in this matter!"

Tang Feng became a young mentally ill patient who had not been diagnosed with medical treatment, and his mother was suspected of abuse.

As a result, my mother took him away from the city the next day and never went back.

He still remembers that at the dark connection of the train car, his mother hugged him and burst into tears: "Baby, it's not that my mother won't treat you, you're not sick. Maybe when you grow up, my mother will tell you what's going on."

"Listen to my mother, don't talk about this again in the future. If the bad guy finds out, it will be very dangerous. Can you promise your mother not to say it?"

This incident scared the young Tang Feng so much that he really shut up since then and never mentioned what he saw or heard from outsiders again.

He was almost eight years old, and he couldn't help but start to secretly record these flashes of thoughts.

When he was eleven, he was discovered by his mother, and took his laptop to burn it. He also got angry with him and almost got beaten up again.

He remembered that his mother was so angry that she was trembling and asked sternly: "What are you remembering these things? What do you want to prove?"

At that time, he had really considered this issue. What was he going to do if he remembered it?

Do you want to prove that you have a previous life?

He searched the names of people and place names online, but found nothing.

There is no hint that can evoke his further recollection, and even most place names are not found here.

On the contrary, after a long time, I looked at the records, and the crazy words were full of nerves. After reading too much, I felt creepy!

However, he just couldn't curb the desire to record, and something seemed to be calling him.

When he was six years old, his mother took Tang Feng directly to the largest city in the south, drowned in the sea of ​​millions of people, and passed a dull ten years.

Although Tang Feng grew up day by day, his mother did not tell him any secrets as promised. Perhaps in her eyes, her children would never grow old enough.

A year ago, my mother was lying on the company's desk and took a nap, but she actually had a heart attack and died quietly.

Tang Feng became a lonely high school freshman.

My mother didn't have much savings, and the company she worked in gave some compensation, which was barely enough for Tang Feng to continue renting in his original old house and live in poverty.

He didn't know who his father was, and he didn't have this person in his impression, and his mother never mentioned it. He followed his mother's surname Tang.

In Tang Feng's memory, they had no relatives and friends, nor did they interact with anyone, and they depended on each other completely for their own lives.

When he grew up, he once asked who his father was and whether he had any other relatives. His mother didn't know about it after asking, and he was not allowed to ask again.

Thinking about it now, my mother may have some psychological problems.

No matter how big the psychological problem is, it is not as big as the heart problem, so it will cost her life.

It was getting darker and the final exam was about to be held. The coursework was very tight, and then the senior year of high school that would determine its destiny.

Tang Feng packed up his homework and thought about whether he should reward himself and stop eating tomato and egg noodles.

At this moment, the doorbell rang and pressed it three times in a row, which seemed a little anxious.

Tian Ke waited for the package for an afternoon, but only a few minutes after he left, the express delivery arrived.

Tang Feng pulled his slippers and hurried to open the door.

However, it was not the courier standing at the door.

A young man with a thin figure looks less than thirty years old, but he is wearing a transparent plastic raincoat with empty hands.

It didn't rain outside, and the temperature was not low in June. Who would have nothing to do in a stuffy raincoat?

Tang Feng suddenly had an ominous premonition, he seemed to have seen this scene somewhere!

The thin man, wearing frameless glasses, black and gray casual pants, and a pair of navy blue Converse shoes on his feet.

Especially the man's gloomy eyes and clean and fresh stubble on his chin, Tang Feng is definitely familiar with it!

Tang Feng felt that he was about to remember something, and a memory was almost about to come out!

However, before he finally remembered, the man in the raincoat had already spoken: "Tang Feng?"

The voice was low and slightly hoarse.

Looking for me? Know my name?

Tang Feng instinctively: "Ah?"

He was completely caught off guard, and the man in the raincoat rushed over, put his right arm around him, and his left fist hit Tang Feng's upper abdomen!

Tang Feng was shocked!

There was a sense of invasion beyond the severe pain, and a knife stabbed into his body!

This knife is very professional, avoiding the ribs, the tip of the knife is facing upwards, and it poked the heart directly!

Tang Feng felt an explosion in his heart, and then obviously stopped beating!

Most of the time, the heart that does not have a sense of existence will feel so clear once it stops beating!

The man in the raincoat poked three times very quickly, and blood sprayed onto his raincoat!

He took the opportunity to flatten Tang Feng, who had already been limp on the ground, and his movements were very skillful!

From beginning to end, Tang Feng didn’t have time to struggle!

All the vitality was passing by with blood, and he knew that life was about to end!

All of this seems to be fate!

His eyes had begun to numb and could no longer turn. He stared at the man in the raincoat who was leaning over to check!

He had already remembered that this man had appeared in his childhood dream!
Chapter completed!