At noon, Jiuyin and Yongxia have returned to Xiaoyanglou. Nine sounds for these days out of summer camp and then just came back to see this small building feeling is nostalgic. Jiuyin regards Xiaoyanglou as his home, and really regards it as his home.
Lying in bed, nine tones close their eyes, the air flows with the smell of washing powder familiar to nine tones, and the smell of washing powder of clothes on nine tones fills the whole room.
Jiuyin remembers that the physics teacher once said in class that it was because the fragrance of washing powder contained molecules, and the molecules were doing molecular thermal movement. When different substances come into contact with each other, they enter each other. Diffusion occurs. Diffusion occurs because the molecules of all objects are in thermal motion.
Nine tones remember this sentence that the physics teacher said, a very clear sentence, seems to be printed into his mind, and he can easily remember this sentence without any means.
Xiaoyanglou is quiet, and the strong sunshine at noon is used to the earth, killing all of them. Jiuyin is not hot, because Jiuyin's room is air-conditioned. If as before, Jiuyin must be sitting and lying in the living room blowing a fan. But now the environment and conditions are different, with Yongxia and Jiuyin Shuang!
"Hee hee! Good comfortable, neither hot nor cold, the temperature is just right..."
Nine tones closed their eyes and said this sentence lazily. Nine tones are satisfied from the bottom of my heart.
Yongxia sits and lies in bed, which is very uncomfortable. He wants to drink blood, but he can't. There is ginger outside. The man in the small building can't smoke. Yongxia repressed himself, uncomfortable. Close your eyes and try to push yourself into nightmares.
"Xiaoxia, my mother is here, my mother hurts, Xiaoxia comes to my mother's side..."
Yongxia's blood-red eyes looked straight at the woman wearing a long white dress in front of her. She is Yongxia's mother, reaching out to catch her mother's blood and tears. Yongxia loves her mother, loves her mother and suffers.
Yongxia ran and chased her mother. Then he fell down, and every time he was about to catch up, his mother's hand was a little away from himself and he couldn't catch it. Yongxia's heart seems to know. This is a dream, this is illusory. Yongxia can't catch it. But he still learns to cover up the heart that already knows the truth, and tries to believe that his mother's hand can catch it by himself.
Keep running and running, keep falling and keep falling. Forever glass scratches the hand and cuts the heart that believes in miracles. Until black and blue, until Yongxia's heart of believing in miracles is broken. Yongxia sits on the ground, tears flow all the time, and her eyes are disappearing in her eyes.
"Mom, Xiaoxia is here!" Yongxia whispered gloomy to loud and painful. Looking up at the sky, a red aperture from Yongxia's body, the scope of a lit