Residents of Natalie Town, Suifenhe City, Heilongjiang Province, will never forget the night three weeks ago, when the mayor Chen Tongzhong's son with leukemia suddenly returned after being missing for months.

Three weeks later, they had another sleepless and unforgettable night - Chen Tongzhong's son died inexplicably, foaming at the mouth, lime-like white spots on his whole body, and his eyes could not be closed. His eyes turned into a uniform transparent color as if they had been soaked in a medicinal liquid, as if the light of hell that symbolized death was shining out from behind his eyes for a long time.

The boy's death had nothing to do with leukemia. After he returned, he was miraculously cured of his terminal illness, but he became a fool who didn't know anything, as if there was a mysterious exchange of fates between the brain and the blood.

Strange is strange, people are quickly relieved, it is better to be stupid than dead, and the boy is also a great blessing. So they threw the strange ones aside, and they were happy for Chen Tongzhong. Who would have thought that the fool who had no problem with his body at all, or said that it would be gone.

In addition to Chen Tongzhong's early death of his father, the old Chen family has served as the mayor of the town for three generations, from the warlord melee to the Japanese invasion of China, and then after the catastrophe of the Cultural Revolution ushered in the spring breeze of reform and opening up at the end of the 70s, the Chen family has been doing their best to shelter the townspeople, so it is very popular.

When the child had leukemia, he was only 11 years old, and as soon as he was diagnosed, the town exploded, and the townspeople felt sorry for Chen Tongzhong.

Chen Tongzhong was nearly forty years old before he got such a lone seedling, and he and his wife spoiled him like a treasure, and even a small bump hurt like a knife digging out his heart, but he was ruthless, and insisted on pushing the lively little guy into the hands of death.

I don't know what kind of sins I have created in my previous life, and I have to get the retribution of this life, Chen Tongzhong secretly wiped his tears, but he still had to hold on to his face, and he went around to find the best hospital for his son and see the best doctor. The survival rate of childhood leukemia is 50%, and the two are still holding out hope that their son can be part of the 50% probability.

The wish is beautiful, the reality is cruel, and the boy is already in the advanced stage of his illness. From Suifenhe to Mudanjiang, and from Mudanjiang to Harbin, I begged God to worship the Buddha and healed a circle, and finally the kind doctor pulled Chen Tongzhong to a corner, bit the root of his ear and said: "You better send the child back to his hometown, let him eat and play as he wants." I was in the hospital, and the child passed away within a few days. In a familiar environment, maybe he is in a good mood and can have a miracle of life? ”

Seeing that the family was gradually in debt, and the doctor pronounced the death sentence again, Chen Tongzhong had no choice but to bring the child back with red eyes, and lied to him that the disease was almost cured, and we went home to recuperate.

The child was homesick every day, crying from time to time, and was naturally happy to hear his father say that he could leave this white hell full of pungent disinfectant water everywhere. In this way, the family of three returns to Natalie Town, tormented by the contradiction between expecting a miracle and waiting for death to come.

A few days after returning home, the boy was inexplicably lost from the door of his home. This child usually doesn't like to talk, and there used to be a situation where he found a haystack alone and didn't say anything to the cat for a day, but this time the adults thought that he would be the same as before, and he didn't care too much about it when he came back by touching the road at night. Who knew that it was almost eight o'clock, and the townspeople had eaten dinner and didn't see him, and the couple expected that something bad would happen.

How to say it, it's all a baby bump that has been raised with hard work for almost 12 years, even if it is dead, you always have to see the corpse and bury it well, right? Chen Tongzhong and his wife went crazy, and that night, almost everyone in the town was dispatched, until they found the search team that was white in the east and found nothing, and they went home exhausted.

As the days passed, the boy was never heard from. Chen Tongzhong's wife couldn't withstand the continuous blows, and was already half-crazy. Although Chen Tongzhong himself is still in charge of the affairs of the town committee, he is more silent than before, and his black hair has turned gray overnight.

The kind-hearted townsfolk took pity on the mayor's family, and continued to help look for them at first, but after a long time, they slowly gave up.

Even Chen Tongzhong himself has accepted the facts, the doctor said that the maximum survival period is one or two months, and now several months have passed, and the child is estimated to have died in which remote place, whether the body was dried or taken away by the beast, and it is no longer known.

However, after all, there are miracles in this world, and the so-called miracles are things that are normally impossible to happen, and they happen without any warning.

Although Natalie Town is not a rural village, the townspeople have a habit of going to bed early and waking up early, and their houses are closed as soon as it gets dark, and the narrow streets are almost empty.

The old Zhang Tou, who set up a noodle stall, lives in a prefabricated house next to the two-story red brick building of Chen Tongzhong's house.

That night, thin snowflakes drifted in the sky, covering the frozen black earth with a thin white blanket. The northeast weather is cold fast, and the southerners have just changed their short sleeves to long sleeves, and the people here are already wearing big cotton jackets.

The old man pushed the steaming stove towards his home, and his old eyes were dizzy, and he saw a small black dot shaking under the street lamp in front of him, which formed a sharp contrast with the snow reflected by the light, like a moth on the meat yellow dough.

The "moth" also made a low "whining" sound, like a dying kitten moaning, and like a beaten child, timidly sobbing to vent his grievances.

The night was still shallow, and it was definitely not the hour of the haunting, so Lao Zhangtou calmed down, left the cart and walked over, still scared "Mom" a strange scream.

It was not a ghost, but it was a child, unhung and dirty, as if it had rolled out of a coal heap, shaking like chaff in the north wind.

"Iniquity! Whose child is this cold day in the snow? I'm not going to freeze to death soon! ”

The old man's head trembled, and the sudden scream exploded the cold air, and penetrated the dimly lit glass windows, making the originally quiet buildings on the side of the road immediately chaotic.

The dirty child was cold and hungry, and looked weak, but when he was frightened by the old man's head, he suddenly stared at the dark eyes, and his mouth stopped making a sound, and shrank in horror into the shadows that the street lights could not shine.

The old man had no children and no daughters, and he was alone and widowed, and when he saw that the child was in pain, he couldn't wait for anyone to come, so he took off his torn jacket a few times, pulled the child and covered him.

Only then did he take a closer look at the child's face, and although it was so muddy that it was difficult to distinguish the face, the eyebrows and eyes were still somewhat familiar.

"You...... Are you ......?"

"My treasure! That's my family Haozi! ”

The old man's hand hanging in the air, his mouth was so dry that the boss couldn't make a sound, but there was a thunderclap-like roar next to him, Chen Tongzhong appeared under the street lamp, his wrinkled face was white and bloodless, and his convulsive expression was really as terrible as a ghost.

In this way, Chen Hao, who suffered from leukemia at the age of eleven and ran away from home, returned home, and everyone was anxious to know what had happened to him and where he had spent the past few months.

Because of the bizarre incident, the police from the small police station in the town also came to Chen's house to make a record, and then drove the police car to send Chen Hao to the hospital in Mudanjiang City for a physical examination.

The CT scan and blood test report showed that all his indicators were normal, the blood flowing in the blood vessels, and no cancer cells could be found.

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