The torn van broke down before it could enter the city.

It was about as time and scope increased, the mysterious power to expel outsiders gradually weakened, and traces of pedestrians gradually appeared around. Zuo Jiang had the foresight to park the car in a dark place, and from here, the territory shrouded in the yellow light of the street lamps seemed to be another world.

It was quite clear, warm and calm pool water. It was as if we were covered in dirt, and we had to wash ourselves before we entered the pool, or we would feel a sense of guilt that we didn't fit.

I picked up Sakiya and got out of the car with Zuo Jiang. Zuo Jiang wiped away the blood splashed on his face with the clothes of the dead, then packed the loot he had collected, and blended into the crowd with me in his hand. On the whole, we didn't look embarrassed, but carrying the girl on our back also made some passers-by look sideways, but they didn't see anything unusual, so they just stared twice and then turned their eyes away.

There were no pursuers behind me, and the peaceful night scene of the city surrounded us, and I breathed the air of freedom wantonly, full of fullness and joy that had come to an end for the time being.

"There's no direct bus stop in front of my home." Zuo Jiangduan looked at the bus stop sign and said.

It's not the way I first came home, the scenery around me is a bit unfamiliar, and the city is not too big, but not everyone will remember all the routes.

I wanted to call a taxi, but I felt in my pocket, and it wasn't enough money.

"Let's walk first, maybe there will be a car in two stops." I say.

So we hit the road, I led the way with a very vague sense of direction, and about ten minutes later, after passing an intersection centered on a huge flower bed, a familiar high-rise building turned the building in front of us, and appeared in our eyes.

It turned out to be here, and when I thought about it, I seemed to have some impressions, but I couldn't actually say whether I had been here or not.

But as long as you set that building as the coordinates, you can't go wrong.

There was silence along the way, and a kind of silence and beauty of independence made me not want to speak.

We got on the bus at the second intersection. The bus doesn't go straight to the door, but it passes through Sakuya's house, which is the closest route to the door. Because the driving route is a little remote, there are not many passengers on the car, so I put Sakiya on the seat next to me, and I chatted with Zuo Jiang who was sitting behind me.

"Where is Zuo Jiang's home?"

"Home?" Zuo Jiang was stunned, looking a little distressed.

"What's wrong?"

"I was an orphan who lived in an orphanage in a northern city until I was six years old."

"Ah, I'm sorry." I hurriedly said.

"I don't need to apologize." Zuo Jiang laughed, "It's not a sad thing, but when I was asked where I was home, I don't know how to answer Lu Dao." ”

"That's right."

"Well, because I don't have the memory of my parents in the first place, I don't think it's hard to be without my parents."

She seems to mean that because there is no comparison, there is no way to talk about good or bad. I'm an only child, and I have a good relationship with my parents, so even if I can understand her literally, I can't let go of it emotionally. In novels and movies, even orphans like Zuo Jiang feel lonely and jealous when they see a harmonious family. It's easy to say, but is that really the case?

Of course, I also know that it is quite rude to speculate on others according to your own way of thinking. Moreover, the other person does not seem to need sympathy and comfort.

"The city where the orphanage is located is Zuojiang's hometown?"

"I don't know what to do. The household registration used to be there, but then it was transferred. ”

"After that?"

"Well, I've been in many cities for a variety of reasons. Of course, the source of living is provided by others, and in addition to the restrictions on activities, the treatment is quite good. ”

She said it so vaguely that I couldn't imagine what kind of life she was going to live. However, judging from her words, her life after the age of six is not the same as that of most orphans. Generally speaking, orphans who stay in orphanages until they reach adulthood are adopted by families who are hungry for children. However, Zuo Jiang's vague tone and statement showed that he was not in that case.

"Travelling", "living expenses provided by others", "restricted activities", "good treatment" – these expressions are often attached to the description of an organization, and are unlikely to be used in the case of families and social welfare institutions in general.

Maybe it's not a legitimate organization, maybe it's the underworld. I can't help but think so. Because illegality is always mixed with uneasy factors, there must be difficulties in living in such an environment that I don't understand, right?

It is precisely because of that bad environment that she has to commit a crime, and then pretends to be a mentally ill person in order to avoid the criminal law - she thinks so because although she says that she has a split personality, from their words and deeds, there is no sign of the madness of a mentally ill person.

The clues learned from Zuojiangkou can vaguely be connected in series, but their accuracy is not known to be what the road is.

I was a little sad and the atmosphere became a little heavy because of it.

"Tomie said she had black market boxing." I knocked on the side.

As a result, Zuo Jiang laughed.

"That's a lie to you." Zuo Jiang said this and paused, "However, it's not entirely a lie. ”

"I don't understand what you say."

"To put it simply, it's paranoia." Zuo Jiang smiled.

"Huh?" Unexpected, but plausible answer.

"Because we're mentally ill. However, although I have not actually experienced it, I have relied on delusions, and the experience I get is infinitely close to reality. ”

What is this? I was speechless.

"Amazing, isn't it? It's also a kind of talent, oh, delusional talent. ”

"Tomie's talent...... Is it delusional talent? ”

"No, it's my talent." Zuo Jiang said, "I call it a delusional experience. ”

It's a fantasy.

However, Zuojiang and Tomie are two sides of the same coin, and Zuojiang's talent is not Tomie's, and many astonishing conjectures can be deduced from this statement.

Let's stop there, conjecture is conjecture after all.

Thanks to it, the atmosphere subtly became softer. I don't want to pursue them at all, because I'm just going to be juggled by those vague words, and maybe they didn't even think to be honest, so I can't be so uninteresting.

Maybe it's a bitterness.

Maybe one day it will tell me.

A person's past is important, but it is not entirely necessary.

Haven't I thought of letting them know about my past because I don't think my past is worth mentioning?

I want her eyes to be on me now. So, I will also keep an eye on her now and in the future. Now she's there for me and will be there for me in the future, that's enough.

Before I knew it, the scenery outside the car window became extremely familiar, as if I had returned to my own territory, and a sense of peace of mind grew in my heart.

At that moment, the sky suddenly brightened.

The smell of dryness and disharmony sent by the wind made people frown unconsciously.

There was a commotion in the car, and everyone looked for the source of the abnormality in confusion.

"What's that......?" On the other side of the seat, someone screamed suddenly.

Zuo Jiang and I looked at each other, and ran to the other side with the others, looking in the direction that the man was pointing.

The red light illuminates the deep night sky.

Black plumes of smoke shot up into the sky.

An ominous smell of burnt food permeated the air.

"There's a fire, there's a fire over there!" Someone shouted, "Call the police." ”

The car was like a pot of boiling water, and the passengers' eyes widened one by one.

Exceptionally familiar scenery, that direction is exactly where we are about to get off the bus. The building of my memory was scorching from the window, and the flames were spreading like oil at an unbelievable speed.