The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1245 Not here

On the highway in the dark night, a Saimo was speeding.

The girl driving the car was wearing a tight leather jacket, and the boy behind him was holding the girl and wearing a slim jacket. Both of them were wearing helmets.

The lights were rising and falling in the sky above the city that was thrown away by the motorcycle.

The two young people, far away from the excitement, are like the "dynamic picture" at the end of a pixel game. They seem to be constantly moving, but in fact there is no change.

Suddenly, a huge firework bloomed over the city, bright as day.

The owner of Millennium Building has changed, but the annual fireworks show has continued.

On the way, Gao Yang still couldn't help but look back.

The car was driving very fast, skipping everything along the way. The fireworks behind him kept blooming and disappearing, and the sound filling the sky filled his eyes and ears with the wind.

He looked at all this as if in a trance. It turned out that only one year had passed.

……

At one o'clock in the morning, Qing Ling accompanied Gao Yang back to his hometown town.

The two of them first went to the uncle's house and found some incense candles, paper money, half a bottle of liquor, and the black gold sickle left by Grandma Gao Yang in the utility room, and then headed to the graveyard.

Gao Yang visited the graves of his grandfather, grandmother, father and mother in turn.

The graves of Gao Xin and Gao Xinxin are also nearby.

Gao Yang burned incense and paper money in front of his uncle's grave, poured a glass of white wine, kowtowed a few times and whispered some words.

Then Gao Yang stood up and walked towards Qing Ling.

Qing Ling frowned slightly. It was obvious that Gao Yang still had a grave that he had not paid homage to.

Gao Yang knew what Qing Ling wanted to ask and said frankly: "I always feel that Gao Xinxin is not here."

Qing Ling said: "Your sister and uncle don't have corpses, so we can only use their clothes when they were alive..."

"That's not what I meant."

Gao Yang looked sideways at the brand new tombstone: "I had this feeling when I went up the mountain. Grandpa, grandma, father, mother, and uncle are all here, but my sister is not here."

"Where do you think she will be?" Qing Ling asked.

Gao Yang shook his head, "I don't know, I'm not here anyway."

Qing Ling thought for a moment, "Why don't you go home and take a look."

"it is good."

……

Five minutes later, the two returned to Gao Yang's old childhood house.

A common mud house in the last century, it has yellow rammed earth walls, a triangular roof, and is covered with blue tiles. The building has only one floor, but wooden boards are placed on the beams to separate a small attic for storing sundries.

But later the roof was removed, a cement house was built, and the yard at the door was built into a clean cement flat.

There was a withered ginkgo tree growing in the yard, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves that no one had cleaned.

Gao Yang walked into the yard and saw the small wooden sign of "Happy Supermarket" at a glance. It was a small store separated from the hall by a small shop.

Gao Yang slowly closed his eyes and brushed away the dust from his childhood memories:
As the sun sets, the town is quiet and peaceful, with smoke from every household and the aroma of rice filling the streets.

Gao Yang came home from school with his schoolbag on his back. Several children gathered in the yard. They ate cheap snacks and squatted on the ground taking pictures of small cards.

Gao Yang walked into the yard. On the left side of the house was the kitchen. Grandma was standing in front of the big pot cooking, filled with smoke.

In the center of the house is the hall, but Gao Yang will go home from the small shop on the side.

He shouted "I'm back" and threw away his schoolbag, grabbed a bag of snacks and stuffed them into his pocket.

The mother behind the counter shouted loudly: "Stop eating snacks! Dinner will be served soon!"

"I know, I'll keep it for dinner." Gao Yang rushed to the living room next door without looking back.

Usually, my sister would sit in the living room and play with building blocks or play house with a few dolls.

When she sees her brother, she will jump up happily and hug him, "Brother, play with me!"

Gao Yang was happy in his heart, but pretended to be unhappy on his face: "No time! I have to do my homework!"

"Just for a moment! Just for a moment!" my sister said coquettishly.

"Okay, let's play for a while." Gao Yang reluctantly agreed.

"Brother is the best!" My sister was very happy. The brother and sister played with toys in the living room for a while, and their father came home.

At that time, my father was preparing to open a factory and often went to Uncle Qing's house to drink with some business people.

He was very proud of himself and smelled of alcohol. As soon as he entered the house, he held his sister in his arms: "Xinxin, good boy, come here and kiss daddy!"

"No! Dad stinks!"

Gao Xinxin covered her nose and turned away.

"Hahaha!" Dad laughed and put down his sister, then opened his hands towards Gao Yang: "Yangyang is good..."

"Mom!" Gao Yang shouted: "Dad went to drink again!"

"Shhhhhhh!" Dad was extremely nervous, "How many times have I told you, dad is just having fun..."

"Gao Shou! Come here!" Mother's voice came from the small shop.

Dad glared at Gao Yang: "You brat, I'll deal with you later..."

"Come here immediately!" Mother Hedong roared.

"Coming, coming..." Dad shook his head and passed away.

Not long after, grandma walked out of the kitchen carrying the dishes, "Yangyang, Xinxin, clean up, it's time to eat."

The two brothers and sister immediately threw the toys into the plastic box, dragged out the dining table in the corner, and then helped grandma get the dishes.

When dusk fell, the family of five had dinner.

My sister is still not very good at using chopsticks, so Gao Yang is helping her pick up the vegetables.

My mother was still angry and kept scolding my father.

Dad kept admitting his mistake. He took a big bowl, picked up some food, and ran to the store to eat. He used the excuse of looking at the store, but in fact he avoided mother's fierce fire.

The grandma helped her daughter-in-law scold her son a few times, and then she begged for her son's favor. Then she chatted about neighbor gossip and changed the topic.

The memory ends.

Gao Yang opened his eyes and did not move. Qing Ling waited quietly.

After a while, Gao Yang looked at Qing Ling: "Gao Xinxin has been here, but... she's not here either."

Qing Ling nodded: "If we keep looking, we will definitely find her."

"Om-"

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Gao Yang took out his mobile phone and the caller ID read: Guang Huan.

He hesitated for a while, then picked up: "Hello."

Guang Huan seemed surprised that Gao Yang would answer the phone and was a little flustered: "Hello? Hello! It's me! Guang Huan! Brother Gao Yang, Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year." Gao Yang said.

"Um...you have returned to China? Actually, I didn't even have any hope. I didn't expect that the phone call actually got through..."

"Is something wrong?" Gao Yang asked.

"Well, Gao Xinxin, is she okay..."

"Good."

"Oh, that's good, that's good..."

"Anything else?"

"Brother Gao Yang, can I... say Happy New Year to her?"

Gao Yang was silent for a few seconds, "She is not with me anymore. I went back to China to deal with some things. She is still abroad. I'm sorry."

"Oh, that's it. It's okay. Then please tell her for me."

"Okay." Gao Yang wanted to hang up.

"Wait!" Guang Huan shouted.