Chapter 209 Where were you during those days when Jiang Suian didn’t know…
Jiang Yuqing hasn't had a dream for a long time.
He packed up his things and left the school dormitory, starting on his way home. The tall buildings outside the car window flew past quickly, and he looked away.
Three years ago, he was admitted to the university he wanted to attend. Fortunately, his family lives in the same city, so he can go home often to spend time with his family.
He walked along the familiar streets and could find his home with his eyes closed.
He opened the door skillfully. Today was not the weekend, his mother had classes to attend, and his father had been away for several months and had not come back.
The cold house was lonely. He unlocked the door to his room, put his things away, and went out to work part-time at the coffee shop in the mall.
The closed room next door was quiet.
Although it is not the weekend, there are still many people in the mall.
He found several part-time jobs, as he never had too many opportunities to make money.
He put on a familiar smile and stood at the front desk to greet every customer who came to place an order.
When there are no customers, he will chat with colleagues who take the initiative to chat, and occasionally stare blankly.
He didn't completely empty his mind. After all, he was working and needed to pay attention.
A familiar figure passed by in his peripheral vision. He looked over suddenly and felt dazed.
By the time he reacted, he had already rushed out of the coffee shop and grabbed the man's arm.
The girl who was caught turned around with a frightened look on her face.
Jiang Yuqing immediately let go of her hand, bowed her head and apologized: "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."
"Let me buy you a cup of coffee as an apology," he continued.
The girl was about to get angry and frowned, but seeing that he looked sincere and didn't seem like a bad person, she waved her hand and said, "It's okay."
After saying that, she turned and left, unwilling to continue the argument.
This was the nth time he had mistaken someone for someone else, and Jiang Yuqing couldn't remember anymore.
"Where did you go just now?" a colleague asked when we returned to the coffee shop.
He muddled through it vaguely.
Nothing unexpected happened during the part-time job, and Jiang Yuqing put on his backpack and walked into the sunset.
As usual, he went to the police station and found the policeman he was looking for.
"Uncle Wu."
As soon as the middle-aged man saw him coming, he knew what he wanted to do. He knew that he wanted to know the result more than just a general reception.
The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly.
Jiang Yuqing looked at the same answer for three years. It was hard to say whether he was numb or his expectations had long been worn out. The disappointment in his heart was no longer as strong as before.
He didn't stay any longer and turned back home.
Mom has come back and she invites him to eat.
There was an extra bowl on the table, filled with rice.
He picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mother's bowl. His mother had become increasingly thin in recent years.
"Mom, eat more." He couldn't help but remind her and put a few more vegetables and meat on the plate with his chopsticks.
"How have you been lately?" Jiang Dongyuan asked softly.
"Well, I'm fine. On the contrary, you and Dad should pay more attention to rest." He said.
As usual, the mother and son talked a few more words.
Jiang Yuqing slowed down his eating pace and after his mother left the table, he took the extra bowl and poured the rice into his own bowl.
Just like when he used to steal her food.
He silently stuffed the rice into his mouth, swallowing it mouthful by mouthful with difficulty. Although his throat was squeezed and uncomfortable, he still finished all the rice, stood up and cleared the dishes as usual.
The city night is as bright as day, with countless lights on, creating a magnificent scene.
Jiang Yuqing stayed in the room, staring at the computer screen, his fingers tapping on the keyboard very quickly. This was his other part-time job.
He told himself to focus his attention on the computer in front of him.
Time passed by minute by minute, the screen of his mobile phone lit up, and he finally stopped.
It was a message from Dad, asking how Mom was and how he was doing recently.
They all tacitly agreed not to mention that topic, and keeping silent when there was no news had become their tacit way of doing things.
After answering the questions one by one, he sent the money he earned from his recent part-time job over to his father, telling him to take a break while driving and not to drive while tired, as he would still take care of the money.
He put down his phone, got up and went to the living room to pour water.
The layout of the house had not changed at all in the past three years. He grabbed the cup and drank the cold water.
"I need hot water, please go and heat it up for me." The familiar voice was the righteous command in my memory.
His eyes lit up and he looked around anxiously, but the living room was empty.
I'm hallucinating.
The light in his eyes disappeared and he lowered his head. A cup similar to the one in his hand was placed alone on the table, but it was not dirty.
He put down his water cup and silently and carefully moved his water cup and the cup to adjacent and parallel positions, at least to the naked eye, they were exactly the same.
He turned back and went to his room, but when he passed his mother's room, he heard soft sobbing.
Mom was looking through the chat history with her again.
He had seen his mother still persistently sending her messages.
How could I possibly get a reply?
Even so, he turned a corner and opened the locked door next door.
The room was simply furnished, with various books piled on the bookshelf, as well as models given to her by her friends in the past.
The cell phone on the desk was lying quietly. He walked over and found there was not a speck of dust on it.
He found a charger and charged his phone. He turned it on and the phone automatically connected to the home network. He turned on the data button, opened an app at random, refreshed it, consumed some data, and then closed it.
The phone screen went off and he waited patiently for the battery to be fully charged.
He estimated that the time was about right and unplugged the charging cable.
A message popped up on the phone that had been silent for years.
Mom: “Where are you?”
The light from the phone screen reflected in his pupils. He stared at it for a while, turned off the phone, and left the room.
It was almost one in the morning when I finished washing up.
He sat on the bed and picked up his phone. He still needed to work part-time tomorrow, so he had to go to bed early.
Although he thought so, he didn't put down his phone. He moved his thumb on the screen and clicked on the contact.
The three words "Su Xiao'an" are particularly eye-catching.
His eyes suddenly hurt and he laughed at himself. Why did he start to act stupid?
He dropped his phone, turned off the light and went into bed.
…
Jiang Yuqing hasn't had a dream for a long time.
In the dream, there were familiar streets and a familiar home. He was going home after finishing work.
He was very happy, and vaguely seemed to be happy about what he had done secretly.
He saw the girl at the door and rushed over happily, skillfully using just the right amount of force to squeeze past her without causing her to fall.
He opened the door and yelled, "Haha! I want to be the first one through the door today!"
He was about to put down his messenger bag when he realized the girl hadn't caught up with him. He turned around and asked, "Are you stupid? Why aren't you coming in?"
She didn't move, so he had to pull her in.
But she was very strange. He had a strange intuition in the dream, so he observed her. Was he bullied? She never behaved like this.
He didn't ask directly, but turned to his mother in the kitchen and shouted, "Mom! Mom! Sui Xiaoan is stupid!"
He just knew his mother was in the kitchen.
Sure enough, her mother came over and asked her what was wrong. She didn't answer, but looked at his cross-body bag.
In that case, he would take the opportunity to attract Sui Xiaoan's attention. He had prepared a surprise, and she should be happier!
"No way? You have such a keen nose?" He carefully took out the cake and muttered softly, "I put in a lot of effort to prevent you from discovering it in advance."
He even left early to queue up for the cake. His kindness to her was evident to all.
He boasted about himself a bit, but what he said was fleeting and unclear.
She didn't take the cake and went straight back to her room.
She was really in a bad mood.
What happened?
Emotions in dreams tend to be exaggerated, and Jiang Yuqing felt a little uneasy.
He turned around to comfort his mother, put down his things and ran to the girl's room.
"Bang." Probably the sound of a cell phone falling.
He had a hunch that his sister was not feeling well, very well.
Sister? Something flashed through his mind in his dream, but he couldn't grasp it.
He followed his heart and said, "Su Xiaoan."
?
Sui Xiaoan?
Sui Xiaoan?
"You look so strange today, is it because you are too stressed out at work..."
Jiang Yuqing didn't hear what he said next.
The consciousness of "Jiang Yuqing" in the dream seemed to be independent of the body at this moment. He knew that he was in a dream and he dreamed of Jiang Suian.
Jiang Suian has been missing for three years. He disappeared silently. It was as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth and could not be found anywhere.
His sister, his twin sister.
The "Jiang Yuqing" in the dream seemed to be out of his control, yet connected to "his" emotions, like him yet not him.
When did the dream happen?
"...Work for a while and then go on a graduation trip?" he heard "Jiang Yuqing" say.
It was the summer vacation three years ago, the summer vacation after they finished the college entrance examination, the summer vacation when Jiang Suian disappeared.
"Don't worry about the money. I can still afford to take you on a trip."
"So, if you're unhappy, go home."
Did what happened in your dream happen that summer?
"I'm here."
"Jiang Yuqing" had a bad premonition.
"Mom and Dad are here."
There was no response from inside the door.
He hadn't dreamed of Suian for a long time. Selfishly, he wanted her to leave the room and see her.
In the dream, he sat down and leaned against the door.
Suddenly, the information that "Jiang Yuqing" knew came out: today is her mother's birthday, and she is the one who will buy the cake.
In an instant, all his panic, sadness and anxiety were raised to the peak, and then suppressed by the faint uneasiness of "Jiang Yuqing" in his dream.
No, she didn't come back that day.
They didn't find her.
After they called the police and checked the surveillance footage, they saw her taking a shortcut home carrying the cake. That road has always been very safe, and any unusual noises could be heard by the residents around.
She didn't come out.
When they arrived, there was only her cell phone, her cross-body bag, and a collapsed cake on the ground.
There were no signs of a fight, no trace of a second person. A person just disappeared out of thin air, and it has been three years since then.
The door of the room suddenly opened, and Jiang Yuqing followed his own gaze in the dream and saw his sister's eyes.
It was so quiet that it was almost dead.
His mind went blank for a moment, followed by a huge sadness. In the dream, "Jiang Yuqing" neutralized his emotions, leaving only a faint anger that he could not suppress.
Who bullied her?
He watched her throw herself into his arms, and in order to prevent her from feeling his negative emotions, he jokingly comforted her.
It is not Jiang Suian's style to actively ask for a hug from him.
Despite their quarrels, they did have a deep dependence on each other, but she was not someone who would casually make intimate contact with him.
They have grown up and have long understood that even if they are twin siblings, they must avoid suspicion at the basic level.
So, she must have suffered a lot of injustice.
She pushed "him" away.
She said, "I'm leaving."
"Where are you going?" His uneasiness was growing. The wood pressed on his heart, making it extremely depressing. The whole dream was filled with sadness.
Where are you going? Jiang Yuqing felt a sudden panic and tried to come to her in a sober state.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that something bad was going to happen next, and he might not be able to bear it.
He had to hold her back, keep her, and ask her what was wrong.
Driven by a strong will, the "he" in the dream actually stepped forward and stretched out his hand.
She dodged it.
She added, "I'm leaving."
No, don't go.
Jiang Suian, don't go.
Where are you going?
Let’s go home!
At least tell me, tell us where you were!
She turned around very quickly and locked the door.
No!
The extremely intense pain broke through the suppressed dream, he became "him", and the overwhelming tearing pain squeezed him.
The moment he was able to grasp his dream self, he rushed forward and tried to unlock the door.
Suian!
The doorknob didn't budge.
Open! It was my dream, I said open!
The door opened unexpectedly, and he rushed in due to inertia, only to see the afterimage of his sister jumping out of the window.
“Suian!!!”
"Bang!" He heard a dull roar from below.
My heart suddenly stopped and I couldn't breathe. Why do I suffocate in my dreams?
My body is at its limit and is craving for air.
“Huh!”
"Huh! Huh!" Jiang Yuqing opened his eyes, his chest heaving violently, and his whole body trembling.
The room was dim and quiet.
Was it a dream? Was he still dreaming? He couldn't tell.
His face was wet and cold, and he stared blankly at the ceiling in a trance.
The immense sorrow from the dream still lingered in his heart, tearing it apart piece by piece.
The sound of her falling seemed to still be in her ears, expanding infinitely, repeating, like an explosion.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" exploded in his ears.
Muffled sobs were heard in the silent room.
Suian.
Where are you going?
Suian.
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