I, Xu Xu, am seventeen years old, and my mouth is faster than my brain.
My father, Xu Sheng, is a car repairman and cannot speak ten sentences a day.
This morning he joined the army and left, saying he would be back at the end of spring.
Until the policeman squatted in front of me, holding an old newspaper in his hand.
He said——
"Your father died five years ago."
Me: "Fuck"
———
There is a war that has been going on for many years on the border - neither far nor near, and people almost forget it exists when it is not on the front page, but every spring groups of people leave the town with their bags on their backs, and some of them never come back.
The town is still that small town. The river is still flowing, the plane trees are still there, and Aunt Li's chickens crow on time every morning. Spring has come and gone, no different from previous years
When the wind blows, it makes a whining sound like a sheng.
—— Lifelike.
A newcomer's first work, shocking!
Purpose: Cherish peace and stay away from war