There are many separate basements in the capital. They are very complicated, like an ant hole. Most of the people live in migrant workers who come to Beijing to work. Because there are a large number of migrant workers here, the management is chaotic. It is difficult to find someone, and it is a good place to hide.

When Peng Fang woke up, she saw this place. The air was turbid, clothes were hanging everywhere, and garbage was thrown everywhere, like a refugee camp on TV. There were runny kids running around. When they saw her face, they used their little hands to pick their noses and cracked a smile on her that was even more ugly than crying. She felt very frightened, as if she was in a horror movie full of surprise. Because, she remembered nothing, and she didn't even remember who she was. She only knew that she felt uncomfortable in her throat, as if she was holding sand.

A woman who claimed to have changed her clothes came over and told her that she almost drowned in the pond. It was her uncle who rescued her. Her throat was inflamed and she felt uncomfortable all over, as if she had survived a disaster. It was all because of this.

This woman is named Lan Juan. She has a figure like a telephone pole. If her mouth is opened, she can see a missing front teeth, which makes her smile a little ugly. She tied her long hair into a bun, which makes her look a bit feminine. Lan Juan asked Peng Fang to call herself Sister Juan.

Peng Fang shouted awkwardly.

Lan Juan hugged her and said, "Good girl. Remember, you will be my sister in the future. If anyone dares to bully you, I will never end up with them."

Peng Fang felt even more uncomfortable when she was held like this. She always felt unreal and asked, "What's my name?"

"Your nickname is Xiaoyao."

Xiaoyao, when you hear this name, it’s very far away. There is no impression on you.

Because she had a fever after drowning, she lay here for nearly a week. She felt that lying here was worse than in the hospital. Fortunately, Lanjuan later moved her to a quieter corner where children could avoid disturbing her, covered her with a thick quilt, and opened a fan on her often. After the air was circulating, she breathed better. In addition, Lanjuan bought some cold medicines that ordinary people could buy outside and took them. In this way, her illness recovered in a week.

Lanjuan told her: I won’t take her to the hospital because the hospital spends a lot of money and can cause people to be cured, so it’s better to buy medicine yourself than to buy medicine.

Since she survived, she didn't care about this. However, Lanjuan was afraid that she would have an objection in this life and said, "Your uncle gave me my name. Of course I have to take good care of you. In this way, I will ask your uncle to bring a doctor to show you."

That night, at about 11 or 2 o'clock, a man named Wang Hai, who claimed to be her uncle, came. He was middle-aged, with a pair of unpleasant and small eyes, wearing a summer short-sleeved shirt, sandals, and a very naive smile on his face, just like an ordinary person. He took off his sandals and walked barefoot on the ground, and smiled at her, "How do you feel, Xiaoyao?"

She was so friendly that she was stunned. Why did she feel a little impression of the man? Then she nodded: "It's much better."

"That's good." Wang Hai sat in front of her, stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of her head.

She lowered her head.

Wang Hai looked at her timid appearance, and seemed very satisfied. He said to Lanjuan: "You said you asked me to find a doctor, but I saw that she is already ready."

"The fever has subsided, but I seem to be confused all the time. I can't even remember you, so I forgot about you." Lan Juan said, grinning at the air-exposed front teeth next to her.

"She was scared." Wang Hai said dismissively, "I fell into the ditch. If I hadn't been quick, her life would have been gone."

As she heard Wang Hai talking about the process of drowning, a huge beast with her mouth suddenly appeared in her mind, with dark all over her body. Her mouth seemed to be a whirlpool in her open mouth, which released a terrible suction force and tried to drag her into the underworld. She trembled all over her body. It felt like Wang Hai was not telling a lie. At that time, she almost died.

"Silly boy." Wang Hai turned around and saw that she seemed to have a nightmare. He stretched out his hand and rubbed her head again, saying, "Don't worry, no one can move you."

Why do I say that no one can touch her? Didn’t she fall into the pond because of playing? She can’t remember anything. She doesn’t know why, and I feel that it’s better not to remember it. Because of such terrible memories, she doesn’t want to dream of the second time, let alone remember it in reality.

Wang Hai came to see her for a while, then left. When he left, he told Lanjuan that he should pay attention to letting her rest and supplement her with nutrition. In two days, he would come back to see her when he is free.

With Wang Hai's instructions, Lan Juan still dared not let her go out, and at most let her visit her in the basement. For this reason, she would rather sit next to the exhaust fan, so that the air seemed to be better.

When Wang Hai came to see her again, she was already asleep. Lan Juan pulled the door curtain to block her sleeping figure. She could vaguely hear the conversation between Wang Hai and Lan Juan outside the door curtain.

"She still can't remember it," said Lanjuan.

Wang Hai turned on the lighter and clicked, trying to light a cigarette, but was stopped by another person.

"The air here is not good. If you smoke, you won't choke to death." This is a Sceaai, a bit like a woman's delicate voice. If you listen carefully, it's a man's voice.

"I'm sorry." Wang Hai hurriedly put the cigarette back into the cigarette box and said with a smile, "I almost forgot that Dr. Yang doesn't smoke."

Dr. Yang is quite big from the background and has a big posture. Lan Juan respectfully presented him with a cup of tea. He despised it soaked in tap water and said: The water quality in Beijing is not good.

Peng Fang, who was sleeping in a daze, felt disgusted when he heard that he was disgusted. He obviously felt disgusted even when he stepped into this place. He really didn't know why such a big man came to this place. Finally, Dr. Yang spoke. Lan Juan gently lifted the curtain in a corner, and a pair of cold eyes peeked at her outside like a snake. She felt scared and wanted to pick up the quilt to cover her face. Dr. Yang said, "Let it go. Don't wake her up."

Lan Juan hurriedly let go and put down the door curtain.

"How is it? Juan'er said she was okay, I think it's okay, what do you think?" Wang Hai asked him.

Dr. Yang said: "I'm not an X-ray machine, how can I tell whether she is in trouble at first sight? But if you put her here, you will get sick sooner or later if you don't get sick."

Wang Hai was unhappy after hearing what he said, but he did not dare to speak out.

Dr. Yang said again: "If you don't want to save her and make her sick again, send her out of this place as soon as possible."

Peng Fang felt that what he said seemed to have another meaning. When Dr. Yang left, Lan Juan really asked Wang Hai nervously: "What does he mean?"

Wang Hai glared at Lan Juan, covered the door of the basement room, and went outside and began to bombard Lan Juan: "She is not asleep anymore. You ask inside, are you trying to let her hear it?"

"Didn't she forget it?" Lanjuan said.

"I forgot, but I don't know if she will forever forget it, or one day I will suddenly remember who she is." Wang Hai touched his body anxiously, and could not feel the pack of cigarettes. Maybe he had fallen into the house. He cursed and said, "Anyway, you have sealed your mouth tightly."

"I only think you are strange." Lanjuan was so aggrieved by him that she was very aggrieved, saying, "Why did you save her? She is not your relative, she is nothing. It's okay to say that you can save an ignorant child. How can you save such a big guy back and it's hard to recuperate."

After hearing her resentment, Wang Hai shouted: "What do you know!"

Lanjuan was drunk by him and looked at him stupidly, as if she never recognized him. She even wanted to reach out and touch him: "Haizi, are you being possessed by evil spirits?"

Being possessed? Maybe he was really possessed. At that time, he didn't think of running away alone. When he saw her being abandoned by others, he risked his life to enter the death zone and rescued her. Mingming, he drove the car up and hit it, just to let the Lu family's daughter die. Every time he saw Manman, he had the impulse to kill her. I wonder if Yang Le'er's undead soul was causing trouble and possessed by him. Because he and Manman themselves did not have much hatred. So when he hit the car and flooded, he suddenly realized that he had done something terrible again.

He and Grandma Yang and Grandma Jiang have been together for so long, but they all knew that they would not be able to do this trick of using a knife to kill people, so he was really scared at that time. Fortunately, he saw the two women pulling Manman out and escaping death, but he didn't expect that the two women actually left the other and ignored it.

What was he thinking at that time? According to a bad guy like him, he shouldn't have thought of the word "poor", but in the end she was saved.

"I may be really possessed." Wang Hai said in a muffled manner.

Lan Juan opened her mouth in shock: "Scared!" and then said: "I thought you didn't say before that it was worth saving her back. The people above you instructed you to do this."

"No. They don't know. Only Dr. Yang knows it. However, after tonight, I won't guarantee whether he will tell others." Wang Hai sighed in depression, "No matter what, if I leave her here again, as Yang said, she will die in the end. Even if we don't harm her, someone may harm her."

When Lanjuan heard him say this, she was scared: "Haizi, I don't want to kill anyone. You told me that you won't kill anyone."

"Don't worry. They don't need a knife to kill people." Wang Hai said.

"It's a life without a knife." Lan Juan grabbed the hem of her clothes hard, "Besides, I'm with this child for a while, and I have some feelings for her."

Wang Hai sneered at her words: "What kind of relationship? You can sell your husband if you lose money at the gambling table, and you still talk about relationships?"

Lan Juan disagreed with his words and curled her lips: "That's because he smashed one of my front teeth."

"Who told you to bet badly?"

"Okay, I won't tell you this problem. Anyway, I hate you men hitting women with fists the most." Lan Juan turned her face and said, "Anyway, I don't want this child to die in my hands. You can send her away."

"I don't want to kill her. Otherwise, wasn't our previous kung fu done in vain?" Wang Hai said this, before leaving, he thought of something and said to her, "You should cultivate your relationship with her. Aren't you a girl who is about the same age? Believe me, this is not wrong."

Lanjuan nodded.

At this time, Peng Fang was not sleeping soundly because of some episodes that suddenly inserted tonight. Lan Juan walked back and tucked the quilt tightly for her. She felt that her hands were a little cold, and then put her hands in her palm to cover them. Wang Hai's words came to her mind. The more Lan Juan looked at it, the more she felt that the apple face in front of her looked like a dead girl.

Peng Fang only felt that when she was surrounded by darkness, she had a warm hand holding herself, as if she had seen a bright light in a dark ship, supporting herself to walk out of the darkness.

That night, Lanjuan stayed by her bed for a night. And she knew that Lanjuan stayed by her bed for more than one night. For several nights, as long as she was a little uneasy and uncomfortable, Lanjuan would stay with her like this. There was a basin and a towel by the bed. When she was sweating, Lanjuan would wipe it for her.

If it weren't for a relative or sincere, she really couldn't have imagined that Lanjuan had any reason to be so nice to her.

The next day, she woke up. After Lanjuan made her breakfast, she sat at a small table and took a toothless plastic comb to comb her hair in a small dressing mirror. Lanjuan's facial features were not very good, but she had good hair, which was as beautiful as the clouds. Perhaps because she didn't sleep last night, Lanjuan couldn't hide her yawning while trying to tie her braids and couldn't tie her hair well. After some carelessness, the comb in her hand fell to the ground.

Peng Fang put down the chopsticks and walked over to help her pick up the comb.

"Thank you." Lanjuan said to her, her sleepy eyelids fighting.

"I'll help you comb your hair." Peng Fang said when she just tied her ponytail, she still knew it.

After Lanjuan's eyes flashed with surprise at her proposal, she responded with a smile and stuffed the comb into her hand again.

Holding a strand of hair on the other person in the palm of her hand, it was soft and smooth, as if it was born with silk satin. The more she felt that this hair was really good, she could envy everyone. Without thinking, she said, "Sister Juan's hair is so beautiful."

Lan Juan said: "What's the use of just being beautiful in a scalp?"

The mirror reflects the face of a woman in her thirties and forties. Due to hard work, there are obvious crow's feet on the corners of her eyes. In contrast, the red apple face behind her is full of youthful vitality. It is so touching to look at it.

Peng Fang took a rubber ring and carefully tied the beautiful hair. She had just finished her work and was held by Lan Juan.

"Xiao Yao, do you know why I am so good to you?"

"Um?"

"Apart from your Uncle Hai, you are like a dead girl in me."

After hearing this, she looked at Lan Juan's face in amazement.

Lan Juan stood up and patted her stupid face. When she smiled, she still showed the front teeth that were missing half a corner, but it didn't look so ugly. She said, "Although you, Uncle Hai and I, have no money, no matter what, let us both sacrifice our lives, we will not let you have any trouble."

She still didn't say anything. When Lan Juan wiped the dishes and chopsticks on the table beside her, she asked softly: "What is the relationship between Sister Juan and I, Uncle Hai?"

"It's from the same hometown." Lan Juan said.

"Why do I have some impression of Uncle Hai and no sister Juan?"

Lan Juan heard her suddenly have questions, and her hand holding the bowl trembled. She turned around and regained her calmness. She smiled and said, "Silly child, although she is in the same village, you and your uncle Hai have more opportunities to contact us because they are relatives. As for me, I have already married to another village. Your uncle Hai is doing business outside and you can recognize me, but you don't recognize me, it's normal."

"Is Uncle Hai in business?"

"Yes, those who do clothing business now have no storefronts and mainly use street stalls."

She didn't know whether Lan Juan was trying to deceive her. However, Lan Juan really couldn't hear some of the words, such as Lan Juan herself had a dead girl. Later, she saw Lan Juan secretly taking out an old photo in the middle of the night, wiping her eyes while looking.

True and false, false and true, it seems that only the nightmare in my mind is true, and someone really wants to kill her.

I don’t know if it’s because of this, but she always listened to Lan Juan’s words and did not go out privately. She stayed in this small basement where there was neither newspaper nor TV nor radio, and seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world.

At the same time, Lu Yu found a supermarket near the basement and took Peng Fang's photo and asked around. This photo was specially found. The shirt she wore when she participated in the school activities was the black and white beige dot shirt she wore before she disappeared.

People in the supermarket have never seen Peng Fang, but someone has seen this beige dot shirt. After Lan Juan changed Peng Fang's clothes, she should have burned them as Wang Hai's instructions, but she couldn't bear to burn them and gave them to those who were ragged. A ragged man saw that the clothes were good, so he gave them to his daughter who was a very old.

Lu Yu was very happy to hear the clue, as if what he saw was not an illusion, so he waited in the supermarket for the girl who was also wearing a beige dot shirt to appear in front of him again. At this time, the sound of the wind quickly reached the sensitive Lanjuan's ears.
To be continued...