Volume 1: Breaking Ground Chapter 18 I'm going to take you out!
There are very few words on these notes, and most of them are expressed in pictures. I have to admire these two people with artistic talent. They can sketch out vivid images with just a few strokes and simply give these images joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.
For example, if you draw a boy wearing glasses, standing in front of the cafeteria door, with the clock next to him pointing to 11:40, it probably means: I'll wait for you at the cafeteria door at 11:40.
Or there are two girls in a picture, one with long flowing hair and the other with short and chic hair, with two options A and B marked next to them, which probably means: Do I look better with long hair or short hair? You have to choose one!
What is the fate of these two protagonists now? Has the boy flown back from the other side of the ocean? Can the lives separated for many years still be as sweet as before? It is inevitable to sigh.
There are some children's graffiti under the note, with particularly childish lines drawing ducks, dinosaurs and monsters. It seems that the mother also kept some of her children's childhood simple sketches.
What a caring mother.
Mu Yiran picked up one of the pictures. It showed a very complicated mechanical skeleton. It looked like it came from aliens, but also from high technology. Many tiny humans came to admire it. Some of them looked neither human nor human. Looking at their body shapes, if their skin was peeled off, they would be no different from the mechanical skeleton.
This can also be considered as a magical realism style, Mu Yiran was thinking, when he suddenly heard Ke Xun raise his voice: "Fuck, there is a clue! It turns out it is hidden here!"
At this time, old man Li Taiyong was also sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for news. When he heard Ke Xun's words, he couldn't help but look over here.
Ke Xun turned over this magical realist painting and showed everyone the back, on which were written a string of words in pencil: Mom, I went to 616 to paint, and I've already had lunch.
"It turns out that 616 and 411 are from the same family!" Ke Xun was a little excited, "And this family is all related to painting!"
Mu Yiran looked at the string of words again and again: "If I'm not mistaken, 616 should be the studio their family rented."
"No wonder you said there was no furniture in Room 616 before. If it was really a studio, it would be empty with almost no furniture." Old man Li Taiyong was about to stand up when he suddenly found that the ground was shaking.
The world was gradually getting darker, and the speed of darkening accelerated. Ke Xun opened the door and rushed out, only to find that the opening to the skylight had shrunk to the size of a sewer manhole cover.
"Perhaps their actions just now at the entrance of the patio accelerated the speed of breaking the ground." Mu Yiran helped old man Li Taiyong up, "Let's go to 616 now. The seal or signature must be there."
Elder Li Taiyong waved his hand and said, "I'll wait, you two hurry up!"
Ke Xun had already walked into the house, bent over with his back to the old man, and was about to carry him on his back: "Come on, it will be faster this way."
"This..." Old man Li Taiyong stopped being pretentious and simply carried this strong-looking young man on his back and jogged up to the sixth floor.
The entire tube building began to tremble slightly, and one could even feel an upward force that seemed to be trying to break through some boundaries.
When the three of them arrived at the door of Room 616, Wei Dong and his men had just come out of the door. "No, we can't stand steadily up there. We almost slipped!"
Apparently, several people had just climbed in through the window, and Wei Dong was planning to use a broom to sweep away the broken glass on the window.
"The clue is that the seal is in room 616!" Ke Xun held onto the almost deformed door frame and put the old man down from his back.
Mu Yiran had already entered the room and began to look around.
Zhu Haowen was a little unconvinced: " I have searched this room from top to bottom. There is no way I could have missed anything, unless you pry open the floor."
Mu Yiran seemed not to hear and was still searching everywhere. Qin Ci soon joined the search.
"I think Haowen is a careful child," said old man Li Taiyong, struggling to walk into the house through the deformed door frame. "If the seal is at 616, it must be a place you have never looked for."
Mu Yiran did not stop, but his eyes were looking around. The problem could be solved with just a thin layer of window paper, but sometimes people just can't get over this knot.
Ke Xun walked to the heater that was wrapped in printed wooden grids. Regardless of the pain, he clenched his fists and smashed a few times, removing the outer wooden board with his bare hands: "These places should have not been searched before."
Xinmiao arrived at 616 at some point and looked at everyone curiously, not daring to speak.
The floor shook violently again, the room became almost dark, and everyone felt a terrible sense of suffocation.
Only Xinmiao looked calm.
Mu Yiran adjusted his breathing and looked around the room coldly. His gaze fell on the wallpaper on the wall: "Tear off all the wallpaper!"
Everyone worked together, but because of suffocation, no one could exert any strength. They barely finished tearing off the wallpaper in the living room, and everyone was gasping for breath like a dying fish.
A wall of the room suddenly collapsed. Ke Xun reacted the fastest and instantly pushed Mu Yiran, who was leaning against the wall, out. However, he did not have time to pull half of his leg away and was crushed under the brick wall.
Mu Yiran and Weidong hurried over to help Ke Xun pull his leg out. Weidong was so anxious that he almost cried: "Ke'er, can you still move your leg?"
"Stop talking nonsense and tear it up!" Ke Xun didn't want to talk any more. Talking too much would cause him to be deprived of oxygen. In addition, he was very sensitive to this kind of overwhelming depression. Now he almost became a patient who needed emergency oxygen supply.
"Girl, help your brothers with the work!" Old man Li Taiyong ordered Xinmiao - this girl was the one with the most physical strength now.
Xinmiao seemed very obedient. He jumped towards the bedroom, lifted a corner of the wallpaper, and tore it open with a "swish".
A huge picture appeared before his eyes. As Xinmiao kept tearing it, the picture became more and more complete.
Although the picture is distorted due to the deformation of the room, it does not prevent people from imagining what it originally looked like.
——The huge and exaggerated bamboo shoots almost occupied the entire wall, and there were small windows all over the bamboo shoots, which looked like an abstract form of a tube-shaped building!
Next to the bamboo shoots were written in childish characters: I will take you out! Our bamboo shoot dormitory can soar into the sky! Break out of the cage! Head for the universe!
Xinmiao squatted down and tore off the bottom piece of wallpaper. There was a flaming tail like a rocket painted on the lower half of the bamboo shoot, which really gave a feeling of rushing out of space.
The artist’s signature is written below the bamboo shoots: Luo Bin, painted when he was 11 years old.
All eyes were focused on the young man's signature. In an instant, a faint golden light lit up, and a picture frame that was squeezed and almost deformed was faintly visible on the distorted wall.
"Success..." Several people said excitedly, but their voices were very weak.
Now the whole room is almost completely dark, and the only thing that illuminates it is the glowing signature.
The earth shook violently again. One corner of the frame could hardly hold on, and the entire frame was twisted into a parallelogram.
"Hurry up." Zhu Haowen was the first to step into the picture frame and disappeared inside in the blink of an eye.
Everything in front of us happened in just a moment, and a collapse could completely destroy the precious exit.
"Hurry up!" The voice of old man Li Taiyong rang out. At some point, the old man had propped up a corner of the almost broken picture frame, "Hurry up!"
As old man Li Taiyong shouted anxiously, Qin Ci also bent down and walked out of the picture frame.
"Grandpa Li..." Before Ke Xun could finish his words, he was carried on Mu Yiran's back and struggled to get into the picture frame that had been deformed to only one meter high.
"Let's go with my daughter. Maybe she can be cured if she gets out!" Old man Li Taiyong could hardly hold on any longer. He squatted down and tried his best to hold up a corner of the picture frame. Because he used too much force, veins on his temples bulged. "Take her out!"
Wei Dong gritted his teeth, pulled Xin Miao and crawled out. The moment they got out, they heard a loud collapse behind them...
There was light before my eyes and all the nightmares disappeared.
Ke Xun was still carried on Mu Yiran's back. His calves had almost lost feeling and he didn't know when tears started flowing down his face, wetting Mu Yiran's back.
Everyone stood in the exhibition hall in silence. When everyone mustered up the courage to look at the painting in front of them, they found that the painting was surprisingly warm and bright:
"Breaking Ground. Series No. 5" - Painter Luo Bin, 2016 work.
The scene in the painting is exactly the courtyard of Chunsun Apartment. It seems as if every corner is bathed in sunshine. Although it is a scene from the old times, the colors are bright and comfortable.
The yard was full of warmth and liveliness. There were children jumping rubber ropes, housewives picking vegetables and washing clothes, and a little boy sitting in a corner of the yard, drawing on a drawing board. What he drew was a big bamboo shoot, and the little boy was drawing a window on the bamboo shoot.
In the picture, there are two old men playing chess. One is the doorman, Uncle Zhang, and the other is old man Li Taiyong with a kind smile on his face . Next to the old man is Xin Miao, who is doing ballet moves with a sweet smile on his face.
Wei Dong looked down at the palm of his right hand. He had just used his right hand to pull Xin Miao out. As the space became larger and larger, he stood up and started running. However, as he ran, he felt that the person in his hand was getting lighter and lighter, until he really came out, and the girl disappeared.
Now in the palm of his hand is just a small blue bow hairpin, the one that Xinmiao has always worn on her head.
"They are very happy in the painting." said Mu Yiran.
Ke Xun remained silent.
Qin Ci's expression was heavy, but at this moment he could only say: "Let's send Xiao Ke to the hospital first. His leg might be broken."
