Yang Yi slowly walked forward along the flow of people, getting farther and farther away from the Bund, and slowly, the flow of people became less and less, thinner and thinner, and finally Yang Yi was left alone.

Yang Yi stood quietly, looking at the whizzing cars, disappearing into the darkness with a trace of noise, and the crowd passing by walked towards his own destination, and where was Yang Yi's purpose? He didn't know that this city seemed too strange to him.

The light of the street lamp, slightly dazzling, completely showed Yang Yi's face, but the cheeks that should have been youthful were full of moisture, but the eyes looked very sad, with a hint of confusion, as if he was at a loss for the future.

Yang Yi touched his pocket, took out a cigarette casually, snapped, an open flame appeared, the cigarette was ignited, Yang Yi took a hard puff, the cigarette in his mouth passed through the mouth, flowed into the lungs, and then went away with the wind from the nose, which seemed extremely gentle and skillful.

Time seemed to stand still, the cigarette lit in Yang Yi's hand spontaneously combusted, he seemed to have forgotten the inferior cigarette he lit in his hand, and with the wind leaving a long cigarette ash, a spirit, Yang Yi came back to his senses.

Lighting a cigarette, he smoked half of it, and the wind smoked half of it, maybe the wind also had his own troubles.

Even the smoke is accompanied by the wind, Yang Yi looked at this scene, shook his head self-deprecatingly, no longer stopped, and walked forward.

Shanghai is very prosperous, with high-rise buildings, shining lights, and the whole street is full of traffic, even if it is late at night, there are still a lot of people, after all, it is known as the "magic capital".

Yang Yi opened his mobile phone while walking, searched for some hotel information on the Internet, looked at the information displayed on the mobile phone screen, even the cheapest hotel cost more than 200 a night, and felt helpless, so he could only pull his suitcase alone and move forward in the dark, after all, the Bund in Shanghai is a well-known scenic spot in the country, and the price of the surrounding hotels is definitely not the same.

Yang Yi seriously moved in one direction, moving forward gently, away from the bustling area, the friction sound of the suitcase dragging on the ground became more and more clear and audible, the flashing lights became more and more dim, and the pedestrians on the road became more and more sparse.

The four big words "Youth Hostel" are particularly shiny on the dim street.

Yang Yi gently pushed open the door, held the suitcase in his hand to avoid making a sound, and slowly walked towards the front desk of the hotel, only to see the figure of a middle-aged woman lying on the counter sleeping soundly, and the clock hanging behind her was already more than two o'clock in the morning.

"Is there still a room?" Yang Yi's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the quiet room, which seemed very soft.

The figure that was originally asleep woke up suddenly, with an extremely impatient look on his face, and when he looked up and saw Yang Yi's handsome face, with a warm smile on his face, the annoyance on his face disappeared, and he responded to Yang Yi with a shallow smile.

"If you have a room, do you want to move in now?" the middle-aged woman stood up, looked across the platform from Yang Yi, and replied softly.

The middle-aged woman was 1.6 meters tall, standing in front of Yang Yi, who was 1.8 meters tall, only to her shoulders.

"How much does it cost to stay for one night?" Yang also asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Fifty dollars. The middle-aged woman replied with a smile.

Yang Yi frowned slightly when he heard this.

The middle-aged woman seemed to see Yang Yi's thoughts, turned around and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and said slowly: "It's already past two o'clock, I'll charge you thirty yuan, and check out before twelve o'clock tomorrow." ”

Yang Yi's originally frowning brows stretched out suddenly, and a slightly hoarse voice whispered, "Thank you." ”

After Yang Yi checked in his check-in information, because there was no elevator, he carried his suitcase and went upstairs along the stairs, his steps were very light and he didn't make any sound.

The middle-aged woman looked at Yang Yi's back who disappeared at the corner of the stairs, and fell into a deep sleep again, dreaming of her unfinished dreams before.

Yang Yi swiped the room card, and the door made a soft sound, and the originally subtle sound was particularly abrupt in the quiet corridor at this moment.

Bang!

The lights in the whole room lit up, a little dazzling, Yang Yi subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, and only after his eyes adapted to the brightness of the lights in the room did he put it down and closed the door behind him casually.

I saw a very small room in front of me, only able to put down a single bed, the distance between the bed and the wall was only only an adult's body, not far away was a simple washstand and toilet, the slightest smell of the toilet could be clearly smelled, the only thing that surprised Yang Yi was that there was a window in this room.

Yang also put the suitcase next to the toilet, took off the clothes on his upper body, exposed the muscles in a line, and then went to wash.

The color of the sky was still black and unchanged, but the scale of time was approaching three o'clock in the morning.

After Yang Yi finished washing, he turned off the light in the room casually, and the darkness filled the entire small room like a tide, without a trace of gap.

Yang Yi gently opened the window next to the bed, a slightly biting cold wind blew in his face, Yang Yi wrapped the quilt on himself, picked up the cigarette on the table, and took out a cigarette in his mouth, the spark of the flower machine lit up the darkness in an instant, and disappeared in an instant, the red light of the cigarette burning was the only light in the darkness, but it was very faint.

This time, Yang also did not let the wind smoke half more, perhaps the wind no longer needed the company of cigarettes and found his own support.

After smoking the last puff of cigarette, a sense of tiredness disturbed Yang Yi's whole body, and from time to time he fell into a deep sleep, inadvertently, even the window was forgotten to close, and the wind of the late night was intertwined with the smooth glass, like the sound of wind chimes, crisp and pleasant, floating throughout the room and drifting into Yang Yi's sleep.

The world in the dream is a memory that sleeps in the bottom of the heart, the two figures meet in the countryside across time and space, and the twenty-five-year-old Yang Yi is like a phantom in the void, looking at the running little Yang Yi, with an innocent smile on his face.

Xiao Yang was also looking forward to it under the big osmanthus tree, and did not wait for his parents to return, his childish face was full of tears, and he didn't want to be so heartbroken before, and the tears gently slid down his cheeks and dripped into the familiar soil.

Xiao Yang also likes the early summer when the osmanthus is in full bloom, and a few guys lie quietly under the osmanthus tree, looking up at the starry sky through the gap of the osmanthus tree.

It's just that this time Xiao Yang is just looking forward to his parents who have not returned for a long time to be able to return to his side and be by his side, but even such a small wish has no one to fulfill for him.

A rickety figure walked slowly towards Yang Yi, his face was engraved with the traces left by the years, his pace was very slow, and he walked a little hard, and with every step forward, the crutches in his hand would fall.

The old face looked at the lonely little Yang Yi, and sighed: "Child, it's not early, I have to go to school tomorrow, go home with grandpa." ”

Xiao Yang also heard the sound, turned his head, wiped the tears on his face, and called softly: "Grandpa." So he rushed away, hugged his grandfather in his arms, and kept choking: "It's been so many days, why haven't my parents come back, don't they want me anymore?"

The old man looked at Yang Yi who was sobbing, his kind face was full of distress, and he gently patted Xiao Yang Yi's back with his slightly shriveled hand, and kept comforting him: "Mom and Dad are too busy, I'll be back in a few days, don't worry, don't you have grandpa to accompany you?"

The old man's words were pale and weak, but for the young Yang Yi, he believed it and stopped sobbing, Xiao Yang also gently supported the old man, turned around, and slowly walked in the direction of home, the night stretched the figure of an old man and a young man very long.

Yang Yi, a young man in the void, looked at his former self and grandfather who disappeared into the darkness, his eyes were full of tears, although it didn't seem that Xiao Yang Yi was crying like a heartbreak, the crystal clear tears turned into shining teardrops, like pearls constantly scattered in the void, bright and bright.

Xiao Yang also seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned his head and stared into the void, but it was still a night shrouded in darkness, except for the shining stars, there was nothing.

The young Yang Yi who existed in the void, looking at Xiao Yang Yi's figure, kept calling, his throat seemed to be locked by the shackles of time, and he couldn't make a sound, let the young Yang Yi desperately struggle and call, and the response to him was still silent.

Xiao Yang Yi slowly turned his head away, leaving only a back for the young Yang Yi, and walked farther and farther until he was completely overwhelmed by the darkness.

Xiao Yang Yi and the young Yang Yi crossed the river of time, going upstream, they could only look at each other without words, and they only existed in the dream realm of the young Yang Yi, the interweaving of illusion and reality could not change the past, silent, and difficult to change.

The figure of the young Yang Yi slowly became more and more dim in the void, and continued to dissipate with the wind, the young Yang Yi tried to open his eyes, looking into the distance, and it was still difficult to stop the torrent of steel that time had crossed, until the last trace of brilliance was also covered by the night and completely disappeared.

Ding Ding ......

In the early morning, Yang Yi's mobile phone alarm clock kept ringing, and the windows that had not been closed last night had already filled the hustle and bustle of the street into the small room.

Yang Yi, who was asleep, opened his hazy eyes, sat up, stretched his waist, and the tense muscles were linear, Yang Yi looked at the time, turned off the mobile phone alarm clock next to the pillow, put on his clothes, got up and walked to the slightly foul-smelling bathroom to wash.

Yang Yi looked at his slightly haggard face in the mirror, his cheeks seemed to be carved by a craftsman, natural sunlight, but there was more melancholy, and the stubble at the corner of his mouth had already emerged, even if Yang Yi had trimmed it before he came to Shanghai, it still couldn't stop it.

Yang Yi touched the stubble at the corner of his mouth with his hand, slightly prickly, and said self-deprecatingly: "Who let someone be twenty-five, but nothing can be done." ”

When Yang Yi finished washing, returned to the room, opened his suitcase, rummaged through the two certificates, and gently took them out and put them on the bed, the cover of the certificate said Sun Yat-sen University graduation certificate, Sun Yat-sen University bachelor's degree certificate, Yang Yi gently opened the graduation certificate, engraved with a few lines of small characters on it, the far right and lower a steel seal is particularly obvious, the payment time is 2018, June, No. 9, there is also the signature of the president of Sun Yat-sen University, the handwriting is powerful, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the clouds flow smoothly, and it is drunk in one go.

Yang Yi looked at the time of June 9, 2018, and muttered to himself, "Have you graduated for more than two years?" and slowly closed the certificate, put it under the suitcase again, and covered it with clothes.

Yang Yi picked up his mobile phone and ID card, and walked downstairs, the counter was still the same, but the cashier had already been replaced by a middle-aged man, constantly sorting out the slightly messy desktop, and the middle-aged man seemed to be surprised that Yang Yi appeared early.

Yang Yi looked at the middle-aged man and smiled slightly, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Uncle, room 301 is renewed today, so you don't need to clean it." ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he stopped what he was doing and said, "A total of fifty yuan." ”

"Okay" Yang Yi replied softly, took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code posted in front of the counter, shook the mobile phone in his hand, had already paid, and put the mobile phone in his trouser pocket.

The middle-aged man nodded, did not speak, and continued to bow his head to clean up, and his words seemed very few.

The slight vibration sound of the mobile phone came, Yang Yi took out his mobile phone and looked at the deduction information from the payment just now, looking at the balance of 857.12 yuan, Yue Yan could only shake his head helplessly, put away the mobile phone, no longer stayed, and disappeared into the hustle and bustle of the street.

The beginning of a new day is also the beginning of a busy day, and time never stands still because of anyone.