People will lose when they live, what you lose will not come again, what you strive for may also be lost, life is only forward, there is no if, this is true for the world, and the same is true for Yang.

After Yang Yi got his luggage back in the youth hostel, he returned to the basement alone again, and transferred the rent of the three to Yan Jia by the way, originally wanting to give the rent directly to Aunt Wu, but when he thought that he didn't have Aunt Wu's phone number and Aunt Wu's impatient look, he could only hand it over to Yan Jia on his behalf.

Although Yang Yi didn't care about the cold eyes of others, he didn't have a tendency to be abused, and finally Yang Yi also sent a text message to Yan Jia, wanting to invite her to dinner another day to show her gratitude, Yan Jia may be busy and did not reply to Yang Yi.

There was no sound in the cold above-ground room, only a lonely figure smoking silently, the smoke was filling, and from time to time it filled the entire room, Yang also got up and opened a window in the basement, and fresh air rushed in to drive the smoke out.

Looking at the empty basement, Yang Yi silently calculated in his heart where to buy quilts and daily necessities, it seems that he has to go out to inquire if there is a wholesale market nearby, Yang Yi, who has made up his mind, will not stay and go out, otherwise the darkness will render the whole city again.

"Uncle, let me ask if there is a wholesale market selling daily necessities in the neighborhood?" Yang also met an old man who was walking, so he asked.

"Yes, there is a wholesale market two kilometers away from here, you can go there and have a look, you can just take the 739 bus at the platform in front of you. The uncle replied enthusiastically.

"Thank you, uncle. ”

"It's all right, lad. ”

In fact, there is a large supermarket around Yang Yi's rented house, but the price must be expensive, and this expenditure is too big for Yang Yi at present.

Yang Yi walked to the bus stop, surrounded by a lot of people waiting for the bus, Yang Yi chose the most edge of the platform, I don't know where to start, Yang Yi is used to not being noticed, just want to be quiet and alone, and even longing in his heart to be completely forgotten by the world.

Suddenly, the previously clear sky suddenly became overcast, and dark clouds began to swallow up the white clouds, and a black oppression enveloped the entire city.

"It looks like it's going to rain. Yang Yi looked up at the slightly depressed sky and muttered to himself in his heart.

After standing for more than 20 minutes, the 739 bus slowly entered the station, and the surrounding crowd rushed up.

"Oh, the people inside look behind and walk, and they can't get in front. ”

"You look at the dot and step on my foot. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

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The sound of the bus came and went, it was very crowded, and Yang Yi kept squeezing before he climbed on the bus with difficulty and stood on the edge of the door.

As the bus turned, people's inertia squeezed all their bodies together, and Yang only felt that his body was like a thousand pounds of gravity, and he couldn't breathe, as if life had given him.

Fortunately, the distance in two kilometers is not far, and from time to time it will arrive at the wholesale market, the bus stops slowly, waiting for the bus to stop, Yang Yi also got off the bus and breathed a sigh of relief.

The sky became darker, and a light rain fell, wetting the fallen leaves, wetting the streets, wetting the city, and the breeze mixed with the drizzle gently blew on Yang Yi's cheeks, and the pedestrians around him kept speeding up, hoping to go where they wanted to go when the rainstorm came.

Yang Yi enjoyed the feeling of rain, as if he could wash away the dusty dust in his heart, he walked very slowly, letting the drizzle fall on any corner of his body, not dodging, not covering it.

The wholesale market is not far from the bus stop, perhaps because of the sudden rain, there are not many people in the wholesale market, many business owners gather together to knock melon seeds, chattering, relaxed and comfortable.

Yang also kept looking around in the drizzle, looking for a suitable store for himself.

"Young man, come in and see what you need. ”

"Handsome guy, come and see Auntie, Auntie has everything here, it's very cheap. ”

The surrounding shopkeepers kept shouting at Yang Yi, not letting go of anyone who had the opportunity to become a guest.

Yang Yi only responded with a smile, did not enter the store, and continued to move forward, and finally stopped in front of a store with four big characters engraved on the wooden plaque "Shanghai Old Store".

Yang Yi gently shook the raindrops on his body, wiped his short hair that was already wet with his hands, and looked around, only to see the whole store covered with sheets, quilt covers, and basins...... and other daily necessities are full, everything is available.

"Something, lad. An aunt in her fifties got up and asked Yang Yi.

"I need some daily necessities, quilts and everything. Yang replied in a slightly hoarse voice.

Auntie heard that she kept introducing quilt covers of different colors, some red, some white, and some gray......

Yang also saw a blue quilt cover in the store, and the picture on it was a boat sailing on the choppy sea, and the white-haired canvas was blown up by the strong sea breeze, but it was not broken, and it was very tough.

Yang also inquired about the price, and after learning that it was not expensive, he bought it, and then bought other necessary daily necessities one after another.

The aunt is packing, Yang Yi stands in front of the store to feel the crisp sound of raindrops, this scene seems quiet and warm, Yang Yi sometimes thinks how good it would be to stay in time at this moment.

"Young man, Auntie has wrapped it for you, a total of 530 yuan. Auntie's voice came from not far away.

"Auntie, can it be a little cheaper, I don't have much money. Yang Yi came back to his senses, embarrassed and annoyed by the slightly wet short hair.

Auntie smiled: "That's okay, Auntie is also a real person, so I'll give you twenty yuan cheaper." ”

Yang Yi responded with a smile: "Thank you, Auntie." ”

"By the way, boy, did you bring an umbrella? Auntie asked worriedly as she looked at the rain that was getting heavier and heavier.

"I was in such a hurry to go out that I forgot, as long as the quilt didn't get wet. Yang also said indifferently.

"That's not good, what if you catch a cold in this heavy rain, where do you live, young man?" the aunt continued.

"I live on Taitung Road,"

"Well, it's not easy to take a taxi here, and there are a lot of things, so I'll ask my old man to get you a taxi." ”

"Well, that's troublesome Auntie. Yang Yi looked at the three bags that were tightly wrapped, and could only reluctantly accept the help of his aunt.

Not long after, an uncle called a taxi to help put Yang Yi's luggage in the back box, and kept telling the driver to send Yang Yi to Taitung Road, don't be mistaken, looking at this scene, Yang Yi only felt warm in his heart, even if it was raining heavily at this time, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

The sky gradually darkened, and the rain became heavier, and the raindrops kept hitting the windows, crackling, and dripping quickly down the window glass, and the cycle continued.

The driver was answering the phone, the other end of the voice was a woman's voice, the two kept arguing on the phone, the sound came and went, after more than ten minutes, the driver hung up the phone angrily, full of anger.

"Where are you going to Taitung Road?" said the driver to Yang Yi impatiently, obviously the rainstorm and a phone call made the driver extremely annoyed.

Yang Yi opened the car window, looked at the familiar scenery around him, and said softly: "Just stop at the intersection in front!"

When the driver heard this, he kicked the accelerator, the engine turned quickly, and with a bang, the taxi rushed forward, and the stagnant water in the pothole was stirred up fiercely, and the water splashed.

"Sixteen yuan and eight cents, get out of the car quickly, don't delay my business. The driver said very irritablely.

Yang Yi didn't argue too much about the driver's words, even if the other party was extremely impatient, his disgusted expression was undisguised, and he was still silent, the only thing that made his calm face fluctuate was the fare, he just had some heartache and spent more than ten yuan to get a taxi.

This was the first time Yang Yi had met someone in Shanghai who seemed unfriendly, whether it was a middle-aged woman in a previous youth hostel or Yan Jia who had left a very good impression on Yang Yi.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and as soon as Yang Yi got out of the car, he was ruthlessly invaded by the rain, and the raindrops continued to slide down his cheeks, sliding down rapidly, and after a short stay, he returned to the earth.

Yang Yi walked to the back of the car, opened the back box, took out three big bags, carried two big bags in both hands, and grabbed them hard, although the big bags were not heavy, the volume was very large, and it was not easy to take two at the same time, this was the first time that Yang Yi felt helpless and helpless in a strange city.

Placing the two big bags under the eaves on the side of the street, and then quickly getting up to get another big bag, the driver saw Yang Yi take all the luggage, roared away, and disappeared into the rain after a short time, and the stagnant water on the street was splashed fiercely.

The eaves are very short, and they can't cover all the rain, and they tick and tick on any corner of Yang Yi's body, dripping onto the plastic bags wrapped in quilts and other daily necessities.

"Mom, why doesn't that uncle have an umbrella?" A little boy who was only more than two years old was held in the arms of a young mother, and his little finger pointed at Yang Yizhi and asked his mother childishly.

In the world of children, when it rains, you should wear an umbrella, and when it is cold, you should wear more clothes, and never consider whether you have an umbrella or whether you have money to buy clothes.

Yang Yi heard the sound, and when he turned around, the rain had soaked his whole body, revealing a young and resolute face, no sadness, no joy, no waves, and he didn't care about the wet whole body at all.

The moment he saw the little boy, his originally calm heart showed a smile that came to the depths of his heart, and he spit out his tongue mischievously, and the raindrops still followed Yang Yi's exposed tongue and entered the mouth, without the faint salty taste of tears, colorless and tasteless.

"Maybe my uncle forgot to bring an umbrella when he went out. The young mother touched the little boy's head dotingly and replied.

"Mom, shall we lend our umbrella to my uncle? The little boy innocently continued to say to his mother.

The young mother didn't know how to answer the little boy's question, but she still carried the little boy to Yang Yi's side and asked if Yang Yi needed help.

The words and deeds of the mother and son all fell into Yang Yi's ears, to Yang Yi's surprise, he didn't expect the other party to really come over and want to help him, because the haze left in the driver's heart was swept away, and he felt the slightest warmth under the cold raindrops.

Some people say that parents are the best teachers for their children, and their words and deeds will affect their children's understanding of the world, and Yang can clearly feel that young mothers are setting an example for their children, and are not sure whether they really want to help themselves.

Yang Yiwan refused the other party's help, and struggled to pick up the two big bags and walked in the direction of the basement, and disappeared in a few corners.

When Yang Yi returned to get the third big bag, he found that the young mother used an umbrella to cover the quilt in the big bag, covering part of the little boy and part of Yang Yi's quilt, and her side was completely exposed in the heavy rain and was already soaked.

The little boy's eyes widened, staring at Yang Yi motionlessly, his black eyes sparkling with innocence and brilliance.

Looking at this scene, Yang Yi said softly: "Thank you." Seeing Yang Yi turn around and take the last big bag, the young mother also turned around and walked slowly, and disappeared at the end of the street in a short time.

A cold wind blew, the cold was biting, the rain was heavier, dripping on Yang Yi's whole body, but it was warm in Yang Yi's heart, looking at the disappeared figure of the little boy and the young mother, Yang Yi no longer stayed and turned around and walked to the basement.

A rain, a coolness, the ripples drawn by the fallen leaves are like a promise in the heart, can not be calmed only drifting, a chance encounter, a wordless, an unexpected help, just like Qin Xuan peeling off a dusty heart, with love, the world is no longer indifferent.