Chapter 41: People with Stories

At the end of November, the weather in Guangzhou has already begun to get colder. This year's winter seems to be coming faster and colder than ever.

Two weeks passed, and on this evening after work, I went to the bridge I had been to again, but I didn't want to go there myself, but walked and walked, like a dark arrangement. In the bustling street market, everyone on the road has put on their coats, and I am no exception, I wear a leather jacket, and I remember that this coat was a gift from Su Jing to me last Christmas. Now, Christmas is fast approaching, but where is she, will she come to see me?

Maybe, maybe not......

Standing on the overpass, it is a 90-degree turning angle, and the most beautiful night view in this area can be seen here. I took out the cigarette case from my pocket and put it in my mouth, but instead of lighting it right away, I quietly blew the wind and smelled the tobacco in my mouth.

"Hello, you...... Can you give me a cigarette?"

I turned around and saw the same homeless man I had last met on the flyover, with his back to the streetlight, which was already dim, and his long, unkempt hair obscuring half of his face. So I took a few steps closer to him, then took a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to him.

He took the cigarette from my hand and asked, "Thank you...... Can you borrow a fire?"

If it had been before, I would have felt impatient, but now that my state of mind has become calmer, I not only did not feel impatient, but I squatted down, blocking the wind with one hand and pressing the lighter with the other.

As I did this, he looked at me with a surprised expression, then instinctively ducked back.

I smiled at him, "It doesn't matter. ”

After speaking, he leaned the cigarette in his mouth against the burning flame of the lighter, and the smoke was instantly blown away by the passing wind.

He took two puffs of cigarette in a row, then looked at me and said in a low voice, "Young man, you will definitely be able to achieve great things in the future." I see that you have been here a lot of times by yourself lately, probably because you have encountered a low period, you have to remember, don't let the current situation make you slumped, your future is bright, it shouldn't be like this!"

I thought what he said was interesting, so I lit my cigarette, looked at him with great interest, and said with a smile: "Don't you think it's very contradictory to say that about me? ”

His hands were like a windshield wiper, and he quickly swung up, denying: "I'm different from you, I'm tired of it, just live a leisurely life every day, it's good......" He hissed a cigarette and continued: "I guess you just graduated and worked for a short time, you're still young, it's normal to be a little frustrated, and the road ahead is long!"

So, I sat down on the ground and asked, "I don't know what to call you yet?"

"Ahem, a name is just a title, it's the same whether you have a name or not, if you can afford me, then call me uncle. ”

I nodded and replied: "I think, before this, you must be a person with a very good story, you are different from other homeless people, you see you here, you don't even have a bowl, you are not professional at all." ”

The uncle laughed a few times "hehe", and said in a vicissitudes of life: "Everyone is an independent individual, with their own life track, and every step they take is both a scenery and a story." So it's not that I have a story, it's that we're all people with stories...... Day after day, why think so much, just have something to eat!"

After he finished speaking, I repeated in my heart what he said: "Everyone is an independent individual, with their own life track, and every step is both a scenery and a story." After some consideration, this made me feel even more that the uncle dressed as a homeless man in front of me was not simple.

"Uncle, I want to ask you, how long has your life lasted like this?"

The cigarette was almost burning to the filter of the cigarette holder, but he was reluctant to take a puff, so he pressed the butt of the cigarette to the ground and snuffed it out, and then put it in a plastic bottle behind him. After he finished doing this slowly, he said leisurely: "After the last month of the year, it will be the tenth year...... Ten years, but in the blink of an eye. ”

He glanced at the cigarette between my fingers and said, "Red Nanjing, I used to like to smoke this cigarette very much, it is different from other cigarettes, it has a unique flavor in it...... Can you give me another one?"

"And what did you do before that?" I said as I took another cigarette from my cigarette case and handed it to him.

The uncle took the cigarette and lit it directly, and replied: "Doing some business, it's quite big, but then I offended some people who shouldn't be offended, touched their interests, and then there was nothing, I ran away from the north and came here." ”

"What about your family?"

"Hehe, I'm an orphan, and then ...... In that catastrophe, my wife and children were gone, and I was left alone. ”

I was silent for a while, and I could imagine how sad the story behind it was, but he summed it up in a few words, as if he were telling someone else's story. What does a person have to go through to be so free.

"Uncle, I know it's going to be abrupt to ask this, but can you tell me what happened back then to get you to where you are today?"

"It's torture to revisit the past, don't talk about it...... Well, I've got to rest, and you can go back, young man, and thank you for the cigarettes. He took out a mat from his battered backpack and spread it on the floor, which was equivalent to an eviction order against me.

When he said this, I stopped asking. I got up from the ground, made room for him to lay out the mat, and after a short silence, I put most of the pack of cigarettes in my pocket and the lighter next to his backpack, and said seriously, "Since you like to smoke this cigarette too, then leave the rest of the cigarette to you." ”

He hurriedly said, "Ouch, the young man can't do it." ”

"It's okay, you can take it, I still have ...... Rest early, I'll go back first, and I'll come back to see you another day. With that, I smiled and nodded my head, then turned and descended the stairs and exited the bridge.

After chatting with my uncle, I felt a little more comfortable, but I knew that it might only be temporary. Because no matter how many stories you listen to, it's someone else's story, but life is still your own. This reminds me of a very popular sentence on the Internet, "Who will come first tomorrow or the accident, no one knows" In fact, I also know that Su Jing has left me, she really left, and the story between us was unilaterally ended by her.

Actually, I understand everything, but it doesn't matter, just let yourself be, there's nothing wrong with being casual, and use this time to settle down.

......

It's another week, and today is the weekend, and it's the beginning of December. In the evening after dinner, although the winter nights come quickly, you can still see the stars in the dark sky. Seeing that the weather was good, I planned to go to Wenshuya and their school, but I didn't tell her that I wanted to go, I just wanted to go for a walk by myself.

When I got to school, I bought a few cans of beer and a pack of cigarettes nearby before heading in, walking aimlessly. Finally I stopped next to an artificial lake and sat down directly on the lawn by the lake.

I have to say that this is really a "patting and dragging holy place", as far as I can see around me, there are four or five couples sitting there talking about love, talking about love, and talking about me. Compared to their pairs, sitting alone at the moment seemed a little lonely. In this winter, everyone else is hiding under the covers, or couples come out to cultivate their feelings, and people like me are considered an alternative.

With a can in my left hand and a cigarette in my right finger, I enjoyed the tranquility of the lights, but it didn't last long before a familiar voice came from behind me.

"Cheng Ting, is that you?"

I subconsciously turned my head to look, but I didn't expect it to be them......