The mobile banking app is on.

Not only did he board, but a series of zeros in the balance almost blinded him.

He Yuan wiped his eyes and counted, one, two, three, four......

There are six zeros.

He Yuan wiped his eyes, and counted again, it was still six zeros.

"A million, it's really a million......" He Yuan muttered to himself, his mind blank.

He clearly remembers himself, what bank cards he has, and even every deposit on his bank card. In his card, there is absolutely no such card, let alone the six zeros and one million!

"I'm dreaming, I must be dreaming. He Yuan snapped and slapped himself.

Rubbing his reddened cheeks, He Yuan looked down at his phone, and the numbers on it had not changed.

"Impossible, how is this possible, could it be that yesterday's dream was true?"

He Yuan rubbed his hair vigorously, everything in front of him made him feel incredible, and his hair almost made him bald.

He tried to remember the dream, but it was so broken that there were only fragments. He only knew that in his dream he did a lot of things that he usually wanted to do, but did not dare to do. The other is that he is rich, very rich.

If this bank card is real, then are the other things in the dream also real?

Thinking of this, He Yuan's breathing paused.

No matter what he fuss about, he is really in a dream, he is too rich, just the real estate in the first-tier cities, at least there are twenty or thirty sets, if it is converted to RMB, with the current house price......

Hiss......

He Yuan gasped and hurriedly lit a cigarette.

The spicy smoke poured into his throat, suppressing somewhat jumbled thoughts.

Smoking a cigarette, He Yuan tried his best to recall last night's dream, but those memory fragments became fainter and fainter, only remembering what he had done roughly, but he couldn't recall the bank account number and real estate certificate.

It's a conversation with another voice, still stuck in my head.

"It's strange, I'm not usually such a talkative person, even in my dreams, I don't talk so much. He Yuan rubbed his temples.

Last night, he had too many conversations with that voice.

He rarely has such strange dreams, let alone talks about these things in his dreams.

He held many things in his heart and did not confide in anyone. But that voice seemed to have a kind of magic power, releasing all the emotions he had suppressed in his heart.

"It can't be a brain problem, then I'll have to go to the hospital. ”

He Yuan thought of a possibility, could it be that the tumor was compressing the nerves, causing him to hallucinate.

Thinking of this possibility, He Yuan was startled, although he was already ready to meet death, but this speed was too fast, somewhat beyond his expectations.

He hurriedly finished his cigarette, jumped out of bed, and went to the pool at the back of the yard to get cold water. It took five minutes to wash up, then pack up and call a taxi on my phone.

Registered, took pictures, and after a series of tosses, He Yuan finally got his own photos.

The doctor looked at the photo, pushed down his glasses, and said "huh".

He Yuan's heart suddenly lifted: "Doctor, is there something wrong?"

"Judging from the photo, the tumor in your brain is a little smaller than last time, have you used other treatments recently?" The doctor looked at He Yuan while looking at the photo, with some curiosity in his eyes.

No matter what he thinks, many people who are terminally ill will try some strange earthwork. While most are useless and may even worsen the condition, there are always one or two exceptions.

"No, just eat, sleep, walk, and don't do anything else. He Yuan told the doctor what he usually did, and there was nothing special about it.

The doctor touched his chin and said to himself, "It's strange, it's impossible, why did it get smaller." ”

Noticing He Yuan's gaze, the doctor coughed and said, "Don't worry, it's nothing, maybe you were too tired from work before, now relax and your condition will be relieved." ”

"Doctor, you say, will the tumor in my brain press on the nerves and make me hallucinate?" He Yuan asked.

"Have you been feeling dizzy lately?"

"Not really. ”

"As it stands, this won't happen for the time being. Keep it that way, and maybe your illness will be under control. The doctor said.

He Yuan went out in a daze, and in the room, the doctor was still holding a photo of He Yuan, and he was amazed.

When he got out of the hospital, he was blown by the cold wind outside, and He Yuan shivered.

It's almost October, the weather has cooled down suddenly, and I was wearing shorts and short sleeves a few days ago, and now I have to put on jeans and a jacket.

According to the doctor, He Yuan's current condition is under control, and he will not hallucinate due to the compression of the nerves. In other words, what He Yuan saw was true.

He really has a bank card, and there really is a million on it!

He Yuan took out his mobile phone, repeatedly confirmed the background information, and saw that the name on the account was indeed him, He Yuan gritted his teeth and transferred all the money in the account to the salary card.

"Ding Dong".

SMS alert that a new payment has been credited.

When I opened the text message, I saw that the salary card, which originally only had a few thousand yuan left, instantly increased by one million. He Yuan's heart suddenly became empty.

He Yuan went to the commissary to buy a bottle of water, lit a cigarette, and watched the people coming and going on the street, always having an unreal feeling.

In the past, when I didn't have money, I had to work hard to earn money.

Later, when I had some savings, I wanted to earn more money.

Now, he quit his job, bought a house, and is destitute, but he has more money.

But at this time, he didn't know what he could do with the money.

For a moment, He Yuan had a particularly ridiculous feeling.

"At the end of the day, it's not my own money. ”

After smoking, He Yuan threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stretched out his foot to extinguish it.

Although in the dream, this is the money earned by another "him", but for He Yuan, it is no different from picking up a million on the side of the road.

It's not the money he earns through hard work, He Yuan is not down-to-earth.

Besides, now that I have no desires and no desires, I don't have anything to do, and this money is not of much use, so it's better to just leave it alone.

Thinking of this, the joy of just getting a huge amount of money disappeared in an instant.

He Yuan raised his feet and was about to rush to the bus stop to take the bus home.

At the intersection, a mobile phone store appeared in front of He Yuan's eyes, and He Yuan suddenly remembered that he promised Donald last night to help him buy a mobile phone for his granddaughter.

Digging out his pocket, Donald didn't have his plastic wallet with him, He Yuan recalled it, remembering that when he was sleeping, he put it on the bedside table casually, and he was in a hurry to go to the hospital for examination in the morning, and forgot to bring it.

"Forget it, the mall should support mobile payment. He Yuan thought.

After all, it has been 2018, and even He Yuan's hometown, a small county in the third and fourth tiers, also supports online banking payment.

After all, these days, few people will bring tens of thousands of cash to the mall.

When I entered the mobile phone store, it may be too early, there are basically no customers inside, and several clerks are sitting together eating breakfast.

When one of the clerks saw He Yuan, he hurriedly put down the breakfast in his hand, ran over in small steps, and asked in a low voice, "This guest, what do you want to buy?" ”

"It's okay, I'll see for myself. He Yuan waved his hand and picked it up himself.

The mobile phone that Tang Lao said has been particularly popular in the past two years, and it has been advertised a lot, especially in third- and fourth-tier cities, and it is particularly popular, so He Yuan quickly found it.

He Yuan selected two models and asked the clerk to take them out.

When He Yuan was looking through it, the clerk introduced it on the side.

"Guest, you see this one, this is the latest model of the year, and it is particularly popular. It is the fourth generation of photoelectric screen fingerprint, 6.59-inch large screen, handsome body, and lifting front camera, cool technology, can let you experience the new fun of taking pictures. ”

He Yuan put down the phone and looked at another phone.

The clerk followed He Yuan's gaze, saw the mobile phone and said: "It was last year's best-selling model, there is not much difference in function, even now, it is still capable of most of the games and entertainment on the market, and recently engaged in promotional activities, the price is more than 1,000 lower than last year, and some small gifts will be given, which is very cost-effective." ”

"How much do these two mobile phones cost?" He Yuan asked with his mobile phone.

"This latest flagship version is three thousand eight hundred and ninety-eight, and the other one is one thousand four hundred and ninety-eight. The clerk said.

"Okay, wrap it all up for me. He Yuan put down his phone and took out his mobile phone, "By the way, you support WeChat or Alipay here." ”

"Two, two together?" The clerk was stunned for a moment, and after hearing He Yuan's question, he nodded hurriedly, "Yes, all support." ”

After transferring the account with a mobile phone, the clerk diligently packed the two mobile phones, stuffed the opened receipts into the bag, and gave some small gifts by the way.

Carrying a big bag, He Yuan found the bus stop, took out two yuan coins and put them in the box, and went to the back row to find a vacant seat to sit down.

It took half an hour to get to the site. Getting off the bus from the station, He Yuan walked for nearly ten minutes and returned home.

Because it was still early, He Yuan didn't rush over to hand over the phone to Donald.

Yesterday, he was deeply touched by Donald's words, to be honest, He Yuan was quite envious of his children, and they were very happy to have such an elder who was worried about them.

Donald's money, He Yuan has not counted, but it is estimated that he should not be able to afford the flagship version of the mobile phone.

But He Yuan didn't plan to ask Tang Lao to get money, and he subsidized part of it, so he regarded it as the food money for eating in Tang's hometown for a while.

He Yuan was also a student before, so he naturally knew that in a situation like Tang Duoduo, it was easy to be excluded and bullied in school. Having a better phone might be able to alleviate this dilemma.

Of course, if there was an Apple mobile phone, the situation might be better, but tens of thousands of mobile phones are too luxurious for Donald.

Without this ability, forcibly getting something that does not belong to him may not be a good thing for his granddaughter.

He Yuan rested for a while, smoked a cigarette, and it rained lightly outside the house.

"Tick" sound.

A drop of rain fell on He Yuan's hand, wetting the cigarette in He Yuan's hand.

He Yuan looked up and saw a few raindrops falling from the bricks and tiles above his head.