It was a special day, it was his birthday! He was supposed to meet a few good friends to go out for drinks and karaoke.

But on that day, the once beloved left a foreign country.

Breaking up doesn't mean not in love!

Just because you've broken up doesn't mean it's heartache anymore!

Back to Yingrenshi, it was already the early morning of October 2, Wang Shiyi did not return to his factory, he got out of the cunning brother's car, the temperature in Shenzhen was still very high, the hot air was wandering around, under the dim street lamp, he dragged his heavy back, straight into a small shop on the side of the road in the industrial zone.

It was already late at night, and on weekdays, there were occasional people walking by on the street.

But that day was the National Day, all the factories were closed, and the industrial area was empty, like a soulless shell, lifeless.

On the streets, there are very few people.

The owner of the shopkeeper, who had no business and was determined not to close 24 hours a day, couldn't bear the loneliness, stretched out under the fluorescent lamp, and prepared to close the door and go to sleep.

Seeing Wang Shiyi walk in, the shopkeeper stared at him with curious eyes, and thought to himself, what did this handsome little guy come in and buy? Is it a cigarette? Or a fine wine?

To his surprise, the handsome little guy didn't buy cigarettes and beer, walked around the store, and stopped in a corner.

Yes, a dusty Santa Claus toy caught Wang Shiyi's attention, he picked it up, squeezed it in his hand, there was a mechanism on the toy, and when his fingers touched it lightly, it made a festive song of "Jingle Bells".

In the sound of festive music, a smile quietly bloomed on Wang Shiyi's bitter melon-like face.

There were still Kong Ming lanterns on the shelves, and his eyes lit up.

It was the goods that the store bought in the first month, and eight or nine months had passed, and the Kong Ming lantern was originally placed in a conspicuous place, but after the first month, it was swept into the corner by the store.

After the New Year, who will buy this thing?

"Boss, how much does this toy cost?" Wang Shiyi pinched the Santa Claus toy in his left hand and walked to the cashier counter with a Kong Ming lantern in his right hand.

"Twenty dollars, if you want, take fifteen dollars!" said the shopkeeper cheerfully.

It was a toy he bought during Christmas last year, and it was already October, which meant that Santa Claus had been waiting lonely in the corner of the shelf for almost ten months, and once Christmas was over, no one cared about it anymore.

"Okay!" Wang Shiyi also happily paid for Santa's toys and Kong Ming lanterns.

The shopkeeper, who looked chubby and was about 40 years old, accepted the money, and looked at Wang Shiyi holding a toy in his hand, walking out alone, and his heart was full of doubts, what happened to this handsome and handsome young man? What are you doing by buying some toys that children love to play with in the middle of the night? Today is National Day, and it is not yet Christmas!

Walking out of the store, Wang Shiyi walked along the familiar and lonely street, and suddenly the sudden sound of a motorcycle sounded behind him.

"Hey, Director Wang!" A familiar voice came from the motorcycle.

Wang Shiyi turned his head and looked, that's right, it's Wang Xiaolong!

"You're out on business?" Wang Shiyi shouted.

"Well, I took a trip to Dongguan Huangjiang!" Wang Xiaolong leaned on the motorcycle and agreed.

"Dongguan?" A year ago, Wang Shiyi went to Dongguan Houjie to inspect the Plas Plastic Factory, and in his impression, Dongguan is still a very distant place.

"At nine o'clock in the evening, a colleague in the company was going to Huangjiang Town, Dongguan, there was no bus, he found me and asked me to run for 80 yuan. After earning eighty yuan, Wang Xiaolong is in a good mood.

"Let's go, let's climb Yangtai Mountain together to watch the sun go out!" Wang Shiyi said.

"Director Wang, are you climbing Yangtai Mountain alone?" Wang Xiaolong was inexplicably surprised when he heard that he was climbing the mountain in the middle of the night, and when he looked closely, a tall man was holding a Santa Claus toy in his hand, and he laughed with a snort: "If you want to see the sunrise, you don't have to climb the mountain now!"

"People travel everywhere on National Day, and we also take a plane to the United States, we have no money, and we have to toss it, go, go to the top of the mountain and count the stars!" Wang Shiyi said.

As soon as he heard the counting of stars, Wang Xiaolong became energetic, when he was a child, his father died, and his mother also ran away, although he followed his grandparents, but when he saw other children coquettish beside his parents, he was always very envious.

At night, he often came out of the house to count the stars, one or two, the legend of a star in the sky corresponds to a person on the earth, in life, can not see his parents, he hopes to find the father in the sky, the mother star, see the stars in the sky eyes blinking, he always feels that he is shrouded in the loving eyes of father and mother.

"Okay, get in the car!" shouted the little dragon.

"Let's go!" Wang Shiyi climbed onto the motorcycle and shouted loudly.

At one o'clock in the morning, the hustle and bustle of the street has faded, and the street lights are soft, and the neon lights flicker weakly, like the eyes of a sleepy man.

Only restless vehicles, occasionally whizzing through, rubbing against the concrete floor and making a screeching sound.

When the two arrived at the foot of the mountain, Wang Xiaolong parked the motorcycle and climbed towards the mountain.

On weekdays, Wang Shiyi always likes to look up at this mountain, although the name of Yangtai Mountain is a little simple, but it is majestic and towering, and it exists like a sacred mountain in his heart.

In ancient times, most of the famous literati lived in the imperial capital, and the place names of the imperial capital, such as the Forbidden City, the Summer Palace, etc., sounded a lot of poetry and picturesqueness.

The name of Yangtai Mountain is not only cheesy, but also starts with sheep, which always makes people feel soft, while climbing the mountain, Wang Shiyi thought to himself, such a majestic mountain, it is really ruined by the name, just like the black whirlwind Li Kui took the name of a feminine Li Kui, and always felt awkward.

It should be called Yangtai Mountain!

I haven't climbed this mountain in four years!

Wang Shiyi still clearly remembers that on the day of the National Day in 2000, He Xueyi crawled with him.

On the top of the mountain, she once told him a touching love legend, two people who fell in love with each other, and finally stood on two rocks that stood together, which is the origin of the name of the company he went to work called Yingren Shicun.

The stars on the top of the mountain seem to be brighter.

Climbing to the top of the mountain, in the dark, Wang Xiaolong fell to the ground in front of the starry sky, and shouted, "Mother, where are you?"

The mountain wind blew, shaking the leaves of the forest, and it sounded in a vast and boundless way, like his mother's voice!

In the darkness, Wang Shiyi touched the switch of Santa Claus, and the singing of Jingle Bells overflowed on the top of the mountain.

Closing his eyes, he remembered that Christmas Eve and the moment when he broke up with He Xueyi.

"Wang Shiyi, do you know? You are now unemployed, life is so difficult, you still buy French perfume, I am really blind. It was He Xueyi's voice, her voice, from that Christmas Eve four years ago, came coldly, and it sounded like a vast and boundless mountain wind in the sky above the top of the mountain.

The sound of the French perfume bottle smashing also came coldly.

He didn't blame her, at that time, he had nothing, he was often unemployed, he couldn't give her stable expectations, she was a fairy in the sky, leaving only a moment of beauty, destined to leave.

Fortunately, she finally went abroad and lived a good life.

Bless you!

As soon as he thought of this, he took out his lighter and quietly lit the Kong Ming lantern.

As soon as the mountain wind blew, the Kong Ming lantern jumped lightly, and then flew up, flying in the direction of the sea.

The lonely Kong Ming lantern, in the night sky, gradually faded away, and finally flew into a brilliant star.

That's all he misses.

That's all his blessings.

When the first rays of sunlight shone on the top of Yangtai Mountain, from Bao'an International Airport, one plane after another took off from Bao'an International Airport.

With tears in his eyes, Wang Shiyi watched them go away freely and happily.

He won't chase the plane anymore, because under the top of the mountain, there is an abyss!

The new sun has come out, and he must try to live a new life.