December 5, 2014 in the eastern suburbs of Kyoto, Shuangjing

Outside a shopping mall, Yang Wenhan sat casually on a step, next to a speaker and a guitar, he couldn't figure it out, his previous life was also prosperous, how could the parallel world be so miserable, not only graduated from the starting point orphanage, but also fell into the North Drift street performer, living alone in Kyoto.

Life must be happy, the money earned desperately in the previous life has not been spent much, the soul has passed through and become a poor bastard, think about the house, think about the car, the heart aches.

It's been three days since I've been here, and I think I've not been so lonely for a long time, I used to taste loneliness, but now I have to be lonely, lonely, who knows the flight to my previous life, online, etc., it's very urgent.

Yang Wenhan misses his family, brothers, friends, and girlfriends in his previous life.

It had been winter for a long time, the harsh wind was blowing on his face, the stinging was painful, he took a hard puff of his cigarette, spit out a circle, and then put the cigarette bullet at the trash can in the distance.

Well, I didn't bounce in, so I obediently walked over, picked it up and threw it in the trash.

It's too cold, close the stall and go home, put on the guitar on your back, drag the speaker, and hang your wallet around your neck, I don't have much income today, and it's not good to sing the songs of the previous life without registering the copyright, fortunately, I have the memory of the unlucky guy in my predecessor, and I can also sing some songs from this world, and the unlucky guy also has some original songs that he is proud of, and he didn't sing them, mainly because they are too rubbish.

dragged the speaker step by step to the overpass. Yo he! An old beggar still doesn't close his stall every day, and even beggars have worked so hard these days.

There are really a lot of beggars in Kyoto, during the day, it is common for seven or eight beggars to kneel on an overpass, and some even beg with their upper bodies naked in winter, do you think they are pitiful? In fact, they earn tens of thousands of dollars a month, but I haven't seen anyone like this old man still begging at night, most beggars can beg in one place for a few years, and then they have a house and a car that they steal.

As a profession that has existed for thousands of years, the income of beggars also proves that people's lives are changing with each passing day, and only when they are rich can they have the ability to be kind and do good deeds.

When Yang Wenhan passed by, the old beggar suddenly knelt in his direction and kowtowed, startling him.

Put down the speaker, unzip the wallet, and prepare to take out a reward for his dedication, take it out and take a look, heh, there are not a few red tickets in the wallet to draw, a little reluctant.

The old beggar looked up and looked at the 100 yuan red ticket that was stuffed back again, Yang Wenhan picked out a 50 yuan ticket from his bag and put it in his bowl, well, enough for two simple meals for himself.

Doing good deeds makes people feel comfortable, sweeping away the previous depression, dragging the speaker forward, the old beggar watched him, watched him go to the other end of the overpass, got off the overpass, and lost his trace.

Wandering singers are really a bit similar to beggars, they are all on the overpass, on the side of the road, at the subway entrance, relying on passers-by to enjoy food, the difference is that one sells art and the other sells miserably.

After getting off the overpass, a small car at the corner outside the roadside Internet café was surrounded by seven or eight people, and the car read: Tianjin Famous Food, Pancake Bun.

In the entire capital, except for those who work the night shift, the one who sets up a pancake fried rice stall is definitely the last to get off work.

In the winter, it is the norm to go out of the stall every evening and close the stall at 12 o'clock in the evening, most of the people queuing around are the prodigal sons who drift north, and there are very few locals, Yang Wenhan stepped forward to consciously queue up.

The neon lights of Kyoto illuminate the sky of the entire city and illuminate the way home after a busy day.

Kyoto, seizing the day, are fighting for life, straight into the sky of high-rise buildings, here a glass window is lit, there is a light out, a person a life, gorgeous and colorful.

"Pancake buns, lettuce, an egg, ham, a pack of spicy strips, sweet and spicy sauce. "After waiting in line for more than ten minutes, it was finally my turn.

"Okay! Nine pieces, wait a minute, it will be good soon!" The pancake seller was a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Hey, master's surname, how many years have you been in the capital?" Yang Wenhan took out a ten-yuan note and handed it to him, and then chatted casually.

"Your surname is Du, you have been in the capital for five years, begging for food, you are singing in front of R&F City? Master Du accepted the money and found a piece and gave it to Yang Wenhan.

Yang Wenhan said: "I sang at Dongzhimen before, and I only moved here recently. ”

"Oh, I see. ”

What Yang Wenhan said is, of course, the experience of an unlucky egg, Dongzhimen is the East Second Ring Road, and Shuangjing is the East Third Ring Road.

Kyoto is like a spider web, strictly speaking, there is no ring, if you really want to count, there is an inner ring, east to Dongdan, west to Xidan, north to Di'anmen, south to Tiananmen, which is the boundary of the former Forbidden City.

There were a few more people in the back, and one of them was a young couple, chattering endlessly in the back.

"Liu Siyan is really not a thing, why don't you get promoted after the assessment?"

"I can't say that, the company is too complicated now, he can't be the master, I think he's a good person. ”

"Then don't take the assessment, now it's cheating, I'm fighting for you, why are you still talking for him. ”

"No, I just feel that as long as I work hard, I will be rewarded, because this anger is too worthless, if I can't do it, I will change jobs, and the dead will be moved. ”

A small story, often a few sentences can be heard approximately, in the capital where every inch of land is valuable, there are too many strangers living in a 20-square-meter house.

"Walk slowly. Chef Du handed the pancake bun to Yang Wenhan and began to make pancake buns for the next one.

Yang Wenhan now lives in more than 20 square meters, more than 2,000 a month, in addition to him, there are also two male tenants, because they have just moved in, I don't know what they do.

Back to the residence, the other two tenants are in their own rooms, the room soundproofing effect is not good, one is estimated to be watching TV, I don't know what plot I saw, was amused, the other is playing games, a listen to the authentic and friendly Zuan people.

The one he had seen playing games, a person who was quite Sven, was always heard yelling when he was playing games, frantically spitting fragrant, and had a strong sense of disobedience.

Yang Wenhan simply took a hot shower and returned to his room, the hall was an empty rough room, there was nothing, I don't know how the unlucky guy looked at this kind of house, the heart of making money was more urgent, money is a man's confidence, no money always feels unsteady.

Although they are all the names of Yang Wenhan, he has all kinds of contempt for his predecessor, such as when he first walked through, a big man still had a ponytail, Wen Qing was really sick enough, and he went to the barber shop to cut it the next day.

Although dissatisfied, the only gratifying thing is that he inherited the appearance of the flowers in his previous life, it doesn't matter if he is poor, he can earn money if he has no money, handsome is very important, and the original ecological and pollution-free handsome is more important.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at this small room, outside of a bed and a small desk, the place to settle is very small, and the things are quite complete, a desktop computer, a laptop, a smart phone, and a mess of more than a dozen books of chicken soup for the soul, according to his memory, after he bought these books, he put them away without reading them all over again, pretending to be like a literati.

The unlucky guy is willing to buy everything when he makes money, but he doesn't save money, and his current savings are not even 10,000 yuan, well, it's better now, it seems that this guy was often a big loser a year ago.

Lying in bed, he couldn't sleep for a long time, the previous images flashed in his mind like a movie trailer, and the memories of the unlucky guy made him very confused.

I don't know how long it took for him to fall asleep.