"I'm going to get you a roast goose rice?"

"No, it's enough to eat steamed buns. ”

Lin Lei lived a life of eating steamed buns, and the roast duck rice that he ate at noon every day became steamed buns, with a bowl of soy milk, even if it was over, it would be the same at night, eat less and eat less, anyway, it's good if you don't die of hunger.

Borrow a little, save a little.

The money in the wallet, just drum it up a little.

Over time, Lin Lei has lost a lot of weight, he works hard, desperately saving money.

Lin Fei is still like that, going out on a motorcycle from time to time and playing until the middle of the night.

Finally one day, Lin Lei's money was enough.

100,000 yuan, borrowed a little, saved a little, and finally saved.

"I'm going to buy a car. ”

The beautiful shopping guide of the 4S store looked at the unusually plainly dressed middle-aged man in front of him and was stunned for a moment, but out of professionalism, he still put on a professional smile: "Sir, what kind of car do you want to see." ”

"The car, it looks pretty. ”

"What about the price point?"

"About 100,000 yuan. ”

The beautiful shopping guide seemed to see that Lin Lei really wanted to buy a car, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

"Sir, it just so happens that we have the latest sedan in Geely, and the package is just 100,000 yuan to get it, so you can come and see if it's suitable..."

Lin Lei looked at the shiny and beautiful car in front of him, and there was a kind of unreality on his face.

I'm going to buy a car myself, not a bus, but a car.

You can't buy a good car, at least, it's not too bad.

"It happens that the day after tomorrow is my son's birthday, so I bought it home and gave my son a surprise..."

Lin Lei immediately ordered this car, and according to the shopping guide, he will be able to get the license plate and get the car the day after tomorrow.

The shopping guide laughed, and Lin Lei also smiled.

For Lin Lei's refreshment, the shopping guide also gave a lot of discounts, gave a lot of preferential gift packages, installations, and car wash cards.

But Lin Lei doesn't care, he just wants to drive the car now, return home, and surprise his son.

Then, let him stop riding motorcycles, so that he can study well and drive a car.

Ordinary and even somewhat humble aspirations.

This old man who doesn't understand people's hearts, even the day after tomorrow, prepared a birthday cake.

It's just that no one will ever come to eat this cake.

That night, he received bad news from the police.

His son, dead.

It was dark at night, and I hit my head on the flower bed.

The spark of the oil circuit ignited the oil, and the fire burned vigorously.

In the end, the ambulance came, but the person still couldn't be saved.

...

"Privately changed the oil circuit, and the impact caused the motorcycle to spontaneously combust. The policeman looked at the middle-aged man in front of him expressionlessly: "Sign it." ”

It was an accident, a ... I don't know if it's a tragic accident.

Maybe it's the fate of the ghost fire boys, and from the moment they plan to ride on the motorcycle that has been modified without permission, danger is everywhere.

For the police, for others, it is a very typical case of dying and really dying, and it cannot cause waves in the slightest, after all, people will die when they die, and the difference is that they die early and die later.

The policeman patted Lin Lei on the shoulder before leaving and said, "The festival mourns and changes, and life has to go on." ”

With that, he left, and gently closed the door.

Lin Lei sat in front of the door in a daze.

A blank face.

I don't know how long I stood there.

It's a hot summer.

The cakes, all stinky and sour.

Lin Lei signed his son's death certificate by hand.

He was unwilling to accept this fact.

Therefore, he didn't think about tea and dinner, and his job was lost because he was absent from work for too long.

He remained sluggish until a month later, when he woke up from his state of slumber.

Off-white photograph on the table.

One more.

As the fire in the crematorium burned, it burned away Lin Lei's thoughts and burned his hopes.

Burning paper money every day, as well as the [car] model that Lin Fei had always remembered before his death, gave up his life, like a walking corpse, maybe he can't be called alive anymore.

"Son. ”

In front of Lin Fei's posthumous photo, muddy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, burning the model in his hand.

"Now, Dad can afford a Lamborghini..."

........

........

The red dust is floating and dreamlike.

Li Guo is not a system, he can extract information from the long river of time, and his supernatural powers will only repeat the phantoms of the past.

The key is that the people who look at it and the things they see.

At this moment, Lin Fei was already kneeling in place, stunned and exactly like Lin Lei in the illusion, and even closed his eyes, not looking at what was happening in front of him.

But how can the scenes produced by the supernatural power be shielded by closing his eyes? All the scenes will erode his five senses, even ghosts...

He could only continue to watch, seeing really, clearly, and unforgettable.

"Do you want to continue watching?" Li Guo said indifferently.

"Please, please, kill me... I don't look at it... I don't want to look..."

Lin Fei covered his ears and closed his eyes.

No one is hard-hearted, even if it is Lin Fei, when he intuitively faces his father's past efforts, his mood is also very unstable, and the spirit body that was about to escape is even more unstable.

The father who cooks every day and can't wait for himself to come home.

The father who had to go to the first train early in the morning.

The father who saved money to buy himself a car.

The father who tried to do everything he could to make himself better.

The father who signed his death notice.

That, father.

What is the son doing while the father is doing this?

Riding a motorcycle on the streets, playing around with others, taking the money stolen from the family, or the money [mixed] up, going to live a luxurious and comfortable life.

In Lin Fei's opinion, the sadness of his father in front of him was synchronized with what he did at that time, and it was no longer a word of guilt that could be described, and the endless remorse was almost about to devour his heart.

"I was wrong... I was wrong... I was really wrong... Please spare me... Please forgive me..."Lin Fei repented for a while, but now it was useless to regret it.

At this time, the power of the Floating Divine Power had already reached the end of its evolution.

In Lin Lei's life, the most unforgettable and unforgettable memory is this period of white-haired people sending black-haired people.

Too cruel for a father.

This dream is not beautiful.

Li Guo waved the dust, and the power of the floating supernatural power was gradually shattering, peeling away like broken glass.

At this time, Li Guo looked at Lin Fei in front of him again and said indifferently.

"He may not be able to give you the best. ”

"But I'll give you the best. ”