This year's winter has been exceptionally cold. It's not like a drop of ice, but it doesn't take less than a minute to stand outside and your eyebrows and beard are covered with ice. On such a cold night, the moon was bent brightly, and the cold wind blew wildly with the snow particles that had been rolled up on the ground. In a small, calm village, most of the householders have turned off their lights. Only the three earthen houses at the entrance of the village are still lit. The glow of the electric lights obscured the darkness inside and outside the house. From time to time, there were bursts of wails in the room, miserable and desolate. The water in the cauldron has been boiling for a long time. Steam scrambled from the small open crack in the doorway, scattering like a cloud.

Suddenly, a series of wah-wow-wow cries broke the quiet night. After a while, the door was opened, and a pot of boiling water dyed red was poured out and poured on the snow-covered ground, and the snow-white ground was quickly dyed red. Immediately the door was quickly slammed shut. The cry was still there, but the miserable and desolate voice was gone.

And so he was born, plain and unremarkable. However, there was no such distant memory in his memory, and it was not until he was 5 years old that he had a vague memory. Since then, he has lived with his grandparents, and since then, he has been asking about his parents, but the grandparents either said that they were dead, or changed the topic and did not answer, and gradually he stopped asking, and became accustomed to the world of his grandparents, and became indifferent to his own life experience. All his memories also began with those three earthen houses.

There are a few acres of thin fields at home, and during spring planting and autumn harvest, grandpa will be busy with grandma, and when it is time to farm, grandpa will do some carpentry work for others to supplement the family. Grandpa's craftsmanship is very good, so he always has endless work to do when he is not working, either to help the Zhang family make a set of furniture, or to help the Li family nail a door and window. Plus grandma's thrift. So life is quite rich. The days go by unhurriedly.

His life is still dull, occasionally there is a cold and flu, and it will pass after taking some medicine. There is no catastrophe. I remember only once, when he was still in elementary school.

It was a cold and snowy winter, and although it was snowy, the first snow fell many days later than last year. So children often go ice skating, ice monkey pumping, plow skating, and so on.

On the way home from school that day, I still went ice skating to a nearby fish pond as I did every day. Because of his playfulness, he was playing crazy with a few classmates on the ice, and one accidentally fell into the ice cave that was dug not long ago in order to ventilate the fish. A few of his friends, who were still playing with him, struggled to pull him up. His right foot and leg were soaked through the cold water. It was so cold that he went from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and the pain in his heart was painful. When he was sent home by his friend, the outer layer of the cotton pants had frozen into ice, and it took a lot of effort for his grandfather to take them off. His right leg was numb after the cotton pants were taken off, but fortunately he was sent home in time, otherwise he would definitely have left sequelae. From then on, as long as it was winter, he was extra careful, and did not play on the ice as much as possible, and even if he couldn't help it, he only walked a few steps on the shore, and never walked farther.

One more time. It was on the night of a few weeks after falling into the ice hole, because of a little trouble with my grandfather, I ran out, and I went out without a hat. It only snowed two days ago. The night in the Northeast is very cold, the snow is white, the moonlight is crystal clear, the figures on the ground are also extraordinarily distinct, the cold invades the heart and lungs, and the night after the snow is even colder. The tears from the corners of his eyes didn't even slid down his cheeks before they froze into ice droplets. Because he stayed outside for a long time and refused to go home, he was angry and sad, and he accidentally froze his ears, and until now, as long as it is cold, he has to find a cotton ball to plug his ears, or his head will explode, and it seems that his brain will come out of the same pain.

Time is slowly passing day by day, age is slowly increasing, and memories are gradually becoming clearer. Because I was born in that era full of temptation and confusion, I slowly developed a very common, but also very bad habit of following the trend, that is, I like games. To put it bluntly, there are all kinds of games, including arcade sparring, The King of Fighters, Contra, Three Kingdoms, Super Mario and so on. This was an early game, and later it became obsessed with games such as gambling machines, such as mahjong machines, Mac machines, horse racing machines, etc. Because the obsession with gambling machines has a disgraceful history, listen to me slowly.

It was when I was in the second year of junior high school. It's the last semester, because the study is not very tight, and the key is to play! So I have a lot of spare time to play game consoles with a few good classmates. It's the kind of house of more than 100 square meters in the 90s, and dozens of game consoles are placed in it. There are a lot of students and young people there, from white to black, who are obsessed with the game.

A sunny Sunday. After finishing his homework, he made another appointment with a classmate, his name was Han Lei. They are classmates and have been playing together with bare butts since they were children, so they have a particularly good relationship. Of course, the game is going to go together. Just got 10 bucks from Grandpa's little coffer. was about to go to Han Lei, when he heard someone outside the hospital calling: "Hongchen, have you finished your homework, let's go out to play together"?

It wasn't very loud, (but on that September sunny afternoon, there wasn't a bit of noise.) After all, it's Sunday, and after lunch, I take a break at home to stretch my body and mind and relieve the tension of the week. The voice was still a little harsh.

"I'm done, wait for me to get down, put on a dress, and I'll be out right away" After a few minutes, out of the yard came a small oval face of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with some messy hair, big eyes, eyebrows a little sparse but very dark, a firm nose but a little blue, the most thick lips (it is said that people with thick lips do not like to talk, introverted, but they are vigorous and resolute in doing things), closed mouth is still a little close, obviously a little bit of small buck teeth, and the teeth are still a little yellow, white with yellow teeth, as if a lot of smoke is smoked, to the yellow one, (this belongs to the regional, due to the local water quality causes people's teeth to be light yellow; commonly known as tetracycline teeth) The ears are a little pointed, the corners of his mouth are a little upturned when he speaks. The overall facial features are still relatively well-proportioned, but the body is a little thin, and a little skinny, as if a gust of wind can blow it down. But there was an elusive glow in his eyes. That's right! This is the male number one in this novel, although his appearance is not as good as Pan An, and his height is not as good as Yao Ming, but he is such a person, who looks inconspicuous, but has a life that ordinary people can't imagine, twists and turns but not lacking in excitement, sadness but not lack of passion, repulsion, and debauchery.

It should be inserted here that he was born in a small village on the outskirts. Oh, by the way, it is a suburb of Changchun, Jilin Province in the northeast, living in three earthen houses, (adobe house: every year to smear a layer of soil on the house, because every summer rain will wash away the soil on the house, so after October every year, before the snow is about to be smeared with a layer of soil for the next year, or it will leak. Around the house was a small fenced yard that was cleaned up by my grandmother and had a lot of vegetables growing in it. He was born on October 10 of a certain year, a very good birthday, and he also likes his birthday. He is a compound surname, surnamed Dongfang, and his name is Hongchen, which feels a bit like a girl's name, but he is indeed a man, a real man!

"The homework is finished?" asked Han Lei.

"Hmm," Hongchen replied. "What about you"?

"Almost," Han Lei replied a little impatiently. "Let's go, let's go play for a while, and come back in the evening to write again."

"Okay, I just asked for 10 yuan from my grandfather, go to the coin hall, I'll invite you to go."

"Let's go"

The arcade was far from their house, and it took half an hour to walk, and they talked and laughed all the way, and the distance didn't seem very far.

"The boss changes 10 yuan 'coins'" said Hongchen took out the 10 yuan he had just taken out from his grandfather and handed it to the owner of the game hall, because he was a regular customer, the boss gave him a few more.

"Han Lei, give you 20, I'll play mahjong for the rest, and play Mac by the way"

"Yes"

He first used a 'coin' to play a few mahjong machines. I didn't think it was interesting, so I went to play Mac. He picked a machine that he often played with and sat down. (Mac: As the name suggests, there are a lot of fruits on it, apples, watermelons, papayas, oranges, as well as 777, bells, jackpots, etc., a display of red light flashing, as long as it stops on the fruit you choose, you have won the lottery.) He voted 1 first, randomly selected a fruit, pressed the start button, only to see the red light on the screen flash, rotated clockwise, circle by circle, and finally slowly stopped, miraculously stopped on the fruit he chose, 50 times! He won 50 times, he was overwhelmed with excitement, and it took a while before he chose to return the coin. One by one, the coins are spit out of the return slot and land in the grooved box at the exit of the game coins below, making a clanging sound, which is really exciting. Since it was the first one, it was a good start. He secretly thought in his heart that he would make a good profit this time (the game currency can be exchanged for huàn yuan with the old book, although it is prohibited by law, but after all, the police will not come to check casually, as long as no one reports it, there will be no accident, even if it is found, it will be nothing to spend some money, and it will still be open to make money after ten days and a half months), This time he cast a few more, and then chose a few more fruits, each fruit multiplied, pressed the start button, watched the red light flash, every time the red light jumped on the selected fruit, it was a burst of nervousness, and slowly the red light stopped, and it was still hit. Due to the choice of fruits, so winning is inevitable, mechanical repeated returns, coins, selection, press the start, and the cycle is tireless. In between, there are hits, there are nots, and time passes slowly. Probably too attentive in the middle of the night. At that moment he heard a low cry from outside the door, which sounded familiar, and made him feel a little panicked, and before he could turn around, he felt a pain in his head.

"You rabbit cub, don't study hard, learn to gamble, I'll let you bet! I'll let you bet!" With a burst of slaps, he split his head and covered his head, and fell straight on Dongfang Hongchen, and he hid back in pain. When I looked up, I saw that it was the elderly grandfather, his face was a little blue, the silver-white beard at the corner of his mouth was trembling slightly, his eyes were red, and he was very frightened. That night, he didn't sleep well, or at all, only the big hand in front of him smashed on the top of his head, making it difficult for him to even breathe. He will never forget his grandfather's eyes, that kind of eyes that are painful, helpless, and sad. It can be seen in many sleepless nights in the future, and it is always difficult to erase in front of me.

Because of that gambling experience, he said goodbye to the game hall from then on, rarely went, or did not dare to go at all, and he vowed to quit this bad habit and quit it from the bottom of his bones.

The first year of junior high school did not lay a good foundation, so the second year of junior high school was very hard to study, although it was very hard to get up from dawn in the morning to study, until nine or ten o'clock in the evening, even if it was such crazy study, he was only admitted to the city's third-class high school when he took the high school entrance examination (although he won the first place in the school in an exam near the high school entrance examination, but that was the only time, it may be that he played extraordinarily, or the blind cat met a dead mouse, anyway, it was the first. His grandparents were really happy that time. It's just that his academic performance goes up and down, which is why he plays high and low. And spent three years in that high school peacefully, and was admitted to a polytechnic university in Jiangxi. Because he was afraid of the cold, he chose to go to school in the south, hoping to work in the south in the future, and then bring his grandparents to the south. Since he went to college, his fate has gradually changed, and the things around him, his relatives, his life, hobbies, etc. are all changing. In the dark, she was thousands of miles away, and she was also quietly approaching him. An unintentional and hurtful word tied the two tightly. They have the same surname, the same hobbies and pursuits. Slowly bolted him tighter and tighter, and he was destined to be together in this life and this life. Write their colorful lives!