In the downtown Central Park neighborhood, an unkempt middle-aged man is somewhere in the corner, out of step with the glittering atmosphere, and the people around him are just smiling, only he, holding a steamed bun that has long been dry and cold.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a plain gray shirt, his pants were already full of patches, and he was carrying a travel bag that had already been covered with dust, no different from a beggar... It's a beggar.

When she was gnawing on her dry and cold head, she blocked in front of a food stall, and finally, a middle-aged woman who looked vicious came out and said impatiently: "Don't stand in front of my door and affect my mother's business..."

Only then did the middle-aged man react that he was standing at the door of someone's house and affecting his business, so he quickly picked up his backpack and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm really sorry... I'll leave right away..."

Originally, he was about to leave, but the middle-aged woman behind him suddenly stopped him again.

"Wait a minute..."After a while, the middle-aged woman took out a small bag and said impatiently: "Take it, don't eat it at the old lady's door." ”

The middle-aged man was a little stunned and took the small bag, inside was a transparent box, and you could see that inside, it was hot fried rice noodles...

"Thanks... Thank you... Thank you so much..."The middle-aged man burst into tears and wanted to kneel down to thank him, but he was chased away by the middle-aged woman, just begging him not to stay at the door.

The middle-aged man bowed, holding a long bamboo pole, which was full of photos and lines of words, leaning forward, gradually moving away, walking with a limp, looking very pitiful.

At this time, the middle-aged woman silently took out a cigarette and lit it.

A little brother who was doing chores next to him ran out and quipped.

"Boss, I didn't see it, you will also do good deeds, this is completely different from your usual you!"

"Shut up, you, my mother is naturally beautiful, what kind of good things have not been done, just look at me with colored glasses. The proprietress rolled her eyes, glared at the little brother, and said lightly: "It's just that he looks pitiful." ”

"All beggars are like this, he is able-bodied, and he still comes to beg..."

Before the little brother finished speaking, he was taken by the proprietress and took the dog's head directly, making him cry out in pain.

"Who said he was a beggar... He's just looking for someone. The proprietress took a puff of her cigarette and said, "Didn't you look at his sign, those old black and white photos, this is to find people to walk around..."

"Aren't beggars looking for people still beggars..."

"Shut up, you can't find a girlfriend in your life..."

......

The cold ice rain slapped indiscriminately on the face, even on a hot day, the heavy rain hit the face, still didn't see it, the passers-by who didn't bring umbrellas around had already gone to take shelter from the rain, only he was still walking, came to some conspicuous places, carefully took out the missing person notice in the backpack, and pasted it on the wall.

The photo on the missing person notice shows a girl about 20 years old, wearing a white dress, holding a small parasol, and two small dimples when she laughs.

As before, the man carefully pasted the photograph on it to make sure he could see the full picture of the paper, and at the same time took out his passbook and looked at the pitiful numbers on it.

"And also... How many more copies... Alas, cough, cough, cough..."Looking at the poor number above, he coughed violently a few times while his face was full of sadness, and spit out a mouthful of blood, but the man did not pay attention, but continued to carry his backpack and carry the weight forward.

Arriving at the door of the bank, the man took out a few hundred dollars from the ATM and went to the nearest copy shop.

"Hello boss... Can you make a copy for me?" the man said in a low voice.

The boss frowned, didn't speak, just caught the original of the missing person notice, quietly glanced at the words on it, and the photo, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but say.

"I said this dude... It's not that I'm talking about you, you have a ghost when you find someone in this missing person notice, this photo has to be decades ago, and the people who have been close for decades are very different from now, and the appearance has changed so much, you have the money to copy the missing person notice, it is better to have a good meal, so that you can live a little better. ”

The boss is also a straightforward person, looking at the middle-aged man's outfit, he knows that this is a thrifty way to take out the savings to find someone, but in this vast sea of people, how can it be so easy to find, especially in this way, with a photo, a name and basic information, it is still not easy to find people everywhere.

But the middle-aged man still didn't mean to back down, just insisted: "Boss... I'm still going to make copies... I have money..."

took out the brand new ticket taken out of the bank, these hundreds of dollars were almost all his belongings, and he had just taken them out of the bank.

The boss didn't say much, since it was useless to dissuade, if the guest still decided, he wouldn't be too entangled, after all, he had done his best.

Didi –

The sound of the photocopier sounded, and the missing person notices were printed out one by one, folded into a thick book, and the photocopier still did not stop, still copying the paper.

The full search notices were all piled up in the backpack, looking at the full search notices, the middle-aged man's depressed face still showed a smile.

Where there is a missing person notice, there is hope...

"Thank you, boss...", the middle-aged man handed over the only red bill he had.

The boss was also polite, accepted the money, and at the same time looked for a large sum of money while smoking a cigarette and said, "Not so much." ”

"Your print shop isn't a dollar..."

"The price has been reduced, and now it's five cents. ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, knowing what the boss meant, so he didn't say anything, just bowed deeply to the boss.

"Thank you..."

"Don't thank me, it's normal for business to be bad and reduce prices, isn't it, and I won't do a loss-making business anyway. The boss shrugged his shoulders and took out a feather duster to sweep the dust off the printer.

The middle-aged man also turned to leave, and the boss glanced at him slightly, and said suddenly.

"Actually, really, looking for a needle in a haystack like yours, it is better to ask God and worship the Buddha... If you've been missing for so long, you've long been a missing person, and the police can't help you find it... Except for the real immortals, I'm afraid no one can find it. ”

The middle-aged man was stunned, feeling the heavy backpack, and muttered.

"Immortals..."