Truth be told, it was only at this time that my wounded heart found a little comfort. Because I thought that if the police had solved the case a day earlier, I might have been able to recover my more than 1,000 yuan.

If the more than 1,000 yuan is recovered, it will not delay me to go to Huazhong Technical School to learn chefs. I went there and learned the technique, and my future was worry-free. But where in the world is there such a good thing.

After I recorded my statement from the XX police station, the skinny policeman told me that I could go. "But where have I been these two days?" I asked him, "you know, I'm from Nanyang, and my home is hundreds of miles away from here." ”

"How much money do you have left?" the skinny cop asked me. "Most of the money was cheated away by Wei Junshen, and I have been wandering here for a few more days, and now I only have more than ten yuan left on me. ”

"It's up to you to do it. However, you can't go home yet, so you'll have to stay here for a few days and cooperate with us to solve the case. He said.

"How do I get home?" I mean, don't say the police won't let me go home, they just let me go home, where do I get the fare? They let me make my own way, what can I do?

I walked out of the police station, found a place to sit down, and began to fall into deep thought, and I began to recall my experience in the past few years: I was in a desperate situation for the sake of literature for the third time. Is this worth it or not?

The dream that had been planted in the depths of my mind when I was young had no chance of being realized, and I was very distressed when I thought about it, whether I should continue to persist in literature or give up completely.

But these thoughts are also an afterthought. My mother's question was, how should I survive now? Although the first two wanderings were saved and rescued, as the saying goes, there is only one more and a second, not a second and a four.

God has already given me two chances to live, and I thought I was killing myself, would he give me a third chance? I don't think he will. The more I thought about it, the more distressed I became, and I fell asleep sitting on the side of the road in broad daylight.

Many strong lights stung my eyes, and I couldn't help but open them. I just opened my eyes and closed them in a hurry. All I felt was darkness in front of me. I knew that it was due to the strong direct sunlight, so I quickly changed positions.

I closed my eyes and paused for another minute or two before I opened them. I couldn't see clearly when I first opened my eyes, but it didn't take long for my eyes to recover. And my stomach started to get hungry again.

"I only have a dozen pieces left on me, and the only way to save flowers is to eat steamed buns. "I think I should inquire about a place on this street that sells steamed buns, eat six steamed buns a day, and be able to stay here for one more day.

Maybe one day the police will arrest Wei Junshen, and then he will return my money, and I can go to Huazhong Technical School again. I think.

So, I mustered up the courage to walk towards the market. It was noon, and the market was already sparsely populated, and everyone who should have gone home had gone home.

I was walking around there when I suddenly saw a tiled house in a remote street with a steamer made of bamboo. "Maybe it's a steamed bun seller. "I think. So, I walked over. Sure enough, it's a steamed bun shop.

I went up and asked, and the shopkeeper said two dimes a piece. I bought two, and after eating, I didn't feel full, so I bought another one. After I ate three steamed buns, I felt almost full.

However, after eating the steamed buns, I felt thirsty again. I was going to go to the village's house to get cold water from the well, but I was afraid that I would spoil my stomach. I can't get sick in my current situation. If you are sick, and there is no one to take care of you, and you have no money to take care of it, you will definitely die.

I usually always think that I am not afraid of death, I am not afraid of death, but when death comes, I am so afraid. As the saying goes, it's better to die than to live. It's no wonder that people are not afraid of death. Aren't those murderers scared to the point where they were shot?

Therefore, there is no one who is really not afraid of death. When the time comes to die, even the slightest hope will be grasped.

Since I am afraid that cold water will spoil my stomach, I must drink hot water. To drink hot water, even if you ask someone for it, you must have something to hold it. That has to buy a teacup.

Because I wanted to save flowers, I hesitated for a long time to buy that teacup, and finally made up my mind to buy one. I weighed another pound of salt, wrapped it in a piece of newspaper, and put it in a clean, dry place that I remembered for myself. I can't let myself be starved of salt.

I don't think I have any vegetables to eat, but at least I can drink some light salt water to replenish my strength. All this was arranged, and I was thinking about staying for the night again. yes, where to stay at night?

I also thought that it was summer, and if it didn't rain, I could sleep anywhere as long as there was a bunk.

So I searched around that street and finally found two large snakeskin bags. In the evening, I wandered alone to a place that looked like an embankment, but there was no river on either side. It's probably a dirt slope.

On the left side of the slope is densely planted with thin poplar trees, which is probably the place where the seedlings are raised. On the right is an open field with corn seedlings and peanut seedlings growing vigorously.

From the two ends of the field from time to time there would be a whoa-wah-wow sound, and I thought it must be a frog barking. There were villages in front of and behind the dirt slope, and they looked like ghosts in the dark. From that village came from time to time the sound of music and the crowing of roosters and the barking of dogs.

However, I didn't have the heart to listen to this, I just wanted to find a place to sleep. I made a way up the dirt slope, and suddenly in the light of the stars I saw that there seemed to be an artificial earth nest on the left slope.

The earth nest was a foot or two deep into the dirt slope, and there was a flat section of land outside the earth nest, which was also three or four feet long. What's even more exciting is that there is no grass growing on these few feet of flat land, and it is bare and revealing white light.

"It's a good place to sleep!" I thought. So I spread the two snakeskin bags on the ground and fell asleep with my head in the dirt. There are mosquitoes buzzing on the head, and there are no small insects chirping around. When the breeze blows, the long grass on the dirt slope will make a swishing sound,

I kept chasing the mosquitoes around me with my hands and forcing myself to sleep. But where can I sleep? There are two contradictory feelings in my heart, and that is panic and insecurity.

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