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He walked on the street where there were no people, no, on the street where he was alone. On this empty street, he was accompanied only by the whirring wind. The cold and biting winter wind roared in the air, blowing unscrupulously and without care, blowing the few dead leaves on the street trees on the side of the road rattling, as if even the heavens and the earth were whimpering and wailing in this cold wind.

His face was red from the cold. The cold wind poured into his neck, pricking his bare skin. He curled up, tightened his coat, and walked with difficulty. He felt like his body was freezing. His hands and feet were cold, like rusty machines, and it was difficult to move, as if they were no longer part of his body, but ice, hard ice. But at this moment, his mind was extremely clear, and he didn't know if it was because he was stimulated by the cold wind.

This damn winter!

He cursed angrily in his heart, but then he thought about it, and fortunately it didn't snow. It was a blessing in misfortune that there was no snow on such a cold day.

As the New Year approaches, the streets are deserted, but the nearby residential areas are brightly lit, and many of the windows are glowing with soft orange lights. Presumably, these families are reunited as a family, sitting around the sofa and watching TV. Thinking so in his heart, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He sat down in a leeward corner. He heard several "meows" not far away, which sounded a bit like a baby's cry. By the dim light of the street lamp, he saw a stray cat rummaging through a garbage can not far away with a shadow stretched by the light, and a small cat squatting under the garbage can.

Two cats, one big and one small, like a mother and child, are hidden in the dark. The kitten whimpered and barked, pitifully muffled meow. Big cat "Meow! Meow! It barked twice in a row, which sounded quite sad, and then it jumped down with agility and "meowed" twice, as if announcing to the kitten that it had found nothing. The two cats staggered, and they didn't know where they went.

He almost burst into tears. Isn't it similar to myself and these two stray cats?

Due to his addiction to computer games and web novels before his final exams, his exam results were naturally a mess. His parents were so angry that they confiscated his mobile phone and even sold the family computer, locked him in the house, and ordered him to study hard. He quarreled with his parents many times, and in a fit of rage, he ran away from home, leaving only a note: I went out to break in, you don't have to worry about me.

He took a long-distance bus and came to this strange city. Here, he didn't know anyone, and he spent his days playing games in the Internet café and working on the floor in the Internet café at night. Except for the game, he has left everything behind. It wasn't until tonight that he finally came to his senses.

After he finished eating a bucket of instant noodles to fill his stomach, he went into the Internet café to play all night. A young man with a full face, with two or three thugs, blocked him in the corner. He wanted to resist, but the young man just punched him in the face, and suddenly his eyes were full of stars, his brain was buzzing, and his nose was bleeding. He gave in, obediently dug into his pocket, and handed over all the money. The group tossed him a couple of coins and walked away. The coin slammed into the ground, clanging, rolling at his feet.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder. Although this was only a few hours ago, it felt like a world away. The fist in his eyes enlarged and enlarged and then smashed into his face. The fist was like a movie in his mind, magnifying and magnifying, appearing over and over again, and at some point it became blurred. In a trance, he saw the gentle and kind smiling faces of his parents: the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, smiling at him, winking at him. What kind parents!

It was as if he had been poured a basin of cold water from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and a spirit stood up. A thunderclap sounded in his ears: Come back, child! Come back!

Get back!

An idea popped up in his head that even he thought was incredible. His body shuddered. Didn't I swear never to go back? Didn't I say that I would never see the abominable face of my parents for the rest of my life? Don't I want to be free and uninhibited?

The picture of him arguing with his parents came to his mind again, and the fierce faces of his parents appeared. Another voice said wickedly in his heart, idiot, do you still want to go back to that prison where there is no freedom? You definitely can't go back! Never!

He hesitated. He was a little overwhelmed. However, the huge fist suddenly became clear again. The unforgettable pain made the images and sounds in his mind freeze. The picture of the quarrel disappeared without a trace, and the gentle smiling faces of his parents became clear, as if his whole world was left with only these two amiable faces.

Go home! I want to go home!

His conviction was strengthened. Before he left home, he put 200 yuan in his underwear pocket just to be on the safe side. Together with those few coins, it was all he had left.

But how do you get back?

Suddenly, two dazzling white lights shot out from around the corner. A taxi drove along the road as if under God's command.

What a bonus!

He made a quick decision and stopped the taxi. The driver, an uncle in his fifties, squinted and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Coach station!" He was unequivocal.

"Boy, looking at you like this, do you want to run away from home?" The driver said with a smirk.

"No, I, I want to go home." He said weakly.

"You don't want to fool me. I can't take you. Otherwise, your parents will come to me to settle scores. Listen to me and go home. Uncle smiled.

"I'm not trying to run away from home." He said embarrassedly, adding, "I ran away from home the other day, and now I really want to go home." ”

"Really? Then, you call your parents and let me confirm. Uncle was skeptical as he handed over his phone. He took the phone, his hand shaking. He dialed with a trembling and pressed to turn on with a trembling shudder.

"Dad, Mom......" His tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Son, is that you?" His mother's trembling voice came from the other end of the phone, and he could feel his mother's anxiety and joy, "The child is his father!" Come here! ”

"Mom, I'll take the bus back right away......"

"Okay, where are you? Do you want us to pick you up? You okay? ”

"Good, good, I'm all right. You don't have to worry, I'll just come back myself. His tears flowed down again, "I'm hanging, you don't have to worry, I'll be back soon." ”

"Good boy, let's go!" Uncle laughed heartily and took the phone he had returned.

He got into the car and sat in the co-pilot's seat. As soon as Uncle stepped on the accelerator, the taxi flew towards the bus station. Outside the taxi window, the black building sped backwards. The vast night sky seemed to be dyed with ink, without a trace of moonlight or starlight. But the windows of thousands of households are shining brightly, like thousands of lights, lighting up the night sky of the city, like thousands of stars, illuminating the way forward.

"Here we are." Uncle smiled brightly, revealing a mouthful of yellowed teeth.

"Thank you, Uncle. I'll give you money. He said gratefully.

"Get out of the car, boy, Uncle won't take your money." Uncle stopped him, "I was already going to collect the car and go home, so I should take it as a ride for you." ”

"How can this work?" He was in a hurry.

"Hey, that's not right for you." Uncle resolutely refused to accept it, "By the way, you still have enough money on you, right?" ”

"If it's enough, you can take it."

"Go home quickly, don't be so willful in the future." Uncle smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm leaving!" ”

He slammed the door shut. The sound of the engine sounded, and the engine vibrate. Uncle waved at him from the car, and he waved at him. The taxi started, and he watched his uncle's car go away, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the night.

Coaches are speeding down the highway. Sitting on the coach, he suddenly noticed that it was snowing outside the car. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, covering the sky, and getting tighter and tighter.

It's really snowing!

That uncle must have arrived home, right? A good man has a safe life. I don't know if he will remember in the future that on a cold winter night, he helped a child who had run away from home. Later that night there was a heavy snowfall.

What beautiful snowflakes!

With a smile on his lips, he fell asleep peacefully.

I don't know how long he slept, but he was woken up by an aunt next to him: "Young man, wake up!" We're here! ”

He opened his sleepy eyes, and his eyes were hazy.

It's here! It's back! It's almost home!

He stumbled and stumbled out of the car. The cold wind blew and suddenly made him sober up for the most part.

It was pitch black all around, with a faint morning mist. The night had not yet receded, but it was the last darkness before dawn.

He saw a bright red lantern in the waiting area. Two men were guarding there with lanterns. Faintly, it seems to be the vague figure of the parents.

Stepping on the thick snow, he walked step by step, towards the red lantern.

A glimmer of white light pierced the darkness and pierced the dim night sky. At the junction of heaven and earth, a touch of fish belly white gradually emerged. Suddenly, a small warm red dot appeared on the horizon, and the dot gradually expanded, becoming a block, a surface.

The sun has risen. The sun rises gradually, and gradually rises.

He saw it clearly. He could see his parents with red lanterns, and a silver light was reflected on their shoulders and heads, shining brightly. Apparently, they waited here all night. A night of wind and snow has made them two snow sculptures.

They looked a little haggard. However, a relieved smile appeared on their faces.

Mother's long messy hair was blown high by the cold wind, and it was so elegant.

In the light of the dawn, he struggled through the snow.

"Mom, Dad, I'm back—" he shouted.

"It's good to be back." It was the voice of the father.

"Welcome home." Mother opened her arms.

He smiled.

He walked faster and faster.

He felt that he had grown up and was sensible.

I've been through a winter.

He thought.

February 25, 2014

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