When you wake up again, you are hungry, and since you have a feeling of hunger, it indicates that your body has begun to recover.

There was a bowl of porridge on the bedside table, with poached eggs and meat foam sauce on it, and the enticing aroma wafted there, so I didn't feel that there was anyone in the outhouse, and I probably went out.

Zhang Ke lay still, unable to resist the temptation of such a real hunger and the smell of food, and struggled to sit up, thinking that it was a dream, and there was no reason to starve himself. He poured porridge, eggs, and meat foam into his stomach, and lay down for a while before his hands and feet gradually developed strength.

Zhang Ke pushed the door and walked to the bathroom, staring at himself in the mirror, his face was pale, full of sickness, his chin was pointed, his eyes were not bright, his lips were thin, and his lips were a little hairy, he was exactly when he was sixteen years old, if he hadn't seen it in the mirror, just thinking about it, he couldn't imagine such a real face.

What's going on? Zhang Ke slapped his face, he didn't dare to use force, and it hurt a little. Dreams can't simulate physical pain, but who can be sure that it makes sense to go back in time? Unable to prove that he was in a dream, let alone believing that he was in the real world, Zhang Ke didn't know what was wrong and put himself in such a state.

Walking through the living room, my eyes swept over the calendar on the glass table - July 18, 1994 - ah, July 18!

Isn't the fever going away on July 16th? The reason why Zhang Ke clearly remembers the date of the high fever is because on the third day after he had a high fever when he was 16 years old, that is, on July 18, there was a vicious accident on North Street behind the dormitory of the agency, in which five people died and three were injured.

Zhang Ke picked up the T-shirt pullover, grabbed a handful of change from the clay pot on the cabinet by the door, and passed a key through it with a colored rope - exactly the same detail as he remembered, Zhang Ke would hang the key around his neck at the age of sixteen - stuffed the key into his trouser pocket with the change, and went downstairs.

Bought a copy of the morning newspaper of the day, it was indeed July 18th, Zhang Ke looked up at the sun hanging on the corner of the high-rise building on the west side, turned the corner, and walked towards North Street.

At this time, there is no trace of abnormality in the North Street, the dull air makes people drowsy, near the corner is a building materials store, next door is a hardware store, and then there is a convenience store, steaming, almost no pedestrians on the street. That's it, no one but myself, and the occasional car passes by. Zhang Ke stood on the side of the street for a while, looking like he had been in a car accident, and he couldn't see anything unusual about to have a car accident. The high fever had just subsided, his weak body couldn't stand the heat, and the sweat on his forehead flowed, Zhang Ke buried his head in the convenience store and stood under the whistling ceiling fan.

The curtain was lifted from the outside, and a young man raised the curtain above his head, allowing the young woman behind him to take the little girl's hand and walk in first. Zhang Ke glanced at it, the young woman had a delicate face, a slender waist, wearing a plain long skirt, her waist was narrow, and her breasts looked more and more towering. The young woman walked through the door with her back to the light, and Zhang Ke could almost see the shape and whiteness of the young woman's plump and slender thighs through the thin skirt cloth.

When the young woman walked in, there was no light transmission effect, Zhang Ke secretly felt a pity, only felt that such a beautiful young woman, Haizhou is also extremely rare, thinking that the young woman has a male companion present, and she does not dare to be too presumptuous, only to see her eyes reveal the common difficulties of summer afternoons; And the little girl in the young woman's hand was also quite beautiful, about three or four years old, pouting and wiping the sweat from her forehead, and her eyes were deep black.

Zhang Ke was a little jealous of the young man at the door, with such a beautiful wife and daughter, probably all the good things that people can encounter in their lives have happened to him.

The young man stood at the door, facing inward, the light outside was very strong, he couldn't really see his face, the young woman turned around and talked to the young man, it was the dialect of the north area, Zhang Ke couldn't hear clearly, he thought that he couldn't wait for the car accident when he stood in the store, and saw the young woman leading the little girl to go inside, the little girl pointed to the electric fan above Zhang Ke's head, and shouted excitedly: "Mom, there is wind, there is wind, there is ...... wind"

Zhang Ke walked out, missed the door from the young man's side, and the young man happened to look sideways at the thing in the corner, but Zhang Ke still couldn't see his face clearly. A middle-aged fat man walked out of the building materials store, carrying two horse clip stools in his hands, and a thin man followed him, holding a deck of cards and a stack of change in his hand, shouting in his mouth: "Fourth, Biaozi, ......what are you rubbing?"

"Here, you're fucking mourning, such a rough voice!" A shirtless young man picked up a small square table, walked out of the hardware store, and stood in the shade of a tree facing the street, with two small stools behind him......

Zhang Ke instantly recalled the report about the car accident 14 years ago: "There was a major traffic accident on North Street in Xicheng District, a muck truck turned from Dongsheng Street into North Street, the driver lost control of drunk driving and rushed to the sidewalk on the side of the road, and the four young people who were playing cards in the shade of the sidewalk couldn't avoid ......" Zhang Ke looked back at the couple and the little girl in the convenience store. At that time, Zhang Ke was deeply impressed by this report, in addition to the car accident that happened on North Street, the newspaper also posted a photo of the little girl, which made people feel especially sorry.

Blood poured up to the top of his head one by one, and the shock made Zhang Ke's whole body paralyzed and unable to move!

"Uncle Tian's car is almost here, I'm watching ...... outside" The young man in the convenience store said to the young woman, and came out of the door curtain, only the shade of the poplar tree in front of the building materials store was the coolest, and the young man glanced at Zhang Ke who was standing at the door of the convenience store, walked to the shade, and stood there to watch the four people play cards.

The sound of heavy trucks rolling over the asphalt road could be heard in the distance, approaching the corner of the street, and it seemed that there was no slowing down, and the sound of death was so clear......

"Dad, Mommy gave you ice cream......"

The little girl was holding an ice cream and almost jumped out of the door, and the earthy yellow muck cart had just peeked out of the corner with no sign of turning.

The little girl missed Zhang Ke's side, and Zhang Ke almost felt the calf under the shorts sweep the hem of the little girl's dress; The muck truck drove through the middle of the street with no sign of turning......

The little girl jumped out of the hardware store, tripped under her feet, and her body hit the ground, and the ice cream hit the ground...... The driver of the muck truck over there seemed to suddenly realize that he had missed the intersection and slammed the steering wheel, the tires grinding against the asphalt and making a piercing screech. The young man who was about to come over to pick up his daughter suddenly turned around and saw a muck truck that had suddenly turned around in the middle of the street and crashed into it......

"Ahh The young woman screamed loudly at the door of the convenience store.

Zhang Ke thought about the photo posted by the little girl after the car accident, looking at such a cute little girl lying less than five steps in front of him, thinking that such a little girl's body was about to be run over by this crazy muck truck, Zhang Ke's body surged up, rushed out, reached out and picked up the little girl's body and ran back.

The muck truck slammed into the waist-thick poplar tree, and with a click, the poplar broke into two, and half of the tree stabbed into the small belly of the middle-aged fat man. The muck truck paused for a moment, and then swooped down again—the car didn't turn off, and the driver stepped on the accelerator again—and the other three men and men playing cards were stunned, and froze there, forgetting to dodge, until the muck truck crashed into the air.

The muck truck crashed into Zhang Ke again.

Zhang Ke was also frightened, holding the little girl's body, not knowing that people were going to dodge to the side, holding the little girl's stiff body, desperately retreating until his body was against the wall, unable to move, just hugged the little girl tightly in his arms, watched the muck truck wipe his nose and turned over, and his heart almost stopped......

The muck truck swerved off the sidewalk and into the middle of the street, and a Jetta came from the west and got stuck under the belly of the muck truck......

Zhang Ke felt that his face was wet, a wipe of his face, the blood of his hand, "Wow......" Zhang Ke suddenly cried, frightened and frightened, knelt on the ground, held the little girl in his arms, and touched around, "I didn't hit it, I didn't hit it......"

The corners of his mouth were a little fishy, Zhang Ke wiped it, white flowers, brains? The stomach squirmed, and before she could turn her head, the contents of her stomach spit out, splashing the little girl's whole body......

Zhang Ke remembers that when he was in a car accident, he only felt his body thrown out fiercely, and he lost consciousness in the air, and he didn't have time to feel the fear of death? Looking at the bloody scene, only then did he realize the fear of car accidents and the fragility of people, Zhang Ke sat on the ground with the little girl in his arms, lost his soul.

After the car accident, the crowd seemed to be oozing water from a sponge, and all of a sudden surrounded the street.

A black sedan leaned over, and two middle-aged people got out of the car, shouting loudly, Zhang Ke's brain, a moment sober, a moment confused, couldn't really hear, saw a middle-aged man come over and pick up the young woman who collapsed on the ground, and a middle-aged man came over to pick up the little girl. Zhang Ke handed the little girl over: "I don't know if I bumped into it, I don't know if I bumped into ......"

"The girl is fine, this young man wants it, it was he who rushed over to save the girl, look, such a deep tire print...... someone said next to him, "The young man is also scared enough, he shouldn't have hit it, just a little bit." I'm ten meters away from here, I look carefully, my legs and stomach are still shaking, and this young man dares to rush over to save this girl......"

The ambulance then arrived, and the loud ambulance bell quieted Zhang Ke's chaotic mind a little.

Zhang Ke didn't dare to look at the person who was knocked away, no one who replaced Zhang Ke dared to be stimulated by this anymore, he wiped his face, the blood stains dried, and after a while, it became a scar. His hands and feet were weak, he struggled to stand up, and walked out of the crowd in a daze, and a nurse ran over to hug him: "You can't walk around casually......" "You didn't hit me, the blood is splashed, you take care of them......" The nurse was stunned, and walked back without thinking too much, and she didn't think of leaving Zhang Ke or Zhang Ke's contact information.

Zhang Ke turned back to find the driver who was driving, the driver was lying under the root of the second poplar tree that knocked him down, his face was pale, and the wine should have woken up a long time ago. Zhang Ke always felt that he wanted to comfort him for a word or two, but he didn't know where to start, so he grinned bitterly. After crossing the Dongsheng Bridge, I saw two traffic patrol vehicles heading towards North Street.

Zhang Ke then remembered that on July 18, 94, almost all the traffic patrol police in Xicheng District were drawn to the area of Bell Tower Square to maintain order. Because on this day, nearly 100 employees of Xinguang Paper Mill gathered in the Bell Tower Square to make trouble. The old factory of Xinguang Paper Mill is located on the bank of the Shugang River in the south of the city, with backward technology and serious pollution, Chengnan District is determined to move the Xinguang Paper Mill out of the main urban area, and prepares to build a new factory in the southern suburbs of the industrial park, but the construction of the new plant and the purchase of equipment will exhaust the bank loan, there is no working capital, no raw materials, and it has not been started.