Vincent finished his two cigarettes when he lit the third

"Once upon a time there was a young man who enjoyed the life he lived." He started talking to himself, I didn't interrupt him, just lowered my head and listened silently, he must have something important to say.

He would go to work on time every day at a long-established local grocery store, which was supposed to be closed to employees, but because the manager's wife had died and the manager was getting older. All in all, he was physically and mentally exhausted and couldn't support the store at the time, but thinking that this was the result of years of operation by himself and his wife, he was reluctant to give up, and finally he found a local 'idle' young man. ”

His tone was always calm, barely emotional. I was also very cooperative with him, and was not in a hurry to ask, and the only thing that could tell his mood was that he took a hard puff of cigarette and then slowly spit it out.

"The young man lived in a nice family when he was young. Both father and mother are employees who work every day, and their income is guaranteed. However, the family preferred the quiet and quiet days of the suburbs to the glitzy life of the city, and they bought a home in the suburbs and went there on weekend breaks. ”

At this point, he paused, his face a little lost, but it was only for a moment.

"Sometimes things come so suddenly that you don't have time to react." He whispered this sentence, and if he didn't listen carefully, he would definitely be missed.

"Once, when the parents were going back to the city, the child wanted to stay and play for a few more days, and the parents agreed, and the child boarded at a friendly neighbor's house. He found all sorts of new things in his neighbor's shop, but he could only pick them up and look at them, but it satisfied his curiosity. That week, the child had a full life. On Friday night, children have been waiting for their parents to come over and show them about their experiences of the week. However, he did not see them that night, which was the worst break he could remember from his parents, but he never had a chance to blame them again - a car accident had shattered this happy home, like a glass slag on the ground, and there was no possibility of repair. ”

Vincent's heart was bleeding as he said this, and anyone could tell whose story he was telling, but his expression remained the same, just looking at the moon in the sky and continuing to tell.

"Later, the child inherited the inheritance, but as the saying goes, 'blessing is unparalleled, disaster is not a single line', because someone got in the way, and some wrong outrageous IOUs appeared inexplicably, and the child's house in the city was mortgaged. As soon as he experienced the setbacks in his life, he realized the sinister nature of the human heart. That night the child was alone in the attic on the top floor of the house, in the moonlight, crying all night. ”

He exhaled a smoke ring and a smile on his face, and I could see how painful that smile was.

"Since then, the child has changed. He began to spend time with the thugs of the town, and thanks to his parents' legacy, the children were very generous. In addition, he has a good temper and quickly blends into them. They spend the day in bars, playing cards and getting drunk, and at night they go stealing something. The kid wasn't short of money, but he was hooked on that feeling when he was tricked into stealing for the first time. Since then, he has been committing frequent thefts, but they are all petty fights, there are no valuables, and the local police cannot find evidence. In this way, he quickly became the upper echelon of the gangster group. ”

But he didn't steal from all of his homes, he never went to his neighbor's house, and he wouldn't let his men go. Not only that, but he would often bring some of the things he bought to comfort the two old people. ”

"Why did you buy it?" Speaking of this, Vincent couldn't help but laugh, not like the previous smile, but laughed directly. When I asked him why he was laughing, he shook his head and continued: "He used to send the stolen things, but for some reason the old man saw at a glance that they were the 'stolen goods' that he had stolen, and threw them out, saying that 'he must not be allowed to take them into his shop again.'" He couldn't resist the old man, so he had to use his own money to buy something serious every time he went back, and every time he had to explain where these things came from, if there was anything wrong, the old man would throw them out without question. ”

"What a stern old man." That's what I said.

But no, the old man had persuaded him to return to the right path after that, and his answers were all perfunctory. But in a persuasion, he agreed, which surprised the old man very much. The old man suspected that he was lying to himself, but time proved that his scruples were unnecessary. The young man really didn't dry his hands - he contracted a plot of land and started his own farm. The old man heard this from his mouth, and burst into tears of excitement, and he couldn't speak for a long time, but silently muttered 'God bless' That night, the old man asked his wife to cook a table of good dishes, and invited the young man to his house, and at the dinner table, the old man kept drinking with him despite his wife's objections. The old man even opened the brandy at the bottom of the box in the shop, and although the young man didn't want the old man to do so for himself, he was also afraid of ruining the old man's interest, so the two chatted and drank until they were unconscious."

Vincent pressed the only cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, and as he lit the cigarette, he muttered, "That was the first time he was completely drunk, and it seemed that the next day it was very useless to let the proprietress take care of it." ”

After that, the relationship between the young and the old became closer, and the young hired someone else to manage the farm, while he often went to the old man's shop to do chores. But the good days never last long, the proprietress died of an acute illness, the old man was very sad, and the young man, who had nothing to do, heard the news and sold the farm directly to help the old man manage the store. But what the young man didn't expect was that it didn't take long for him to become the boss - the old man resolutely transferred the shop to him. Flattered by the young man, he carefully renovated the shop inside and out, but to his surprise, disaster also struck."