Anyway, my luck that day was not ordinarily bad, not to mention the loss of my wallet, and it was a big night, and the sky was still sparse and raining, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it with the word embarrassment.

But fortunately, I'm a person, born with a good life, every time the mountains and rivers are exhausted, there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are immediately bright and another village.

At this dilemma, a person walked slowly from afar, and he couldn't see it clearly in the darkness at night, but he felt that the person was walking strangely, shaking step by step, like a lame.

"Hey, little brother, what are you doing here?"

The voice was rough, with the majestic air of a middle-aged man.

Take a closer look, I really didn't guess wrong, I was really disabled, but I looked like a good person, with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking at my age, I guessed that I was in my forties.

I was anxious, and it was rare for someone to come over, so I was naturally overjoyed.

Although the person in front of him didn't know each other, and his clothes were extremely shabby, they were born from the heart, and this was true at all.

So, I quickly told me about it.

Sure enough, this man is a happy person, and when he heard my situation, he didn't say a word, and smiled.

"Little brother, it's the first time you've gone far away, right? This outside is not comparable to the home, everyone has it, I see, eighty percent of your wallet is stolen by someone! ”

Actually, I also know that there may be some way?

This black light is blind, and the place is not familiar, even if you call the police, it is a troublesome matter, besides, I have heard people talk about it before, it is stolen on the train, that is a common thing, but I didn't expect that this time it was my turn to be recruited.

The man was warm-hearted, and when he saw that I had no master, he actually took the initiative to invite me to settle down with him.

At first I didn't dare to go, but on second thought, no! We are not beauties, and now we are penniless, as the so-called barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, since people take the initiative to invite, if I don't go, it will seem hypocritical.

Because his legs and feet were not good, the two did not walk fast.

After talking along the way, the two introduced themselves to each other. But basically, he's talking, I'm listening.

Years later, whenever I stop in the streets, I always think of this person, or this kind of person.

Who is he? Where is he from? You're probably more curious than I am.

So let me tell you, there is one thing on his back that says it all.

It was an old, somewhat shiny guitar, with brown wood grains and bright strings, full of vicissitudes.

This northern man, who has been wandering all his life, wanders with his guitar.

His story, I learned later, and it all started when we met that night.

The eldest brother's surname is Sheng, and his name has long been forgotten.

In fact, when we arrived at his quarters, I was surprised.

How would you describe what you saw?

Brother Sheng's so-called residence, to put it bluntly, is just one bed, but this bed is extremely unusual.

At the bottom of the bridge is the home where this man stayed.

Although I am not a rich and noble person, and I have not tasted hard times, the scene in front of me still surprised me a lot.

Brother Sheng obviously expected my reaction and smiled.

"What's wrong? Surprised? ”

I smiled and shook my head, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

But what comes is safe, and my thoughts at that time couldn't be simpler.

Anyway, let's just think of it as a real wandering, at least let me see a life that I have never experienced before.

Itinerant artists are a very unusual group in China. Many years ago, I heard about it, but they really lived and never touched.

The night is deep, and the temperature is not cool.

It's just that I don't feel lonely, but at this moment, my stomach is lonely before me.

To tell the truth, from getting on the bus to now, it has been half a day, and during this time, I have not entered the rice.

At this time, Brother Sheng took something out of his arms and handed it to me.

When I looked at it, it was a big pie.

Although I looked like a crooked melon and cracked dates, I was really hungry at this moment, so I was not polite, and I took it and gnawed on it.

But as soon as I took my mouth, I immediately regretted it.

Damn, is there such a hard cake in the world? Just this bite almost didn't make me rattle my teeth.

Brother Sheng on the side laughed.

"Little brother, eat slowly, don't choke."

When I heard this, I almost burst out laughing.

It's just that this smile is not really trying to laugh, but there is a deep sense of irony.

I think I'm a big cake shop owner, I don't know how much bread I've eaten, and today I'm in such a situation.

This cake, to tell the truth, was put aside in the past, and I threw it directly in the trash, but at this time, I had to eat it, and I was hungry if I didn't eat it.

How wonderful fate is, how embarrassed I am.

Until Brother Sheng said a word, suddenly, I was shocked.

"Little brother, don't look down on this cake, this thing is hard but full. Just like people, only real can make people down-to-earth. ”

I was stunned, and this sentence seemed to mean something.

As soon as I looked up at him, over there, Brother Sheng had already fallen asleep, leaving half of the bunk for me.

The black night, the darkness could not be darker, I gnawed one-fifth of this cake, and I couldn't swallow it after all.

In the silence, I tossed and turned for a long time, and I couldn't sleep.

At this time, someone suddenly asked me in my ear.

"What's wrong? Still not sleeping? ”

As soon as I turned my head, Brother Sheng sat up at some point.

Those bright eyes are particularly bright in the dark night.

Suddenly, I simply sat up.

On this night, in front of this middle-aged wandering artist I met for the first time, I opened my heart for the first time.

Maybe it's the strangeness that makes me let go of many scruples.

And when Brother Sheng listened to me tell the story of Xiangfei's left bank, he didn't say a word for a long time.

I can see that at this moment, he also brought out my emotions, and between my eyebrows, there was an inexplicable emotion.

Everyone is a person with a story, and at night, all the guards are easy to let go.

At this time, Brother Sheng handed me a cigarette.

I took it with a smile.

Then he lit a fire for me.

And I just looked at it, and I was surprised.

No one would have thought that the lighter in his hand would be the famous Zippo. And, judging from the style, this zippo obviously belongs to the limited edition in the Black Ice series!

Suddenly, I became very interested in the identity of the man in front of me.

Dressed in tatters, living under the bridge cave, using ZIppo black ice that sells at least 2,000 or more in the counter!

Who is he? Where is he from? I don't know anything about it.

But at the moment, there is one thing that I am absolutely sure of.

He is definitely not an ordinary wandering artist, and there must be the same mysterious secret hidden in this seemingly rough and sloppy man.

At this time, Brother Sheng stood up and smiled.

"Little brother, do you want to hear my story?"

End of chapter.