"Eh, look at that foreigner who can speak Sichuanese! It looks a little handsome! ”

"Maybe it's an international student, looking at his satisfied face, he is indulging in the vast and profound food world of our Chinese nation again!"

"But it seems that there are some X, and I wear sunglasses when I eat a cold powder! I really take myself seriously! ”

Ignoring the strange stares and whispers of the people around him, Saint-Tiago burped contentedly after checking out, bought a pack of Yellow Crane Towers, lit it and took a sharp breath, then comfortably spit out a smoke ring and disappeared into the alley.

Looking at the familiar things around him, Saint-Tiago couldn't help but feel emotional, as if he hadn't been back here since that incident!

Walking to the gate of a family area of an institution, looking at the dilapidated iron fence and Uncle Hu who was still leisurely fanning outside the guard pavilion, Saint-Tiago suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, four years! The past four years have passed in a hurry, he has tasted the loneliness and struggle in a foreign land, tasted the complacent drunken gold fans, and tasted the disdain and detachment of thousands of scolding, and now time seems to have undergone a long round.

Once upon a time, every morning, a skinny junior high school student dressed in a fat school uniform, carrying a school bag and holding a baby-like soccer ball stepped down the boulevard to the campus. At that time, the dazzling morning sun will always overwhelm the morning light, projecting the reflection of youth from under the dense plane trees, and the teenager with dreams kicks the ball all the way and imagines himself galloping on the field of the spot, carving his own legend with one goal after another.

Even the scolding of the teacher and the scolding of the parents can't puncture this colorful bubble that belongs to the dream.

But no matter how beautiful the bubble is, when it rises to a certain height, it will eventually come to a gorgeous curtain call, even if it will bloom beautifully for a short time at that moment.

It seems that every ordinary family is continuing such a story, but this time the rebellious teenager has an accident. When he woke up again, he was in a foreign land, with a new identity, a new body, a new face, a new name...... As well as a new life, which he had always dreamed of, a Boca Juniors reserve player from Buenos Aires.

He vows to give it his all and fulfill his dreams... It was with this ruthlessness and innate talent that he completed the counterattack and became the hottest new star in Argentina, getting the opportunity to go to Europa. Before leaving, he stubbornly did not come back to take a look, he knew that everything had just begun, he fled home, he wanted to stand proudly in front of the two old men and tell them about his achievements!

In the dreamy San Siro, he succeeded! Europe's golden boy, Serie A assist king!

In the face of the ensuing honors and praises, he hesitated again before leaving, why should he cling to the past? He has a new family of his own in Buenos Aires, and he is no longer the high school student who was forced to choose science! So he lived a life that everyone envied, a luxury sports car, a supermodel girlfriend, and a spacious mansion! He was lost in the ambiguous Milan night......

"Huh~~~" took a deep breath, stomped on the cigarette butt in his hand, and Stantiago adjusted his mood and walked towards the familiar unit building, I don't know if the second old man is okay now? The script of washing away the lead and changing the past may affect his football career in the future, but this time he only appeared here as a homecoming wanderer.

"Hey, this dog-day foreign boy, his quality is so low!" Seeing the young man walking into the family area, the doorkeeper slapped the fan on his thigh and shouted angrily, then he got up and put the fan down, ready to reach for the broom placed in the corner.

"It's a ghost! The quality of foreigners is not the same as low now, and it is still blowing every day! If it weren't for the creation of the guard, I wouldn't be able to fix it! ”

"Oh, I know Uncle Hu! It's hard to go, why hasn't it changed for so many years, I used to come back late and give you two dollars every time! Saint-Tiago, who was once again recalled from the deep memory in his heart, waved his hand impatiently and walked straight inside, leaving only Uncle Hu with a stunned and shocked face.

"I'm afraid this plate is really a ghost!"

Geckos crawl all over the old apartment buildings, the old objects and bicycles piled up on the side of the entrance staircase have not changed for several years, but there are some more toy cars that children don't want, and the old man who collects scrap seems to have never wanted to visit here, which also makes time have a short stay here.

The concrete-poured steps had smoothed out the edges and corners, and the light and dim sensor lights didn't react even if Santiago stomped his feet hard, until he gave a soft wow as before, and then it lit up again.

The warm sunlight shone on Santiago's face through the vents in the stairwell, and the familiar smell of honeycomb coal was still the theme song of each stairwell. He once threw the foul-smelling duck eggs in the debris pile in the stairwell, sprinkled the peeled egg shells in the gaps of honeycomb coal, ran to the top floor to hide stupidly for a long time when he skipped class, and would sit here alone with the sun when he was sad.

Sometimes Santiago wanted to stop there, but half an hour later he was on the corner of the seventh floor.

Looking at the old security door and the crumbling couplet, he had mixed feelings in his heart, raised his hand several times but finally put it down, his inner emotions were like a rushing river, he tried to maintain restraint but couldn't do anything, he could only be distressed, helplessly watching it continue to flow into the sea.

"Hey, it's this unqualified foreigner again!" Uncle Hu shook his fan leisurely, listening to the preparations for the Olympic athletes on the radio, but he saw the foreign boy with exaggerated sunglasses again.

He looked at the sky with some wonder, but unfortunately the lush plane trees seemed to block all the stories about the blue sky, and Lao Hu couldn't observe what the weather was like today, so he couldn't judge the real reason why this foreigner was wearing sunglasses. However, Lao Hu remembered that this foreigner actually spoke fluent Sichuanese! Although it is not uncommon for foreigners in China to do so now, it is very rare to learn Sichuan dialect so fluently instead of learning Mandarin!

However, the depressed Saint-Tiago obviously didn't take Uncle Hu's wonderful expression into his eyes, and he didn't understand why there was no one! However, when he caught a glimpse of Uncle Hu, who was dissatisfied with him, Saint Tiago was shocked, and walked forward a few steps to grab the old man's hand and said urgently: "Uncle Hu, the old man Li's family on the 7th floor of Unit 2 of Building 5? Where did they move to? “

He shook the water meter in his hand from a year ago, looking a little distracted.

"Hi, which one are you? Are they relatives? It can't be, they have absolutely no foreign relatives! Lao Hu was first startled when he heard Saint Tiago's words, sighed and was about to answer, but suddenly stopped, and then asked himself vigilantly and answered himself. Even if he is old, Lao Hu is not afraid of this foreigner at all, and he does not inquire about who dares to make trouble at the door of the family community of the power agency in the two streets nearby!

It's been more than a year since a foreigner came to inquire, which is definitely uneasy and kind!

"I ...... I am a friend of Li Xuedong, we are high school classmates, and I was transferred to a foreign school at that time! He and I both like to play football, I returned to China before, and now I come to China to play with him, and he taught me Sichuan dialect! Saint Tiago was also stunned when he saw Uncle Hu's vigilant expression, and even though he knew what the old man was thinking, he immediately made up a reasonable identity in a few words.

"Oh, you're Li Xuedong's high school classmate, outside the real school, no wonder! Come back and play with him...... Hey..."Lao Hu also dispelled the doubts in his heart after hearing Saint Tiago's explanation, and he sighed and said for no reason as a result of the water outage notice in Saint Tiago's hand.

"Hey, baby, you're late! Li Xuedong, he died in a car accident two years ago...... Lao Li and his wife also moved away......"

"Dead ...... He's dead? Two years ago! "San Tiago took two steps back as if he had been hit by five thunderbolts, and he couldn't say anything, what the hell was going on! Four years ago, my soul possessed this person called Santiago, but in China, I died two years ago!

Seeing Saint Tiago's dejected and devastated appearance, Lao Hu did not doubt him, and immediately sighed again and explained carefully.

It turned out that Li Xuedong did not return overnight after going out on a certain night in his sophomore year of high school, which made his parents Lao Li and his wife very anxious, not only called the police but also mobilized all relatives and friends to help search, and finally found the unconscious teenager in a small alley at two o'clock in the morning. But Lao Li's heart had just been put down but was ruthlessly torn apart again, and the hospital diagnosed Li Xuedong with a heavy blow to the head, although his life was fine, he became a vegetative person, and there was no possibility of waking up again in his life!

One can imagine what a big blow this is for the old couple!

However, parents are parents after all, and after a short period of despair and tears all day long, they did not give up, but cheered up, taking care of their child who had become a vegetative person every day, hoping that he would wake up one day.

But this time, although everyone expressed their blessings, the miracle did not come as promised, and the careful care all day long ushered in the arrival of death, when the son suddenly stopped breathing on the bed, the old couple's hearts finally collapsed.

Li Xuedong's mother couldn't afford to fall ill after sending her son away, and Lao Litou, who used up all his retirement salary, sold his property and moved out of this sad place, and Lao Hu has not heard from them for two years.