Xining Yangwei International Airport, the sun is sprinkled on the concrete, the planes are arranged in an orderly manner on the tarmac, a few planes are landed in the air from time to time, and a few planes take off from time to time on the ground, coming and going in the hurried air, like passers-by.

At this moment, the announcement sounded in the departure hall: "Passengers, please pay attention, the following is the preview of flight A888, flight A888 from Los Angeles to Xining has landed, please wait in the special channel for the person who picks you up, thank you."

On the 12th apron, a Boeing 769 slowly landed on the floor. With the sound of "ci", the A888 cabin door opened, and along the aircraft ladder, you can vaguely see a young man about 185cm tall, 15 years old, and a delicate appearance. The boy is dressed in casual clothes, and the peach blossom eyes on the high bridge of his nose can't hide his enthusiasm for the city (someone has said that a man with peach blossom eyes is always enthusiastic. )。 But what caught the eye was that he still had a pair of crutches in his hand, and the pace of getting off the plane was unusually heavy, and the people on the plane couldn't bear it, so they went up to help, but they were rejected by the teenager one by one, the boy looked back at the plane, and said silently: "Sooner or later, one day I will go back." ”

At the exit of the airport, the young man looked around and made sure that no one came to pick him up, so he walked straight to the taxi stand, and the volunteer on the side reached out to help him with his luggage.

"Master, go to the Cuihu community." The boy said in a thick foreign accent of Mandarin.

"Okay! Sit down, lad. The taxi driver quickly extinguished his cigarette and responded.

The master pulled the handbrake, added a sip of gas to the car, and the vehicle quickly left the airport, but the direction was not in the direction where he went.

As soon as the car drove out of the airport, there was a red-haired girl holding a sign of dawn standing at the exit of the airport waiting, about 40 minutes, no one came out, she took out her mobile phone, flipped through the text message she received last night: "Arrive at half past eleven, dawn." The girl then dialed the number that she hadn't been in touch for a long time.

Half an hour later, the master stepped on the brakes, turned around and said, "Young man, it's 106 yuan in total, give me 100 yuan, and the remaining 6 yuan will invite you to eat a bowl of old friend noodles." The young man didn't speak, took out 50 gross tickets of one yuan from his wallet, handed them over and copied the authentic Xining dialect and said heartily: "Master, here you go, don't look for it, I asked my friend just now, from the airport to Cuihu for a maximum of 30 yuan, you deliberately took a long detour, do you think I don't know!"

"Alas, I said that you are an unlucky kid who lacks morality, obviously how do the locals say ghost words, so that I think you are a ghost old man, running so far in vain, and your friend is really not righteous enough, so he didn't come to pick you up as a disabled person, and let you fight alone." The driver said angrily with a cigarette, of course, he didn't forget to mock it, after all, he can take out so many gross tickets, and he is also a guy with a bad stomach.

"Hee hee ~ you can't have the heart to hurt people, and you can't have the heart to prevent people", the young man picked up his luggage, picked up his crutches and got out of the car door.

Just as the car was about to drive out, the young man turned around and said, "I forgot to tell you, my friend is not a person, it's called Didi Taxi." As soon as the words fell, the car in front almost hit the flower bed.

The boy took the elevator up to the 10th floor, opened the door of his house, and a musty smell came to his nose, and the spider above his head spit silk, like a teenager telling him that this was his territory. The young man frowned, and only shouted in his heart, he was still in good health when he came back, should he clean up?

At this time, a long-lost phone rang, and the boy just clicked the answer button, and the girl from the opposite side scolded: "SB, Dawn, are you back?"

The young man pursed his lips helplessly, and replied, "Sister, I thought you didn't remember my long-lost brother." Also, why do you curse as soon as you come back! The temper is so short-tempered, and he can't marry carefully. ”

"I don't have to worry about you, the boy chasing me can line up from the front door of the school to the back door of the school, you wait, I'll come over immediately, don't walk around."

"Okay!" Dawn had to agree, the point was that he was not willing to tidy up this old house at all.

Dawn sat casually on his suitcase, staring blankly at the ceiling, thinking about how he had been galloping on the basketball court a few months ago, but now he had returned home like a wasted person, unable to even take care of his normal life, and couldn't help but feel depressed. But thinking about the encouragement of his teammates before leaving, his eyes lit up again.

After a while, a tall, fat-complexed woman in a professional skirt walked into Liming's house, and as soon as she opened the door, she was choked by a musty smell. She glanced at Dawn, pulled him over, and said, "Go to my house first, where can you live in this hellish place."

"Hey, grandma, you are lighter, I have a foot injury." Dawn protests against the girl's violence with a cane.

"No matter how much you do, less nonsense, how many men want to live in my boudoir have no chance, don't cherish the opportunity to give you." Sister Li said disdainfully.

"Ah,~ I'm very rare to go to live in your boudoir! I'm not the perverts around you, I'm your brother! You help me get someone to clean up my house, and I'll go home and live. Dawn protested as he walked out dragging his luggage, it was clear that his actions betrayed his heart.

Sister Li glanced back at him, with a very contemptuous emotion in her eyes. Dawn doesn't care, anyway, his cousin is still a big friend who plays with his bare ass, and he doesn't care about these things for a long time. The woman also knew that this was a cheeky guy, and she didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so she simply called a taxi.

The car stopped, the window rolled down, the driver extinguished the cigarette butt, took off his sunglasses, looked at the dawn, and scolded:

"Unlucky boy, why are you again!"

"Master, this is a tragic story, and let the unlucky child get in the car and tell you slowly."