After going offline, Wang Fusheng took a coat and walked out, and came downstairs to look at the community where he had lived for almost two years, Wang Fusheng showed a blank look on his face. Suddenly it felt like the neighborhood was familiar, but it was also very unfamiliar. Lit a cigarette and took a hard puff, the feeling of smoke echoing in his lungs made Wang Fusheng feel that this world was a little more real. After highlighting the smoke, the scavenger walked out of the neighborhood and walked through the crowd, constantly turning his head to look around, but there was no focus in his eyes.

Aimlessly moving with the crowd, Wang Fusheng didn't know where to go. The noise of the crowd around and the excitement of the crowd did not inject a trace of temperature into Wang Fusheng's heart. Because no matter what sound was heard in Wang Fusheng's ears, it was a violent sound that did not explode.

Then the faces that appear in the occasional in-focus gaze are also smiling faces. That smile was very kind, and it made people nostalgic, as if they wanted to say something to Wang Fusheng. But nothing was spoken, everything seemed to be in a smile. The familiar faces unraveled the memories that Wang Fusheng thought had been dusty over and over again.

Wang Fusheng wanted to shout, wanted to reach out and touch these faces, wanted to feel the temperature in their smiles. But Wang Fusheng couldn't stretch out his hand, and the crowd passing by him was like a shackle tying Wang Fusheng, so that he couldn't even move a finger.

"What do you want to do when the general retires in the future?" A soldier had a shy smile on his face, but his hands unceremoniously took out a cigarette from Wang Fusheng's pocket, and then gave Wang Fusheng one for himself, lit it for Wang Fusheng and began to swallow the clouds.

"What do you want to do after you retire?" Wang Fusheng, who was smoking, asked.

"I don't know what to say." The soldier never seemed to have thought about this question, and after hearing Wang Fusheng's question, he had a look of confusion on his face, and his smile was a little innocent. But after a moment's pause, the soldier's eyes lit up: "I'm afraid to think about what I'm going to do." The reason why I came to the army was because my mother felt that my character was too cowardly and wanted me to exercise in the army. If I left the army, I would go back to work as a police officer, and every time I saw a police officer, my mother pointed at them and said that I would dare to fight the bad guys like them in the future. ”

"Brave to dare to fight the bad guys?" With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Wang Fusheng looked at the big boy in front of him who was a little shy. The smile is full of warmth.

"I guess so, I don't know. But as a police officer, my mom must have felt a light on her face, and I was happy when she was happy. The soldier scratched the back of his head, the smile on his face still genuine. But there is a hint of firmness in the honesty, because that's what my mother likes.

"By the way, General, you haven't said what you will do after you leave the army?" The honest soldier remembered something and continued to ask.

"Well, if I go back to college." Wang Fusheng was silent for a moment and said.

"What is it like to go to college? I just finished college to join the army, and I don't think there is anything about college? The soldier looked at Wang Fusheng puzzled. It seems that Wang Fusheng, who feels omnipotent in his heart, wants to go to college, which is a little weird. It seems that the word university cannot declare the light in Wang Fusheng.

"I grew up in a welfare college, and I didn't study well at first. But the teachers at the welfare center treated me very well and said that if I worked hard, I would be admitted to university. But I didn't have the heart to study at the time. Always dare to be interested in all kinds of war things. Later, I secretly joined the juvenile reserve, and the teacher said when I left. If I'm tired of playing outside, go back and continue my lessons. After being admitted to university, I can find a good job, so that it is easy to get married, and I will not be alone in the future. ”

"Even so." The honest soldier nodded, and for a moment he didn't know what to say, and the two of them began to smoke in silence.

"Can the general exercise be less. It's so tiring. ”

"It's better to be tired at this time than to lose your life on the battlefield."

"Then can I make fifty less today and make up for it tomorrow?"

"Yes, I have an extra fifty kilograms on my body. You can do a hundred less. Tomorrow I call the shots, and you don't have to make up for it. ”

I don't know how long I walked the road, and the pictures I wanted to cover up kept flashing in my mind. Wang Fusheng felt very tired. So I found a chair to sit on. This is a square, on which many people walk and stop, and in the middle of the place, a group of aunts and aunts with smiles on their faces are dancing the dance of the elderly.

Not far away, a few children were walking among a flock of pigeons with bird food in their hands, and some clumsily spilled the bird food in their hands. I saw the pigeons that came up all at once. Some frightened hid in their mother's arms. And the mother encouraged the child to sprinkle some bird food out of the shackles.

A little farther away, on another chair, a young couple, you and I don't know what to say. The man quickly kissed the woman's face, and the woman's face instantly turned into a red apple, and then looked around a little shyly. Finding that no one was paying attention to this, he punched the man with an angry look on his face. The man who was beaten had a smile on his face and seemed to enjoy the beating.

Looking at everything around him, Wang Fusheng felt that everything was so unfamiliar, as if this world did not belong to him. The scenes in reality and the battlefield scenes in his mind were constantly exchanged, making Wang Fusheng's eyes slowly become dazed.

"Uncle, uncle, my duck." An innocent voice came to mind in Wang Fusheng's ears, and Wang Fusheng, who was blank and had no focus, had a trace of focus in his eyes. A pink little girl stood in front of Wang Fusheng, pointing to an electronic duck toy under a chair and looking at Wang Fusheng.

The little girl looked at Wang Fusheng innocently, holding the sensor on the electronic duck toy in her hand, and kept shaking it, wanting to let the toy duck come out. But she only knew that the road let the duck go forward, but she didn't know how to retreat. So the toy duck rests on one leg of the chair and keeps pushing forward. After working hard for a long time, the little girl had no choice but to ask the uncle in front of her in a daze to help. Looking at the little girl's pure eyes, a clear stream appeared in Wang Fusheng's messy head.

"Uncle Lai told you how to get it out, you have to make it back up, and then like this." Wang Fusheng got down from the chair, squatted behind the little girl, and then held the little girl's hand and told her what to do with the toy to get out. He also taught the little girl how to control the duck to draw circles on the ground.

"It's so comfortable." Seeing that the electronic duck kept making various movements on the ground, the little girl smiled and clapped her hands to cheer Wang Fusheng.

"Niuniu, why did you get here?" A middle-aged woman ran over from a distance, with an anxious look on her face, and saw that the little girl's anxiety turned into a trace of blame, but the blame was mixed with this thick doting.

"The ducks kept running forward, and here I am. Uncle is so good, he will make the duck retreat, and he will make the duck say hello. When Niuniu saw the middle-aged woman, she ran over and took her mother's hand, pointed to the duck on the ground and said, "Uncle, let the duck applaud and let my mother see it." ”

"Excuse me, sir." The middle-aged woman smiled at Wang Fusheng gratefully, and then reported Niuniu: "Uncle Niuniu is very busy, don't disturb uncle." To be a good child, let's go over there to feed the pigeons, next to the hatchery room there is a big white pigeon baby hatched, let's go to see the pigeon baby okay? ”

"Okay, okay, Niuniu wants to see it." The little girl was instantly attracted to attention.

"Say goodbye to my uncle."

"Uncle I'll see you again, and I'll come to you again after watching the pigeon's baby." Niuniu waved her hand at Wang Fusheng. The middle-aged woman left with the little girl, Wang Fusheng took a step back and wanted to sit on the chair again, but seemed to think of something, stood up and prepared to leave.

"You will be disappointed that the little girl will not find you when she comes back." A voice came to mind in Wang Fusheng's ear. Wang Fusheng turned his head in the direction from which the voice came. I saw an old man with a white beard and a very simple Tang costume looking at him.

"He's just talking about it, and maybe after a while she'll be playing with something else after seeing the freshly hatched pigeons." Wang Fusheng smiled and said.

"She has a lot of options to do, but what about you?" A wise light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he asked lightly.

"Naturally, I have my own things to do." A fine light flashed in Wang Fusheng's eyes.

"A person who always lives in the past has nothing to do. Because his things can only be done in the future, so that the present becomes the past. You say, don't you? ”

"You've been following me since I went out, in order to say that?" The confusion in Wang Fusheng's eyes was suppressed, and his eyes gradually became clearer and looked at the old man.

"You still don't understand. Some things need to be faced, not suppressed. There are small things you can do to make memories you don't want to face disappear temporarily. But every time you think about it after a few hours, it makes you even more miserable. You feel you owe them, but they feel they owe you.

Sometimes the dead are the happiest, because only by being alive can you feel pain. The way they choose to repay you is to make you happy. And you turn their expectations into indebtedness, torturing yourself little by little. In fact, while you are suffering, if people really have souls after death, they can really watch you from heaven, and they will be more painful than you. ”

"Finished?" Wang Fusheng's brows furrowed, and anger appeared in his heart. Wang Fusheng's anger was not because of the old man's words, but because of the anger that appeared after being deceived.

After the last time he saw the political commissar, Wang Fusheng got a medal. said that he wanted to live an ordinary life, and the political commissar agreed at that time. But from the words of this old man, Wang Fusheng understood that the so-called non-surveillance was actually just replaced by a kind of surveillance that was not discovered by himself, and he was still living in a cage.

"You are angry because you feel cheated, but you have failed the expectations of those who died, will they be angry? Don't worry, no one asked me to spy on you, it's just that I owe someone a favor so I came to take a look, otherwise I'm not interested in you as an adult. The old man's gaze seemed to be able to see everything. (To be continued......)