Liang Cheng had been living in this cage full of reinforced concrete for a long time, and only a long window less than 30 centimeters long and wide still shone through the dimly lit room. Everyone treats Liang Cheng like a psychopath, and the only connection between Liang Cheng and the outside world is through the manuscript paper at hand.

The rusty fan bearing outside the door kept turning, and the rhythmic sound of rotation came to Liang Cheng's ears all the time, and suddenly Liang Cheng heard the sound of the key touching the lock cylinder, and then the door opened.

The moment he saw the lawyer appear, Liang Cheng knew that he was free, took the clothes handed by the lawyer and walked out of the room, the eyes outside were very dazzling, Liang Cheng squinted his eyes and breathed heavily, and the fresh air outside was once again filled into Liang Cheng's lungs.

Back home, Liang Cheng sat in front of the computer in a daze for a long time, and when he started writing this story, Liang Cheng had already made a lot of determination. Liang Cheng really didn't want to recall the previous events, but Liang Cheng promised them that they must record this matter completely by hand, because this incident happened too suddenly and so bizarrely, that Liang Cheng still can't accept it now.

A famous person once said: There is no right answer in life, of course, it can be understood that there are only mistakes in adult life. And the first and worst mistake in life is to be born in this world!

Liang Cheng is an ordinary college student, and Liang Cheng finally graduated after many years of study. After graduating, Liang Cheng did not look for a job immediately, but accepted an invitation to travel, hoping to take this opportunity to get out of the city that had sunk Liang Cheng for 21 years. And the whole story starts from the moment Liang Cheng decides to embark on a journey......

Falling vertically, free falling, the huge explosion around him made Liang Cheng have tinnitus, opened his blurred eyes, and was surrounded by firelight, a sharp pain mixed with despair came from every part of his body, and then Liang Cheng fell into a vague state of consciousness.

Liang Cheng kept struggling in his mind, but everything was in vain, because the ensuing sharp pain made Liang Cheng completely unconscious. The eyes that had already been opened began to become more and more blurry, and Liang Cheng saw that the firelight around him gradually gathered together, and the light became unusually soft and white.

Airplanes...... Airplanes...... Airplanes......

The sound of the mobile phone vibrating next to him made Liang Cheng gradually get rid of the dreamy feeling just now, Liang Cheng sat up from the bed and shook his head, at least this made Liang Cheng wake up quickly.

After sobering up, Liang Cheng picked up the mobile phone and put it directly on his ear, pressed the answer button casually and said, "Hey? ”。 For a long time, there was no response on the phone, and when Liang Cheng was about to see who it was, there was only a busy tone left on the phone.

"I'm sick." Liang Cheng, who had the air to get up, glanced at the number on his mobile phone, and then threw the mobile phone on the sofa next to him.

It's been a week since he graduated and left school, and his classmates of various periods are busy attending various parties, but Liang Cheng is alone at home to spend time. Graduating from college is probably a new beginning for many people, but for Liang Cheng, the significance of this node is different.

Liang Cheng doesn't have any concern about his university, whether it is daily trivial things or accompanying classmates, Liang Cheng doesn't have any worries. But Liang Cheng didn't hate them at the same time, but there was nothing to do with them.

Four years of college life made Liang Cheng feel that he couldn't fit in at all, Liang Cheng's existence seemed to disappear and no one would ask, maybe Liang Cheng's existence was a mistake, and graduation was another level of relief for Liang Cheng.

Getting out of bed, Liang Cheng walked to the window, and the world outside the window had been swallowed up by night, and the flickering neon lights on the roadside added some lively atmosphere to the city. Looking at the commercial street in the distance, the pedestrians on the road seem to have lost their souls, and they are like walking corpses.

"Liang Chengcheng is leaving here." Liang Cheng kept reminding himself in his heart.

Two days ago, a friend suddenly found Liang Cheng and asked Liang Cheng if he had time to travel together. Liang Cheng said that the friend is called Charles, and the meeting between Liang Cheng is very coincidental, because the meeting between Liang Cheng is also when traveling, but what is even more coincidental is that Liang Cheng and the two are still fellow villagers.

Charles is quite tall, 190 tall can see his presence at a glance in the crowd, although Liang Cheng is relatively close in age, but his face has long been full of vicissitudes, compared with Liang Cheng, he is more like a middle-aged uncle who is almost 40 years old.

Since the last goodbye, there has been no contact between Liang Cheng, and until this meeting, his appearance has not changed. He appeared from the crowd, handed a crumpled travel ticket to Liang Cheng, and after a little reminder of the meeting time and place, he disappeared into the crowd again.

Liang Cheng stood in front of the glass and heard a few sirens outside the window from time to time, remembering the travel ticket that Charles gave him, Liang Cheng took it out again, turned on the wall lamp, and then looked at the wrinkled travel ticket again with interest.

There is no date on the ticket, only the date of the event is printed in bold at the bottom of the ticket, and the stamp on the ticket stub is blurred. The precautions on the back of the travel voucher and the content of the travel rules are just a copy of the content on a certain degree.

If it weren't for the impression when they traveled together, I'm afraid Liang Cheng would think that Charles was a liar, but Charles is an operator, which is also worthy of Liang Cheng's trust.

On the back of the voucher is written in bold letters, "Tourism Association", and in the background is a huge print of unknown landscapes stitched together with Photoshop.

There is no indication of the tourist destination, nor is there a brief introduction to the tourism association, but only a contact number at the bottom of the coupon. Liang Cheng shook his head and put the travel ticket in his hand back to its original position, and sighed in his heart: Maybe it's just a small travel agency.

Turning off the wall lamp, Liang Cheng threw his head directly on the bed, and he still had 5 days to prepare before the meeting date Charles said.

Five days passed quickly, in the blink of an eye, it came to the day of the gathering, sitting on the sofa Liang Cheng saw that the clock on the wall was close to 11 o'clock in the morning, according to Charles's advice, the equipment for this trip was basically ready, in addition to the necessary compass, knife, but also prepared a few days of canned food, and the tent was left by the family before traveling.

Liang Cheng's parents are rarely at home, so Liang Cheng doesn't have to greet them before doing anything. After all, they worked in the magic capital, and they only occasionally found time to come back to see Liang Cheng.

But Liang Cheng is not lacking in fatherly and maternal love, on the contrary, his parents are very good to Liang Cheng. For Liang Cheng, in comparison, they accompany Liang Cheng by their side, and it is better to be more leisurely to run business outside.