More than half a month after his wife died, Chen Yuan dreamed of that person again.

The first time we met, it was at the age of 10.

At that time, Ningcheng was far from being prosperous, and people did not have a rich nightlife, as soon as it was past ten o'clock, the streets were silent, and near the public telephone booth, the young man was dressed in black and sank in the night, so it was not until he was very close that Chen Yuan found him.

The little child was startled, hurriedly pushed open the glass door, and rushed out.

The young man's shoulder was crooked, and he looked back at him, but was not affected, but continued to step forward to make a phone call. Because of this, Chen Yuan only ran to the corner of the street, then stopped, stood there with one eye exposed, and quietly observed.

"Did the little cub sleep?" The young man smiled, his words were a little stubborn, but his tone was gentle. He spoke with a certain accent, not the local dialect of Ningcheng: "I'll trouble you tonight, I can't go back because of work." ”

"Don't tell him, the little cub is jealous."

"What is called being young and not understanding, he doesn't understand anything."

……

The young man said he had a job, but he talked about it on the phone.

Chen Yuan stayed on the street corner, waiting for I don't know how long. His legs were sore, his eyelids were fighting, and he nodded his head downward, and the person who was still on the phone before shook it in front of him.

"Wow-" Chen Yuan exclaimed in surprise and took half a step back, because his legs and feet did not obey the call, and he was almost planted on the ground.

The young man helped him, Chen Yuan only felt a cold to the bone, this person's hands were as warm as a dead man.

"It didn't hurt." He seemed to know very well himself, so he quickly let go and smiled at Chen Yuan, his eyes were bent, and the young man's gaze was enough to be called loving. Raising the paper bag of pastries in his hand, he asked, "Do you want to eat?" ”

Chen Yuan was silent.

The young man took out a piece of caterpillar bread from the paper bag and turned his head to signal to the phone booth. "You're waiting for someone, it just so happens that I'm also waiting, how about together."

Chen Yuan swallowed his saliva. The red jam on the bread, the crispy crust visible to the naked eye, and the sweetness that fills the air continue to hit the taste buds.

After three meals, Chen Yuan couldn't resist the temptation, so he only struggled for a while, and then took the bread and feasted on it.

The two men sat on the stone steps outside the phone booth. There were a total of two loaves of bread in the paper bag, Chen Yuan thought it was one for each person, he ate his own, his stomach was fifty percent full, but he was already very satisfied.

The young man handed another one.

Chen Yuan was surprised, "Aren't you hungry?" ”

The young man shook his head.

Chen Yuan's palms were slightly sweaty, and he didn't know how to refuse, so he could only hold the bread in his hand, and the outer plastic packaging bag squeaked, and he looked a little ashamed, "I...... I'm not a beggar. ”

"I know." Don replied lightly.

Habitually touched the pocket of his jacket and took out a cigarette case from it, but he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, only to remember that there were children around him, so he put it back and licked his dry lips helplessly. "Well, is the bread delicious?"

He didn't seem to be able to find anything.

Chen Yuan nodded heavily, "It's delicious!" Thank you! ”

After speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had finally found an opportunity to say what he wanted to say.

"That's good." Tang Du nodded when he heard this, and said: "It's good not to be picky." My cubs always don't eat this or that, how can you say that your body can be good like this. ”

Seeing that he looks very young, he didn't expect to be an "old father".

"......" Chen Yuan did not talk.

A cold wind blew from nowhere, and he craned his legs and hugged his knees.

And Tang Du looked up at the stars, and then at his watch.

Chen Yuan asked, "Are you in a hurry to get to work?" ”

Tang Du said, "It's almost there." But he sat still.

Chen Yuan stared at him for a while, but he couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep.

Knock –

Huge bells, never heard before.

But I don't know why, Chen Yuan at this moment understands in his heart that it is twelve o'clock.

Like the moment of choosing, the grand swagger is like announcing the arrival of some great person, such as the Grim Reaper. Chen Yuan felt a fatal sense of pressure in his sleep, his heart thumping in his chest, like a drum, and he was about to jump out alive.

He couldn't open his eyes, his immature hands grasped the clothes on his chest, and even though he tried to break free, he couldn't do anything. He fell to the ground, and his whole face turned purple.

It is often said that at the moment of death, the soul has no weight, and you can float up and see clearly what is happening in the outside world. However, Chen Yuan only felt chaotic, the overwhelming doomsday, every breath and breath was a luxury.

From the very beginning, I instinctively wanted to live deeply, and then I desperately hoped that something would end me completely. He plunged into the depths of the sea beyond the reach of the light, until a pair of cold, cold hands slammed him out.

"Ahem......" Chen Yuan breathed heavily, causing a crazy cough. The feeling of suffocation was withdrawn from the body, and the restless heart was wrapped in cold, slowly returning to its original state.

When he finally opened his eyes and sat up from the ground, it was dawn.

That strange man is long gone, and around him are all kinds of uncles and aunts, uncles and aunts. They kindly helped and sent him to the police station. After some interrogation and investigation, Chen Yuan must face the reality -

He waited in the phone booth for a whole day, but instead of carelessly forgetting him there, his mother deliberately abandoned him there.

The truth, he had a hunch, but he didn't want to admit it. In fact, Chen Yuan had long expected such a day. He has congenital heart disease, and the older he gets, the more severe and difficult it will be to treat. Those years...... It's better to have another one.

He didn't expect it, but he didn't expect his mother to choose such a day. The palm of his hand was spread out, and in the palm of his hand was a candy left by a young man, and the candy paper was written crookedly: Happy birthday.

Last night was his 10th birthday.