Early the next morning.

Harrick walked out of the neighborhood with a carton of milk and two loaves of bread, and the soldiers on duty had been rotated, and the new soldiers saluted the families of the martyrs as they had been ordered.

Harrick walked out into the street and found the young man sleeping in a quilt in the corner.

The young man slept soundly, his hands on his futon as a pillow, his face calm, his stray beard covered with crumbs of canned food.

"Wake up, it's eight o'clock." Harrick shook the young man and shouted.

The young man opened his eyes with a clear look, but Harrick had no time to be surprised, and he saw in those eyes a sadness that could not be concealed, and he could go against the river and weep for the stars. But in the next moment, the sadness and clarity disappeared together, and in its place, there was a cloud.

"You?" Harrick was surprised.

The young man looked at Harrick with bewildered eyes, silent as ever.

Harrick frowned: "Could it be that I read it wrong?" ”

The young man pointed to the milk and bread in Ha's hand.

"Okay, here you go, I'll go to class, don't run around." Harriq handed the milk and bread to the young man and said.

The young man tore open the package of milk, as if he did not know the purpose of the straw, as if he drank water and poured it into his mouth, and the milk flowed down the gap in his mouth, dripping onto the black suit, and strangely enough, instead of soaking, it rolled down as if it had met a smooth mirror.

Harrick looked curiously at the young man's clothes, and was about to say something when he heard the shouts of the nanny behind him.

"Young master, it's time to go to school."

Harrick nodded to the nanny, looked at the young man, and said, "Wait for me, don't run around, there are no important classes in the afternoon, I'll take you to the government." ”

The young man actually nodded, but gnawed on the bread intently, not looking at Harric.

"I'm leaving." Harrick turned, and a scheduled hovercar landed on time.

Harrick got into the car and flew off to the school to the west.

Next to the telescopic door of the community, the nanny watched her young master disappear between the buildings and walked towards the young man.

She looked at the young man with a look of confusion and a hint of pity.

"Hello, how did you know my young master?"

The young man did not hear it, and ate the bread smoothly one bite at a time, before looking up at the nanny.

"Where are you from?" The babysitter asked again.

The young man turned around and walked in the direction where the hovercar had disappeared.

When the young man turned a corner and disappeared from the nanny's sight, the nanny shook her head and dialed the police station.

"Hey, hello, this is the People's Police Station."

"Near the west gate of the military apartment, there is a homeless man with a nervous disorder, which may affect social order." The babysitter said.

"Understood, police car No. 3 has been dispatched, can you provide the exact location of the homeless?"

"West Gate, Avenue direction."

"Okay, thank you for your interest in social affairs."

"Well, goodbye."

The nanny hung up the phone and walked back to the community.

About five minutes later, a police car with the number three came to the west gate of the military apartment and searched along the avenue for a while, but no so-called homeless man was found, but judging by the newly installed surveillance, there was indeed a suspicious man who went west.

At noon, an unexpected rain occurred, very rapid, but very violent.

A standard baritone sounded on the radio: "Today, the meteorological unit is carrying out climate improvement experiments nearby, rain and snow may fall on the city from time to time, please be prepared to deal with it, bring umbrellas and raincoats......"

Standing at the hovercar stop sign at the school gate, Harrick and a group of classmates who did not have private cars took shelter from the heavy rain, but Harrick was obviously unable to squeeze the other students, and was pushed to the edge, half of his body drenched in the rain.

Grissan stood in the middle, glanced at Harric, and said nothing. While the families of the martyrs are worthy of respect and have some privileges, they do not apply to Harik at this moment.

"The hovercar is coming!" Someone shouted in surprise.

In the sky, several hovercars slowed down, the doors opened, and the students rushed in.

Harrick tried to squeeze forward, but stopped when he saw the embarrassed faces of his classmates who were being squeezed in the middle.

In the end, only Harrick and a few other female classmates stood under the stop sign, and after the number of people was small, they could not get drenched in the rain, but when the next wave of hovercars had to support in the cold wind for twenty minutes.

One of the female classmates saw Harrick and frowned slightly. Harrick has a crush on her, everyone in the class knows about it, and often makes jokes, although it is a good feeling to be liked, but it is still uncomfortable to be frequently harassed because of this.

Sure enough, the rest of the female classmates chattered.

"Liu Yusheng," a girl with cute freckles on her face walked up to Liu Yusheng and grinned, "Don't you see Harrick?" Her voice was low, but Harrick could hear it.

Liu Yusheng glanced at the girl and didn't want to answer.

And Harrick on the other end, his face was already the color of fiery clouds, and he was embarrassed.

"You see, Harrick is shy." The freckled girl laughed.

Liu Yusheng looked at Harrick, whose flushed face made her blush too.

Liu Yusheng himself is not stunning, two pairs of bright eyes are his biggest feature, at this moment, these eyes dodged for a while, and then a little angry.

"No kidding!" She shouted to her female companion.

The female companions stuck out their tongues or shrugged their shoulders and stopped talking.

This sentence sounded like a pinprick to Harrick, who didn't know what to say, thinking that Liu Yusheng said it to him, and couldn't help but feel sad, standing silently aside, looking at the increasingly dense rain curtain, and his nose was sour.

Suddenly, he saw a man in the rain.

The man walked through the rain and walked here step by step.

"Hey, this is a high platform, there is no ladder!" Harrick shouted from afar, but his voice was drowned out by the sound of rain.

The hovercar dock outside the school is about seven meters above the ground, which was originally intended for hovercars, and when it was built, there was only one staircase leading to the school, and it was impossible to climb up from the outside.

The figure is getting closer and closer. Harrick saw clearly, it was the young man!

"How did he get here?" Harrick murmured.

"You know him?" A female classmate saw the sloppy appearance of the figure, was shocked, and asked Harric, and Liu Yusheng naturally shot her gaze as well.

Harik was a little nervous and cheekily said, "He's a forgotten soldier, and I gave him food last night." ”

"Soldiers? Can look like a homeless man. The female classmate muttered.

The young man walked to the stage, and Harrick noticed that there was something different about him, but he didn't know where.

"If you can't get up, the hovercar will arrive soon, I'll take you back." Harriq said to the young people.

The young man looked up, a look of confusion in his cloudy eyes, and then he gently picked it up and landed firmly on the dock.

The jaw-dropping crowd stared blankly at the young man.

"You...... Really served as a soldier, right? Harrick stuttered a little, "Still taking genetic pills?" ”

The young man did not answer, and stood in front of Harric, silent.

"You, haha, I'm not wrong, right?" Harrick looked at the girls.

The girls did not pay attention to Harric, and their sparkling eyes rested on the young man.

Harrick also looked away.

After being washed by the rain, the young man's face was much cleaner, it was an ordinary face, but there was a strange gentle feeling, even if there was a large scar on his forehead, it could not be concealed. What is even more amazing is that the clothes of the young people do not get a little rain.

"Brother Bing?" The girls gathered around the young people.

The young man glanced at them and walked toward Harric.

At this time, another batch of hovercars has arrived.

"Let's go, let's go to dinner first, and I'll take you to the government in the afternoon." As he spoke, Harrick pulled the young man up and walked onto a hovercar, and behind him, a group of girls looked at him curiously.

Harrick was a little smug, glanced back, and was colliding with Liu Yusheng's gaze, and both sides avoided it.

"Dear passengers, welcome aboard...... Please state your destination. ”

"Snack Street!"

"Yes."

After a ten-minute flight, the hovercar landed on a busy street.

The two pushed the door open, and Haric greedily took a greedy breath of the fragrance that filled the air and licked his lips.

The young man followed Harrick, his nose twitching slightly.

"Come with me, tell me what you want to eat." Harrick pulled out a golden card, shook it in front of the young man, and said.

The two walked into the street, and the young man said bluntly: "Lamb skewers." ”

"Can you speak?" Harrick smiled, "How much to eat?" ”

"Thirty strings."

“…… It's a bit much, you can't waste it. Harrick walked up to the first shop, handed out his card, and shouted to the boss, "Thirty skewers." ”

"Okay." The boss said yes.

"And roast chicken." The young man pointed to the second shop.

"Hmm." Harrick looked at the price of the roast chicken, then nodded.

"And ......"

"Can you buy it after you've eaten?"

"Okay."

Five minutes later, Harric, who was waiting for the beef box, felt someone pat him, and he turned his head to see the young man holding thirty empty wooden skewers.

"Finished eating?" Harrick froze for a moment.

The young man nodded.

"What?" Harrick was a little incredulous, but he saw the bag that the young man was carrying in his other hand, and in the bag, chicken bones were mixed with some minced meat.

"Finished eating the roast chicken?" Harrick was stunned.

"Hmm."

"I'm going to have to eat ......"

"Stop!" Harrick scrutinized the empty wooden skewers and the bag containing the chicken bones, looked around and saw that there was no sign of throwing them away, and only reluctantly chose to believe that the young man had really eaten thirty lamb skewers and a roast chicken in five minutes.

"Have you eaten enough?" He asked the young people.

The young man shook his head.

"What else do you want to eat?" Harrick asked bitterly.

"I want to try them all."

"This ......," Harrick wanted to refuse, but when he saw the young man's cloudy gaze, his heart somehow softened, and he thought that he had a lot of money on his card, so he agreed, "Okay, eat whatever you want." ”

"Thank you."

Harrick smiled, "You'll say thank you." ”

The young man took the gold card and searched it from store to shop.

Harrick was still waiting for his beef box, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an enron's curvature.

"Yo, Master Harrique?" Suddenly, there was a loud laugh from behind Harik, who turned around and saw four stout young men with their hands in front of their chests.

"Graphic?" Harrick frowned.

"Gresan isn't with you this time, is he? Who will protect you? The sturdy young man led by stepped forward, stretched out his broad palm, and his eyes flashed with threat under his thick eyebrows, "Hand over the gold card and let the brothers be happy." ”

"You have nothing to do all day, and you can earn money by doing a little work." Harrick took a step back and said.

"I can rob you young masters of money, why bother to work?" The picture and text showed the teeth scattered in the yellow spots, and smiled.

"Oh, your beef box." Behind Harrick, the guy looked at the situation and sent the beef box out unhurriedly, he had seen this meeting many times, and none of those "young masters" were unconvinced.

"Lao Tzu's beef box!" Picture and Wen snatched it, shook it in front of Harric, then took a bite and asked, "What about the gold card?" ”

"Nope!" Harrick's face tense.

"Huh, no?" Graphic threw the beef box to the ground, his fists clenched together, and there was a crisp sound of bones rubbing.

Not far away, the eyes of the young man who was silently gnawing mutton gradually became clearer, and he remembered that there was a man named Zhang Wenqi a few decades ago.

At that time, he was hungry, but the man paid out of his own pocket to feed him.

Today, it seems to be the same.

The young man turned his head and looked at Harrick, who was surrounded.