After eating, we went to the train station and bought train tickets. He went back to his Maoshan Mountain. I bought a ticket directly to Chongqing. I didn't go back to Chengdu. It's a five-o'clock train. It's only one o'clock. I gave my glasses a call.

"Hey. Know who I am, no." I deliberately lowered my voice and said to my glasses. I've changed my numbers a lot. So the glasses will never know my number. Unexpectedly, the glasses said very calmly: "Wu Jiu. Is there something wrong?"

"Busy. I'm going to come and play with you for two days." I asked through my glasses. I don't know how he's been in the past few years. The glasses replied very simply: "Busy. Busy at work. Codewords busy."

"Didn't you say you wanted to write? Why do you have to go to work?" It occurred to me that the glasses book had a good grade. He also said at that time that he could write it. But why go to work?

"Do you think it's good to be a professional writer? Very tired. Every day the biological clock is reversed. Then I didn't go out for half a month. Hair is also often left unwashed for six or seven days. It's simply the king of silk. The main thing is that the body really can't stand it. It's getting worse day by day. So I went to work. The salary is not bad. Although every day tired is a tiring point. But it's fulfilling. What about you. What kind of work do you do?" The glasses asked me again.

"Me. What about the homeless. Otherwise, it would be nice if you had time to teach me how to write. I also eat with a mouthful." I suddenly felt that so many of my stories would not be written without telling them to be remembered for centuries. But it should still be exciting. Glasses said: "It's complicated to write. As soon as you enter this door, it's as deep as the sea." As he spoke, he sighed.

I didn't talk nonsense and said, "You kid. I estimate that I will be able to get to Chongqing the day after tomorrow. You kid came to pick me up at the train station. And Kaizi's guy. I also asked him to come to Chongqing. Let's have a good time together. And I have some things to ask you."

"Ask me about things. What's the matter?"

"I can't tell you on the phone. It's complicated. I'll tell you when the time comes. Maybe you'll be inspired to write again. Come on. Let's not talk about it yet. Hung up." I laughed a little and hung up. Li Shigao looked at me and said, "Your former classmate. I envy you to still be able to go to school."

"How. You are illiterate." I looked at Li Shigao with a smile and asked. Li Shigao nodded and said, "Not illiterate. The words are all recognized. But I never enjoyed reading. At that time, I followed the master to learn art in Maoshan every day. If I want to think that when I was young, I was definitely the YY object of the senior sisters and sisters in Maoshan. At that time, I didn't like to talk. It's cold."

I didn't answer what Li Shigao said. He just looked at him with disdain and said, "Cold. Handsome. What do you think has anything to do with you?"

"Seriously. Ay. At that time, I was really too aggrieved. At that time, I thought it would be good to be the head. Later, I became the head of the house and became even more tired. Later, when I came to Harbin, I broke out. Hidden. Peeking at someone else taking a shower. Lookout or something. That's when I met you and Cui Zuofei. At that time, it felt like you two were fun. I'm going to play with you. Ay. You kid has time to come to Maoshan to play with me. It's stuffy to death in Maoshan Mountain. Not a single one to talk to me."

"I guess if you want to talk to someone. The people of that Maoshan can rush to talk to you."

As soon as Li Shigao heard my words, he looked at me with a serious face. Then he stretched out the index finger of his right hand and pointed to his heart and said, "I'm talking about talking about hearts."

I nodded. Didn't continue to speak. Li Shigao did not say anything. We're just stuffy. At three o'clock Li Shigao left. He is back to Maoshan Mountain. Nor with me. So go first. So I stayed here by myself and stayed up for two hours. Buddies who have waited for the train can know the bitter feeling of waiting for the train alone. Usually it feels like two hours. Waiting for the train felt like the usual four hours. It's not your average hard time. So I got bored and looked around.

This waiting hall is definitely not as good as the Spring Festival. But there are quite a lot of people today. There are also some newspaper sellers who go through them one by one. There is also a pickpocket looking around. But this pickpocket is quite unprofessional. At first glance, it can be regarded as a new entry into the industry. A pair of eyes staring at other people's bags one by one. And if you keep an eye on one, you won't move away. A lot of veteran pickpockets will pretend to walk by casually. Then take the sheep by the hand. This pickpocket is more bizarre. Walk over with eyes on someone else's wallet. and he sent a halazi. A fool can't tell he's a pickpocket.

I shook my head. Didn't pay much attention either. That's one of those episodes. I don't hate these thieves. It's just forced by life. I remembered Liu Yudi's story that asked me to do more good deeds. I took a thousand dollars out of my wallet. Walk up to the thief and say, "Dude. Don't be sneaky. Come. That's a thousand pieces. Take it yourself and eat something delicious. Wouldn't it be better to find a better job?"

"No. I can't take it. I've got to steal it. You put the money in the bag. Then let me take it out." The thief turned out to refuse. I got curious and said, "What's going on, buddy. You're pretty good at stealing."

"No. It's professional ethics." The thief shook his head and said. When I heard this, I burst into tears. Paralyzing. If only those corrupt officials had thieves, it would be enough. Enough guys. I took out another thousand. A total of two thousand put it in the right pocket and said, "Come buddy. Take it."

The thief really took it out with joy. He took it out and said, "Thank you. Good guys."

Suddenly, everyone around us looked at us. I guess I was also moved by this thief with professional ethics. One by one, they all took out ten or twenty pieces and handed them to the thief. But the thief still insisted on not to. They have to put the money in their pockets and take it themselves. It's fun for everyone. It was boring at the train station. And so perhaps the strangest thing in history happened. Perhaps the toughest thief in history was born. Countless people lined up to put money in their pockets for this thief to take... There isn't much money either. These people are just trying to have fun. I looked at this thief's happy smile and suddenly felt that Lei Feng was really cool as his uncle. It also first felt that thieves can also become an upright profession.

Suddenly it was five o'clock. The train has also arrived. I just turned around and left with my backpack on my back. But behind him came the thief's voice: "Good man. What's your name?"

"Don't call me a nice person. Don't ask me for my name either. If you really want to call it. Call me the Red Scarf."

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