"Knock, knock, knock" At dusk, the sound of the copper bell rings in the street, spread all over the park, on the road, busy pedestrians, hurrying on the road, the sunset is slanting in the west, a touch of orange translucent sunlight shines at his feet, he looks serene, sitting on the park bench, as if asleep, the newspaper covered with light on the face records the latest news and current affairs, the newspaper is not expensive, a triangle.

But in this era, the newspaper has become a backward news media, the speed of information transmission is much slower than all kinds of new communication equipment, and now the newspaper is still read, except for the old people, there is not much left, "coo, coo" a few pigeons stroll around the fountain, enjoy the free grains sent by people, a leisurely rippling, tranquil environment, and passers-by busy, in sharp contrast.

In this jungle of steel and concrete, the pigeons live far more comfortably than people, because they are easy to satisfy, there is no excessive desire, there is no excessive pursuit, and there are not so many troubles.

Yang Junsheng sighed, took away the newspaper covering his face, tears appeared in the corners of his eyes, he woke up slowly, and it was another ha, he stood up, stretched his waist comfortably, twisted the stiff big muscle group of his hips, and moved his tired muscles and bones, the streets of the ninth district are still calm, calm and make you feel that it is ordinary, even a little mediocre, I have to say, it is a third-tier city that is very suitable for the elderly.

During the Ming and Qing dynasties, the south ships and north horses here, the five Qu navigable, the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal passed through the city, so that the development of Huailan City reached its peak, but with the development of the times, the speed of shipping has been unable to meet the needs of modernization, gradually, the development of Huailan City has slowed down, it is this small town culture, so that many people feel peaceful, comfortable, just like life, suitable for the elderly.

"Tick, tick." Some small and small voices came into the ears and eyes, a burst of rain that was not pouring, it was dripping, although it was not big, but it was very dense, and soon soaked Yang Junsheng's coat, he opened his legs and ran towards the house a kilometer away, every step was very symmetrical, the pace was not large, it looked very vigorous, and the pedestrians also put on hats and hid under the eaves to avoid the infestation of the rain, otherwise the cold would be even more than worth the loss.

Yang Junsheng's breathing rate is fixed and balanced, and every exhalation and inhalation controls the rhythm, which is the habit he was trained in the army, even if he retired for two months for some reason, he still maintains the habit of being in the army, getting up on time at seven o'clock every day, and the biological clock has long been adjusted by the steely discipline to be very applicable

Simply eat some soy milk fritters, or spicy soup with beef buns, or a bowl of return to the meat cover topping noodles that make you full of praise, the kind that deep-fried red peppers, it is indeed hearty, and then jog to warm up, exercise, maintain literacy, and turn regular work and rest, Yang Junsheng is not in the barracks, but his heart is permanently left there.

Today, he still does this, sitting in the park, reading a newspaper, buying a pack of self-service bird food, feeding cute pigeons, and the sun shining on people's faces on a sunny day fascinates the eyes of sleepy people. Then he closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the bell to sound at dusk to wake him up.

However, people in sleep will eventually wake up from a dream, and he Yang Junsheng is no exception, and when he opens his eyes again, the clouds and rain in front of him are not there, the streets are not there, the pedestrians are not there, everything fades, leaving only a void, he squints, holds his swollen head with his hand, and feels dizzy for a while, like a truck hitting a supermarket, and the items on the shelves are thrown and scattered all over the place, Yang Junsheng's thinking is also like this, and he can't tell whether it is a dream or reality in front of him.

"Tick, tick." It's this ticking sound again, and the raindrops in the dream are also this kind of timbre, which is comforting and disgusting, but this time it's the sound of the second hand of the quartz wall clock on the wall.

As the old Western saying goes, "When the minute hand, hour hand, and second hand of the clock, the tips of the three needles are pointed at one point at the same time, the sleeping person will wake up from the dream, no matter how deep the dream is, so when the pendulum is placed in the cemetery, the deceased will also wake up from the darkness and return from the fog of reincarnation." ”

Where is there such a mystery in the real world, Yang Junsheng opened his slightly bloodshot eyes, several thick blood streaks in the whites of his eyes, stared at the pale ceiling, and the chandelier, and established that he was not in the park, but in the high-end apartment building where he lived, he came back from the rain yesterday, his brain was groggy, he took a hot bath and climbed onto the board bed that was not soft and fell asleep, and was called by a friend to have a barbecue in the middle of the night.

A few bottles of 12 degrees beer, there are already a little too much, the feeling of hangover is not good, and even disgusts him, Yang Junsheng put on his clothes and folded the quilt on the bed into a tofu block, boxy, angular, housekeeping is always the most reflective of the quality of a soldier, even if he retires, it is still the same.

Pulling open the curtains, the sun outside was about to set again, and the sun was setting in the northeast, "I actually slept all day, and it was almost night, it was really depraved." Yang Junsheng laughed at himself, if he was in the army and didn't arrive, he would have to increase the amount of training, "Yang Junsheng, add a set of physical fitness tonight." The instructor's loud voice still seemed to be in his ears.

Spend some time washing, open the door, out of the community, the sun's afterglow is far away in the sky, there is still a little left, the love for the world, and the powerless disappearance, the street lamp filled with sodium vapor is on, the orange light penetrates the darkness, instead of the sun continues to emit light, the neon lights on the side of the road are lit up one by one, and the gorgeous billboards and screens attract the attention of people who get off work.

The prosperity of human material civilization has given birth to the pursuit of material desires by human beings, and there is greed, hatred for not being able to control everything, and taking all resources for themselves

"Gyokuro elixir, forever safe and healthy, one bottle a day, strengthen your body, let you live to be 120 years old." Looking at the small advertisements posted on the telephone poles, Yang Junsheng sighed that the current health care products are really enough, and they can deceive those empty nesters and old ladies at home, human beings always want to live forever, in order to satisfy their own desires, even if the desire can be good or bad, what cannot be avoided is the pursuit and nostalgia for material.

This is precisely the strangeness of human beings, each individual has a distinct personality, some people spurn material but can't do without material, looking at the colorful world of flowers, Yang Junsheng has a sense of being alive, this is human beings, a race that keeps making progress because of greed, a race with infinite possibilities.

In the past ten years, human research in medical treatment can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds, cancer has a set of mature treatment, no need for surgery, not to mention chemotherapy, and some scholars claim that there must be a super special pill for cancer within three years, then human treatment of cancer will be as easy as the treatment of cold, and the remaining few diseases will be the main goal of human beings to overcome difficulties in the future.

For example, AIDS, various superbugs, countries have even begun to pass some low-intensity arson bills, periodically exposing human beings to all kinds of low-virulence viruses, in order to maintain the normal operation of the immune system, and facts have also proved that once human beings completely eliminate all kinds of germs, living in a sterile environment for several years, the immune system will degenerate significantly.

The worse the external living environment, the faster the renewal of the human genome, and the continuous evolution of the human body, the optimization from generation to generation, without pressure, it is conceivable that human evolution is almost stagnant, and the consequences are too terrible. The topic is a bit off-topic, but that's the way this society is.

Yang Junsheng's mind shuttles through all kinds of information, and the 500 m/s electrical signal makes the time scale of thinking much faster than the time of feeling, "Help! The subtle cries for help brought his straying thoughts back to reality, and his brain was not thinking, but his body was already moving.