Fan Miaomiao stood at the door, and after thinking twice, she decided to stay.

Even if it is to wait until Zhang Leifeng falls ill, it is better to flee as soon as possible.

Put the suitcase back in the room and sit on the sofa alone, a little bored, turn on the TV and look at it at will, during which he turned his head from time to time to look at the clock, until twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhang Leifeng still did not come back.

She felt that something was wrong, so she took out her mobile phone and dialed Zhang Leifeng.

The phone went through, but no one answered.

After calling over and over again, Zhang Leifeng just didn't answer the phone.

Fan Miaomiao couldn't help but think of Zhang Leifeng's appearance today, and thought, this guy shouldn't be sick on the road, right? Then wielding a knife to chase and slash others...... The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and my body couldn't help but tremble.

Continue to call Zhang Leifeng.

At this time, Zhang Leifeng was curled up in a dirty abandoned factory, and he had already adjusted his phone to silent mode before coming here, so even if Fan Miaomiao blew up his phone, it was impossible for him to hear it.

The dark factory was full of evil atmosphere, and here gathered fifty or sixty homeless people in the city, who went out to find something to eat during the day and returned here at night.

Da-da-da-da!

An unkempt man with a stinking kidneys took a lighter out of his pocket and pressed it constantly.

He wanted to light some firewood to keep warm, but unfortunately the weather was not beautiful, and the lighter ran out of gas at this time.

He acted a little frustrated, and slammed the lighter to the ground with a crisp sound.

Seeing this, Zhang Leifeng touched his trouser pocket with his hand and shouted to him: "I have fire here." ”

The man turned around when he heard the sound, and with the help of the faint moonlight, he could faintly see Zhang Leifeng's cheeks, and squatted down in front of him step by step: "Are you new here?" He asked.

Zhang Leifeng nodded.

"I don't think you're dressed like this." The man continued to ask after seeing his outfit.

Zhang Leifeng smiled: "I wandered on the first day. He replied.

"Ouch......" The man sighed, took the lighter from his hand, stood up, and turned to walk out.

When firewood is lit, the flames bring a glimmer of light to the plant, and as the flames get bigger and bigger, the inside of the plant becomes brighter and brighter.

Zhang Leifeng quickly swept through everyone here, two-thirds of them had already fallen asleep in their respective territories, and there were three or four crouched in the corners chatting about the people and things they had seen during the day.

Around the firewood sat five men, and they kept reaching for the flames with their black hands.

The man who took Zhang Leifeng's lighter turned around and waved at him: "Friends, come here to bake the fire, it's cold." "A friendly invitation was issued.

Zhang Leifeng stood up and patted the soil on his buttocks and moved it over, and sat down next to them.

"I don't know if we'll survive this winter, and now people are throwing less and less things." A sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man whispered.

"Wait a minute." Another man in a cotton coat stood up and ran out.

After a few moments, Dada ran back, holding a plastic bag in his arms, and through the light he could see that there was some soup and noodles inside.

"This was given to me by a restaurant today, and we can celebrate tonight." He said with joy on his face.

The rest of the people took out their chopsticks one after another and rubbed them vigorously under their armpits.

Zhang Leifeng didn't expect such a meal to make them so happy, but they didn't know that in their hearts, this was already a luxury supper.

Zhang Leifeng sat on the side and watched them gobble up, and the man sitting next to him with a greasy and dusty hat touched him with his hand: "Aren't you hungry?" Asked with concern.

Zhang Leifeng shook his head: "You guys eat." He replied.

"He's just wandering, and he won't be able to eat these, but you won't be able to eat them in a few days." Another man quipped as he shoved a half-bitten meatball into his mouth.

Zhang Leifeng took a deep breath.

As time went on, the chatter became quieter and quieter, and after they finished the meal, they all returned to their beds to rest, Zhang Leifeng still sat around the extinguished bonfire with the man who borrowed his lighter.

He handed over the lighter: "Give this back to you." ”

"You can keep it, this one won't work for me." Zhang Leifeng replied.

The man paused and nodded, shoving the lighter back into his pocket like a treasure.

"If things can be solved, don't wander, such a life is not for people." The man whispered to Zhang Leifeng.

Zhang Leifeng raised his eyebrows: "I don't want to either, but there are always some things that we can't control." ”

"Hey...... Rest early, tomorrow is another hard day. The man said and stood up, patted Zhang Leifeng on the shoulder and walked out.

Zhang Leifeng turned his head to look at his back and shook his head helplessly.

The next day, Zhang Leifeng was woken up by someone while he was still asleep, and when he opened his eyes, he found that it was the man who borrowed his lighter yesterday, and this time he was able to see his face thoroughly.

With an exploding head on top of his head, withered yellow leaves could be seen between his hair, and long hair covered half of his face. Maybe because he doesn't wash his face all year round, his face is clean as if it is made of mud, and there is no color in his eyes, and the only thing that can make his eyes shine in this world is food.

Dark-skinned, skinny hands, and long nails covered with black mud.

He wore a very ill-fitting coat on his upper body, a pair of torn cotton pants with different legs underneath, and a pair of sneakers of different brands on his feet.

When Zhang Leifeng looked up at him, he grinned: "Don't sleep, we should go out to "work"." "The accent is all on the word work.

Zhang Leifeng stretched his waist and got up from the ground, and lay on this cold ground all night, feeling that every bone of his body was shouting "pain".

As soon as I stood up, I found that my knees were very painful, my feet were numb, my neck was sore, and there was no comfortable place on my body.

"Don't you have anything to pad?" The man across from him asked.

"Let's go out now, try to find you something that can be bedding, if you sleep like this on such a cold day, your body can't bear it."

The two of them walked out of the factory together, Zhang Leifeng found that he was walking at the foot of the slope, and he chose to slow down when he saw him like this.

"Do you still have family in this world?" The man asked him as he walked forward.

Zhang Leifeng shook his head.

"Hey, you should get a job at such a young age, and then marry and have children, unlike those who are already half cut into the ground."

By chatting with him, it can be determined that he is a very kind-hearted person and does not have any bad intentions towards people, but these are of little significance to Zhang Leifeng.

(End of chapter)