Heavy on tiptoe, a little faster, the car flew like an arrow into the busiest traffic in town.

He quickly identified the road in his memory, unfortunately Baogang had undergone too large-scale transformation in the past ten years, so even he was already a little confused.

Peng Qinggui sat up straight and reached out to open the window.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the window was opened, a heat wave rushed in, so he hurriedly closed the window again, and said to himself: "The news said that the high temperature in Baogang this year has broken the record of 150 years, and it is really hot to death." ”

It's more than seven o'clock in the evening, but it's still so hot, so you can imagine how unbearable it is during the day.

After a short pause, he continued: "Yizhou is also hotter than usual, and I have taken a bath in the past few days and went directly to the park in the middle of the street, where there is a free fountain......"

Peng Qinggui laughed to himself, as if he thought it was very interesting, and deliberately looked at Xia Chenghao, wanting to see his reaction.

Of course, Xia Chenghao didn't react at all, just looked at the crossings and street signs on the four sides seriously, fortunately, years of memory training allowed him to distinguish an unrecognizable thing from a large number of similar objects.

Eventually, he slowly drove into the alley, the alley where he was born and raised—the nameless alley, the place where he once knew the world, and the place he most wanted to come back to.

It can be seen in the night, and the tall buildings behind the alley have already been put into use. It will be difficult to recreate the snow scene of that winter here, but I don't know if the graffiti on the wall will still be there.

Of course, An Xiaoya's figure will not appear in this alley.

The old houses of all kinds should be the oldest buildings in the city. Perhaps in the eyes of those in power, all the people here may be called nail households, influencing the appearance of the city.

But there are always two sides to the story, and for the houses here, they meet real benefactors. Historians have studied it, so no one is allowed to want to demolish them, saying that this is the memory of Baogang City......

Peng Qinggui said for a long time, but Xia Chenghao didn't respond, so he smiled boringly, I don't know why he had a strange fear of this man, but there was still a trace of curiosity in the fear.

He could see the sad and blank look in the man's eyes, and as a person who spent his days in the shuttle port judging customers according to his various faces, he knew in his heart that this young man must have a very unusual past.

I wanted to say a few more words to this man to get to the bottom of it, but I didn't know how to open my mouth to get the other party's answer.

The speed of the car was completely slow enough to stop, and Xia Chenghao was a little stunned as he looked at the tall buildings rising from both ends of the alley, and the bustling building doors, where people came and went.

A large number of pedestrians around him flow irregularly, some are dragging their families, some are carrying large bags and small bags, as if they are being carried forward by an undercurrent, some are looking around and lingering, some are hurrying by, it seems that a considerable part of them are in the direction of Xinjiekou, and their minds are obviously full of extreme desire to move forward and a certain anxiety.

Xia Chenghao had already stepped on the brakes, and the car slowly moved in front of the square, he opened the car door and walked out to hold the roof of the car, and gently turned his head to look around, where it was obviously the nameless alley in his memory.

Some buildings are underway at the entrance of the alley, with messy materials piled up everywhere, and the road surface has been turned beyond recognition by heavy construction vehicles. The puddles are scattered along the path, as if the people passing by here can't avoid one of them anyway.

Shook his head vigorously, and suddenly returned to this hometown where he was born but not grown, and he was overwhelmed by the changes here, but fortunately, the real alley was still the alley in his memory.

Instinctively, I looked up at my watch, and it was eighteen o'twenty-five. It's still early before he needs to rest, at least to get to the next place he has to go.

He took a long breath, looked at the sky that was already starting to darken, then got back into the car and started the car again, he was going to Mary's Orphanage to see where the person who adopted An Xiaoya was going, this was probably the only thing he wanted to do at the moment.

When this man who belonged to the dark night was holding the car door and looking around blankly, Peng Qinggui was in a daze in the passenger seat and found that he suddenly wanted to cry.

Ten minutes later, Xia Chenghao stopped in another business district, which he remembered as the location of Mary's Orphanage.

But there isn't one, it's just a bustling business district.

Xia Chenghao quickly got out of the car, came to a small shop and asked, "Do you know that there is an orphanage near here?" ”

The female shopkeeper shook her head blankly, she had only moved in for a long time, how could she know about it so long ago.

The young man quickly walked to the next one, and the female clerk still shook her head blankly, who would know what kind of orphanage was here? Never heard of it.

When he asked about the tenth, the bosses were still at a loss.

Xia Chenghao's eyes were also beginning to be a little disappointed, and the loneliness on his face really made people think that this was the late autumn season when the paulownia leaves fell to the ground and flew all over the sky.

Open the car door and slowly sit back in the car, gently stroking his face with his hands, no one can see what he is doing, only the sound of long breathing. After a long time, he raised his head vigorously, leaned back in his chair and stared blankly at the roof of the car, but his gaze had already fallen through the roof of the car into the endless sky, in the starry sky that was still invisible.

"The Xia family's courtyard in the nameless alley is gone, and the Mary's orphanage is gone. The past has also been lost in the past decade! An Xiaoya, where are you? How can I find you? Xia Chenghao stared hard at the roof of the car, desperately trying to maintain his balance and not let the tears that had surfaced in his eyes fall like that.

The murmur in his heart can only be heard clearly by himself, and no one can feel his loss, only himself.

"What are you looking for?" Peng Qinggui asked Xia Chenghao carefully.

Xia Chenghao was silent for a long time before he said lightly: "I just want to see if those old places when I was a child are still there." ”

"Is that the same square just now?" Peng Qinggui was deeply concerned.

"Yes!" Xia Chenghao took a long breath and replied softly.

"Baogang has changed a lot over the years, you must not have been back for many years!" Peng Qinggui said with emotion, his face was already red and wet, and his eyes were full of tears.

"yes!" After another long silence, Xia Chenghao replied softly, "When I was a child, I lived here for many years, and it was about the location of the orphanage, and I wanted to inquire about someone." ”