"You're saying there was another incident that happened before that incident broke out? Hit you hard? Not a virus leak? ”

"Yes, it's Henry from that pizzeria, that old friend of mine, who was in a car accident. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info in April '98, that's right! I remember it very clearly. According to his clerk, he had gone to deliver pizza to the Ambrera institute that afternoon, and when he returned, the car had flipped into the mountains, and in the afternoon the police found his delivery van and found his burnt body in the crashed and burned car. I feel like it's a lot like a pre-warning warning, oh my! What am I talking about! This is normal! It was an accident! That God summoned him away, and he was lucky! It's none of his business! ”

Mr. Shen blamed himself for what he had just said.

"Mr. Shen, we wish him an early ascension to heaven. And what about his, his family? Could it be,"

"No, his family escaped. Maybe he has a spirit in heaven. His wife and son left Raccoon Town half a month after his accident and went to the eastern part of the United States, possibly Washington or Philadelphia, where his wife said she had found a new job at a high school and she wanted to leave! Henry's death made her so sad that she found it horrible here. Maybe he's blessing them. Now it seems that my time in Raccoon Town was the happiest time I ever had in the United States.

"I live an idyllic life every day with sunrise and sunset. Sometimes I feel like I'm really an American, and I feel like we're all in one. We were integrated not because of money and status, but because of human interaction and the ability to live in the lap of nature every day, when Raccoon Town was like a big garden. I love the feeling of living and mingling with people of all colors and ethnicities. I didn't think that was the melting pot of the various nationalities that the politicians were propagating, and I felt like I had a new feeling every day, which is probably only in Raccoon Town in the United States. Ha! I may be glorifying it too much, and if it were in the newspapers, many people would attack me! Hehe! Maybe it's because it doesn't exist and has passed away, so I think it's beautiful. ”

"I understand your feelings. You met a lot of people in 1998 in Raccoon Town? I mean friends? Including my father? ”

"Yes, now that I think about it, they all seem to be alive. And, now that I think about it, from your father to this day I can talk to you, I'm in this country, no! It should be said that on this continent, there are more black people among the people I know! I don't know if this is also a kind of fate, even my grandfather joked when he was alive that if he could, he would be a black American musician in the next life! Singing and making music all his life. Have a happy and happy life! Instead of spending all day in the lab doing research. ”

Speaking of which, Mr. Shen and I both laughed, and we laughed naturally.

"If it hadn't been for that terrible incident in 1998, I would have been a very quiet bookstore owner. After work, I have a beer or chat with my friends. In addition to Henry, there is also a man named Cody. Sundson's black neighbor and I can call it brothers, we met in early '98 and then became bitter friends. He was previously a captain in the U.S. Army. Unfortunately, he didn't make it to leave Raccoon Town last. When I left, I didn't get some photos with me. I had to keep them all in my memory, but I don't know if they will become blurred and forgotten as time passes. That's why I agreed to help you write this book! Now that I think about it, it seems, they can still be in my life. ”

There was a sadness in his tone that could make people feel the Tao, and I listened to him quietly.

"Look at what I look like now! This fat is coming out again, and if he was there, he wouldn't be like this. I'm going to start working out in the future. ”

Mr. Shen said and poked his abdomen, but he was not fat, and he was still a little strong.

I handed him the tissue.

"What if your book is ready? Can you give me the first one? Money is good to say! Of course! Don't forget to sign your name! Mr. Shen said with a smile.

"No problem!! You can rest assured! I smiled and replied immediately.

"Thank you, Mr. Writer, yes! In a person's life, people and people, people and things. A person and a country have a fate. But as soon as fate is over, everything is over. There is a saying in China: there is no banquet in the world, and I am thinking that if there is no such incident, I may still be running the 'fate' bookstore in Raccoon Town, being a small owner of a bookstore, welcoming every customer who comes and goes, and then giving birth to one or two children, playing with them every day. Finally, in my leisure time, I am writing a few self-satisfied and unpopular novels, ha! ”

"It seems that Mr. Shen, you and I are both people who have a fate with this country. My fate with this country was separated because of my father, because of the war, and your fate was because your grandfather returned to China to build the motherland. But we all came back in the end, how fate can play tricks on people, doesn't it? We're really the same. ”

"yes, it seems more like fate now. Eventually, we have to find the part of ourselves that connects us to this continent. Your father and I have met for a long time, and now that I think about it, when we met each other, it was really, really fateful, and maybe a little coincidence. It was in '98 that I opened a bookstore, and everything was so ordinary and warm. I think that's the real American life, away from the city and into nature and purifying our minds. I wouldn't have thought that something terrible would happen in that western town in '98. ”

Mr. Shen told me that day that in the almost 20 years he has been in the United States, his time in Raccoon Town has been one of the happiest and most memorable times in the country.

The first paragraph is the strange freshness when he first set foot on the land of this continent, because of his grandfather, who had lived in the United States for many years, he was not as dazed as many of his compatriots when they first arrived in the United States, and were overwhelmed by Mo Sheng's realistic environment.

He even found an old local café in his late grandfather's oral memory! The elderly café owner even knew his grandfather! He drank his first cup of coffee in the U.S. there! I heard the boss say that it was his grandfather's favorite bitter coffee! But in the end, I feel that Chinese tea is a little better, which is why he is still drinking tea after coming to the United States for so many years, rarely drinking coffee, even drinking it is also a refreshing infusion, including our long conversation together that day.

I went to the San Francisco café that Mr. Shen said I was talking about, but a year before that, on June 7, 2042, Mr. Shen died in Washington, D.C., at the age of 75.

There weren't many people that day, so I sat alone and ordered a cup of charcoal-roasted bitter coffee and a plate of biscuits, thinking back to the first time I met Mr. Shen by the Hudson River. Like when we ate Sichuan food at a Chinese restaurant in Los Angeles three years ago, we had a good relationship, but we didn't see each other very often, I lived in the middle and he lived on the West Coast, and in his later years he went to live in Washington with his son Zhenzhou, and we didn't see each other when I didn't think about it.

It's a pity that the two of us couldn't sit down and chat, and I took a sip of the kind of bitter coffee he said, it was really bitter. But for some reason, I felt good. It's very aftertaste, there is an indescribable feeling, I think if Mr. Shen can also drink this cup of coffee from scratch, he will definitely feel that the taste is not bad.

After tasting the cup of bitter coffee, I walked to the beach and looked at the blue sea, from where Mr. Shen and I landed on this continent and entered this country with our own dreams and wishes.

We were both born on the other side of the sea, and I saw huge ships flying the Star-Spangled Banner and aircraft carrier formations heading east. "Mr. Shen. Thank you, I am very happy to meet you in this life, let's meet you in the next life! No, we'll see you again. ”