Time: 2019 midsummer night.

Some laughed, others sorrowed.

City A, as the largest port city in China, is like a bright yin pearl inlaid on the seaside, every time after eight o'clock in the evening, the whole city flashes neon, so that the night starry sky, also gloom.

Countless cars roared along the road, and the breeze blew gently.

There was a young man, staggering and heavy-footed, walking on the curb stone, holding a white shirt in one hand, as if he were drunk.

In fact, Chen Jin was not drunk, but very sober.

It's because I'm too sober, so I'm not willing to spend that dozen dollars to buy some 'Du Kang' to get myself drunk.

It's a little ridiculous to say, Chen Jin was originally a college student, but unfortunately he was very down.

At first, I didn't know why my brain was pumping, but I majored in history in college, and after graduation, I wanted to find a stable job.

However, the type of job is unpopular, and even if you repeatedly lower your own requirements, you still can't find a suitable job.

In his last job, Chen Jin, a history major, was recruited to be a data administrator, with a salary of a little more than 2,000 yuan a month, even if it was only used for three meals a day in City A, it was not enough.

The ant tribe, living in the snail, lives like rats like many people.

Tiredly squatting on the side of the road, smiling rather than smiling.

Bus stations, subways, supermarkets, all kinds of transportation routes cover every corner of the city like spider webs, and batches of 'Ant-Man' are loaded and unloaded like goods.

The whole city A is like a busy empty shell, everyone is busy, busy with their own difficult lives.

Behind it, there are 'food stalls' and 'barbecue restaurants'.

The fragrance of charcoal, meat, wine and food, the people sitting around the table, their faces full of laughter, in Chen Jin's eyes, is a very luxurious thing.

The Adam's apple kept shaking up and down slightly, and this feeling was a little stinging and a little clogged.

After a long time, I finally took out the mobile phone I bought five years ago in my pocket.

The faint green screen fluorescence illuminated Chen Jin's facial features a little white, and after swiping, he edited a few words in the information column and sent them out.

'Mom, I'm going home. ’

In just a few words, for Chen Jin, it was the beginning of all hopes.

In the distance, a man walked slowly, wearing a suit, leather shoes, gold-rimmed glasses, a cigarette in his mouth, and a sparkle of fire.

In Chen Jin's eyes, this is already one of the few 'successful people' images.

The man walked in front of him, and he didn't seem to see Chen Jin's existence at all, and when he walked by, the cigarette in his hand was thrown to the ground by 'Bar'.

Chen Jin was stunned for a moment, looking at the half-cut cigarette that was burning on the ground, stupid and in a daze.

Chen Jin doesn't smoke, but he has also experienced what it's like to smoke.

Dry, bitter mouth, choking heart and lungs.

Very uncomfortable!

And very comfortable.

It's the same as borrowing alcohol to get drunk.

You can forget your troubles, you can forget your sorrows.

It's like Chen Jin's mood at this moment.

After a few minutes, the cigarette burned out.

Chen Jin smiled bitterly.

He really didn't have the courage to pick up the cigarette and take a puff, not because of cleanliness, but because of his dignity at the end.

On the opposite side is the most luxurious landmark hotel in City A, with more than 100 floors high, standing like a giant under the sky, and thousands of lights are shining brightly, giving the building a jewel-like brilliance.

The streets, along with the Milky Way, have turned into a shining Milky Way.

Chen Jin's dream is to one day stand on the top floor of the building, look down at the endless traffic in City A, and shout.

"I finally belong here!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion behind him.

Chen Jin looked back and saw an old beggar, begging for food from the young people who were eating barbecue.

But instead of giving half of the old beggar's intentions, the young men began to tease, and one of them picked up a piece of chicken leg and threw it directly on the ground, and his words were full of insults and mockery.

The beggar was not annoyed, and still picked up the chicken leg on the ground with all gratitude.

"Heh, reality..."Chen Jin shook his head with a bitter smile, closed his eyes and stopped looking.

After a moment, Chen Jin felt as if something was clubbing him.

When I opened my eyes, I saw an old man of about seventy years old, full of white hair, holding a crutch in his right hand, a broken bowl in his left hand, the wrinkles on his face were thin to the skin, and only those slightly squinted eyes radiated a bright light.

It's the old beggar.

"Young man, it's okay, let's give me something to eat..."The broken bowl in the old beggar's hand pushed towards Chen Jin, and he muttered weakly.

Chen Jin pursed his lips, sat up straight and hesitated, and then began to grope in his pocket.

Half a day later, a crumpled twenty yuan and a square train ticket home were held in Chen Jin's hands.

At this time, Chen Jin's phone rang, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was his mother calling.

"Mom..."The moment Chen Jin answered the phone, his throat began to feel sore.

"Child, are you coming back, is it because the work is not going well?" asked softly in the mother's caring and kind voice on the other end of the phone.

"No, I have a good job and a good life, I just want to go home and see you..."Chen Jin clenched the twenty yuan in his hand tightly and said with a smile.

"Oh, that's good, that's good, it's good to come back, your dad and I miss you. The mother's caring voice on the other end of the phone was still kind.

Hanging up the phone, Chen Jin's tired gaze fell on the old beggar in front of him.

"Well, here you go. He threw twenty yuan to the old beggar and turned his gaze into the distance.

"Thank you, thank you, you're such a nice guy. The old beggar thanked him repeatedly, and then left satisfied.

'Bang'.

After walking a short distance, an iron lump suddenly fell out of the old beggar's body.

Chen Jin was stunned, and hurriedly opened his mouth to stop the old beggar, but he didn't find the old beggar until the end of the road.

I had no choice but to get up and take two steps to pick up the 'iron lump'.

It was a jet-black iron ring, thin and brittle, perhaps because it had been so old that it was covered in rust.

Although there is a little bit of jadeite inlaid in it, with the eyes of a history professional like Chen Jin, it can be determined at once that this thing is a rag.

Something like a 'two-dollar sale' on the street.

With a wry smile, he casually played with the iron ring for a while, put it on his ring finger, and said softly to himself: "Tut-tut, it's quite appropriate." ”

After saying that, he felt more and more groggy in his mind, and the feeling of exhaustion and sleepiness enveloped every cell in his body, so that Chen Jin leaned on the telephone pole on the side of the road, and then tilted his head and fell asleep.

Suddenly, the ring burst into a flash of white light, and then disappeared again.

In my sleepiness, I heard a mechanical voice in my head.

[Ding, the integration of the system has been successful, and the new host binding is underway...]

[Ding, the system is successfully bound. 】

[Since the new host is using this system for the first time, it is now in random free trial mode.] 】