The breeze blows gently at night, bringing a little more tenderness to this quiet tea-picking village. Surrounded by terraced rice fields, the glittering lights emitted from the B&B are "attached" to each other in this tea field, showing the beauty that can only be revealed in paintings.

In one of the lights, there were two naughty little ones who had been lying by their father's side and refused to sleep obediently. The father doted on the heads of the two "little devils" and told them to go to bed quickly.

Among them, the pink-haired girl hugged her father's right hand with both hands, puffed out her mouth, and looked at her father pitifully with her big watery purple eyes, while another white-haired boy held her father's left hand and shook it from side to side, and kept muttering that her father was playing with them for a while. In the face of these tried and tested coquettish skills of his children, his father was quickly defeated, and he could only smile helplessly.

At this time, the hostess of the room came, and saw that the husband's wife and daughter were very similar, with the same big purple eyes and long pink hair, tall and sweet-looking. With the appearance of such a beautiful woman who should not have appeared in the village, the children are obviously much more honest, but they still refuse to let go of their father, relying on him to tell them bedtime stories.

The father sat in the middle of the two small beds, patted the children lying on the beds, and said, "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple who told a story to the little monk, and what was the story about, once upon a time there was a mountain ......."

At this time, the daughter pouted dissatisfiedly and said, "Dad, you can fool us again, no, I want to listen to new stories, or we won't sleep." ”

The son next to him responded, "Yes, we won't sleep until we tell a new story." ”

My father looked embarrassed, and he had almost told all the stories he could tell, and he really couldn't remember anything more to tell. Faced with the urging of the children, the father finally came up with an idea. "Would you like to tell you about your father's past?" the children thought for a moment, then nodded their heads and looked at their father expectantly.

My father thought for a moment, and then said, "Let's start here."

It was a snowy evening, and an ordinary teenager walked on this remote street. This young man is 17 or 8 years old, carrying a blue old backpack, and has just come out of the store where he works, and the figure of the young man is extremely thin compared to the snow.

However, the boy did not feel depressed because of the loneliness of the snowy day in the evening, but smiled and said to himself: "This fat boss is too picky, my staff clothes worn by many people have broken 3 big holes, and I will not change them, but let me show my talent in needlework, really." ”

At this moment, suddenly a rapid car horn sounded in the distance, and out of curiosity, the young man turned around to see what was going on. I saw a long-haired girl with headphones walking in the middle of the road about to cross the path 7 or 8 steps away from him, completely unaware that she was about to come into close contact with the car, no wonder the girl didn't know at all, the headlights of the car should be broken, and she couldn't hear the sound, so she didn't know the danger that was coming.

The boy hurriedly ran in her direction, trying to drag her over. The girl noticed the boy's actions, subconsciously looked to the left, and looked at the car in front of her, and the girl fell to her knees in fright. At that moment of life and death, there was no time to think at all, the boy was only thinking about saving people at the moment, and hurriedly rushed to the girl to push her away, but he was swallowed up by the horn of the car.

The moment before the car arrives is so long, everything seems like slow motion in front of your eyes, but you can't move, you can only watch and disappear into the arms of death.

"That boy is me. ”

The daughter anxiously asked her father, "Dad, why did you die?"

The son struggled with another question: "Dad, what is a car?"

The father touched the children's heads, then turned to his son and replied, "The car is a means of transportation in another world, it is very fast, and it is dangerous to hit people." ”

Then he said to his daughter, "Don't be in a hurry to listen to me finish the story, after that."

At the time I thought I was dead, in the dark, drifting with the flow in the dark world. There seemed to be no concept of time in the darkness, and I floated like this.

I was thinking, "I'm an orphan with no friends, and no one will remember me when I die, and I won't be a burden to anyone, how sad it is!"

"If I knew I was going to die, I should have eaten that half box of biscuits in the morning. ”

"It's not worthless that I died, at least I saved someone before I died. Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, maybe Lord Yama and his old man saw that my kid was so pitiful in his last life, and he had the fearless spirit of sacrificing himself, and he could arrange a governor or something for me in the next life. Wait, Lord Yama doesn't seem to care about this, then arrange a richest family for me, and you can eat whatever you want in the next life, and it's beautiful to think about. "The days of floating in the dark were spent in my optimistic thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, a ray of light appeared in front of me, and I tried to open my eyes, looking for this long-lost daylight. It's a pity that my eyelids are so heavy that I can't open them. Not only that, but the body also regained its senses. But it didn't feel very good, every part of my body hurt, and I was cold, it felt like I had a bad cold. I think it's really strange, didn't I die, I was hit by a car and I caught a cold?

It didn't take long for me to hear someone talking next to me, and I only heard a soft male voice say: "Boss, those batches have been sent away for training, and this one who escaped into the river is here halfway." What to do with this kid?"

I only heard another thick voice say: "This kid has a big life, he is already dying, but he is alive again." Presumably his fate should not be extinguished, he must not be able to catch up with that batch now, and when he wakes up, I will train him myself, and then send it over, maybe it can be sold for a good price. ”

At this time, a soft male voice said: "Why is it so troublesome to treat this kind of little ghost? Seeing that he has no skills in fine skin and tender meat, he is a waste of firewood, and the decoction on his body will be greatly compensated. ”

I only heard the heavy male voice respond: "Song Lun, you kid is getting more and more presumptuous, dare to talk back to me, is it because of your itchy skin." Recently, there has been a lack of compensation training, or we will practice now. ”

The thin male voice hurriedly said: "Boss, I was wrong, didn't I leave tomorrow to trade with the captain, didn't I relax for a while." By the way, Boss, tomorrow when I leave, only you and this kid will be left, in case he wants to run again, you can keep an eye on it. ”

The heavy male voice smiled and said, "A little brat, I can't control it." Besides, he's my new boxing bag. ”

The soft male voice secretly rejoiced, and diverted the conversation. But when I saw the thick man's smile, I couldn't help but shudder.

I listened to their conversation, but I didn't understand it at all. The body became more and more tired and fell asleep.