A familiar scene flashed in Yu Fei's mind, and he remembered Qin Xiaoyi, that time he ate at the Lifetime Yuan Western Restaurant, Qin Xiaoyi did not choose a private room, and preferred to be in the hall, the reason was that there were many people in the hall.

At that time, Yu Fei didn't understand why, but now he suddenly realized that that girl also likes to be envied and jealous.

The subway traffic in Yuncheng is very developed, and when changing to another line, a pair of white-haired old men on the platform have attracted the attention of many young people.

"White hair and eyebrows, white head to old age, it's really enviable."

"It would be nice if we could be like them in the future."

"Holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son is the greatest happiness in life."

All kinds of envious remarks are endless, attracting people's attention.

Song Xiaoyue took Yu Fei's hand, looked at the pair of old men, and said softly: "Yu Fei, will we be able to be like them in the future, never abandon them, and grow old?" ”

Yu Fei thought for a while and said with a smile: "The dream is in our hands, the key is whether you pursue it or not." ”

Song Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, thinking about Yu Fei's words, and her face slowly had a look of enlightenment.

A young man and woman approached the two white-haired old men and asked a question that everyone was concerned about.

"Excuse me, what is happiness?"

The old man smiled: "Happiness is that when I go out in the morning, I hold her hand." When I came home in the afternoon, she held my hand. Wind or shine, hand in hand. ”

The old grandmother smiled: "Happiness is that when the road is slippery in the rain, he walks in front of me." On a sunny day, he walked behind me. Regardless of the ups and downs, they are all together. ”

The simple words are touching, and the bits and pieces of life have piled up their happiness.

did not stop, the old man and the old grandmother held hands and walked side by side, leaving the happy picture to the audience.

At that moment, an old song sounded on the radio in the old man's hand.

"Because of the love that loves you, because of the dreams you dream, so grief your sorrow, rejoice your happiness...... Maybe holding hands may not be easy to walk in the previous life, maybe with the road of companionship, this life will be busier...... So holding hands, we have to walk together in the next life, so with the road of companionship, there is no time to look back......"

That scene, that moment, was engraved in the hearts of countless people.

This is happiness, this is holding hands.

Song Xiaoyue looked at it stupidly, and a strange smile appeared on Yu Fei's face, maybe happiness is not the same for everyone.

A few minutes later, Yu Fei led Song Xiaoyue to sit on another line, the passengers were not crowded, and there was a pair of men and women sitting next to Yu Fei and Song Xiaoyue.

The man is about 30 years old, with delicate facial features, quiet and quiet, and medium height.

The woman is twenty-four or five years old, with a melon seed face and willow eyebrows, a shawl with long hair, and fine white skin, like a small jasper, quite a bit of beauty.

Wearing a cheap flower skirt, she is slender, more than six meters tall, wearing a pair of sandals on her feet, and is holding the man's hand tightly.

Song Xiaoyue glanced at the pair of men and women, and leaned herself into Fei's arms a little ostentatiously, as if telling others that my boyfriend is much more handsome than your boyfriend.

Yu Feijian's eyebrows frowned slightly, the pair of men and women next to him was a little strange, the man was weak, his pulse was confused, and he was estimated to be seriously ill.

The woman smiled, but she couldn't hide the sadness between her eyebrows.

The hands of the two of them were clasped together, and because of the force, the backs of the hands were slightly white, as if life had melted together.

On the way, the man had several noticeable coughs, his face became extremely pale, and his breath was very weak.

The smile on the woman's face was gone, replaced by endless worry.

As if sensing Yu Fei and Song Xiaoyue's gaze, the woman smiled at the two, her eyebrows full of bitterness and helplessness.

Song Xiaoyue was a little embarrassed and asked softly, "He doesn't matter, right?" ”

The woman hesitated: "We just came out of the hospital, and he is not in good health. ”

Song Xiaoyue nodded slightly and didn't say anything.

Soon after, the man and woman got out of the car.

Yu Fei pulled Song Xiaoyue to follow behind, watching from a distance.

"Why do you want to follow them?"

Song Xiaoyue was a little puzzled, she hadn't reached her destination yet, and she didn't want to get off here.

"It's good for you to see other people's lives, and there's so much to be moved about in the world."

Yu Fei had a strange expression, pulled Song Xiaoyue out of the subway station, and paid attention to the man and woman from a distance.

The man was weak, and as soon as he had walked a short distance, he was out of breath and found a place to sit down.

"Take a break, I'll buy you something to eat."

The woman let go of the man's hand, looked around, and walked down the street toward the south.

After passing an intersection, there is a steamed bun seller there.

Yu Fei pulled Song Xiaoyue forward quickly, came to the vicinity of the steamed bun shop, and stood in a corner where the woman could not see.

"How are the buns sold?"

"Two dollars a piece."

"Can... Can it be cheaper, I only have three yuan, can I buy two? ”

"Now that prices are skyrocketing, it's everywhere, and it can't be less."

The woman hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Then I'll buy one." ”

Holding the hot bun, the woman's eyes showed a hint of bitterness, and after a slight pause for a few seconds, she strode towards the place where the man was resting.

"Mingjie, let's eat a bun first."

The woman walked up to the man and shoved the bun into his hand.

The man looked at the woman and asked, "What about you?" ”

"I've already eaten one, it tastes very good, you can eat it while it's hot."

The man didn't think much about it, and ate a meat bun in three or two clicks.

Yu Fei pulled Song Xiaoyue to stand behind a big tree a few meters away, and saw this scene clearly.

Song Xiaoyue was a little uncomfortable, she clenched Yu Fei's hand hard, and wanted to open her mouth several times, but Yu Fei covered it with her hand.

After a while, the woman helped the man on his way, and walked through the downtown area to a dark alley, where he entered a dilapidated rental house.

"You lie down and rest first, I'll go buy some food, and get you some delicious food at noon to replenish your body."

The woman helped Mingjie to lie down on the bed, poured him some water, and left.

Yu Fei saw that it was a simple rental house, and in addition to an old wooden bed, there was only a rotten wooden table.

There was a honeycomb coal stove outside the door, and the pungent carbon monoxide was uncomfortable.

Song Xiaoyue's eyebrows furrowed slightly, this is too dirty, too messy and too bad.

Yu Fei pulled Song Xiaoyue to follow the woman from a distance, keeping a distance of 100 meters from front to back, carefully hiding her whereabouts.

The woman crossed several intersections to a small clinic and lingered at the door for a while before entering.

Yu Fei didn't step forward, just stood in the distance and watched quietly, his expression a little silent.

Song Xiaoyue was a little bored and asked, "Didn't she say that she was going to buy vegetables, why did she come to the small clinic?" ”

Yu Fei said calmly: "How can I buy vegetables if I don't have money?" ”

Song Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, and then she thought that the woman seemed to have only one dollar on her.

"Will you get rich if you come to a small clinic?"

Yu Fei's expression was strange, and he said softly: "Look slowly, you will know in a while." ”

About ten minutes later, the woman left the small clinic and walked towards the nearby vegetable market.

Yu Fei dragged Song Xiaoyue to follow from afar, only to see that the woman in front of her was shaking her body after crossing an intersection.

At this time, a flat-headed guy in his early twenties suddenly stepped forward and stole the things in the woman's pocket while the woman was crumbling.

The woman seemed to notice, turned around and shouted, and then fainted.

When Yu Fei saw this scene, there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

Letting go of Song Xiaoyue's hand, Yu Fei rushed forward with an arrow step, taking advantage of the flat-headed guy's inattention, quickly came behind him, kicked him out, hit the wall and bounced off.

Yu Fei's feet were extremely measured, and although the flat-headed guy was injured, it was not serious.

Yu Fei retrieved the four hundred yuan he had stolen from the flat-headed guy's pocket, and looking at the four bright red grandfathers Mao, Yu Fei suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Song Xiaoyue ran slowly and wondered, "What's the matter, he stole this money from that woman?" ”

Yu Fei bowed slightly, turned around and walked towards the opposite side of the intersection, after the woman fainted, it attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Yu Fei came to the woman's side, looked at her unconscious, felt a little heavy, bent down to pick up the woman, and took her back to the small clinic before.

As soon as the medical staff at the clinic saw the woman, they rushed to rescue her.

Yu Fei pulled Song Xiaoyue to sit outside, looking down at the four hairy old men.

Song Xiaoyue was puzzled: "What's going on, why did she suddenly faint and still have four hundred yuan on her?" Didn't she have no money on her before? ”

Yu Fei smiled complicatedly, looked up at Song Xiaoyue, and said softly: "This is the four hundred yuan she earned by selling blood, don't you understand?" ””

Song Xiaoyue opened her mouth and stammered, she had never experienced this since she was a child, how could she have experienced this?

After she reacted, an indescribable discomfort blocked her heart.

Twenty-one-year-old Song Xiaoyue is no longer a child, she has heard of these deeds, but she has never seen them in person.

Now, when she witnessed all this with her own eyes, she suddenly realized that there are really many things in this world that will move people and make people want to cry.

A few minutes later, a nurse came to Yu Fei and asked with an embarrassed expression, "Who are you?" ”

"We're her friends."

The nurse's face changed slightly, and she said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, we didn't know she was so weak. We had asked her beforehand if she had eaten anything and how she was doing. She said she had eaten and was in good health, so she ......"

Song Xiaoyue felt uncomfortable when she heard this, she knew best that the woman hadn't eaten anything, and she had a dollar left on her, and she couldn't even afford a bun.

Yu Fei asked, "How is she doing?" ”

"She's awake, she'll be fine after a little rest. Today, we don't want this to happen, and we plan to compensate her with 2,000 yuan, what do you think? ”

Yu Fei hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

Song Xiaoyue wanted to speak, but was stopped by Yu Fei.

Two thousand yuan is nothing to Yu Fei and Song Xiaoyue.

But from the clinic's point of view, there is nothing wrong with them, just a little bit of bad luck.

(To be continued)