The drizzling rain, converging into flowing water, fell into the city's wide sewers, walking in the flickering light and dark city, as if shuttling in a dream, the surrounding prosperity is no longer familiar, as if this will eventually tell the parting, in the end can only be digested in the stomach.

Sitting on the bus to the south, Chen Yan's heart is also flat, compared to his student days, he just knew how to use a pen and perfectly write his name in a textbook, and now he has to face the unknown world when he leaves the campus, which is also a little exciting.

"I'll tell you, the family can't afford to pay for you to go to school, you better go out to work, look at your smile, they send money to the family every year ......", such words kept echoing in Chen Yan's mind, and at the moment he sat quietly in the car.

"The scenery outside is so good", Chen Yan sighed, and put on his headphones.

It was still a drizzle, and it was a rainy day to catch such a bus, Chen Yan's uncle helped a lot, originally Chen Yan was not over eighteen years old, and people did not let him take the car without an ID card, but his uncle said some good things and paid some money to the driver, so that Chen Yan accompanied him to the car.

When his uncle got into the car, he sat in the front seat and chatted with the driver.

The driver is not a local, so he speaks with a strong local accent, and the passengers in the car are not surprised, no one will care who the driver is, and hurry to the destination.

The bus drove very smoothly, as expected, from the destination that Chen Yan was going to, he had to refuel once or twice in the middle, and Chen Yan had to take it with him for a day in these two cars.

Chen Yan's uncle was sitting in the car, addicted to smoking, and without asking everyone's opinions, he just took out his cigarette case and lit one to smoke.

"Ahhh~", Uncle Chen Yan comfortably spit out a large puff of smoke, and he smoked comfortably without considering the feelings of other passengers, which attracted a burst of disgust from everyone.

"This rain is strange and disgusting, it doesn't rain early or late, but at this time," Uncle Chen Yan said to the driver.

"Yes, it's going to be a little annoying in the rain today, and it's going to be a bit of a rain on weekdays, but it's been half a day today," the driver replied.

Chen Yan was still immersed in the music world, and he couldn't hear the conversation between the two clearly, but the rain outside was tight, and along the way, fine raindrops slapped on the car window, and Chen Yan watched all this quietly.

The bus is running smoothly, because the sky is dark, the passengers in the bus can not see the scenery clearly, and some of them directly fall asleep.

Somehow, Chen Yan has always had a sense of loss in his heart since he got in the car, maybe it was the first time he went out, or it could be that his mother's words were too sad for him.

So along the way, Chen Yan chose to lean on the window in a daze, there were all kinds of people in the bus, Chen Yan didn't know how to deal with them, and he didn't want to deal with them.

"Why did your nephew go out with you when he looked young and didn't go to school?" the driver asked.

"I didn't pass the exam, and my family lacked money, so I had to go to work," Uncle Chen Yan replied with a sigh, and at some point, he lit another cigarette.

Smoke fills everywhere, and in this small space, smoke is pervasive, burrowing into people's mouths and noses, into people's sleeves, into the lotus seeds in windows, and into the roaring engines of passenger cars.

Chen Yan has expressed envy for his table mates more than once, because his parents are both teachers, and he also has the idea of becoming a teacher. And Chen Yan is different, his father was an employee of the ginning factory, and died in an accident a few years ago, and the factory privately found Chen Yan's mother and paid 50,000 yuan.

50,000 yuan bought Chen Yan's father and the last backbone of the family, as soon as Chen Yan's father died, the family was already crumbling.

Even waking up from countless dreams, Chen Yan seemed to see his father sighing in the yard.

The decision to go out to work was no accident, the huge expenses were not something a family like him could bear, and the only fortunate thing was that there were many well-wishers who donated money to their families.

Chen Yan's grades have plummeted since his father's accident, and he, who was originally inconspicuous in his studies, is even more stretched at the moment. Although his table mates did not have outstanding grades, at least his parents could open a small stove for him, while Chen Yan had nothing.

The bus has been traveling for an unknown amount of time, and it is getting farther and farther away from that familiar city, Chen Yan wanted to say something, but his mouth opened and he took a big puff of smoke, and he choked and coughed directly.

Quickly pushed open the glass, ignoring the light rain that drifted in outside, Chen Yan felt extremely refreshed after taking a breath of air.

It wasn't until the passenger in front of Chen Yan glared at him that Chen Yan reluctantly closed the window.

I opened the window just now and looked at it a few times, now the passenger car should be driving on the highway, there are almost no cars on the road, looking at the terrain on both sides, it should be in the form of a highway built along the mountain.

As a science student, Chen Yan wanted to become an outstanding engineer countless times, but it backfired, and he went south to work, at best, he could only touch the machine and make screws for the maintenance of the machine.

Chen Yan glanced at his uncle, at this time he had already returned to his seat, and was talking on the phone there, and his uncle kept saying some flattering words into the phone, which must have been his uncle's boss.

Seeing that his uncle kept nodding his head into the phone, Chen Yan guessed that the owner of his uncle's side should be the owner of the factory, and his uncle should give the boss another opportunity to let him work.

Chen Yan's intuition is very accurate, his uncle is indeed taking care of Chen Yan, his mother handed over Chen Yan to herself, and as an uncle, she must not let her nephew suffer.

The other end of the phone repeatedly emphasized that Chen Yan was under the age of 18 and the factory could not accept it, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with it if something happened in the future. But Uncle Chen Yan repeatedly swore that Chen Yan, this kid is down-to-earth and capable, and there will be no mistakes.

Under the stalemate between the two parties, the bus continued to move forward, and the roaring sound of the engine was also integrated into the small world in the bus.

Chen Yan recalled that when he was ten years old, his father gave him a windmill, which was made of wood, which was particularly delicate and beautiful, and he brought the windmill to the class, and his classmates were very envious, and even some classmates wanted to spend money to buy it, but Chen Yan refused.

As for the windmill in my memory, it seems to have been given to a worker's child who helped his father, and the child was very pitiful, who lost his legs at a young age and relied on a wheelchair to move.

The world is constantly changing, and I don't know how long it has been since those youthful days, and now Chen Yan has the pressure of being an adult for the first time, and this pressure is becoming more and more intense along with the unknown.