Window, window after window.

With the lights on, the scenes of life in the window are displayed, as if a sitcom is staged in the city, joys and sorrows, love and hatred. Looking at such a scene of thousands of lights, sometimes you will feel like a speck of dust floating in the dark night, fluttering with the night wind, as if it exists in transparent amber, below is a golden river composed of vehicle lights, the windows of a house stretch out in all directions, outlining the outline of a bustling city, the lights of boats swim on the river, and the long train winds around from the night farther away.

Lan Zi likes to stand in this night and watch all this, the people of every household, busy in the window, eating, watching TV, children chasing and playing, soft and warm, this is one of his greatest pleasures.

Of course, you can't look at it for too long, for every house, or whose home has a telescope, or who looks out of the window, will find him standing in this sky, so after watching for a while, he will fly higher into the sky, over the top floor of the tallest building in the city, until he can see the whole noisy city.

This modern city is not where he currently lives, and it was summer vacation, and it took him two nights to fly hundreds of kilometers along the river with a big bag on his back.

The city is very large, if you are in it, there is really a feeling of being in a steel forest, you can't see the edge at a glance, but flying in the sky, the field of vision is naturally much broader, in the bustling city surrounded by mountains, the light condenses in the center, opens up in all directions, the light on the edge of the city begins to weaken, the car lights on several highways are speckled and spread to the mountains and forests in the distance, in this mid-air, it is different from the reality and magnificence of the TV aerial footage, sometimes I feel that in this world, What a great thing it is for such a small creature to build such a huge gathering place, compared to that vast land, the existence of human beings is really too small, but it is also such human beings, leaving their traces in almost every part of the earth.

Of course, for the fifteen-year-old Lan Zi this year, there are not many such feelings, he just likes to stand in the air and watch, watch the joy of people, see the beauty of this world, and fly with the wind.

The ability to fly was there before the death of his grandmother, when his grandmother was still alive, he was not good at flying too far, nearly two years at his disposal, in order to fly to the big city during the long vacation, if possible in the future, he also plans to fly to Beijing, Hong Kong and other places, but now there is not so much time for him to play around, life is difficult, after all, he has to find a way to support himself.

Wearing a half-worn motorcycle helmet and thick clothes, he flew in the summer night sky for more than two hours before descending on the top floor of the city's tallest building. He was very cautious about this, because he learned in some books that there would be surveillance cameras in many parts of the city, and he first observed it several times with a telescope, and then landed on the roof of the corridor on the top floor, and then climbed down the escalator, thinking that even if there were cameras, they would not monitor the sky, and even if he was really filmed, at least it would not confirm that he could fly.

According to the books I have read in the past few years, I imagine in my heart that if he is found to be able to fly, then the matter is serious, and if he is caught in the laboratory, he will definitely be dissected, and the scientists in fantasy novels do this.

The sky doesn't feel anything, once you land, you can notice that the top floor of the building is almost bigger than the playground, two powerful spotlights will shoot straight pillars of light into the city's night sky, he ran to the edge of the building and looked down for a while, feeling that this floor is like an island in the city where the lights converge, half of his body leaned out of the edge of the building, the wall up to more than 100 meters up to the field of vision vertically down, more than from a higher sky overlooking down, so lying on his stomach for a while, He put down the large backpack behind his back, and for a moment, set up a canvas tent dotted with patches. If a helicopter passes through the sky at this time, you will inevitably find the spectacle of people camping on the top floor of the building.

After laying out the mat and taking off his jacket to protect himself from the wind, he turned on the flashlight in the tent, and then opened the half box of lunch that had been cold by the light of the flashlight and ate it, and after eating, he took out the textbook of the previous semester from his backpack and reviewed the contents of the book with some distress.

The small lights came on in the tent before they quietly went out after about two hours......

As the night of the city deepens, the lights pass the most prosperous moments, the darkness begins to flood in specks from the surroundings, and even the busiest neighborhoods begin to thin out the vehicles. In our field of vision, the light is passing and changing below, the two spotlights on the top floor are constantly intertwined in the sky, the moon and the stars are constantly moving in the sky, and finally at a certain moment, the spotlights are also extinguished, only the small tent is quiet, when the dawn is approaching, the first slight movement is revealed, and then the boy rubs his eyes and crawls out of the tent, he jumps on the top floor a few times, and quickly recovers his spirits, and packs the tent and the contents of the tent into a large backpack.

There was a faint rooster crowing in the distance, and on the street with street lights still lit below, the sanitation worker was also working, he put on his backpack, picked up the motorcycle helmet, and walked to the other end of the building while looking around...... He put on his helmet, approached the edge, stepped on the edge, and with a slight leap, in the cool morning breeze, the boy's figure broke free from gravity and flew towards the slightly peeking white sky in the east......

Half an hour later, Lan Zi landed in a forest outside the city, put the helmet back into his backpack, and then went out of the woods, and began to walk along the road to the direction of home, at noon took out the steamed buns that had been hard from the backpack, and a bag of mustard for lunch, and in the afternoon, he found a sparsely populated fork in the road and walked in, and then flew to the nearby mountains to set up a tent and began to sleep, until nightfall, Tianyang has completely set up the mountain before getting up again, packing up things, putting on a helmet, and flying up into the night sky.

He flew across the highway and began to fly along the wide river, not far away from the highway that accompanied him, occasionally interspersed with mountains, occasionally approaching, occasionally starting to move away, when he was about to reach another city, Lan Zi flew higher, the wind was more intense, and the traffic on the bridge between the cities below was like weaving, golden and brilliant, and after a while, he was also left behind.

Flying is actually a very physically demanding thing, at the beginning he could not insist on long-distance flight, and then the physical strength is getting better and better, plus flying more proficiently, know how to use the wind in the sky to fly homeopathically, can do such a long-distance trip, of course, after flying for an hour or two, you still have to come down to rest, sometimes sit on the cliff, sometimes lie in the mountains and forests, sometimes will stay in the sky above the countryside, watching the figures below walking, chickens and dogs barking, children playing.

In this way, he stopped and stopped, and in the early morning of the next day, he landed, bought some steamed buns from a shop in a nearby village, and then found a mountain forest to set up a tent to sleep. Rising at four o'clock in the afternoon, he read a book and took a bath by a nearby stream before sitting down on a hillside in the setting sun and taking out a jar of eight-treasure porridge from his backpack.

For him now, this is definitely an out-and-out luxury, a few years ago when he caught a cold, because of the hanging injection, grandma bought a can for him to eat, he always remembered this taste, grandma also left him some money after his death, but he was reluctant to use it, and only this time to do such a trip to buy a can, is a year, the biggest enjoyment.

He took out two steamed buns, slowly ate the eight-treasure porridge on the sunset hillside, then washed the jar and put it in his backpack, and when night fell and the sunlight was completely gone, he set off again.

Late that night, he returned to the city where he now lives, Yuling.

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A few years ago, he actually didn't live here, he and his grandmother lived in Xincheng, which was about two hours' drive away, and then there was an accident in that civilian area, a big fire, burned a lot of things, and also burned people, their yard was also burned down, at that time there was a developer who was recovering the land for development, and grandma had to buy the land at a low price, and soon after, he came to Yuling with Lan Zi, and his grandmother died two years ago, and only Lan Zi lived alone.

Today's Lan Zi lives in a dilapidated building on the outskirts of Yuling, a four-story old building, the doors and windows are dilapidated, although it is judged to be a dangerous building, and the fence outside is also written with the word danger, but it has not been demolished, Lan Zi lives in a leaky room on the third floor, there is nothing valuable, there is a dilapidated tricycle parked downstairs to collect rags, there is a Tsubaki tree in the yard opposite the balcony, and the money that grandma left and Lan Zi saved is placed in the small hole on the top of the tree, as long as the tree is not cut down, no one can get it except Lan Zi.

After the death of his grandmother, Lan Zi had no support, and he could only go to the garbage mountain to pick up the trash like his grandmother to make money, and the aunt of the neighborhood committee came over to help him contact the orphanage and other places, he refused on the grounds of "I can take care of myself", perhaps because of some memories when he was a child, he was actually disgusted with the life of many children being raised together, and felt more pitiful than living alone, and later the people from the orphanage also came a few times, and he hid every time he saw it, and finally he really hid.

In ninety-six years, the development of the city is not large, and there are more kind-hearted people around, but he takes care of a child like him, occasionally goes to buy salt and rice, and will give a few pieces of candy to eat and even unwilling to charge him a little money, he will accept the sugar, but he will not be willing to accept money and other cheap, life is simple, just to save tuition is more hard, junior high school is fine, high school tuition is said to be close to 1,000 yuan per semester, you have to use the money left by grandma. Although he works hard, he is not a genius, his grades are average, and he is stupid in his brain, and he has no plans to go to college in the future.

It was late at night, and the nearby residential area was dimly lit and quiet, so he flew over the Tsubaki tree, landed on the balcony, and then walked into the room and put down his backpack.

"Grandma, I'm back......"

He whispered to the portrait of his grandmother on the small table, changed his clothes, took a cold shower, and went to bed. Since flying was both physically and mentally draining, he slept heavily that night after several days of flying.

The next morning, just after dawn, someone came looking for him, a little bald man about ten years old.

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