A foreign city, dear you

"Where should we go?" Ye Lian asked.

Lan Shan went to bed early tonight, and the couple had nothing to do, so they went out shopping hand in hand.

"Let's go to the commercial street. Last time I saw Shu Shen selling roasted sweet potatoes there. Let's go see if he is still selling it there tonight?" Cao Xueqian suggested.

"Okay. I also went to see Shushen when he sold roasted sweet potatoes for the first time. There seemed to be no business at that time. I wonder how they are these days?"

"I don't know. Anyway, last time he said it was just so-so."

The two people walked downhill along Mingtian Road. While talking, they came to the intersection.

They happened to hit a red light and the two people stopped.

The red light starts counting down: 60, 59, 58...

More and more people were waiting for the red light, quietly watching the passing vehicles. It didn’t matter whether the light was red or not, whether there was a motorcycle or not. They jumped out with a "boom", which made Ye Lian frown.

The red light continues to count down: 30, 29, 28...

Those who are rushing for time are already mentally preparing to raise their feet.

Suddenly, a shrill female voice cut through the sky above Shuitian Village, piercing the eardrums of every passerby:

"Robbery!"

"Ouch! My ears!"

"Damn it! Give me back my earrings! Oh, my ears!"

……

"boom--"

A motorcycle was showing off its skills as it sped past Mingtian Road, and instantly disappeared into the traffic on Xiangyang Avenue, leaving behind a burst of arrogant laughter...

Another robbery!

Ye Lian's whole body trembled like a reflex, her scalp became tight and numb, and she held Cao Xueqian's arm tightly with both hands.

Once bitten by a snake, I am afraid of the rope for ten years!

*

"Catch the robber——"

Behind me, a woman chased down the long slope in vain, shouting repeatedly...

Everyone raised their heads and looked towards Changpo.

Women subconsciously touch their jewelry and protect their bags.

The red light has turned into green, but everyone has forgotten to cross the road.

"too horrible!"

"The robber is too arrogant!"

"This damn motorcycle only targets women."

"Women have jewelry, bags and the like, and women can't run fast."

"When women go out, it's best not to wear earrings, necklaces, etc. It's very dangerous!"

……

Everyone didn't know each other, they seemed to be discussing or talking to themselves.

What one of them said was particularly shocking: "A few days ago, a woman went out. She was wearing a gold bracelet on her wrist, and her hand was cut off by someone."

Everyone was in an uproar: "Isn't it?"

"You don't believe it?" The man said firmly, "My friend saw it with his own eyes."

"It's really frustrating!"

"too frightening!"

"I don't even dare to go out anymore!"

"Why doesn't anyone care?"

……

The green light turned on again, and Ye Lian and Cao Xueqian followed the crowd across the road in sighs.

Cao Xueqian knew that there was still a shadow in Ye Lian's heart, so he told her, "Be careful when you go out. It's best not to go out when you are alone at night."

Ye Lian nodded.

The woman's wailing just now made her hair stand on end.

Cao Xueqian asked Ye Lian to walk inside while he walked outside.

Ever since Ye Lian was robbed for the first time, this has become a habit of their shopping.

The two came to the commercial street and while shopping, they paid attention to where Lin Shushen was.

But when they finished shopping the entire commercial street, they didn't see Lin Shushen.

"Strange." Cao Xueqian pointed to the corner of Night Market Street and said to Ye Lian: "The last time I saw him, he was probably at this location."

"Maybe you didn't come today?" Ye Lian guessed.

"Well, maybe he sold it somewhere else today." Cao Xueqian agreed.

The two of them didn't find Lin Shushen and didn't care, so they slowly walked back.

*

When Ye Lian and Cao Xueqian went to find Lin Shushen, Lin Shushen had already left the commercial street frustrated.

He couldn't find his tricycle.

Although the tricycle was old, it had helped him pull wet wipes and shoes. Now he relies on it to pull the oven and sweet potatoes.

It is his means of transportation and his livelihood.

Today, it's gone.

He lost it and has no idea where it went.

He used his only hand to drag the oven converted from an oil drum and walked slowly down the street.

His steps felt heavy and the oven felt heavy.

The shouts and laughter on the street were so close yet so far away, and had nothing to do with him.

He walked through the busy commercial street and slowly came to Xiangyang Avenue from another intersecting street. He subconsciously turned right, which was the direction where he rented a house.

What hope is there in life? No exit can be found on every road. He is not afraid of hardship or tiredness, but life never gives him a chance.

The more Lin Shushen thought about it, the more powerless he became, and the more he thought about it, the more discouraged he became.

He was also hungry and wanted to eat a sweet potato.

He habitually reached for the sweet potatoes on the oven, only to realize that the sweet potatoes in the oven had fallen to the ground and were trampled into mashed sweet potatoes, and the sweet potatoes on the tricycle had disappeared together with the tricycle.

He remembered that there was also a bottle of water he brought on the tricycle.

Gone, all gone.

Now, I can only endure my hunger and thirst.

Forget it, no more baking, no more selling, it’s useless. You worked so hard to earn little by little, but all of it was gone, all gone.

Lin Shushen let go of the oven - the oven that had been modified after a lot of trouble under the uncle's guidance.

Tonight, he decided the oven was too heavy and he couldn't drag it.

He only had one hand and no other hand to help or replace.

The cold wind rushed past my ears mockingly, and I didn't bother to look back.

Lin Shushen lowered his head and moved his legs mechanically, slowly passing by the town committee building and arriving at the crossroads next to him.

It was a red light at this time, and a group of people were waiting on the safety island.

Lin Shushen was also waiting listlessly.

In fact, Lin Shushen felt that he didn't care about waiting. Even if he stayed on this traffic island forever, it didn't matter to him.

Because no one is waiting for him, nothing is waiting for him.

While waiting, Lin Shushen saw a person sitting on the edge of the safety island.

He was in ragged clothes, and he had a stainless steel bowl in front of him, with a few loose bills and some small coins in it.

It was obvious that he was a beggar.

The beggar lowered his head and could not see his face.

But judging from his body shape, the beggar is still young...

The light turned green and everyone crossed the road one after another, but Lin Shushen was completely unaware and was still looking at the beggar blankly.

The beggar's upper body didn't appear to have any flaws, but one leg of his lower body was curled up, and the other leg was covered with a dirty cloth, making it look like he was missing a leg.

Lin Shushen was not sure whether the beggar was really disabled, but he was sure that the beggar was living by begging.

They are all fallen people.

Lin Shushen took out a one-yuan coin and threw it into the beggar's bowl.

The moment the coin fell into the bowl, it jingled.

Lin Shushen looked at the bowl and the coins for a long time, feeling increasingly sad.

He couldn't help but think:

Perhaps, this is the fate of us disabled people and the only way to survive.

I also went to get a bowl, find a place, lie down or kneel, lower my head deeply, and pray for charity from passers-by.

Lowly, humble, muddle along, panting and struggling.

Dear mom and dad, forgive your son. Your son can’t find a way out in the end, and I’m afraid he can only support his broken body in this way.

just,

My dearest daughter, my Yaya, how can you grow up?

When he thought of his daughter, his daughter's cute smiling face appeared in front of Lin Shushen's eyes again.

Lin Shushen's eyes gradually blurred.

"dad--"

In the haze, Lin Shushen heard someone calling him.

It's my daughter! It’s Yaya! It was her childish call! Through the thousands of miles of sky, I came to my ears.

"Hey--"

Lin Shushen subconsciously wanted to respond.

He contorted his throat, but couldn't make a sound.

And in his eyes, tears were already gathering, forming drops and beads, rolling over his cheeks, and falling silently to the ground.