The Man Who Picked the Stars

Turning in from the hidden alley with ease, Jin Zaizhong entered the back door of the bar.After swiftly changing into his overalls, the boy straightened his collar in front of the mirror and smiled politely.After everything was ready, he took a deep breath and walked out of the staff room.

The boxes and the dance floor in the bar were clearly separated, and Jin Zaizhong hid in the shadows, looking indifferently at the people who were madly venting their passion on the dance floor.Those living bodies twisting under the psychedelic lights give people a kind of secretive and restless visual impact.

Jin Zaizhong knew that he was very lucky, and he was anxious to hit the big luck, but he didn't expect the foreman to let him pass.Jin Zaijoong touched his face in a self-deprecating manner, probably because he also knew the reason.Fortunately, everyone took good care of him, and nothing major happened in the past month or so.

Come on, Kim Jaejoong.The young man secretly encouraged himself.

There are a few sparse stars twinkling in the sky, and the rosy clouds have already brought the traces of night, but the boundary between the sky and the earth is particularly clear.In Zheng Yunhao's view, this scene is very touching.The man sat on the steps, looked at the endless reeds in the distance, and took a sip of beer.

He had spent a lot of that time just after the accident, sitting alone on the wooden steps.Picking it up now is easy.

When a person's emotions are full to a certain level, the spirit will be numb, and if you don't feel pain, you won't have too much pain. The pictures in that accident were played too much in his mind and it became a coherent movie scene. He pulled away from it. , watch calmly.But whenever he sits for a long time, the pain in his legs when he gets up will drive him into a sober and cruel state.

He is Zheng Yunhao, he used to be a racing driver, but now he is a cripple who beats the dead every day.

Zheng Yunhao took another sip of beer and wiped the foam from his mouth.

The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, retaining the setting sun that is about to leave.The man's eyes inherited the blood, and then lowered his eyelids.He drank the beer in one gulp and put it next to the empty wine can beside him.

How long will I have to wait alone today?

The man slowly raised his lame leg and staggered into the house.

After get off work, Jin Zaizhong hurried on the road through the turbulent crowd.The sky was replaced with a black curtain, and the whole city was so dreamy under the bright lights.Jin Zaizhong ran to the bus station out of breath, put his hands on his knees and gasped for breath.Thanks to his previous night life, he is always more energetic at night than during the day.

After he recovered his breath and straightened up, the huge billboard pasted at the bus stop came into his eyes.

Midnight show at the Mendong Theater, half price for two, Jin Zaizhong said softly, the gorgeous lights projected in his eyes, shining with an unknown light.He tilted his head and looked at the old theater behind it through the gap in the advertisement.The theater was left over from the 90s, and now it has been converted into a movie theater. The lacquered signboard with black letters on a white background is illuminated by colorful light bulbs, giving people the illusion of being in the old days.Jin Zaizhong looked at the old signboard and pursed his lips.

When he walked into the reeds, Jin Zaiyuan caught the faint light from the house, he quickened his pace and ran towards the light source.The boy swept through the door with a gust of wind, and strode towards the man who was already waiting for him at the dining table.

"came back. 』

"Um. 』The boy picked up the supper prepared by the man for him, and ate it with big mouthfuls.The steaming mist rose and hovered between the two.

"Where did you go to play today? 』

"Never mind your business! 』The young man looked at the man's handsome eyebrows in the hazy smoke, and smiled.

"Here, here you go. 』The boy took out two tickets from his pocket while eating.

"What's this? 』The man took it and looked at the yellow ticket in his hand.

"Lucky draw... draw, draw. 』The boy spoke too quickly, and bit his own tongue in a panic, his face turned pale from the pain.

He slapped the table vigorously, "It's the lottery ticket you gave me!" 』

"oh? 』Zheng Yunhao repeatedly weighed the two tickets in his hand, 『Really? 』

"Of course! 』The boy stared at him, biting his lower lip unwillingly.

"But I don't remember a midnight show. 』

"..." The boy buried his face in the bowl.

"... let's go. 』Seeing the boy's face brightened by his words, the man smiled, concealing the sadness in his eyes.

"By the way, tomorrow you will go grocery shopping with Grandma Linjie. 』

"What? The boy buried his head in the bowl intently, and said vaguely, "Are you kidding me?" 』

"No kidding. 』The man tapped the boy on the head. "I heard that, huh? 』

"I know, I know. The young man waved his hand impatiently, "Don't interfere with my meal." 』

But the next day Jin was rushing downstairs in Zhongxing, but Zheng Yunhao stopped him and handed the vegetable basket to the young man by the way.

"What are you doing? ! Jin Zaizhong screamed strangely, "Are you serious?" 』

"I'm not joking, grandma has recently suffered from rheumatism, and her legs and feet are not very good. ”Zheng Yunhao raised his eyebrows, “Aren't you happy not to work? 』

"But this..." The boy clenched the basket in his hand in embarrassment.

"Grandma is very nice, Zai Zhong." The man rubbed the boy's head again and sighed softly, "Don't dislike her. 』

"I didn't..." the young man muttered.

"Okay," Zheng Yunhao chuckled, "take care of grandma, don't let her fall. 』

The boy twitched the corners of his mouth listlessly and nodded.

A few hours later, Jin Zaizhong and his grandmother were standing in the bustling bazaar, when a chicken feather flew over lightly and landed on the boy's head.Jin Zaizhong had a disheveled face and kept sneezing.

Dirty, dirty, this is the only impression Jin Zaijoong has of the noisy and huge vegetable market in front of him.He struggled to avoid the area where the sewage flowed across the ground, wrinkling his nose to endure all kinds of smells that came to his face.By the way, you have to hold the toddling old man tightly by the hand.Kim Jaejoong felt like he was about to collapse.

"Only here can you buy real local eggs, green vegetables without pesticides, and the price is also cheap..." the old woman murmured, shaking off the cloth bag she was clutching in her hand—Jin Zaizhong didn't take the ugly braided bag at all. basket.The boy couldn't help but rolled his eyes secretly.

"Little Zai. 』The grandma suddenly reached out and poked Kim Jaejoong who was struggling to clear the way.

"what? 』The boy turned his head impatiently.

"Do you want to eat sweet potatoes? 』

"What? 』Jin Zaizhong looked along her trembling hand in surprise.

In the distance squatted an old man in a blue shirt, with a charcoal-fired iron stove next to him.A little steam emerged from the uneven edge of the iron sheet and dissipated in the air.

"Don't eat, grandma, you don't need to..." The boy quickly refused, sighing deeply in his heart.

"come! ’The grandma was surprisingly strong, she dragged Jin Zaizhong towards the old man, and yelled happily, ‘Old Yu, here are two sweet potatoes! 』

"Yo, your grandson! 』When the old man saw the old woman, he got up and put on his gloves with a smile. 』

The old man opened the stove and rummaged through it, and a sweet sweet aroma peculiar to sweet potatoes came out of the stove, and the boy couldn't help sniffing.

"Yes, my grandson!Look, it's not bad! ’ The grandma cheerfully held Kim Jaejoong’s arm tightly, ‘Look at how filial he is! 』

"Not bad, good, your children are good, you are blessed." ’ The old man boasted again and again, his gray forehead poking around by the stove mouth.

"Yes, I am blessed! 』The grandma smiled, and her old face was full of petals and chrysanthemums.

"Here, look at these two, the ones with red hearts are very sweet!" 』The old man chose two neatly, and spread them out in front of the grandmother and Jin Zaizhong.

"Just these two. 』The old lady readily agreed, reached out her hand to take money out of her pocket, and knocked off Jin Jaejoong's hand blocking her by the way.

"Okay," the old man carefully wrapped two sweet potatoes with old newspapers, and kept muttering, "Hello grandson, I will find a good job when I go to college, and I will let you live in a big house..."

Jin Zaizhong looked at the old lady, then at the old man, and unconsciously pursed his lips.His hand froze in the air for a while, and finally let it go resentfully.

"I'll give you the money." 』The old grandma took the sweet potatoes and slipped one into Jin Zaizhong's hand.

"Eat it while it's hot!"hurry up! ’ the grandma urged with a smile.

Jin Zaizhong broke open the sweet potato that had been grilled over the charcoal fire, and the fragrance was overflowing.This kind of roasted sweet potato tastes the best. The sweetheart inside is roasted out of juice, the surface is slightly crispy, and the aroma melts in the mouth instantly after a bite.

"Is it tasty? ’ Grandma asked.

"Um. 』Jin Zaizhong took another big bite, and the sweetness of the sweet potato further melted into his lips and teeth.

He turned his head and said to the old grandma, "Grandma, you can eat too." 』

"It's okay, if you like to eat, I still have it here." 』The grandma raised the sweet potato in her hand.

Just at this time, the mobile phone in Jin Zaizhong's pocket rang—it was bought by Zheng Yunhao for him to contact. He held the sweet potato in one hand, and took out the mobile phone from his pocket with great effort.

"Hey, uncle, what..."

"Uncle Fa, why did you pick it up? 』

"What did you say? ! 』The sweet potato fell to the ground and was submerged in the sewage in an instant.Jin buzzed in his middle ear.A few seconds later, Jin Zaizhong turned around with dull eyes, and said to the worried grandma beside him, "Grandma, let's stop shopping for vegetables today, shall we?"I'll take you home first, I still have something to do. 』

He heard his own empty voice repeat numbly:

"Uncle, something happened. 』

As the tone collapsed, there was also his heart.