Preface:
I particularly hate the feeling of oversleeping in the afternoon nap. When I woke up, I found that it was late, loneliness and darkness surrounded me silently, as if the whole world had abandoned me.
When I lit a cigarette, I remembered the past. I couldn't tell whether these stories were true, false, true or false. In a word, there was a sense of desolation in my heart. Those people had gone away, and those things were even worse. I picked up my pen to write them down, which could be regarded as the epitaph of my youth.
I always think that it was fate that made me meet Huanhuan, but this tortuous journey of fate should start from Huadu a few years ago.
It was a rainy night in a strange city. I was standing on the square in front of Huadu Railway Station with all my belongings on my back. I have never been to this city, and I never thought I would come here. It is the logistics company that I just passed the interview that assigned me.
After a long day of interview process, the company assigned me to work in the Huadu Center Business Department more than 100 kilometers away from my location. The fat HR supervisor handed me the report form, and said to me with a happy expression of "report at 9:00 tomorrow morning, Huadu Center Business Department, don't be late"
I took the form, looked at the address on it, opened my mobile phone and checked it. At Huadu, more than one hundred kilometers away, I glanced again at the time when it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, turned around and ran with my backpack on my back.
I have to say that I acted very quickly. I got off the train in Huadu four hours later, but I had another problem. I had to find a place to live quickly and go to work early tomorrow morning. But the only one thousand yuan in my pocket could not support me to stay in a warm hotel near the station for one night, nor could it support me to take a quick and comfortable taxi, I can't even go to the small restaurant next to the station to fill my stomach, because the 1000 yuan will support me until I pay my salary next month, and I need to ensure my food, clothing and accommodation, not to mention the hundreds of thousands of debts I still owe.
The bus has stopped running. I checked the location of the central business department. It is 12 kilometers, not too far. With my extraordinary determination and young physique, I should be able to walk in three hours. I was lucky to find that the central business department is surrounded by the old city, and there should be cheap hotels around. It seems that I still hope to sleep in a warm bed tonight, When I think of this, I feel that there is hope in my heart. As long as there is hope, people will have unlimited power. So I embarked on a rainy night in a strange flower city.
The journey was not as beautiful as I imagined. There was no poetic trek in the drizzle. There were only endless concrete roads. The poor scenery on both sides was blocked by the separation wall of road enclosure construction. So I had to compete for space with large trucks, cars, motorcycles and bicycles on the motorway. I fought with all means of transportation, but no pedestrians competed with me. I felt that it was unfair, but what fairness could I expect in my dog shit life? I silently continued my march.
I didn't know that after a long walk, I slowly entered the center of this bustling city. It was early in the morning, and the streets were full of drunks. I was carrying my bag on my back, which seemed strange. Maybe it was for this reason that the woman opposite noticed me. She was at least 35 years old, and she smelled cheap perfume worth no more than 35 meters, I met her at the end of the sidewalk, and she grabbed me.
"Handsome guy, can you give me 20 yuan? I'll take a taxi home and I'm broke"
"Sorry, I don't have any money." I didn't want to ignore her. I hurried by and didn't want to see her scornful expression hanging up in a moment. But I just took two steps and found that the last trace of power of my mobile phone had been exhausted. I lost my navigation and looked at the three-way junction in front of me in a daze. Then I looked at the woman behind me and walked back helplessly.
"Sister, do you know how to get to the Central Park?"
"You can go to the Central Park. My home is there. Then you can take a taxi to take me back. It's just on the way." The old woman found his prey was back. I was so unlucky that I only stopped a taxi and got on the bus with her.
She skillfully chatted with me on the bus, but I was silent all the time, and she didn't dislike me for ignoring her, because my silence made her confirm that I was new to life and unfamiliar, and she was also a shy student doll. In fact, I just looked at the meter in the taxi, and the number beating on it seemed like blood dripping from my heart.
The destination was soon arrived. I drove to the red card street. I looked at all the physical therapy and barber shops on the street and knew why it was called the red card street, because it was the red light district, which was very low-grade.
I got off the bus with money under the driver's grimace. I asked the woman, "OK, how can I get to the Central Park?" But the old woman held me and dragged me to her house, saying, "You've just come to Huadu, handsome boy. The hotel here is very expensive. Don't spend the money wrongly, just sleep in my sister's house. I'm tired after a day's walk. I'll relax for you."
I found that she had great strength, and I followed her in a daze. I was still naive to think whether this was a simple and kind reception from local people to foreigners or a skilled solicitation routine.
Her house is on the second floor. Before I finished my meditation, she dragged me into the dark door. The door slammed shut. I woke up instantly and turned to run. Unexpectedly, the old aunt reached into my pants pocket from behind, took out my mobile phone, took it and walked to the inner room. "Little brother, I see your mobile phone is dead. I'll charge you first, and you sit down first."
The mobile phone is my key. I ran after it and grabbed it back. Unexpectedly, the old woman fell down with the tide, her big body bullied me into my arms, and the perfume smell of thirty-five dollars hit me head-on, which made me almost shocked. She has a professional smile on her face, "handsome boy, so worried, my sister hasn't told you the price yet."
I quickly let go of her, holding half of the mobile phone in my hand and fighting with him, "Sister... You misunderstood, I'm going now." I pulled the phone, and she bullied her, and the smell of thirty-five dollars hit again. "Don't go, handsome boy, look at how tired you are. You're all in my sister's arms. Don't be so shy."
I listened to her words, and felt a nausea in my stomach. I stepped back quickly, so that Bruni finally grabbed the phone, turned around and ran away. The female demon head found that his prey had run away, and immediately changed her face, and immediately began to chase and shout: "Little bastard! You want to run away without paying! Stand here for me!"
I hurried to the street, but she couldn't run away from me, but her voice was really loud. She even swore a few words, and the whole street heard the faces of men and women on both sides of the windows and balconies. I thought it was probably over, and I would be blocked. But those who watched the activity just laughed and watched her chase me away, and they also coaxed her into saying, "My mother is old on Tuesday and no one wants to buy it. Tonight, there will be no more tickets."
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I escaped from the Red Card Street in confusion and started my journey on the streets of Huadu again. In fact, I didn't mind relieving my fatigue for a day in Tuesniang's gentle village, but I was really short of money. It was one o'clock in the morning now, and the streets of Huadu were full of city appearance patrols except alcoholics. Huadu is a city without tramps. Anyone caught sleeping on the street will be fined 200 and detained for three days. Under such strict regulations, there is really no tramp on the streets of Huadu. Even if there is, they will sleep in the overcrowded detention center.
Fortunately, the Central Park is not far from the Red Card Street. I finally came to the Central Park in the city with the big iron gate closed. The company reported tomorrow will be opposite the iron gate. Next, I will find a place to sleep quickly.
I looked at the five meter high iron gate of the park and the wall with the electrified wire mesh, and gave up the idea of climbing over the wall into the park to make do with the night. Those patrolmen in bright yellow jackets have smelled the smell of prey on me, and they are far away from me, like hyenas following the dying buffalo. As soon as I fall, they will rush to me, fined 200, and detained for three days.
After walking around the Central Park for two times, I finally got a deeper understanding of Huadu, an international metropolis. The worst hotels here are three hundred yuan, and Internet cafes are 100 yuan per hour. The streets are clean and tidy, and there is no place to live.
When I wandered around for another ten minutes, hungry, and the patrolmen were already smiling triumphantly, I suddenly found a brightly lit street behind a sign that said "Sanhe Street". People were coming and going in groups. Some people were eating, drinking and playing cards on the roadside steps, There are also many people sleeping comfortably under the eaves of the street. The neon signs on the street are lined with words like Internet cafes, snacks, physiotherapy, etc. There are many snack stalls on the roadside, and the aroma of wonton dumplings, noodles, and fried rice rises.
All this is in sharp contrast to the cold Huadu Street outside, as if I saw an oasis in the desert. The street sign of Sanhe Street stands like a solemn patron saint at the corner of the street. No patrolmen dare to approach it. Looking at the bustling scene inside, and smelling the fragrance of green onion noodles, I feel that I am home.
