Chapter 61 Chapter Eleven

The train station, the cold and crowded platform. The white light hit Qiushou's face. He had stood in the cold wind for a long time, and finally saw Gu Fei with his luggage on his back. "hooligan!" He hugged Gu Fei deeply, like hugging his own brother. "Aqiu!" Gu Fei hugged him sadly, and looked up into his eyes, "I'm sorry, she took my phone away, I really can't catch her." "Forget it, she just called me and sent me a text message." Gu Fei hesitated before parting, but decided to say it: "Aqiu, I want to tell you that that beautiful girl really likes you and cares about you!"

Autumn harvest, speechless for a long time, looked up at the vast night sky. "I think her heart is real." Gu Fei added another sentence, but Qiushou continued to remain silent. "I envy you!" Gu Fei continued, "If there is such a girl who likes me desperately! I have been here for so many years, and no Shanghai girl has a crush on me. When I was poor, even my girlfriends from my hometown left. Now, it’s hard for me to really like a girl anymore.” "I envy you even more." Qiushou patted him on the shoulder heartily, "Without these envied things, there would be less pain! Brother, hurry up and get in the car, I wish you the best of luck!"

Gu Fei smiled and nodded: "Aqiu, it is my greatest luck to meet you in my life!" Afterwards, he boarded the northbound train and waved goodbye to the autumn harvest. The car will cross the winter land, run over the snowy Northland, and return home with a broken dream. After seeing off Gu Fei, Qiushou bowed his head and left the platform, walked through the long tunnel, and returned to the square in front of the train station. It is still this wide square, surrounded by neon lights and billboards, and in the middle are countless travelers in a hurry—a group of young people who have just stepped out of the station pass by. They may be here for the first time, radiating anxiety and excitement Longing eyes, longing to realize dreams in this city.Others have gray and dejected faces, some are no longer young, and their faces are full of years; some still have childish faces, but they no longer have childish innocent eyes. dream of fleeing the city like a loser.

He doesn't know how long he will stay? On a summer night in 1995, Qiushou, a thirteen-year-old boy, also came to Shanghai in a daze, and looked up at the city nervously and excitedly—only his mother, who had greeted him at the station, was killed in his bed that night. in front of you. Mom, the mother who has already turned into a ghost!Fifteen years have passed, and it seems that she can no longer remember her face, the only thing she remembers is the purple silk scarf. Although I can't remember my mother's face clearly, my father's face will never be forgotten. It was the face he missed the most when he was locked in the underground cabin door.

In the summer of eighteen years old, Qiushou took his father's ashes back to his hometown for burial. Soon, he received compensation from the driver who hit and killed his father. He used the money to repair the grave of his parents, repay all the debts left by his father, and there was not much money left.He lived with his grandmother for a year, doing odd jobs in Internet cafes and restaurants in a small town to support himself. He always wakes up from that nightmare, the deep ditch in the wilderness, the hatch leading to hell, the boundless darkness and silence... What's the point of living like this?

He thought about death. In autumn, late at night, he climbed to the top of a building in a small county town, silently counting the stars in the sky, and when he was about to count to the hundredth, he jumped off the top of the building and fell clean. Unexpectedly, another person appeared on the top of the building. He was as young as him, and his body and appearance were very similar to him, but he spoke Mandarin with a strong southwestern accent.When he saw the autumn harvest on the rooftop, he found someone to confide in—he said that his hometown was in the countryside of Guizhou, and his family borrowed money from growing corn to barely pay for him to go to college.But he lives with low self-esteem every day, is often bullied by his classmates from the city, and works as a school cleaner to make up for living expenses.The younger sister in the family only went to elementary school and went out to work when she was fifteen. All the income from selling corn to his parents was used to pay off his debts for his education.His university was mediocre, and many seniors could not find a job after graduation, and could not see any hope for the future.He felt that his parents and sister had suffered so much because of his own existence.He escaped from school, bought a train ticket with the money he had, and came to this small county thousands of miles away.

Now, he decided to end his life. Qiushou persuaded him not to commit suicide, at least he was much happier than himself, and he could still have parents and a younger sister—— Qiushou wanted to die alone, and he didn't want someone to die with him. However, the man handed the wallet to Qiushou, saying that it contained all his documents. Before Qiu Harvest could react, that poor rural child jumped down first. His name is Li Gang. late at night. Downstairs is an empty compound, and no one has noticed that someone committed suicide by jumping off the building.Qiushou ran down in fear, only to find that the man had died terribly, with his head on the ground beyond recognition, and he couldn't tell what he looked like at all—such a bloody scene made Qiushou dispel the idea of ​​suicide.

A word flashed in my heart—anyway, I died underground a year ago, and now I am a ghost. Qiushou took out his ID card and stuffed it into the pocket of the deceased's clothes. Afterwards, he took the documents in the wallet of the deceased, slipped home, took his guitar, bought a train ticket and left the county forever. On the train that was drifting away, he thought that what he was most sorry for was his grandmother who had always loved him.As for other relatives, they will not come to care, let alone someone to test DNA. The deceased did not even have a bag on him. When the police saw Qiushou's ID card, and then looked at roughly similar age and figure, anyone would think that Qiushou jumped off the building. suicide.

He is legally dead.