Chapter 3 prelude

It was very cold that winter.A girl in furs walks across the high footbridge over the Causeway in front of St. Paul's Hospital. She has a pink face and peach cheeks, not only the arrogance of a young lady from your family, but also the sassy demeanor of a career woman. She is a very famous woman in the city.That day, when the north wind was blowing, she was walking on the overpass alone, wearing a casual black sportswear with a small sable vest on top, walking aimlessly. The strong wind blew up her little sable vest, making her even more chic. Suddenly, a torn piece of cotton protruded from the four holes; a mass of objects covered by the old long cotton padded jacket squirmed, attracting the girl's attention, why did it seem to be familiar?

She walked over slowly, squatted on the ground cautiously, and opened the worn long padded jacket, only to see an old man from other provinces with a weathered face huddled inside. Her precious face was full of kindness, like the joy and sorrow of seeing an old friend: "Uncle, do you still recognize me?" The old man raised his head, his black face was wrinkled, and he shook his head expressionlessly at her. The girl's heart is pierced like a knife. Huddled on the flyover where the north wind was blowing, it was the old Jiangxi monkey-playing old man she had seen since she was 16 when she was 18.

The monkeys are gone, the black dog is gone, his Tianya partner, his little monkey troupe, those monkey troupes that brought joy to street children a long time ago are all gone, only one person is left to cover himself with an old padded jacket and live in a foreign country The disabled old man. The girl took out 500 yuan and stuffed it into the old man's hand: "At least find a place where the wind is not so strong and hide." The old man was at a loss for everything, he couldn't remember anything, he just stared blankly at the girl, not even daring to lift his eyes. The girl bowed her head, not caring that the sable vest was already close to the sandy ground, and asked softly:

"Uncle, do you recognize me?" The old man's eyes were cloudy and he had no expression at all. The girl had no choice but to stand up and look back and forth, with tears in her eyes. The monkey show brought back many memories for her. That was many years ago, when she was only sixteen years old.Her youth was buried at the age of eighteen. Looking back, time seems to go back to when I was sixteen years old. Forgot to tell you her name, her name is Sheng Shihua.