Chapter 10 first quarter

Ion was hungry, and slowly moved westward from the asphalt road of Ome Street.If you're not paying attention, you'll trip over a falling brick, or step into a cave and fall.In the past ten years, the roads in the capital can be said to have been almost completely unrepaired. It's not just bad roads and hunger that make your feet feel so heavy.Death lives next to him, the terror of waiting for an opportunity, and the loneliness and despair of being helpless turn Ion into a miserable young street boy. Due to hunger, Ion couldn't help being dizzy.He grabbed hold of the pillars of the overpass and took a breath.The pillars are covered with stickers and leaflets, and plastic bottles and household waste are cluttered in the dark below.Ion noticed a small hand-painted poster stuck to the pillar.

Although it was a coincidence that Ian saw this poster, he came all the way from Shibuya to Suwa just because he heard about this charity kitchen event.The distance is about ten kilometers. He thought that the departure time would definitely be in time, but he was even more impatient than he imagined. At this moment, the winter sun has come to the top of his head.It's not just the top of the head, it's about to fall at any time. "Isn't this Ian? What a coincidence." It was Jin Cheng who showed his missing gums and smiled at him coldly.His long hair was matted and matted, and his dirty collar was open, revealing his grimy skin.

Met a nasty guy.Even though he thought so, the current Ion didn't have the strength to drive Jin Cheng away. "What's the matter, Ion? Why do you look limp? Have you caught a cold?" Jin Cheng said it as if he cared, but his expression was joyful. "I'm fine." Ion forced his chest out, pretending to be energetic. "I didn't expect to meet you in this kind of place. Do you live in this area?" "Yes." Ion replied ambiguously.Jincheng observed Ion's appearance suspiciously.Jincheng was kicked out of Yoyogi Park, even if he wanted to find out something, no one would care about him.

"Shouldn't you also go to church to receive food?" Jincheng pointed to the poster of the pillar and said.Ion nodded honestly. "Yes, but I don't know where the church is. Jincheng, can you take me there?" Jin Cheng continued to laugh strangely, looking at Ion. "What's the matter with you? Your attitude is much different from last time?" He was talking about Ian's refusal to let Jin Cheng jump in line at the charity kitchen in Puleduo Park a week ago. "I'm sorry at that time. I won't do that again." Ion apologized. "It won't be the same again?" Jin Cheng smiled happily, but his eyes made people feel sharp, mean and crazy.

"What happened to you? I heard that Mogami has set up a net all over Shibuya, desperately looking for you. What good thing have you done?" Ion could easily guess that Mogami would definitely get up and look for him.With such a strong sense of responsibility, Mogami must not be able to forgive himself for treating the "subject of observation" emotionally, but Mogami also did not forgive Ion who threw away the photo album.Obviously Ian apologized as Mogami said, he thought Mogami had forgiven him, but actually he didn't?He felt betrayed by Mogami.And Ion didn't think that losing Mogami's photo album could be compared with losing his newspaper clippings.Isn't Mogami's past still preserved in the human relationship between parents and younger sister?But he has nothing left.

Ion gave up thinking and chose to escape from Mogami.Because the adult who refuses to forgive him is a "bad-hearted adult". Considering that he would meet Mogami, Ion had to give up his part-time job at the locker shop.The little money left in the hands is like snow under the scorching sun, disappearing bit by bit. When the money finally bottomed out three days ago, Ion was looking for discarded bentos near the convenience store, or trying to break into the apartment dump.But every place is very strict, and Ion failed.One step away from the familiar streets of Shibuya, Ion's ability to survive was greatly reduced.

"Ion, come here quickly. What if we don't get in line?" Jin Cheng couldn't bear the slow Ion roared.Ion gave up his mind and said, "You go first." "Do you think I'm going to leave you? Who asked me to take him there?" Jincheng pulled Ion's arm roughly.Jin Cheng's eyes were straightened, and his mouth was drooling.Maybe it was because of his drugs that he could keep his chest open in such a cold weather and be so strangely energetic. Jin Cheng's excited appearance made Ion afraid, but he didn't have the strength to get rid of him, so he could only let him drag him along.In the past three days, the only thing Ian ate in his stomach was the tap water in the park that was so icy that his throat was almost frozen.

"Idiot, you think I will really take you there!" Jin Cheng suddenly let go of the push, and Ion fell down to the rubbish pile under the pillar.Jin Cheng spit out saliva from the gap between the missing front teeth and laughed at him: "I'm going first. I'll help you eat your share, and you come here yourself!" Looking at the back of Jin Cheng going away, Ion reluctantly stood up. Ion arrived at church an hour later.I didn't see Jincheng, and the food distribution has come to an end.Ion hurriedly got to the end of the line.The man in front seemed to have been in line several times, with a contented look on his face, which made people envious.

Finally it was Ian's turn. Seeing the food, he let out a relieved sigh.Unlike the charity kitchen of Puledo, the food distributed by the church is full of sincerity: pork and vegetable miso soup, mixed rice, fried chicken nuggets, tomato salad, and mandarin oranges.Just seeing the steam of miso soup, Ion's stomach tightened into a ball with fright.And the people of the church allowed them to stay and eat in the warm room.Tears welled up in my eyes when my lips touched the hot miso soup.Tears fell into the soup along Ion's sunken cheeks. After eating the long-lost warm meal, Ian walked outside with a full stomach.After a few hours, you will be hungry again soon, right?Ian thought that he would suffer from hunger again immediately, and felt that life was extremely empty.

The winter sun is about to sink.With the cold wind blowing, Ion stepped onto the Ome street that was about to set in the sun. "Brother, this is for you." The old man who looked like a homeless handed out a plastic bag.There are two rice balls inside. "Are you hungry? Eat." "Thank you." Ion bowed his body in half to salute. "You cried when you drank miso soup just now. I have also experienced that when you are freezing to death, the hot soup is really delicious!" Ion nodded again and again, his cheeks were already wet.What happened to me?The tears flowed like a flood of piss.Ion wiped his tears with his sleeve as he walked, feeling that he had turned back into a young child.

By the time we got back near the Shibuya Palace, the sun had completely set.Tomorrow I can barely get by with rice balls, but what about the day after tomorrow?What about the next day?Ion trembled, he clearly felt Achang's despair.He was terrified at the thought of the never-ending suffering to come.But why is he so indifferent to Achang?Thinking of Achang currently nesting in Moshang's apartment and acting like a baby to Moshang, Ion felt sad for no reason.When I noticed, I cried again. A black high-end imported car drove up and parked beside Ion.The car window lowered silently, and a fragrance he had never smelled wafted out.A thin and white hand stretched out, and after that hand stuffed a 10,000-yen bill into Ian's frozen black hand, the car drove away in the blink of an eye.It took a long time for Ion to realize that he was given alms. incredible.During the day, I was so hungry that I could barely move, but at dusk, I was full, with rice balls on my body, and ten thousand yuan bills in my hand.He was still sobbing until just now, and the change was so great that Ian wanted to pinch his cheek to make sure if he was dreaming. Ion hurriedly glanced around, but the people who were busy passing the intersection didn't even look at Ion.To meet the unprecedented cold end of the year, the eyes of passers-by are equally sharp, without any tolerance.Because all those who walk on the road are poor people. Rich people drive cars.Didn't the Mercedes that gave him 10,000 yuan just now disappeared in Songtao's mansion area?Did the other party want to give alms to the crying youth out of a whim unique to rich people? But it doesn't matter what the strange rich man thinks, in short, his life is saved for the time being - just relying on such a small piece of paper.Ion breathed a sigh of relief, but also disappointed in himself.Because he found that most of his depression and despair came from poverty.He really didn't know whether he was strong or weak. Ian walked around to the alley behind the restaurant building, leaning on the light from the suspected kitchen window to look at the 10,000-yen banknotes. He could count the 10,000-yen banknotes he had seen.The banknotes of the rich are completely different from the old and wrinkled banknotes that Ian usually sees. They are so straight that they can almost cut their hands, without even a single crease. Do rich people get new banknotes?He once heard that no matter how little they buy, rich people always pay by credit card, so it is absolutely impossible for them to put dirty money that others touched in their expensive wallets.Ion smelled the smell of the new banknotes, and there was a very valuable smell.What should I do with this banknote?what do i want to doNormally, Ion would think of eating reflexively, but once he had enough time, he would think of other things.It turns out that I also have desires... Ian wanted to laugh at himself. Ion immediately walked towards the international market in front of Chiyoda Inari Shrine.After nightfall, even Mogami returns home.Homeless people also do not travel to dangerous downtown areas, but are locked in their own cardboard houses or tents.Ion judged that it should not be noticeable.Even so, he was still cautious, choosing a dark place to move. Ion chose a shop opened by young Indians among the second-hand clothes shops lined up.He bought an adult down jacket priced at 1,500 yuan for 1,000 yuan.The down jacket is big enough to hold two Ions, but it can also be used as a quilt at night, which is very happy. When Ian triumphantly paid the bill with 10,000-yen bills, he felt a wave of turmoil in the market where only change was circulating.Ian hastily stuffed a thick stack of thousand-yen bills into his pocket.The market has a lot of acquaintances, and the proximity to the locker store doesn't allow for long stays.Just as he was about to run away, someone called him: "Hey, little brother, it's a good deal for you, buy a few comics before leaving." It's an old bookstall in the corner.Last time the boss clearly dismissed Ion, but Ion still held a grudge and ran away without paying attention to him. He proudly put on the down jacket he just bought and walked towards Yoyogi.A lot of feathers were stuffed into the down jacket, which was 100% insulated from the cold. The warmth almost melted the frozen body.Now that the defense power has increased, it should be able to survive the winter smoothly. What kind of person was the owner of this down jacket?Ion smelled the cuffs, there was a faint scent of hair conditioner.Ion suddenly remembered Mogami.Because Mogami was also wearing the same black down jacket.But this one is very big, probably worn by a burly foreigner.The scent on the clothes was also something he had never smelled before. It would be great if he was born and raised in such a distant country, a country that even Mogami had never been to.Ian folded his cuffs, intoxicated in fantasy. Ion went to line up for the coin-operated showers in front of Yoyogi Station.In the cold wind, there are ten poor students, laborers and homeless apartments without bathrooms lined up silently. The shower room was filled with a strange musty smell, and it cost 200 yuan in just seven minutes.But warming a frozen body with hot water is the greatest luxury for a homeless person who sleeps on the streets.After leaving the child care center, Ian could count the number of times he took a bath with one hand.Relying on the body slightly warmed by the shower, protected by a thick down jacket, Ian was so full of satisfaction that he even forgot that he was so useless that he was crying just now. Ion used a 500ml plastic bottle to drink water from the park and returned to Shibuya Palace.There are no changes inside.He sneaked into the lounge at the back of the banquet hall which was used as a base, and tried to read the newspaper he picked up with a flashlight, but wrapped in a warm down jacket, Ion fell into a deep sleep unknowingly.