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Chapter II Fate
Xiaojie is lying in bed, counting. He has been handing out leaflets for a week and has moved from the hotel to a nearby rental house. After all, it is much cheaper. It's just that the room is relatively small, dark and humid, and there are many fine spots on the quilt, and a mouse will come out from time to time. At night, the rooms on both sides separated by three layers of plywood screamed, teased and groaned, which made Xiaojie very unbearable and lonely.
In the evening, he went into the alley again, ran through the red light room and ran back to his room. Sending leaflets for several days in a row made him completely forget one of his famous university classmates. This is life. Why did he come here? Where is Xiaolan? Where are the classmates? What about school? What about dreams?
This question startled him, and cold sweat broke out, and his palms were wet. The cold tears dripping from the corner of his eyes are also cold and turbid, and they can't reflect light at all. He curled up with fear, shivering badly, and cold sweat kept coming out. It is fear that precipitates and keeps flowing.
That night, he had another dream. I dreamed of swimming in the river in front of my house, swimming all the time, swimming under the bridge, swimming at the cocoon station, swimming in the vegetable market, swimming in the Yangtze River, swimming in Zhejiang, swimming in Fujian, swimming in Guangdong and swimming in the middle of the sea. Hong Kong was in his eyes. ...