"Forget about instant noodles, I'll cook you some noodles," Wang Yang said reluctantly. It was too cold to go out to buy instant noodles, and during the Chinese New Year, he'd have to go to Zhang Donglai's convenience store two streets away that was open 24 hours.
"Your noodles have no taste at all, I won't eat them. Go and buy me instant noodles!" Wang Xiaoguan was not pleased.
"I'm not going," Wang Yang said, about to change his shoes.
"Then break the little walnut around your neck and give it to me to eat," Wang Xiaoguan's eyes sparkled.
"Break your sister! Stop thinking about it, okay?" Wang Yang felt a bit uncomfortable. The thing around his neck was not a walnut, but it looked like one due to the pattern. It was a bit black and round, not quite normal.
It was abandoned with him at the orphanage, looking quite ordinary. Although Wang Yang often criticized the staff at the orphanage for being a bit irresponsible, he had to admit that their character was quite upright. Otherwise, this thing wouldn't have been kept until now that he still wore it.
This thing is useless to others, but for Wang Yang, it's a small but significant memento.
What if... he said what if, his parents wanted to find him through this, wouldn't it be a voucher?
Although he has no concept of the term parents, he has lived well alone for so many years.
Once, when parents came to the orphanage to adopt a child, and the dean led him by the hand to the strange couple, he still had a trace of expectation for the term parents.
However, when the other party disliked him for being weak and sickly, that trace of expectation also dissipated with the smoke.
It seems that he really doesn't need parents anymore, Wang Yang occasionally thinks like this.
But when it really comes to throwing it away... it's still a bit reluctant.
"I'll say it again, this thing definitely can't be eaten," Wang Yang said angrily.
"I dare to drink other people's Chinese medicine, so what's there to be afraid of eating this!" Wang Xiaoguan was not convinced.
Wang Yang was taken aback at the time, your reasoning is really reasonable!
"Wang Yang, you have changed, you used to not be like this!" Wang Xiaoguan said calmly.
Wang Yang's face turned black at the time: "Have you had enough, Wang Xiaoguan... I tell you, if you watch love soap operas again, I will smash the TV!"
"But then you'll have to pay the landlord 800 yuan," Wang Xiaoguan calmly analyzed.
"I'll go, I'll go, I'll go to buy you instant noodles!" Wang Yang turned around and went out.
Standing at the door, Wang Yang tightened his collar. The winter in Luocheng is indeed a bit cold.
Suddenly he felt a little wet on his eyelids, and when he looked up, he didn't know when the sky had started to snow.
The fine snowflakes fell slowly from the sky to the earth, falling on the ground, on the eaves, and on Wang Yang.
Why is the relationship between him and Wang Xiaoguan so good? Wang Yang stood at the door and thought about the white snowflakes falling from the sky, but he wasn't quite clear.
Perhaps it was the day when he was 14 years old and had a fever in the orphanage during the New Year, and Wang Xiaoguan poured him a cup of hot water? When he was bullied by other people in the orphanage, Wang Xiaoguan always called the dean for him?
Maybe it's because everyone is helpless, huddled together for warmth?
Or perhaps it's because Wang Xiaoguan trusts him and relies on him without reason, which makes him feel a sense of inexplicable responsibility.
"Whatever the reason," Wang Yang smiled, since there are no parents or relatives in this world, having an extra sister is not bad, right? Even if this sister makes trouble for him all day long.
The sky darkens earlier in winter, and it's already dark at this time, because it's the third day of the New Year, there are already few pedestrians on the street, only a few passing trucks from time to time, everyone's life is not easy during the New Year.
For some reason, Wang Yang suddenly thought of the acrobat who was taken away during the day, will that performer be the psychic that everyone is guessing about online now? Do people who cultivate really exist?
Why were all these things just a fantasy in the past, but this year suddenly seems to be about to walk into people's lives.
There is also a person who made a deep impression on Wang Yang today, that is, the young man named Zhi Wei who he met after leaving the backstage.
Wang Yang thought about the world that might exist, a little distracted.
At this moment, the wind roared like it was broken in front of Wang Yang, and the snowflakes all over the sky were particularly gorgeous under the two huge lights.
The light came from behind, and when Wang Yang looked back, the dazzling headlights made him a little dizzy.
But even so, he could still recognize that it was a huge truck, roaring towards him like a beast.
The sharp sound of the brake pads and the tires, and the sharp sound of the tires grabbing the ground, rang out together.
But the beast was out of control.
In just a moment, the air was squeezed almost distorted, and in this dark night, Wang Yang was hit by the huge beast.
His body was like a broken kite, breaking through the snow curtain behind him, and Wang Yang's world seemed to slow down. He didn't know why he suddenly remembered that someone said that people would recall their lives in an instant before they die.
Wang Yang closed his eyes and wanted to seize the opportunity of that moment to see what his parents who sent him to the orphanage looked like... but he saw nothing.
Wang Yang felt that his life was dying, just like all the beautiful things in the world will eventually die.
At this moment, the pendant on his chest suddenly turned into dust, no, it was just the hard shell that was so hard that Wang Xiaoguan couldn't smash it with a hammer, and it turned into dust.
Finally, it revealed a grain of something that couldn't be said clearly, a bit like an almond, and a bit like a star.
That star converged into his body, and with the blood river, it wandered all the way, and finally stayed in Wang Yang's palm, and after it finally vomited a warm stream, it completely disappeared in Wang Yang's perception.
The warm stream was like the current of the Pacific from south to north, and it entered Wang Yang's heart.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The strong heartbeat, so there was a white flame burning again in his heart.
Yes, the fiery flame that had been extinguished in his body and then reignited, the joy of a long-lost reunion made Wang Yang feel more comfortable than ever.
This fierce flame should belong to him, it seems that since the appearance of heaven and earth, it has been an eternal truth.
With a snap, Wang Yang fell to the ground and made no more sound.
The truck driver jumped out of the car, looking at the lying Wang Yang hesitantly, he regretted that if he hadn't been driving tired, he would never have encountered such a thing.
The driver slowly moved towards the young man on the ground, and he had bought full insurance for this car, and he could afford millions of compensation, so he wouldn't see death without saving. Suddenly, the young man moved, and the driver, who was suspicious, walked over.
But before he could get there, he saw Wang Yang slowly prop up his body, his face was full of blood: "You're in big trouble!"