living in the world of reincarnation

Chapter 492

Cold, bone-chilling cold.

The boy had only thin clothes on him, and he curled up by the side of the road, feeling like he was about to have a fever.

The autumn in the capital was cold, and a cold wave was about to hit, but the boy didn't even have any clothes to keep out the cold. He felt the loss of heat. If he continued like this, he might freeze to death outside.

After running out of the orphanage, Afeng had not eaten for two days. He laughed with a self-deprecating mood, trying to guess whether he would freeze to death first or starve to death first.

A smell of roasted things wafted over, and Ah Feng swallowed, feeling his gastric juices churning.

The instinct of survival made him search for the smell, and finally, he saw the beggar nesting on the corner of the street.

This beggar was roasting the leftovers that people had eaten, including bread and a small section of corn. He used a tattered military coat to build a small nest for himself. Under the current temperature, these things were enough to keep out the cold. A Feng even felt that this Guys kind of enjoying it.

On the grassland, the vultures would steal the food of the beasts, and he was coveting the vultures' food.

A Feng leaned over quietly. At the corner of the street, he carefully avoided the sight of the beggar, and then started to move his legs and feet.

His little hands were covered with frostbite, and Feng's body was almost frozen. His next reaction and speed would be very slow. He had to plan everything well and not make any mistakes.

After taking a deep breath, his immature eyes became sharper, and the lone wolf rushed towards the vulture.

Next, a beggar roared angrily on the street, and Ah Feng ran forward with all his might, holding the coat and bread he had snatched.

run, run!

That's what the parents said to themselves at the time. The young boy hiding under the bed vaguely heard his father's dying voice.

His parents died at the gunpoint of the same gang, and he will use the same means to repay his enemies.

One day he will kill his enemies.

This is also the reason why he will not stay in each welfare home for more than a week. Afeng will not let his identity be exposed easily. He just wants to remain anonymous, slowly accumulate strength, and wait in the darkness.
The capital city is too big. Compared with this strange city, the 12-year-old Ah Feng is pitifully small; he hid in a corner, and after eating the cold bread, he put on this cotton coat, which was airtight. It was an adult style. Afeng glanced at his feet and felt that he was wearing a skirt.

Night is the last thing Ah Feng wants to face. The temperature of day and night is hardly the same world. He followed the route in his memory and rushed to an unknown park.

Compared to the ground, sleeping on a park bench is very comfortable. If you wrap yourself in a coat, it will be similar to the sleeping bag your parents used to take you on spring outings.

Under the light of the street lamp, a dazzling red flashed over, and Ah Feng couldn't react in time, so he stayed on the spot.

The piercing sound of brakes sounded, and Ah Feng, who was standing in the middle of the road, heaved a sigh of relief. The speed of this car was too fast, and if he was hit, he would definitely die.

"What's the matter, Brother Zhao?"

"Can't you see the road!"

The owner of the red sports car was yelling at him, Ah Feng glanced at him, since nothing happened, he didn't want to cause trouble, he had seen a lot of this kind of dude, who spent money like water relying on the wealth of his father's generation, in fact, he had no skills.

Ah Feng realized that money is not omnipotent in this world, otherwise his parents would not die. There must be some kind of deeper law in this world, and only that kind of people can stand at the top of the pyramid.

Ignoring the cheers of these people, Afeng ran towards the woods outside the park.

Under the dim street lights, Ah Feng found a good place for himself. Although it was a bit cold this season, the good news was that the mosquitoes were almost frozen to death, which was a blessing in misfortune.

Afterwards, he began to plan how to survive in the future, because he still vaguely remembered the city map in the orphanage, and then he would go south, and the chain fast food restaurants he passed could be warm for a while, but he couldn't stay longer, and kind people would call the police. Afterwards, there are bridge holes on the road. It is also a good choice to stay for one night. After that, he will arrive at the Red Cross in the suburbs. Before his identity is verified, he will leave again and go south to a warmer city.
This thin and small body has caused him a lot of troubles. Ah Feng can't wait to grow up. He seems to feel that when he grows up, all his dreams will come true.
"Where is this?"

It seems that a new neighbor has come, Ah Feng looked at the embarrassed young man warily, and then found out, isn't this person the previous owner of the sports car?
The sound of the police siren faded away on the road, and the young man lowered his head. This behavior became even more abnormal. Ah Feng didn't control his mouth, and blurted out: "Are you hiding from them too?"

"Huh?" Zhao Ziyu raised his head and found Afeng huddled on the bench.

"It's you!?"

Zhao Ziyu couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling that the situation was changing. Just now, he was a glamorous young man in the capital, and now he was living on the streets. Like this little beggar, he began to think about which bench to sleep on.

"Aren't you cold?" Zhao Ziyu shrank back.

Afeng didn't answer, so Zhao Ziyu said to himself: "Sometimes I really admire you, how do you survive in such an environment."

"But it's also very good." He laughed at himself, "It's really free, you can go wherever you want, no one is in charge."

"We are not from the same world."

Ah Feng finally spoke again. He glanced at Zhao Ziyu's clothes sarcastically, "People like you, with money and a car, don't you live more comfortably?"

"You don't understand" Zhao Ziyu wanted to refute, the spiritual emptiness and loneliness, as well as the powerlessness of his family, were what made him unable to face it, but after taking a look at Ah Feng's appearance, he still didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Everyone has a different situation, and my own troubles are not on the same level as a little boy who lives on the street.

This is a child who is much more miserable than himself.

Zhao Ziyu developed a heart of compassion, but Ah Feng hated this look very much, so he turned his head away.

The chill in the air made Zhao Ziyu shiver. He had done strenuous exercise just now, and his body was hot. He didn't feel the real temperature until now. He thought of something, and hurriedly touched his pocket, and then felt a burst of disappointment.

He didn't bring his card, money, or car keys. He had nothing but these clothes.

"It's over, it's over."

Zhao Ziyu lamented: "I don't dare to go home or contact others. God wants to destroy me!"

How to survive the long night on a park bench is a question.

Let's chat. Zhao Ziyu lay on the bench, feeling that with this temperature, if he fell asleep, he might die.

"Little brother, we also met for a while, let's introduce each other."

"My name is Zhao Ziyu, what is your name?"

There was no reply, and the atmosphere fell silent. Zhao Ziyu felt a little embarrassed and laughed twice.

After a while, Ah Feng turned his head and looked at Zhao Ziyu indifferently.

"Just call me Ah Feng."

"Huh?" Zhao Ziyu said in a daze, "Why does it sound familiar?"

(End of this chapter)