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Chapter 21 [The story that will not happen]

September 9, Northeast, Bingcheng.

A strange cold wave suddenly struck, without warning!
The weather suddenly turned cold, the temperature plummeted, and the night temperature had dropped to 8°C.

Ms. Lin Jing, who just came back from get off work, was in a hurry. She was going back to cook for her children. When she passed the newsstand, she thought that the latest issue of "Fairy Tale World" magazine should already be available, so she stopped and bought the latest issue. "Fairy Tale World".

Her daughter Tingting, who is seven years old this year, has been reading fairy tales in "Fairy Tale World".

Thinking of her daughter Tingting, Lin Jing showed a happy smile on her face. She took the "Fairy Tale World" magazine handed over by the owner of the newsstand, and glanced across the street by chance. playing.

It's so late, why don't you go back?
"Boss, I seem to have seen those children here recently."

Hearing Lin Jing's words, the boss glanced at the five children and said, "I don't know where the children came from. They have lived here for several days. They lived in the previous demolition site and listened to other people's advice. It is said that it is inside the wall of the demolition site, surrounded by some plastic tarpaulins, cement bricks and plywood with advertising slogans written on it. I don’t know where it came from, and they came here to beg for food.”

"Hey, it's really pitiful, and no one cares about it."

Hearing the boss's words, Lin Jing felt a little heavy in her heart. Looking at those children, their clothes were dirty and thin, and their faces were dark. Only their eyes were bright.

"Here, find your money."

Lin Jing came back to her senses, put away the change, and looked again. She didn't see the children, and she didn't know where they went. There was only a trash can standing there alone by the roadside.

The trash can has a green bottom and a white cover, nearly one person high, and the white cover can be closed.

Lin Jingnian turned her head around, and looked around for a few more times, but she didn't see the figures of those children, and felt an indescribable panic in her heart.

Then, Lin Jing continued to walk towards home with strides.

The temperature drop was so severe that even wearing a coat, Lin Jing felt a little cold.

It's really cold today!

The temperature may continue to drop later.

……

Lin Jing returned to her parents, put the magazine on the tea table, and asked her daughter Tingting to read it by herself.

And she was busy cooking.

The little girl Tingting was fascinated by watching "Fairy Tale World", she suddenly cried, her eyes were red, she ran to Lin Jing's side, lowered her head, and whispered: "Mom, the little match girl...is dead."

After saying this, Tingting burst into tears, very sad.

Lin Jing was confused, put down what she was doing, saw the child was crying, and quickly comforted her. She was wondering who the little match seller was, so she saw her daughter handing her the magazine and said, "Mom, can you save me?" Save her? Save the little match girl?"

Tears of sadness filled Tingting's little face, which made people feel pitiful.

Only then did Lin Jing understand, a little dumbfounded, it turned out to be a fairy tale, she couldn't help laughing and said: "Don't be sad, this is a story, it's not true."

……

Lin Jing sat down on the sofa to rest after finishing the work at home and putting the child to sleep. She saw the "Fairy Tale World" magazine on the sofa. On the cover was the story of "The Little Match Girl". My daughter kept crying for this story, and couldn't help being a little curious.

Lin Jing took the magazine and planned to read the story "The Little Match Girl".

Then--

The room was very quiet, the heater was turned on, and it was very warm, but Lin Jing felt a little cold.

The real heaviness, the real pain.

Lin Jing touched her eyes and found that she was crying after reading the fairy tale. She was very surprised and couldn't laugh or cry.

Looking at the contrasting picture on the cover of the magazine, the little girl huddled in the corner with her bare feet, and the snow covered the sky, Lin Jing sighed, and said with a slightly heavy voice: "Fortunately, it's just a fairy tale, not real."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Jing thought of the children she saw on the way back from get off work.

For some reason, Lin Jing suddenly felt that those boys were like the little match seller in this fairy tale.

Lin Jing put down the magazine and prepared to go back to her room to sleep.

But thinking of the little boys I saw before, that scene, and hearing the wind blowing outside, the sound really made people panic, but Lin Jing couldn't move.

"Will not!"

Lin Jing shook her head, and tried her best to deny the thought and anxiety that popped up in her mind, but the more she wanted to deny it, the more uneasy she became, and she murmured uncertainly: "Probably not."

……

In that anxiety, Lin Jing went to bed and nestled in the warm blanket.

But looking at the dark sky outside, the wind kept destroying the trees, and the rustling sound made Lin Jing unable to fall asleep.

What I have been thinking about is the story of "The Little Match Girl" I just watched, and the pictures of the little boys I saw before, with thin, dirty and worn clothes, are constantly interlaced.

Lin Jing became more and more worried. She really tossed and turned and couldn't sleep well.

You must know that today is a cold wave and the temperature drops. I don't know what will happen to the temperature in the middle of the night!
Suddenly, Lin Jing thought of the green and white trash can she saw last, and her heart ached!
"Shouldn't it be!"

Lin Jing suddenly sat up from the bed, feeling uneasy, and decided to go over to check for confirmation, otherwise she would really feel uneasy.

Without any further hesitation, after getting dressed, Lin Jing went out.

……

In the middle of the night, there was no one on the street at all.

The whistling north wind blew by, and every sound was frightening.

The trash can is on the sidewalk of Huandong Road, not far from Lin Jing's house. As the main road of the new city, this road is not too long, and it only takes 10 minutes from the beginning to the end.

Lin Jing wrapped her clothes tightly, feeling a little silly and a little funny, but she was really worried in the middle of the night, so she ran over to take a look.

Fortunately, it's not far away, otherwise Lin Jing felt that she would never have made the trip if she had changed her place of work.

……

There was a lonely street lamp, and the dark yellow light illuminated this stretch of road, and also illuminated the lonely dustbin below.

A red women's wedge bootie hangs from a green and white trash can.

That red, bright red like coquettish blood, looks so cold in this dark night.

"Hoohoo!"

The wind is blowing harder!
When Lin Jing walked into the green and white trash can and saw faint smoke or heat coming out of the gap, the smile on her face disappeared.

But when she lifted the lid of the trash can and looked at the scene in front of her, a chill came out suddenly, rising from the bottom of her feet like being in an ice cellar.

Inside the narrow dumpster—

Five children, with their heads facing north and their feet facing south, lay side by side, motionless.

As if dead.

do you died?
Lin Jing's whole body was cold, and her body felt chills.

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PS: The story is true. Five boys in guizhou and bijie cities were suffocated to avoid the cold. The details can be found on Baidu, it is very heavy...

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