Rebirth of Ten Thousand Years

"I said Xiao Mu, what were you doing in such a hurry just now?" The security guard of the apartment heard the sound of pushing the door, immediately sat up from the bench, stroked his beard, and was about to scold me, but stared wide in surprise. He closed his eyes, and asked intermittently, "You...you...have you heard about your mother?"

"Well, I found it." I nodded stiffly, left a sentence that was enough for the security guard to misunderstand, and walked out directly.Since she left, I haven't touched anything related to black. Seeing me dressed like this, the security guard probably thinks a lot of it, right?If this is rebirth, then I have indeed found her, but what I found was her grave-she died on the day of leaving, and I looked back at the graffiti on the wall, and I was shocked that fate was so Satire.

I bought some steamed buns, a cup of soy milk, and a morning newspaper from the newsstand. I avoided the crowd and came to a remote corner of the park.Glancing at the date on the newspaper, it seems that I am not far away from getting the so-called inheritance from my father, about half a month away?I am addicted to online games at this time, except when I receive the gift package on the event day of the game, I can have an epiphany - when the lawyer found me, it should be a few days after the event day?

I seemed—was it true—to come to life? !I gnawed the steamed buns too fast, and accidentally choked on them. I wanted to swallow the soy milk, but then I choked again... In the past, I could only smell it, but now I can eat it, but the movements are too jerky. For this half-life that I somehow got back, I tried my best to suppress the urge to stuff the steamed bun in one bite.How long has this body been sleeping?

A pair of husbands who supported each other came from a distance. Although the years have imprinted too many vicissitudes on them, every time I look at that warm smile, I seem to be able to experience the happiness and satisfaction in it.Sitting here, watching them walk in the park, is the best time of my life.In a short time, this stooped old lady would leave. Since then, her wife still staggered around the park every day with a cane until the end of her life.

Watching them leave, I stood up slowly, looked down at the black attire on my body, and felt that it was an eyesore!This is not because of memories, but because of the dressing style that has been cultivated for a long time.A long time ago, I no longer resented the woman who abandoned me. This is just a choice I have to face in life. No one is a victim. What's more, she left enough money to keep me alive.Although, when the memories flashed in an instant, I could still feel the hysteria at the beginning, but after I calmed down, I was able to laugh it off.

I reluctantly tugged at the collar that was close to my neck, and it seemed that the size was a little smaller—I really don’t know how I could bear to wear that stupid school uniform all the time.Forget it, let's go to the city, I sighed silently in my heart, and walked back with heavy steps.Once people get used to laziness, they will become dependent. At this moment, I miss that rigid butler uncle very much-he used to take care of almost all the basic necessities of life.According to the trajectory of fate, after inheriting that inheritance, I will definitely try my best to minimize trouble for him, and a salary increase is also a must!

I dug out the big black schoolbag that was still in the corner. I looked at the bed board and the money scattered on the floor. After struggling for a long time, I squatted down and casually picked up the money on the ground and stuffed it into the schoolbag.I estimated that it was almost the same, I was carrying a schoolbag that had increased in weight, and under the sympathetic eyes of the security guard, I got on an old three-wheeled motorcycle and staggered all the way to the city center.

Because of the appearance of the man in black, passers-by all paid attention to me. In this society where everything is very realistic, I have already expected the treatment I will enjoy in the mall.After walking half a circle along the floors of the men's clothing section, I finally found the only brand I liked before I died.Walking into the counter, the waitress sitting in front of the counter sharpening her nails glanced at me lazily, pretended not to see her and then lowered her head. The other waiter who was sitting on the sofa reluctantly stood up and followed me. He continued to play with his phone behind him.

The waitress, who was playing with her mobile phone, saw that I had taken down one piece of clothing, and was about to stop it, but saw that I had taken another one, and immediately felt like swallowing a fly, unable to swallow it and spit it out not come out.

I didn’t expect to meet the reprinted classic models this time. I was so happy that I took every color I liked and stuffed them all into the hands of the waitress who followed me, showing a very kind smile. Said: "Auntie, please, take one of these clothes according to my size. There is also this set, I want to wear it now." I pointed to the model beside me, and sat down on the sofa without waiting for her to answer.

These two waiters are probably in their early twenties. I don't know if I call them aunts, will they get internal injuries?However, thinking about my small body that will only grow rapidly until next winter, it is not so disobedient to scream.

The waitress sitting at the counter stood up with an extremely distorted expression, gave me the suit of clothes hesitantly, and then cooperated with the other to start tidying up the clothes.When I took the clothes and was about to go to the fitting room, they communicated with each other with their eyes and lips, as if they wanted to ask me about money—I pretended I didn’t know anything, and happily changed them clothing.

"Have you settled the money yet? Please cut off the tag for me." Looking at myself in the mirror who was no longer a fool, I nodded in satisfaction. After one of them reported a number, I opened my schoolbag and grabbed He grabbed out the money twisted into various shapes, threw it on the counter casually, and then said very distressed, "I threw money at home yesterday for fun, and I didn't ask someone to clean it up, so I just took it out and spent it like this." Auntie, thank you for your hard work, I still have more than enough." After I finished speaking, I looked at them sincerely, and pointed at the ten-yuan bills that looked like dough balls, with an increasingly innocent expression.

"Hehe, let's count first." The two waitresses smirked a few times at the same time, and the corners of their mouths twitched and began to arrange the money on the table. Depressed, they can only accompany smiling faces.

Ever since the second year of high school, I went to the school with a few dozen yuan to sign up, and saw the head teacher who always likes to ask parents to give gifts, counting the money with a displeased face. On the premise of knowing that the money will not belong to them.

Seeing the two waiters counting several times but still not matching each other, looking like they were about to go crazy, there seemed to be a villain in my heart who was rolling on the ground laughing, but still kept an expression of waiting and impatience on his face.I remember an old man once said to me that there is not much difference between life and acting. We all play the roles that we have to face in our respective scripts. out of play.

People who are out of acting will only live in this world heartlessly. If you want to get back the feeling that your heart is still beating, go and taste all the vicissitudes of life.Before he died, the old man who was an extra in the same crew sent me such a sentence, and I can still recall the touch of that time.

Returning to this world is not what I expected, but it is an experience given by God, this time at least when I am alive, don't let my heart die again.Ah, I was wrong, it should be to bring my heart back to life earlier... Let everything start with acting, I want to find those who have helped me, thank them for their willingness to reach out to such a walking dead and try to save.

After posting for a while, the two waiters were still tidying up slowly, which had a lot to do with the sharp-eyed throwing of the whole dollar to them just now.I was bored and unpacked the dough in my schoolbag one by one, sorted it out casually, and stuffed it into the oversized trouser pocket. The reason I liked these jeans at the beginning was that the pocket was very suitable for me.

"Little brother, here are your clothes and the remaining money." The waiter who was sitting at the counter carried the clothes, walked to my side, and handed me the handbag and money with a smile.

The other followed her closely with a pen and a questionnaire, and smiled flatteringly: "Little brother, this is our company's after-sales questionnaire, can you please fill it out for us? The rest of the money we just paid I ordered them all for you, and the total is 25, 95 for ten yuan, and 75 for one yuan."

"Okay." I signed my name, wrote down my address, handed the questionnaire back very cooperatively, and said with a smile, "You can fill out the rest by yourself. Can I trouble you to send the clothes to the service below?" Center, entrust them to send it to me, this time I bought a lot."

"Of course." The other immediately lifted the clothes on the sofa and nodded with a smile.

After leaving the shopping mall, I walked along the street for a while, and I saw a homeless man who was dressed very trendy, sitting lazily at the bottom of the pedestrian bridge, with a broken bowl piled with a lot of money beside him.This homeless man is called Ma Daha, but he is actually an extra actor. He was the one who took me to the set before.I smiled and took out the money that the two waiters handed me from one of my trouser pockets, and said to him, "Guess how many tickets there are. If you guess correctly, I will give you all. You only have three chances."

"One hundred!" Ma Daha replied without opening his eyes.

"Less." I spread my hands helplessly.

"One hundred!" Ma Daha continued to insist.

"I told you it's missing!" I kicked his shoes, squatted beside him, and handed over the money, "Why don't you count it, and I'll give it to you if you count it right."

"One hundred!" At this moment Ma Daha finally opened his eyes and grinned, "Since you want to give me money, you have to be a little sincere. I said one hundred, and you can just give one hundred."

"Okay, lend me a bowl, and I'll hang out with you today." I threw all the money in my hand into the broken bowl, just enough to fill it up.

"Young man, you are thoughtful and enlightened. Uncle, I will definitely protect you from now on." Ma Daha patted me on the shoulder, took out a broken bowl from his bosom and handed it to me, then continued to sleep leaning against the bridge pillar.