luck on thursday

He reached out and rubbed the tip of his red nose, comforting himself in his heart, unconsciously thinking of the gentleman he met on the train during the day, and recalling the many interesting things he described.

If he saves some money in the future, he will also play these projects, so that he will not waste his life.

The bus drove slowly, and when the people in the bus were slowly dozing off, the bus stopped and the sleepers in the bus were shaken awake.

So those who should get off get off, those who should transfer transfer, and the bus with a few heads is empty in the blink of an eye.

Lin Qingyang stepped on the ground and almost fell off the steps of the bus. He held on to the wall in shock and looked around blankly, not knowing what to do next.

By the way, buy a ticket first.

However, before his cousin brought him here, he just followed his uncle's footsteps and didn't remember the surrounding scene. Now he is alone and at a loss.

He thought about sitting on the ground against the wall, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and opened the browser. The Internet speed was so slow that it was maddeningly slow. After finally landing on the ticket purchase page at the station, he was so angry that he was spinning around slowly.

After choosing the destination and departure place, filling in the mobile phone number, and opening the online banking, Lin Qingyang was not surprised to see that there was only a pitiful 30 yuan in her account, but it was still enough to pay for this trip.

Just after paying, I was in a daze looking at the account with only two yuan left, and the phone vibrated from my hand as if urging me to death, with a loud voice.

Lin Qingyang: "!"

He was in a hurry, as if this was not a mobile phone but a piece of soldering iron. He couldn't hold it because it was so hot. After jumping up and down for a long time, he finally pinched the small square box to the mobile phone securely and pulled the answer button.

"Hello here Joe..."

"The train is about to start! Are you coming or not!!!"

There is a loud voice in the ear, accompanied by the driver's hard-to-understand English and a strange accent as if he is deaf. In the background, there seem to be people yelling at why they don't drive, some spitting, and some trying to solicit customers in curry-like English. , a suffocating sound of bargaining.

Accompanied by the loud bang of the motorcycle, Lin Qingyang jumped up from the ground, looked left and right hurriedly, but couldn't find the guide sign of the departure gate: "I'm at the station! Wait for me! I'll be right there!!!"

"I'm full of guests here! I'm leaving soon!" The driver didn't know whether the background sound was too loud to hear or he was too lazy to explain. Lin Qingyang was trembling in his heart after repeating a sentence repeatedly.

He ran out, the black bag was swinging wildly from side to side behind his back, but looking left and right, the station was huge, and he couldn't see where the departure gate was at all!

"Wait! Sir, tell me how to get to your place first! I can't find any guide signs here!"

"We're leaving soon..."

"Just, just give me 2 minutes! I'll be right over!"

"I'm leaving soon..."

Lin Qingyang hastily pulled over the person next to him, the other person turned around with a dazed expression, still holding the mobile phone in his hand, Lin Qingyang asked him where the departure gate was with all hands and feet, and the other person also answered him with all hands and feet, and just opened his mouth without saying anything. He knew the dialect in which corner, but he couldn't hear a single word because of his heavy accent.

"I'm sorry to bother you!" He let go of him quickly, and rushed to the next person.

The driver was still yelling at the top of his throat, and the smell of curry was getting stronger and stronger: "I said I'm about to leave in half a minute, are you coming or not..."

"Then give me half a minute!" Lin Qingyang was so panicked that he almost lost his mind, and grabbed the next person. Fortunately, this gentleman was articulate enough to point him in a similar direction.

Lin Qingyang said "Thank you, thank you, you are an angel sent by God", while running desperately towards the starting gate, which was only 200 meters away from him but was covered by heavy veils without revealing any details.

Twenty seconds later, Lin Qingyang slammed headfirst into the wall of the bus. The driver mumbled, "Let's go right away" while dragging him into the bus by his arm.

"This is the last car. If you don't come up, you will have to sleep here today."

The driver pushed Lin Qingyang into an empty seat, and he turned around and sat on the driver's seat. The bus shook suddenly, and Lin Qingyang also shook suddenly, and drove back to the city with a disheveled face.

Three hours later, Lin Qingyang got out of the car, followed the crowd around a few turns, left the noisy station, and stood on the street.

At this point, few people go out, the street is empty, occasionally a few cars drive by, and even half of the pedestrians can’t be seen. When standing under the street tree, you can still see the bright lights of the tall buildings not far away through the leaves. .

Lin Qingyang sneezed, hugged the black bag tightly, and walked forward in a daze. After walking for a while, standing under the red light and waiting aimlessly, he realized that he had nowhere to go and was homeless.

Living in a hotel... No money, and his money has to be saved to buy food to satisfy his hunger, so it can't be wasted easily.

He looked around and saw that there were many roads, and he seemed to be able to go anywhere, so he chose a road at random, walked forward unsteadily, tall buildings were left behind him, and the lights turned into inconspicuous fireflies. Then one, and there were flying insects dancing under it.

The building construction also slowly decreased, and the chill around him made him stop, and turned his head to look at the warm house.

If... If he knocked on the door and asked the host to stay overnight, the host would agree, right?

If he can't, he will pay the rent, and he still has a hundred or so yuan left. If he can find a job soon, it's okay to spend the money first.

Lin Qingyang paused in her footsteps, hesitated, and walked back unconsciously;

No, no.He is dirty now, and he is still a stranger who doesn't know where he came from. The other party must be very vigilant, thinking that he might want to steal or do other bad things, rather than being scolded and kicked out, otherwise he should not come to the door.

The former was immediately knocked down by the latter, Lin Qingyang paused for a moment, then continued to walk forward, the corners of her eyes unconsciously pulled down.

He was adopted by his parents. Although he was cast as a "son", he felt that he had lived in that home for 18 years. He was always looked down upon and restricted by others, and nothing was in line with his wishes. Now he has left from there. , but still can't get rid of the host.

Lin Qingyang sighed softly in his heart, and continued to walk forward, hoping to find a place that could keep out the wind before nightfall, at least to spend tonight first.

Fortunately, after walking for about 10 minutes, he came across an abandoned bridge hole, which was piled up like a hill of cardboard. It seemed that no homeless people had taken root here. He should be lucky to sleep here today.

Lin Qingyang moved the cardboard box away with great effort, got into the small space inside, and exhaled a puff of white smoke.

Although the cardboard is not very hard, it is not a problem to block the wind. Miraculously, he felt his whole body gradually warming up.

Lin Qingyang sat cross-legged on a piece of cardboard, put the black bag on the ground, and reached out to take dry food from it.

A piece of bread, a bottle of water, a... a card? !

He was startled, and turned on the light of the mobile phone with low battery. It was a bank card, and Wyatt's name was written on the card.

Turn it over, and there is a string of familiar cursive characters on the back:

"Can't get any more. Friends, live well."

Early the next morning, Lin Qingyang stood in front of the cash machine, and the screen displayed the balance of the card: 3081.

Not a small number, probably all the pocket money Wyatt could afford.

Pulling out the card and holding it in the palm of his hand, Lin Qingyang groped a few times, feeling inspired by his friends and full of fighting spirit!

There is no difficulty that cannot be overcome!

He took the lead in taking a cheeky seat in the convenience store to charge his mobile phone, and picked out a bag of the cheapest bread from the corner of the shelf. When paying, the waiter at the checkout tore off the receipt and handed it to him. His eyes fell on Lin Qingyang was a little curious about her clothes.

He also looked down and found that there was a big piece of dust on the hem of his clothes!

Hastily patted off the dust, and sat back on the seat by the window. The thin red on Lin Qingyang's face hadn't faded yet, he raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks until he warmed himself up, then happily tore open the package, gnawed A mouthful of bread.

The soft flour products full of flavor spread in the mouth, Lin Qingyang raised his eyes, just in time to see a steeple bell tower in the distance making a heavy knocking sound.

The whole world has come alive from the silence of the night, and only the lively scene of crowds and lights at night seems to have disappeared.

It seems that even the leaves are starting to flutter. The density of cars on the street is gradually increasing. Pedestrians wearing scarves or hoods hurriedly come from the other end of the street. yellow leaves.

Convenience stores also began to have people coming in and out, and the automatic door kept saying "Welcome" and the sound of opening and closing the door.

Lin Qingyang hurriedly stuffed the last bite of bread into her mouth, the package was crushed into a ball, and she couldn't find any garbage bags when she looked left and right.

A hand passed over his head, pointing to the small gray bucket in the corner, Lin Qingyang hurriedly stuffed the trash into it as if he had been pardoned.

After patting her chest several times before swallowing the bread, Lin Qingyang heaved a sigh of relief, and met a pair of probing eyes.