Two years ago, the scene of the old man pushing open the glass door appeared in Cai Gen's mind.

A pair of labor-insured cotton shoes with broken holes, a green army coat with cotton exposed, and a wrinkled face full of frostbite.

The hand holding the bean bag was full of work, so he didn't dare to hand it forward, as if he was afraid of someone robbing it. He just carried it to his chest to show it, as if he was holding some treasure.

"Boss, I made my own bean buns, 5 yuan, 10 pieces."

The old man's eyes were shy, shy, helpless, and could make Cai Gen empathize.

So, I bought a series of bean bags.

Last year, the old man came again. The military coat had been replaced with a black cotton jacket, and the bean bag had increased from 5 yuan to 10 yuan.

In the eyes of the old man, he could still see a look of embarrassment because of the price increase. Cai Gen did not buy it, but agreed to exchange meals for the old man.

This year, the old man's brand new mask, snow-white gloves, and strong cotton shoes mean that the old man's life has improved.

However, Cai Gen saw nothing in the old man's eyes. If he had to say that there was something, there was only resentment of being rejected.

The old man on the ground seemed to have not focused on himself, and his self-esteem was damaged.

Stubbornly stood up, dragged his twisted thighs, took a step forward, stretched out blood-stained gloves through the bar, grabbed Cai Gen's neck, and screamed angrily,

"It's all your fault, you have to be responsible, you want it"

Cai Gen was wandering in a daze and reached out to the old man's hand, but he did not dodge because he was lost.

The neck was caught, and the white gloves were sticky and had great strength and were pinching them very painful.

After reacting, he instinctively grabbed the old man's wrist, and the moment he grabbed the old man's wrist.

Cai Gen's consciousness was suddenly taken away from his body, and he appeared in the body of a young man without letting go of his hands.

His eyes were pitch black, unable to speak or move, and he fully experienced the young man's feelings.

Moreover, that kind of empathy is not beautiful, very unbeautiful.

Even every minute and every second makes Cai Gen want to die.

The quartz clock on the wall was walking slowly and quickly, allowing time to flow continuously. Cai Gen, who was still in the store, even ignored the same old man selling bean bread.

I don’t know how long it took, Cai Gen came back and came back with a memory that did not belong to him.

Of course, the old man who came back with him was also selling bean bags.

After the old man came to his senses, he quickly let go of the hand that grabbed Cai Gen's neck and began to retreat regardless of everything.

Because my thighs could not control balance well, I fell to the ground.

I didn't care about the bean bag in my hand, and quickly supported the ground with both hands and tried hard to retreat until I stood up against the glass door and had no choice but to stop.

His eyes, which had become blood-red due to excitement, had no resentment, and were full of fear, and asked tremblingly.

"Who was that one just now? Where did I go?"

Cai Gen wiped the blood stained on his neck, which was very sticky. He rubbed his neck several times before he could relieve the pain. Looking at the old man's expression, he felt more and more depressed.

I'm not a dead person, who is afraid of whom?

Seeing that the old man was far away from him, it was already the longest distance. The panic of the first time he saw a dead person had calmed down. He lit another cigarette and said lightly.

"The guy died last month. He was only 24 years old. The gas in the mine exploded and was stuffed inside. The gas boiled the groundwater and soaked it in the water for 9 hours."

In the narrow space, the stones on the body, the boiling boiling water, howling desperately, every minute and every second were torture, Cai Gen experienced it for 9 hours.

Sniffed a cigarette and continued to recall,

"The young man has been an orphan since he was a child. He used to suffer a lot. His wife was 8 months pregnant and didn't want his children to suffer as hard as he did, so he worked overtime to save money for a confinement nanny, but he didn't get it."

The tenacious desire to survive, the expectation of the unborn child, and the concern for his wife, accompanied by great pain, tortured Cai Gen for a full 9 hours.

I took another sip of cigarette and continued to say with a sigh,

"The child was born prematurely this month. He was a son. The two of them didn't see him, and they were only one month away, and they didn't see him."

A young life is gone, not yet obtained, it’s such a pity.

I didn't dare to approach the bar anymore. The old man began to want to leave, but didn't want to be in the same space as Cai Gen, and said tentatively,

"Boss, then I'll leave?"

Cai Gen seemed to be still thinking about what he said just now, immersed in the regret of a young life dying early, and did not take it seriously, and answered,

"Yeah, let's go."

The old man opened the glass door and crawled out of the crack of the open door like running away. He climbed through the light at the restaurant door and disappeared into the night.

The bells on the glass door were crisp and pleasant, which also disrupted Cai Gen's contemplation. After touching his face, it was full of tears.

I was scared to tears by the old man?

No, I should feel sorry for the young man’s experience. I was just one month away from seeing my son.

What’s wrong with working hard to live? What’s wrong with working hard to make money? What’s wrong with working hard to make your son live a better life?

That's right, why have to endure that kind of pain?

The young man persisted for 9 hours, and Cai Gen also experienced those 9 hours. In addition to the many reasons that appeared in his heart, only tears were left on his face.

Although he hadn't reached 9 utters, Cai Gen still pressed the cigarette butts irritably. Has he encountered a supernatural incident?

The moment I grabbed the old man's wrist, I had a common feeling with the old man and saw the same picture.

Extend your hand, what's going on?

Everything happened like that, and it was unclear, even the explanations to the old man and the young man's experience seemed to have prepared in advance in my mind.

Have you been overwhelmed?

I looked at the ground where the old man had just sat down again. The blood marks dragged out from his thighs were gone, and the milky white floor was neat and clean.

The quartz clock on the door was 2:10, two hours passed. Did I just have an illusion? It must be.

However, the black spots burned by cigarette butts on the bar shattered Cai Gen's rational fantasy, and then wiped the black spot with his hands, and were still stubborn.

Following the black dot, looking at the two gods of wealth, are you pretending to be invisible?

Cai Gen lit another cigarette to stabilize his mood.

I'd better call my wife to check it out tomorrow. This episode is a bit scary.

"If you have a new takeaway order, please process it immediately. If you have a new takeaway order, please process it immediately."

The harsh music suddenly came, which scared Cai Gen's heart and he quickly took the order at the computer next to the bar.

I looked at the address, Hong Roman Hotel, Room 8804, two servings of Taiwanese braised pork rice, and two cans of beer.

I looked at the quartz clock again, at 2:30, well, it’s time to replenish my energy.

Cai Gen came to the kitchen with a cigarette in her mouth, skillfully lit the gas, boiled water, put two bags of Taiwanese braised meat in the pot, and covered the lid.

Open the refrigerator, take out two portions of rice, put it in two microwaves, screw it on for 3 minutes, and start waiting.

After taking a sip of cigarettes, I began to recall what happened just now, which should not be an illusion.

Although Cai Gen is naturally timid, he has opened a 24-hour shop for 5 years. Ordinary bizarre things can also be resolved by strong psychological qualities.

But this time, it's a bit creepy, not a common thing.

"Ding Ding" reminder from the microwave oven again interrupted Cai Gen's random thoughts and placed the cigarette on the ashtray.

Hurry up and take out the rice, remove the pack from the pot, open it with scissors, and pour it evenly on the rice.

Put the lid on the lunch box, put it in a plastic bag, and take the chopsticks, napkins, and spoons.
Chapter completed!