"Hey, boy, where are you going?"

The person sitting opposite Xiao Ying was really bored, so he had to think of a way to start chatting. It was not his fault. He was the two doubles who were supposed to sit four people, who only sat face to face. The two big men were really unconscious while sitting there, and there was no one else to chat. The middle-aged man had to hook up with Xiao Ying.

"Go to the capital."

"That coincidence, so do I."

When the middle-aged man saw the guy in front of him willing to speak, he naturally seemed happier. It would be great if someone was willing to chat.

However, Xiao Ying kept looking out the window, and even when answering the person, he did not turn his head around. Xiao Ying had seen too many old fried dough sticks like this. He was so slick and liked to talk about it, and he could talk to anyone.

"Looking at you, you just brought such a little luggage, why are you going to Beijing?"

The middle-aged man saw that he was caught and asked immediately.

"Fortune-telling and curing diseases."

Naturally, Xiao Ying would not be wary of his problems. After all, he was just a passerby. He would not lose any meat even if he told him, nor would he affect his future plans. Seeing that he wanted to know so much, it would be okay to tell him.

"Oh, I'll go, buddy, what era is this? Now everyone believes in science. You should not go. Get off the bus early and buy a ticket back."

When the young man in front of him said that he was going to the capital to tell fortunes and treat the disease, the middle-aged man almost burst out laughing and began to look at the young man in front of him with a very funny expression.

Then he couldn't help but shout a few words to the others around him:

"Did you hear that? This is a fortune teller?"

The passengers who were originally busy laughed when they heard this person say this.

"What era is this?"

"That's right, there are still fortune tellers at this time."

"This guy is so funny."

People who had no connection at all began to point fingers at Xiao Ying, but their voices of talking were very low, but their laughter seemed very harsh.

When Xiao Ying heard this man say this, he naturally couldn't sit still, but his face was still calm. He had been looking out the window and turned his head over, staring straight at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said.

"Do you believe in life?"

"Come on, who should I miss it?"

"Since you don't believe it, then tell me your name, date of birth, and hometown."

"What, check the household registration."

The middle-aged man began to feel a little disdainful when he spoke. However, when he saw the young man in front of him staring at him with an unrefutable look, he said his message with a try-and-play mentality. He didn't believe in any fortune telling at all.

"Wang Erhu, 1964."

"What month and where is the home?"

"Hey, aren't you fortune telling? You're just doing it yourself."

"What month and where is the home?"

Xiao Ying continued to ask in his unquestionable tone, as if he had not heard the man's mocking words at all.

"Okay, okay, I see what you can calculate. On November 3, my home is from Texas."

Xiao Ying closed his eyes and quickly retrieved this information in his mind. Soon, a long list of records appeared in his mind. All this happened in an instant. In the eyes of the middle-aged man, Xiao Ying blinked his eyes.

"Wang Erhu, nicknamed Huzi, broke his arm because he climbed a tree on March 5, 1974. Your left arm still hurts faintly when it rains. On February 24, 1980, you had acute appendicitis and had minor surgery."

Xiao Ying paused. After hearing what Xiao Ying said, his pupils began to dilate, and the smile that was originally overturned on his face disappeared without a trace. Xiao Ying said those words as if they had escaped from his head, or rather, they were more clearly remembered in his head.

"Do I need to continue talking?"

Xiao Ying asked, but received no answer. Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who was originally very playful, it seemed as if he had been imposed by a detente. However, this result was what Xiao Ying expected and what Xiao Ying wanted to see.

A evil smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Ying's mouth, but that smile flew in a flash, like a ray of light in the deep sea, disappearing in an instant and unable to find any trace.

"In 1988, your mother was seriously injured by your often drunk father. Later, her condition worsened and she passed away. Your father..."

Before Xiao Ying finished speaking, the middle-aged man who had been stunned was like a ignited powder barrel, his eyes were full of blood, and he exploded instantly, glaring at the young man in front of him.

"Stop talking"

The middle-aged man tried to row the tables, and the already shaky small table was dropped to the ground with a clang. Fortunately, Xiao Ying reacted quickly, so he did not hit the foot.

The eyes of the people around him were attracted by the movement, and everyone focused their attention on the two people in front of him.

Xiao Ying originally thought that this person would get angry, but since he had no prompt in his dream the day before, the person in front of him would definitely not take action. However, the development of the matter was a bit beyond Xiao Ying's expectations.

"Please...don't...don't say it."

The middle-aged man who was about to go crazy seemed to be stimulating, began to cover his face, then cried out, his voice intermittently.

At this moment, the arrival information began to be played on the train's radio.

Xiao Ying picked up his luggage and stood up and left the seat, leaving behind a middle-aged man who cried like a child with his head in his arms. Perhaps, within the man's cognitive range, he had never been exposed to such things. It could be that when he heard Xiao Ying mention his family, he triggered the tear glands. He was like a burst of tears that had accumulated for many years and could not stop it.

Before Xiao Ying got out of the car, he stopped beside the middle-aged man and patted his shoulder, and sighed softly. The end of the file Xiao Ying had not yet said was like this:

"Wang Erhu died in a car accident in 2000 at the age of 36."

In Xiao Ying's brain power, too many people die every day, and what makes Xiao Ying feel helpless is that sometimes he knows that some people will die, but perhaps out of selfishness, Xiao Ying will not remind the person, but let the person arrange his life with his own fate.

Gradually, Xiao Ying had become accustomed to it. He also knew that he was not a savior, and that people were selfish, and Xiao Ying was no exception. Just like the middle-aged man on the train before, Xiao Ying knew that he could change his destiny in one sentence, but Xiao Ying didn't want it. For Xiao Ying, it was hard to buy his willingness, let alone just a passerby who was not likable.

After leaving the train station, Xiao Ying closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Although he could open the window on the train before, the smell of feet, sweat, rice, garlic and other toxic gases mixed together formed a disgusting and indescribable smell. In contrast, the air you breathed after leaving the station has improved many times.

"I am coming."

Xiao Ying silently said in his heart that this city he had only seen in his dreams was really exactly the same as in his dreams, with bustling crowds, hawking people everywhere, and some tall buildings that Xiao Ying had never seen before.

In that deep breath of air, Xiao Ying felt more of the breath of wealth.

"Boss, don't you stay in a hotel"

As soon as Xiao Ying opened his eyes, he saw a smiling man with a not very tall face, wearing a big sweatshirt, big shorts, and a pair of slippers.

Judging from the appearance, it is about the same age as Xiao Ying, but in terms of dressing, it is really unpretentious, just like being casual in his own living room.

"No."

Xiao Ying flashed to the side and walked forward quickly, but the man still followed Xiao Ying relentlessly. Xiao Ying accelerated his pace, and the man had to trot to barely keep up with Xiao Ying's pace.

"Boss, the standard room is 30 yuan a night, which is very cost-effective. You can't sleep on the street at this big night."

Xiao Ying ignored this person. He knew that these people at the railway station were specifically slaughtering these foreigners who were unaware of the market, but this person did not know Xiao Ying's origin.

The man was very patient and followed Xiao Ying from the exit to more than a kilometer from the railway station. In the end, he couldn't keep up with Xiao Ying's pace, so he stopped, and held one hand on his knees, gasping for breath.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you a little cheaper. Don't go so fast... Oh, I'm so tired."

Hearing him say this, Xiao Ying stopped. As he expected, the man really took the initiative to compromise and reduce the price.

The man saw Xiao Ying stopping and didn't care about breathing, so he quickly chased after him.

"Follow me."

The man was breathing heavily while talking, and the sweat beads on his forehead could be clearly seen.

"I want your best room for 30 yuan a night."

Although Xiao Ying didn't want to spend too much money on temporary accommodation, although he had a lot of money on him, he couldn't tolerate him spending money indiscriminately.

"this......"

"how"

"Then you go with me, I'll go and discuss with the boss."

The man looked very embarrassed, but a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth. However, under the cover of the night, Xiao Ying did not notice the change in the man's facial expression.

Xiao Ying followed the man for about ten minutes, turning left and right, and then hiking into the alley. After a long time, he arrived at the hotel. At the end of a broken alley, there was a small door.

The word "hotel" was written in chalk on the door, but there were people coming in the small door. It seemed that the business of this hotel was pretty good.

"Come on, give this boss a luxury standard room."

"A total of 30, a deposit of 20, a total of 50, and a total of 30, and a ID card will be presented."

A fat woman sat in front of a small table. It seemed that this was the "reception" of this hotel, but it was really a bit simple.

Xiao Ying took out his ID card from his bag and handed it to the fat woman sitting on the chair. The fat woman took the ID card impatiently, and then after registering, she threw the ID card on the counter, too lazy to hand it over.

Xiao Ying smiled bitterly. It seemed that he had been cheated. It turned out that all the rooms here cost 30 yuan, and there was no distinction between ordinary standard rooms and so-called luxurious standard rooms.

"The unscrupulous businessman" Xiao Ying cursed silently in his heart, and then thought that it would be like this. But after one night, since he came, he would be at peace. It will not be continued.

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Chapter completed!