Three years later, Ye Ming has actually not changed much, but it seems that everything has changed. The vicissitudes of time have tempered him into a kind of forbearance and loving tolerance, and now he is even more silent.
He was smoking silently in the cheap carriage, and his dark eyes hidden behind the smoke glanced at the neon lights of the city outside the window. This was Hongkou City, a place he was familiar with.
Here are the people he is most familiar with.
However, he cannot show his true face to others.
Who is he now?
He doesn't know either.
Maybe they are just lonely ghosts wandering in this city.
But thinking of those simple children, he curled his thin lips and took another puff of cigarette, soft ripples appeared in his eyebrows.
A girl kissed him, but he didn't pay much attention. Those were just kids and didn't understand anything.
He lowered his handsome eyelids and glanced at his right leg. His right leg was empty and had been amputated.
There is a prosthetic leg placed on the passenger seat in case of emergency.
He reached out and lowered the driver's seat, leaned his tall body into the seat, and relaxed himself for the time being.
After taking a puff of cigarette, he took out his mobile phone, which was very old, and he pulled out a photo from it.
The only photo.
In the photo is...He Bing.
He was released from prison three years ago, and she slept on his big bed. The girl's sleepy eyes were peaceful, and her slender feathers like butterfly wings were hanging down obediently, like a little angel left in the world.
His rough fingertips caressed her delicate face, and her soft voice filled his ears---
Ye Ming, I miss you so much.
Ye Ming, I want you to kiss me, hug me, and praise me.
Ye Ming, I think you want to cry...
He Bing.
His ice.
He is thirty-eight years old this year. If there is any regret in life, it is He Bing.
The ring was still lying quietly in his trouser pocket, and he and she had missed it after all.
but......
Ye Ming closed her eyes and tried to get rid of the little oval face in her head, but it was no use. Every time she came to the city where she was, he was ready to make a move.
There was a wild beast living in his heart, and that wild beast was running wildly and roaring.
Ye Ming rolled his throat and suddenly opened his eyes. He sat up straight, turned the steering wheel, then stepped on the accelerator and sped away.
In the school bus, the children watched Ye Ming drive away. They didn't find it strange because their brothers and sisters had told them that every time they came here, Uncle would go to a place and see someone.
"Look, uncle is really gone?"
"Tell me, who did I go to see?"
"I don't know either, but I think that must be the person I love the most."
"I can't imagine what it would be like for someone to be deeply loved by my uncle."
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