The fog in the morning in Banshan Village has become even heavier...

It seems as if layers of fairy spirit are shrouded here, just like the heaven in the TV series "Journey to the West". From the top to the bottom, or from a distance, everything in the village is shrouded in this white mist, which is not real.

On the one hand, this is because winter is coming and the weather becomes cooler, and the temperature in Banshan Village is more than ten degrees or even twenty degrees higher than the outside of the valley due to hot springs.

When the hot air here encounters the cold air outside, it will naturally condense. However, if the conditions for raindrops are not met, it has to turn into clouds of fog like layers of white veil to cover up the small village in the valley.

The fog here is different from the fog that is very common outside over the years. When you are here, even if you are wrapped in thick fog, you don’t have to worry about anything.

The fog has no unpleasant smell or other colors. As long as you see the fog that is as white as snow and shaped as yarn, you will never have any worries. At least the so-called pm2.5 is definitely something that allows you to breathe freely here.

It was already past seven o'clock in the morning, and Tianyang in the east did not show his smile as agreed. The weather forecast said there was light rain and snow last night and today, but this area in the Mid-mountain Village turned into cloudy days.

A layer of gray-white thick fog and clouds covered the entire sky in the east. Although the sky had begun to brighten, there was no trace of the sun.

Could it be that he got up late like himself? So the somewhat shy old man of the Sun might feel that he had no shame to see people. He pulled over such a pile of tattered gauze scarves from somewhere to cover himself, completely covering himself, and hiding him.

Wang Yong got up early in the morning with a rare chance, but he didn't get up. He lay in the warm quilt on the bed, widened his eyes, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

He had a strange dream last night. Everything in the dream made him both reminisce and feel.

In his dream, he didn't know how he came to an amusement park or park, hiding in a small house as narrow as a chicken coop, airtight on all sides, built with branches and broken bags, which could only allow one person to lie down in a curl.

This hut still seems to have no door. You have to lift the roof and drill in when entering and exiting, and then you can easily build the "roof". If it is not covered well, it will leak water and rain, and you will not be able to stay here.

There is a restaurant here that has a dirt kang like a farmhouse. When Wang Yong planned to go there to eat something, he met his two college female classmates. They were all married. It seemed that they were traveling with their husbands and it seemed that they were visiting relatives.

Wang Yong watched them eat sweetly and drink happily. When he occasionally thinks of him, he will turn his head to talk to him, but most of the time he spends eating or talking about their own topics.

When they left after eating and drinking, they listened to their laughter and leaving with their hands holding hands, Wang Yong's self-esteem was severely hurt.

So he ran to the little house alone and felt sad.

Suddenly, I heard a very gentle voice sounding outside. Then I said something to myself. After being careless, I seemed to treat myself as a child and persuaded myself not to stay here and to go back to the classroom with him.

At this time, Wang Yong seemed to have become a stray child, and this person was a teacher in a school that specialized in leaving a stray child like them.

In a daze, the roof was lifted and a big hand with warmth reached out, pulled himself out of this simple and inconspicuous hut, and led himself and a child in rags into a classroom.

Wang Yong was arranged in the last row, and at the beginning he was listening to the teacher speaking English words and grammar in front of him. This was something he regretted very much during his school days.

When he was first introduced to English in junior high school, his English teacher was so gentle and had a pair of very warm hands.

But a few days later, after the teacher got angry at Wang Yong hysterically over something, he could no longer raise his interest in the teacher and English.

Now that I think about it, I am also doing it for my own good. Maybe it’s because I am so sorry for the teacher. Maybe it’s the teacher’s responsibility that makes her want all students to learn the course she teaches, so she is particularly strict.

When Wang Yong came out quietly from the classroom like a ghost, he saw the parents waiting to pick up their children at the school gate.

At this moment, the sound of children reading unevenly.

They were reading English words aloud, with a crisp and pleasant voice and a full rhythm. But when they heard it in Wang Yong's ears, they felt the confusion, doubt, worry, anxiousness, and confusion contained therein.

As night fell, the lights were on, and I felt hungry. Wang Yong came to a street where there were crowds and many restaurants were at the peak of business.

Many shops have many tables placed on the street outside the store because of their good business, and most of them are filled with all kinds of guests coming to eat.

There are many restaurants, some make stir-frying, some make hot pot, and some are pure roadside shops or roadside stalls. They run snacks, such as spicy hotpot, noodles, dumplings, etc.

Wang Yong walked back and forth twice on this street, and looked at the various delicacies on the tables, and the hunger in his stomach became even stronger.

Perhaps because he was short of money, he finally chose to be in front of the noodle stall opened by a couple. The young wife was putting notes for the guests, while the male owner was carrying a plate of cold dishes and walking towards a table of guests.

"Come on a bowl of noodles!"

Wang Yong suddenly found that he felt that he was shouting loudly, but after shouting out, he became as low as a mosquito.

I don’t know if it’s because Wang Yong’s voice is too small or because he is really a transparent person in his dream. No matter whether it’s the boss or the diner, it seems that no one feels his existence, and he should do whatever he should do.

Wang Yong seemed to be like air, standing there at a loss, swallowing his saliva constantly, watching people eating noodles, side dishes, or drinking barrels of beer.

At this time, a handsome young man in a suit and ties appeared here, shouting loudly as the boss gave him four cold dishes, another beer and a bowl of noodles.

It seemed that he was very familiar with the boss and many customers here, and he boasted loudly that he and the company manager had 10,000 yuan left in this consumption amount, and the leader asked him to share the 10,000 yuan.

He said that he was assigned to 2,500, and proudly accepted the compliments and envy of the people.

Wang Yong was thinking at this time that I wanted four cold dishes, I also wanted to drink beer, a bowl of noodles, and I also wanted to be envied, jealous and hated by people! Unfortunately, no matter how loud he shouted, he couldn't get anyone's care.

When Wang Yong was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, he suddenly realized that he was just dreaming just now!

When he opened his eyes and saw himself lying on the bed. Looking at the decorations in the house, he was sure that just now it was really just a dream mirror. Although the dream was a bit strange, it would be fine as long as it was real from time to time!

At least in reality, I will never envy the person who gets 2,500 yuan. With his current value, no one can make him envious of money.

After waking up, Wang Yong opened his eyes wide and silently recalled the dreams that he said he would not be able to remember soon after waking up, and deeply imprinted all the content he recalled into his mind.

He found that everything in the dream seemed to be deeply connected with the real situation in reality.

The two female classmates were his friends during college, one of which was his god sister who accepted him. The other was his god sister's deskmate. The two of them had a very good relationship with Wang Yong during college.

But as everyone left the school gate and went their separate ways to society, they gradually became less and less in contact, and gradually, like many of their closest friends, they were almost slim and had no contact.

Although many famous quotes and celebrities tell us that even if a friend does not contact you frequently, he will appear next to you immediately if he needs it.

Wang Yong once believed in this, but later this chaotic and complex society taught him. These famous quotes were not suitable for him.

Even if friends with deepest feelings are not in contact often, their relationship will gradually fade.

When you really need help from friends, maybe he no longer thinks you are a friend in his heart, let alone talk about help.

Although Wang Yong had never lived in a small house like a chicken coop in his dream, he had just left the school gate and entered society, and had rented a small house in the urban village that could only hold a bed and a small desk.

Although it is much larger than the small house in my dream, you don’t have to lift the “roof” to enter, and there will be no rain or water leak inside. Moreover, the heating burned by the landlord’s own house in winter is very warm.

That teacher and school should be Wang Yong's regret that he had been young and frivolous, did not study hard, and had to go through hardships when he first graduated and entered society.

I hate that I don’t understand the teacher’s difficulties, I hate that I didn’t study well, I hate that I was greedy for reading idle books all day long, I hated that I chose such a famous private university on the verge of impulse, and I hated that I chose hotel management such a major that I didn’t match my personality.

What kind of seed you plant, and when you harvest, you will harvest what kind of fruit you will harvest.

God or the gods and Buddhas all over the sky are extremely wise. They cannot give you no rewards for your efforts. But they will not give you even a little extra reward.

Everything is planted by oneself, and then they will repay you the corresponding fruit.

Wang Yong was most touched about that 2,000-5. When he first entered society and entered the workplace, Wang Yong was full of energy and glory.

Because he was the first group of people in the class to find the recipient unit, get an internship salary, and get a raise and get promoted.

However, not long after, when many classmates gradually changed careers, bought houses, cars, and started getting married and having children, they realized that he had been left far behind and began to envy, jealous and hatred.

The Buddha said: The mind has unresolved thoughts, so all kinds of demons arise.

It was from then on that, that Wang Yong's strong self-esteem began to make him unable to bear it anymore, and gradually he became depressed, confused, helpless, sad and sad afterwards!

If, without that adventure, Wang Yong would not dare to imagine what he was like now, and he really would not dare to imagine that he had always subconsciously avoided these sad pasts and buried them deep in his heart, and never wanted to think of anything again. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!