i was my mistake

From a distance, I saw the middle-aged man wrapped in a gray cotton coat squatting on the ground smoking a freshly lit cigarette.

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, and waited until the bicycles of the three approached, then slowly exhaled the foul-smelling smoke, blending into the thick mist that was too thick to dissolve.

The lit cigarette butt, like a will-o'-the-wisp floating in a thick fog, flickers on and off.

"Father." Wan Qing lifted off the dark blue poncho, poked half of her head out, "Today we go to school early, is there any cake?"

The father raised his head slightly, and took another puff of the cigarette, this time exhaling from his nose while talking: "Yes, there are still some left."

Ye Chen yawned, and stuffed her rain-stained hair into the poncho, and her hairpin seemed to be a little crooked at the moment: "Dad, are you still paying the stall?"

"I'll put it away right away. I just want to put it away after smoking this cigarette." My father shook the ash with a smile, put the remaining half of the cigarette in his mouth, patted the dust on his trousers, and wiped his hands. Wiped it on the towel, and started to work for them.

Wan Qing frowned slightly, always feeling that the scene in front of her had a subtle sense of déjà vu.

As if it ever happened.

Of course, this kind of déjà vu actually happens from time to time. If it is explained scientifically, the brain has a very real association, and then it is mistaken for an event that has happened before, which makes people feel "deja vu".

After all, their daily life is like this. School and home are two points and one line. Most of the time, they are almost repeated, and it is normal to have a sense of sight.

He vaguely heard what Ye Chen and his father said again, and then he flattened the rice cake and began to add ingredients to it.

Wan Qing got out of the car and shook off some raindrops on her body, her eyes fell on the big white dog curled up next to the trash can, the latter turned his head and glanced at her as if aware of it, then He turned his head and went back to sleep.

——However, the slightly wagging tail as if showing affection betrayed it.

It probably wasn't really asleep.

"This dog is here every day." Wan Qing said with a sudden smile.

"Yes."

"It's also very good, at least it can relieve boredom with it."

"Haha, yes, it's pretty good, but it's a little dirty."

"It's a stray dog ​​after all..." Ye Chen looked at it worriedly, "Will it freeze to death in such a cold winter?"

"In fact, a lot of stray dogs and cats will freeze to death every winter, which can be regarded as some kind of natural selection." Wan Qing frowned again, because she felt that this conversation also had a very strong sense of déjà vu.

It's as if she's said it several times already.

She suddenly looked at her father subconsciously, and sure enough, the latter handed over three already wrapped cakes, and took three bottles of 'Double Silver' brand sweet milk. It's still a little warm to the touch.

"Take it all, eat it quickly when you get to school, it won't taste good if it's cold, it's raining and foggy today, walk slowly on the road."

"Got it, let's go to school then."

"it is good."

"Goodbye, Uncle~" Zhao Jinyu put the breakfast in his schoolbag earnestly, and waved his hands with a gentle smile, "You should close the stall earlier, too?"

"Haha, I'm about to collect it. Goodbye! Ride slowly!"

"Understood!" Ye Chen had already turned the bike around, and was waiting for Wan Qing to get up and sit down again.

The two rode away, only Wan Qing, who was sitting in the back seat, could lift the rain cap slightly and look at her father who watched them go.

Even though he was far away and his face could no longer be seen clearly, he could still see the still burning cigarette and the silhouette of a person blurred in the thick fog.

The bicycle turned a corner, completely leaving the father behind.

"Recently, the environmental pollution has become more and more serious. There have been several times in this foggy weather." Ye Chen was riding a bicycle, chatting with Wan Qing casually, because the speed of the ride was not fast, so the voice sounded okay. Obviously, of course, Zhao Jinyu, who was riding a bicycle some distance away, couldn't hear what the two of them were talking about.

Wan Qing didn't answer, she glanced at Ye Chen suspiciously, and then at Zhao Jinyu who was stepping on the pedal beside her in a hurry: "Jinyu?"

"What's the matter—?" Zhao Jinyu's voice was much louder than usual.

"Nothing..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Zhao Jinyu's bicycle vibrate, and the tire on the rear wheel flattened rapidly.

"Ah!" Zhao Jinyu lost his balance and fell towards Ye Chen.

"Wow——" Ye Chen adjusted his balance in a panic, but Wanqing had to stretch out a foot to help support the bicycle, otherwise he would be knocked and fell to the ground, "What's going on?"

Zhao Jinyu shook his head in shock: "I don't know, the bicycle suddenly shook just now..."

"The car has a flat tire." Wan Qing said with certainty, because she had seen the scene just now, "It's the rear wheel."

"Huh?" Zhao Jinyu climbed out of the car with some difficulty, and propped up the tripod with a 'click', "It seems that the rear wheels are indeed... deflated."

Wan Qing didn't care about the half-eaten cakes, and stuffed them back into her pocket: "This is troublesome. At this point, the car repair shops are not open."

"Then what should we do? Qing'er, can you repair tires?" Zhao Jinyu asked expectantly.

"Why do you think I'll make it up..."

"Wan Qing, don't you know?" Ye Chen was also a little curious.

"what?"

"I thought you could mend clothes and tires..."

"It's not a concept at all, okay?" Wan Qing rolled her eyes, and then suddenly seemed to have a premonition, and said strangely, "Well... don't worry too much, just keep going, you should be able to Met a mobile stall who can repair cars."

"Is it really so early?"

"Then you can't just wait here, anyway, you're pushing the cart, or you can eat breakfast by the way, it's not a waste of time." Wan Qing said, touching the half of the inlay in her pocket. Cake, but for some reason, she has no appetite right now.

"That's the only way. Fortunately, we got up early, so we won't be late even if we walk." Zhao Jinyu said comfortingly.

"The breakfast shop has just opened, it seems we won't be able to meet the open car repair shop." Ye Chen muttered and inserted the straw into the milk bottle, "It seems that we really can only walk to school .”

"Sorry, let you accompany me..."

"What, it's not your fault." Ye Chen shook his head vigorously, and took a small bite of the cake, "Would you like to eat it today?"

"Well, then I'll eat while walking~"

It was rainy and foggy, and we had to be careful not to get the embedded cakes wet while walking and eating.

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In the new month, roll around and ask for a long comment on the monthly ticket.

61. What's going on

(One)

Although it wasn't snow that fell from the sky, the icy rain that was close to zero would still make people feel the chill to the bone.

It was still early, but some busy people could already be seen on the side of the road.

A middle-aged man, about 50 years old, curled up on a higher platform in this cold weather, slowly nibbling a freshly bought steamed bun in his hand.

Behind him was an old Forever bicycle. On the ground beside the bicycle were a few spliced ​​cardboards, and the dirty bedding was rolled up in a mess.

The man's clothes were covered with mud spots and paint. It looked like he didn't wear thick clothes. He didn't even have a sweater. He only wore several long sleeves, which made his body look extraordinarily bloated. match.

Now he was swallowing the last of the buns, and then he picked up the knife to trim his unruly beard.

When passing by him, Wan Qing subconsciously stopped as if she had a premonition somewhere.

She felt that he was about to say something.

"The tire is blown." The man's eyes fell on the rear tire of Zhao Jinyu's bicycle.

"Yes." Zhao Jinyu nodded slightly.

"Let me see if it's broken badly."

"Can you fix it?"

"Yes." He patted the toolbox next to him, which seemed to be full of various maintenance tools, and it was not only capable of repairing bicycles.

Wan Qing also felt familiar during this conversation.

And compared to other people's nervousness, she was not at all worried that this rear tire could not be repaired.

It can definitely be repaired, and the price should not be too expensive.

There is so much déjà vu today that Wan Qing has the illusion that all of this has happened before.

"It can be repaired." The middle-aged man nodded.

"very good, thank you!"

"This is my job."

"how much is it?"

"A corner."

……

(two)

Ye Chen wiped the rainwater off his face and sneezed tremblingly.

As soon as the three of them walked into the hall of the teaching building, she found a new photo on the bulletin board.

"Hey, it's a photo from our New Year's Day performance!"

"Really, have you taken a picture? I wonder if I can ask the class teacher for some pictures..." Zhao Jinyu said to himself, and moved over together.

This photo gives Wan Qing a stronger sense of déjà vu, but it is also understandable, after all, what is shown in the photo has already happened.

It's not too long since New Year's Day.

"I really don't know what it will be like to look at these photos in another ten or twenty years." Wan Qing said emotionally, and was suddenly taken aback, because she felt as if she had said this sentence standing here Countless times.

However, Ye Chen didn't notice it at all. She touched the hairpin on the top of her head and was about to speak, but was preempted by Zhao Jinyu.

"But anyway, let's keep some photos."

"Photos are such a good thing..."

"Go upstairs." Wan Qing suddenly lost her interest. This strange feeling lingered in her heart, and she couldn't get rid of it, making it even difficult for her to concentrate on thinking about other things.

"Eh? So fast, take a look before going upstairs, there are pictures of other classes!"

"Look, both of you." Wan Qing carried the schoolbag, drank the remaining milk in one gulp, and threw it into the trash can beside her.

"Qinger seems to be in a bad mood today?"

"Uh... is there?" Ye Chen blinked blankly.

"Yes." Zhao Jinyu nodded affirmatively.

……

(three)

Wan Qing rested her cheeks and looked around calmly.

The classroom is an all-too-familiar place, and similar things happen every morning.

It's nothing more than who brings breakfast, who rushes to copy homework, and the few other students who are free are making noise in the classroom...

For people who are used to this kind of noisy noise, they can even listen to it as background music, and it will not affect what they are doing at all.

"I'm so stupid...you, you boy, did this and that?"

"Yeah, did this and that, all of them."

Wan Qing's weird feeling became even stronger when she saw the scene in front of her.

She understood that the relationship between the two had always been good, but she always felt that it shouldn't be so good now.

It's like a glass you broke yesterday and woke up the next day to find it intact. Everything yesterday seemed strange like a dream.

"Ye Chen."

"Huh?" Ye Chen answered absently while shaking his legs while turning his pen.

"Do you feel that today is very strange."

"Strange?" She glanced at the thick mist outside the window and the dark sky, "Today... the weather is bad? The fog is thick? It's not dawn yet, it's really strange."

"Not this." Wan Qing put her cold little hands in Ye Chen's pockets to keep warm, "Don't you feel like what happened today?"