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“Alas…”

A long sigh.

Xia Feng silently looked up at the bright moon outside the window, and then glanced at the small and silent rental room, his face full of loneliness.

But what about loneliness?

In order to make a living, he had to survive even if he was alone.

Habitually opened the short video of shaking hands.

As soon as I opened it, I encountered “Father’s Journey”.

Due to the delicate and delicate picture, Xia Feng continued to watch.

In the distance, there are lofty mountains.

On the path of the mountain, an old man, carrying a backpack half the size of him, carrying a large cloth bag in his left hand and a local egg in his right hand, was standing straight.

With the quiet sound of the violin, for some reason, Xia Feng suddenly recalled his father in his mind.

The nose is slightly sour.

“Next year, next year I will definitely go home!”

Xia Feng silently clenched his fists.

The screen continues.

The man’s narration voice slowly sounded: “In memory, my father was always very serious!” ”

With the man’s narration, a special effect photo of the old man’s serious face appeared on the screen.

His skin is dark, his face is wrinkled, and his face is flat, which is very similar to the father that many people think of.

Nature.

This also includes Xia Feng.

Then, the old man sat alone at the door or stood at the gate of the courtyard, silently looking at the picture in the distance.

The man’s narration sounded at the same time: “When I was a child, I made him angry, and I was always beaten!” ”

The picture quickly transforms and turns gray and white.

A pair of rough big hands pinched the child’s face heavily.

The child bit his lip, looking like he knew that he was wrong, and he was aggrieved, but if he looked closely, he could faintly read a little unconvinced in the child’s gaze.

“This little fart is exactly the same as when I was a child!”

Xia Feng couldn’t help but smile heartily.

The video continues to play.

“There is no phone in his hometown, and he can’t use it if he buys it. If there is something, you can only call the neighbors …”

Along with the man’s not very standard Mandarin, the picture flickered one after another.

In the ancient and quiet mountain village, the old man sits alone in the courtyard in a daze, and the old man squats at the entrance of the village and looks at the winding mountain road.

With the slow sound of the cello, an inexplicable sadness and loneliness emerged.

The smile on Xia Feng’s face gradually disappeared…

For some reason.

He suddenly remembered his father in his hometown.

If he can’t go home this year, will his father be like in the video, alone in a daze?

Thinking of this, Xia Feng’s nose slightly soured.

“This year is too busy, I don’t have time to go home for the New Year, I don’t know Dad… Will it be angry! ”

Under the narration of the man, the old man is getting a haircut in the open-air barbershop in the village.

The sun rises and sets, and the clouds roll quickly by.

The rising sun!

This day.

The old man carried a huge bag on his back, saluted on both his left and right hands, and walked out of the village under the light of the rising sun, walking alone on the winding mountain path.

Step by step, step by step, step by step, slowly, steadfastly.

From the beginning of the sun, the old man walked all the way to the vast dark night, and finally came to his first destination, Yamanaka Station.

However, Yamanaka Station does not operate at night, and there is no electricity.

The old man could only find a shelter outside the station, built a fire, and curled up in front of the fire, sleeping alone.

The next day, the sun rose again.

The old man first got on the bus, and then changed to the green train.

All the way through the mountains.

After several sunrises and sunsets, accompanied by the honking of the train, the old man got off the train and got off at the Shenshi Railway Station.

Inside the station, people come and go, and it is very lively.

The old man dragged his tired body, carried a large bag, carried two salutes, staggered, and walked in the huge station with a confused face.

At this time.

The man’s slightly choked non-standard Mandarin sounded again: “This is my dad… The first time myself, out… Go far away! ”

pictured.

The old man walked around the station for a while, and finally staggered to find the exit gate.

“He thought the outside world was as big as the village, and he could find me when he got out of the car…”

With the man’s narration, the old man carefully took out a small book from his pocket.

After rummaging, I found my son’s address book.

Inside a roadside public phone booth.

Word by word, the old man carefully dialed the phone according to the number of the small book.

“Hello?” The old man shouted in bewilderment.

Next second.

“Hey!!!”

The old man shouted in trepidation and confusion.

The reason why the old man is like this is because the voice of his son on the other end of the phone is not the voice of his imaginary son, but a mechanical female voice: “Sorry, the phone number you called is empty, please verify and dial again!” ”

At this moment, the man’s narration suddenly sounded: “But the neighbor’s child helped him copy the wrong phone…”

The man’s narration sounded along with the mechanical female voice, and the picture showed a child absentmindedly copying a phone number with a pencil.

Followed by.

Next act.

It is a close-up of the old man.

Above the old man’s wrinkled face was full of exhaustion, full of insecurity, full of trepidation, full of longing to see his son, and so on

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What a look that is!

There is a deep sadness in the unease.

There is a thick trepidation in the sadness.

There was a thick confusion in the panic.

Quietly.

Xia Feng was already in tears.

However, this is just the beginning.

Next act!

The clouds are thick, the rain is roaring, and the rain is drifting.

The old man stood alone on the station square.

Standing motionless, lonely, with a large bag of salutes in his left hand and a large bottle of local eggs in his right hand.

Let the icy cold wind blow on his body, let the biting rain drip on him.

The coldness brought to his body by the cold wind and ice rain was nothing compared to the coldness in his heart at the moment because he couldn’t contact his son.

On the old man’s face, I don’t know if it was tears or rain.

Seeing this scene, tears rolled out from Xia Feng’s eyes.

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